I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 710

The girl with ice-blue hair had a clear voice. She slightly lowered her face and bowed to the golden-haired girl.
— For the twenty years spent in the human world, although the contact was not much, in Kasi Let’s cognition, this was a posture of showing respect.
Verafia blinked her gold eyes curiously, sizing up with keen interest the girl who seemed to have emerged from the frost:
“Hmm, this is our second meeting? But, even though you only have a position, you can manipulate the power of frost. As expected…”
“Last time, were you preparing to remind us?”
The girl called Kasi Let did not possess any demon power, yet Verafia’s eyes had seen the scene of her blocking the descending spear blade of the Frost Calamity Knight.
Undoubtedly, the Frost Calamity that enveloped the entire world, wantonly devouring cities, originated from the same source as the girl.
This did not truly belong to her, yet was sufficient to command. Even the incarnation of the Frost God had fallen before her, shattering into ordinary ice chunks.
Before this, Verafia had already suspected the relationship between the “North Wind Witch” and the “Frost God”… Now, witnessing it firsthand clearly proved her judgment.
“Holdell. She and I were born simultaneously, with the same flaws. However, only she possesses the power.”
The witch’s voice was brief. Verafia gently nodded her butterfly head, indicating she understood.
After the Frost Calamity, the deity in charge of frost power was incomplete, only possessing divine power but lacking the corresponding position… Naturally, the missing position was held by this North Wind Witch.
As the other side of the Frost God, Kasi Let, though having the position, was also regarded as the master by the power of frost.
This was also why Verafia, after splitting the ice-sealed sky of the Frost Calamity’s domain and sensing Kasi Let’s discovery of their position, showed a relaxed expression.
But suddenly, her delicate eyebrows furrowed briefly.
“Kasi Let said she and the god behind the Frost Calamity, Holdell, were born at the same time. She should only be a newborn deity…”
Verafia recalled the scene where the Frost Calamity was eyeing them because of the priest named “Olm.” She raised her head. The incarnation of the Frost God had already fallen, but the feeling of being watched still remained.
Obviously, within the scope of the Frost Calamity, the power of this god had not ended.
But what Verafia cared about was far from it.
“How can a mere newborn deity be so attuned to fate and karma… But if not, is it just a coincidence?”
After thinking for a while, Verafia could not find a reasonable explanation and finally shook her head.
Kasi Let gazed at the girl’s little face, then suddenly lowered her head and spoke softly: “Your power has grown much stronger.”
“That should be the case.”
A hint of dimness flashed in Verafia’s gold eyes. She gently held her slender, tender little hand.
What Kasi Let was referring to was the power of a deity’s position.
However, Verafia herself knew that this did not belong to her, but rather to Herafir, the “Flame God King,” as her authority.
During the previous Frost Calamity, although Verafia was very restrained, she had touched her authority to some extent. This had also begun to manifest more quickly within her body.
If she were to truly unseal her divine power, she might become stronger than Lichen was when facing Lancaster, but that was not what Verafia wanted at all.
Her fingertips lightly touched the scepter in her hand. A fine, smooth sensation met her fingertips.
However, the Mistetinn’s Staff, in my hand… a scepter comparable to the “Sword of Destruction,” can at least suppress her power as much as possible.
The revival of flame, even for a goddess, was a fact that Verafia herself could hardly change.
Perhaps, even Herafir herself would find it difficult to slow it down.
Verafia hoped that with this staff, she could gain as much control as possible when she finally awakened.
Suddenly, she felt Kasi Let’s gaze fall upon the scepter she held in her slender hand.
“Wait, Kasi Let, do you want this scepter?”
If, as Cardinal Bro said, the Mistetinn’s Staff grew on frost before the meteor of flame fell, and Kasi Let, as part of the frost god, should rightfully possess it.
However, for her own sake and for the boy beside her, Verafia could not return the staff to her.
Seeing the girl’s white little face puff up slightly, Kasi Let blinked her ice-blue eyelashes and said softly, hugging the scepter with both hands:
“The ‘Scepter of Life’ indeed grew from the frost land. However, please don’t worry, it does not belong to Holdell or myself… Even if you gave it to me, I would not be able to use it.”
“Is that so…”
Because her thoughts were seen through and spoken out so directly by Kasi Let, Verafia’s little face, holding the long staff, blushed deeply, heating up a little.
However, didn’t Kasi Let say that the Mistetinn’s Staff was not born with the frost god?
A trace of doubt appeared in Verafia’s eyes.
Kasi Let turned her face, this time looking at the boy standing beside Verafia.
Her voice hesitated for a long time, but she still softly uttered from her lips: “You… are the boy who was with her before?”
“Miss Kasi Let, you still remember me?”
Ig said with some surprise.
The seemingly cool, frost-haired girl before them was half of a deity. However, the reason why Ig addressed her with respect was not just that.
The girl, known as the “witch,” had just shattered the spear aura of the Frost God’s incarnation. And in the twenty years prior to this, even when misunderstood and hunted, she had never stopped fighting against the Frost Calamity.
However, after uttering a sound, Kasi Let merely gazed at him.
Only after Ig became somewhat flustered did a clear voice emerge in the night sky:
“You are a human. Although you are not ordinary, and there are many things I see that I don’t understand, and some familiarities I don’t comprehend. But you are still a human. Clearly, you shouldn’t be by her side.”
Ig froze. Kasi Let rarely conversed with humans, and even her crisp, pleasant voice sounded somewhat stiff and intermittent.
However, such presumptuous words did not evoke any anger in Ig.
Whether it was her words or her face beneath the frost-like hair, Kasi Let was revealing a strong curiosity without any reservation.
“This…”
Ig suddenly recalled the first snowy night he arrived on this continent, he came alone to him and Verafia, and the first thing she asked was if they were “lovers.”
It seemed this demigoddess could not understand why a human could follow by Verafia’s side.
“She is a goddess… but she lets you stay by her side. And she has given up many things.”
Kasi Let did not wait for Ig’s reply, seeming to be speaking to herself. The witch slightly raised her cheek, as if a hint of enlightenment appeared.
“If that’s the case, then she must love you very much.”