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Chapter 100 Visara, Goddess of Shadow and Paranoia

Visara, the Goddess of Shadow and Paranoia

This is the god who bestowed Elsa's protection.

Savira—Elsa had looked up this name in the library. All she knew was that she was the most powerful assassin active before the establishment of the First Empire, and several historically renowned figures, such as Grand Duke Bartolo the Glutton and the Black Sword Garan, had died silently by her dagger.

Furthermore, her identity remains a mystery, and no mention of the title "God of Shadow and Paranoia" can be found in any records of divine information. As for the historical records of her protectors, they are completely absent.

As for the effects of the blessing itself, according to Elsa, just like before, she can appear in any shadowy area within a certain radius centered on herself, and can even briefly immerse her body completely in the shadows.

"Like this."

As soon as Elsa finished speaking, she melted away into the shadow behind Logan. The entire spacious hall was instantly left with only Logan, who couldn't even detect a trace of her presence.

Immediately afterwards, a cool touch came, and Elsa reappeared in Logan's shadow, crawling on his back like a cat.

In addition, the blessing will subtly enhance the physical qualities of both the protector and the selected contractor.

When Elsa said that, Logan suddenly realized what was going on, recalling the changes in his speed earlier, and now he had the answer.

Just then, the panel that only he could see reappeared in front of Logan.

[Protection]

[Wolf God Tarsis] (Declined)

【Shadow and Obsession Goddess - Savira】(Lord of Contracts)

Logan raised an eyebrow. Perhaps because he only indirectly received the blessing as Elsa's contractor, Logan couldn't check its effects, but the improvement in Elsa's strength still made Logan very happy.

Elsa's breath brushed against Logan's ear, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. Of course, Elsa concealed the other effects of the blessing. She didn't tell Logan that this blessing not only allowed him to pinpoint Logan's location regardless of distance, but also included a one-way life link effect.

She didn't want Logan to feel suffocated by her controlling nature, nor did she want him to feel too much pressure from the one-way connection. She didn't want Logan to hate her; she wanted to be someone useful to Logan, not a burden.

"Thank you, Elsa, thank you for telling me." Logan hugged Elsa.

Thorin, the old dwarf, once said that the specific divine name and effects of a blessing are often among the most precious secrets of adventurers. Once revealed, past opposing factions to that god are likely to come after the benefactor like mad dogs, and enemies will target the benefactor based on the blessing's weaknesses.

Although Elsa is already his, Logan will never take this trust for granted.

"If it's useful to you... I should have told you sooner."

Elsa's heart skipped a beat when she heard Logan's thanks, and her fair cheeks flushed crimson. Even though they had already done all sorts of things without any inhibitions, Elsa still felt as easily embarrassed as a young girl experiencing her first love.

The contrast between her appearance and her appearance made Logan want to tease the girl in front of him a little more.

Elsa...

""

"Um?"

He whispered a few lewd yet passionate words into Elsa's pointed ear. As Elsa's face grew redder and her breathing more rapid, the two became entwined passionately once more.

Logan lay naked on the bed, his head resting on his arm. Bright sunlight streamed through the window as he gazed at Elsa, who shone brilliantly in the sunlight.

.

She was leaning her elbow against the windowsill, resting her chin on her hand, quietly gazing out the window.

Logan looked at her, thanking himself for his good taste in clothing—because Elsa was only wearing his oversized white pajamas loosely draped over her shoulders. The neckline had slipped down, revealing a breathtaking expanse of white skin.

Since their candid conversation last night, their souls have drawn closer together. Not content with their daytime antics in the living room, they spent the entire night in the master bedroom, their eyes wide open, with Logan's smile almost never fading.

Elsa is indeed easily shy, but when that shyness accumulates to its extreme, it quickly rebounds, making her proactive and eager, which is astonishing.

According to Elsa's slightly guilty explanation, this was a negative effect brought about by the goddess's blessing—

It amplifies the possessiveness and lust of the blessing holder towards their lover.

Logan was certainly pleased with Elsa's intense love for him, but the thought of fighting her to a standstill last night, when she performed exceptionally well, made him realize that the negative effects were not to be underestimated. In fact, the urgency to improve his strength surged back into his mind once again.

Logan couldn't help but curse himself inwardly at the ridiculous reason for wanting to improve his strength.

"Elsa," he called out affectionately.

"Um?"

"come over."

Why?

Although she asked him arrogantly, her bright body was already pressed against his chest.

"because I love you."

Damn it, he's been saying that more and more smoothly ever since last night.

But the effect was very noticeable; an alluring pink blush instantly appeared on Elsa's fair skin.

"I...I love you more."

Her hand moved downwards gently, as if she were competing with Logan.

The couple seemed poised to argue endlessly about the age-old and foolish question of who loved whom more. The debate only ended when Logan was pushed down again, and when the girl's toes clenched violently.

A few sparrows chirped and chattered outside the window. The sunlight had already dispelled the morning mist, and a new day had begun. Only then did the two remember that they still had things to do today.

Logan took a big bite of the meat patty. It was made of lamb, and the owner had added an excessive amount of pepper and salt to mask the flavor. But this only made the patty taste worse. If the owner hadn't fanned the aroma of the roasted meat's fat onto the street, Logan would never have spent 10 copper coins to be ripped off like this.

Elsa turned her head and took a bite of Logan's meat pie, frowning as she chewed for a while before slowly swallowing it. Logan chuckled, wiping the greasy corner of her mouth, took another bite, and then tossed the meat pie aside.

They were heading towards the Giant Hammer Blacksmith Shop.

The advantages of living in the East District quickly became apparent. Adventurers' Guild, blacksmith shops, Blind Owl's Curious Shop, and even Adele's Herbalist's Shop were scattered throughout the East District like stars, with the furthest location only a ten-minute walk from Logan's cabin, making it extremely convenient.

The blacksmith shop had just opened for business, but the old dwarf Darak was already working with great enthusiasm.

"Sit there and wait a bit!"

Upon hearing Logan's voice, Dallak continued swinging his forging hammer.

Speaking of which, it's been a week since I last saw Darlak's son, Baron. The old dwarf Thorin and the fiery Papa have also been absent from the guild for some time.

While Dalark was being quenched, Logan casually asked about Baron's recent situation.

"Don't even mention it!" Dalark shook his hand, beads of sweat clinging to his thick beard. "That kid was with Thorin, that bastard. Last Saturday he raided a quilboar camp. He came back exhausted, like a dead dog, and it took him two whole days to recover."

"That's why, before dawn this morning, his mother dragged him by the ear to help out at the bakery."

"A bakery?"

Logan was somewhat puzzled.

"Doesn't Barron's mother usually lend you a hand at the blacksmith's shop?"

Dallak rolled his eyes dramatically.

"That woman already owns a bakery with Papa's mother! Otherwise, how do you think Barron, that taciturn guy, became so close to that wild girl Papa? It's all because they developed their friendship by working together since they were kids."

I see. Logan pictured the two people his age in his mind. It had been so long since he'd seen them. He should go visit them sometime.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Dalak came out, carrying a black wooden box.

The wooden box was opened.

A piece of jet-black, shiny leather armor was quietly presented before the two of them.

The leather armor has a matte black finish that absorbs all light, a characteristic of shadow leopard skin. Upon closer inspection, a thin and delicate lining is embedded inside the leather armor, with the edges perfectly stitched with fine spider silk, making it look like a work of art.

"Hurry up and tell your sweetheart to try it on!" Dallak proudly patted his chest. "I swear on my beard, this is absolutely my best work of the year!"

Logan gently touched the leather armor, and semi-transparent text appeared before his eyes.