I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 993

The soft radiance entered the palace with the night, like a delicate curtain, dazzling the sky, and as if a pair of soft wings were extended, a noble and holy young girl walked out of the radiance of life. With light steps, she lit up the carpet with soft light, and her voice was as soft and pleasant as silk rubbing against silk in everyone’s ears.
“Your Highness Goddess.”
Lafunoss placed her hands on her chest and bowed respectfully to the young girl. Behind her, the elven nobles showed excitement and ardor on their faces.
At the moment when the Black Moon tide was about to submerge everything, the Goddess of Life, who inherited the divine position of Shilushili, saved the elven kingdom from collapsing under the dark moon, and brought the brilliance of life back to the world of elves. This is a story known to every elf.
However, even though the elves once again possessed the favor of the Goddess, not many people had the opportunity to witness her noble face and sublime figure.
For the elven nobles present, this was the first time they had truly witnessed the Goddess’s descent. How could they suppress the excitement in their hearts?
Verafia nodded slightly, her gaze sweeping across Ig, who was also bowing to her. Her large golden eyes blinked at him subtly.
When Ig saw the Goddess looking at his face, a subtle expression flashed in her opulent eyes, which were as radiant as the golden moon. The corners of his mouth couldn’t help but turn up slightly.
The young girl’s gaze lingered for only a moment. She raised her head and walked out from beside him. Her waist-length golden hair flowed down like brilliant sunlight, and bathed in the soft radiance, it became even more delicate and holy. She raised her slender eyelashes, and her eyes, as beautiful as the stars and the moon, met the human opposite her, and she spoke softly:
“Human Duke, I have heard your discussion about me.”
The Goddess’s voice was as melodious as the most beautiful nightingale’s song, weaving a captivating melody, full of immersive gentleness and tranquility. However, the Elector Count’s face revealed immense solemnity. He lowered his head:
“It is indeed you. Goddess of the Elves, please forgive me for my offense.”
“I don’t mind,”
Verafia said. She tilted her head slightly, showing a gentle smile. Her words were still beautiful, and her gemstone-like beautiful golden eyes were adorned with a soft glow, making people feel calm and gentle, yet at the same time evoking an unparalleled reverence:
“However, Human Duke, My Knight andMy Citizens should inform you why I have come to this land.”
“Goddess of the Elves, please forgive me.”
The Elector Count said again, “However, please understand our concerns. We also have our own faith. The oracle of the God of Light makes us fearless of sacrifice, and we draw our swords against the cultists who usurp the sacred light. We are only grateful to you.”
“Are you afraid I will encroach upon the faith of light?”
Upon hearing his words, a hint of pleasure flashed in the Goddess of Life’s golden eyes. She slowly raised her eyes to look at him, her snow-white face showing a gentle smile. The young girl’s charming smile was as soft as a warbler’s cry, more beautiful than any music in the world. It fell into the Elector Count’s heart, but it was immensely oppressive, and cold sweat trickled down his face.
However, the Goddess of Life did not take advantage of this to attack. She merely said, “I have no intention of interfering with human faith.”
“Then what do you want to gain?”
“Tsk. Human Duke, do you think gods also have greed?”
Verafia couldn’t help but chuckle, but she quickly realized her impropriety and shook her head gently. “Elector Count, you have met Fatter before, and you should know what I seek. My friend is imprisoned by the hypocritical sacred light, and the darkness in Peka needs to be eliminated by me. This is my demand.”
“You…”
The Elector Count had not expected this noble Goddess to be so forthright. Recalling their conversation with the Magic Monarch Fatter, he couldn’t help but shake his head and give a wry smile. “Goddess of the Elves, it is indeed as you said. Lord Fatter once told me that someone as noble as you was once human and was friends with Princess Siya.”
“Siya once saved me, and I still consider her a friend,” Verafia said.
“No wonder. A friendship with a god, I wonder if it is good fortune or misfortune for Princess Siya?”
The Elector Count said, sighing deeply, he raised his face for the first time and looked directly at the Goddess’s exquisitely beautiful face. “What I said before was not false— now we draw our swords against the hypocritical sacred light. If you are willing, the Empire’s sword will advance with your brilliance towards Peka, which has fallen into darkness. But, Goddess of the Elves, I wonder, how will you treat the Empire?”
Ig, standing behind Verafia’s gentle radiance, raised his head.
He could tell that the Elector Count Duke in front of him was still speaking in a low tone, and in fact, he was still negotiating terms with Verafia. However, he still didn’t understand what that Young Lady truly wanted.
Just as Ig thought, Verafia raised her face, her gorgeous golden eyes flickered, and she said, “I have no intention of interfering with the Empire’s will. However, Siya will have her own choice, and I hope you will obey it.”
Upon hearing the Goddess’s words, the Elector Count was about to say something, but seeing the girl’s seemingly peaceful, yet unyielding eyes, he understood that this was the Elf Goddess’s bottom line. Unconsciously, he bowed and held up the sword in his hand.
“Holy Lord above, may His light protect us, and may your brilliance save the Empire from peril. Your Highness Goddess, the sword of Tirorathea is willing to serve you.”
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The Duke’s council hall was still in discussion. Verafia had no intention of staying long. After stating her oracle in the identity of a Goddess, she waved her slender hand to manipulate the radiance again, carved out her space with the laws of life, and got up to leave.
“Learning from Shilushili, acting like a Goddess is so tiring. Ugh, really, I’ve said it before, this young lady is not suited to playing the role of a Goddess… Stupid Ig, making me come out in person.”
Returning to her own world, Verafia’s mind moved, and the divine radiance of life condensed into a magnificent and comfortable palace according to her will. Then, without any regard for her divine image, she lay down on the soft sofa, her little head resting on her propped-up little hand, and looked at Ig who followed her with dissatisfaction.
In fact, she didn’t want to appear at first. Couldn’t Ig act as her envoy and convey the Goddess’s oracle in her place?
But this hateful attendant actually shirked such a glorious duty.
Ig looked at the Young Lady Goddess’s puffed-up little face, ruffled her small head under her delicate golden hair, and chuckled:
“After all, Young Lady is the true Goddess. With your nobility, if it weren’t for you appearing in person, the nobles of the Empire wouldn’t have submitted so easily.”
“Hmph, that’s a good point~”
Verafia was pleased with Ig’s flattery, and her beautiful golden eyes curved into a crescent moon. She landed on the ground, tiptoed, and looked at the nobles in the palace through the space she had opened. She couldn’t help but scoff.
“However, these human nobles are truly ridiculous. The war hasn’t even officially begun, and they are already starting to fantasize about dividing the spoils of victory. Facing Moon, do they think they have already won?”