Chapter 1148 - 534: Clearly Coveting My Body

Chapter 1148: Chapter 534: Clearly Coveting My Body

Was it a subtle sense of possessiveness or protection that even Fulingya herself might not have fully realized?

This was unlike the usual, unconditional and egalitarian love the Forest Goddess had for her followers.

Was this partiality truly just out of gratitude towards the Godslayer?

She had her doubts about that.

"Hehe, so to say..."

Betera drew out her words, gracefully leaping off the swing, barefoot stepping onto the glowing moss, drawing closer to Fulingya step by step.

"You kept him away from me, was this protection of his merely out of ’respect’?"

"My dear Fulingya, I didn’t know, when did you become so... observant of propriety?"

She tilted her head, putting on a pouty expression, but her eyes gleamed with a mischievous light, as if she’d found an interesting toy.

"Or is it that, deep down, you really don’t wish for me to have any contact with that brave mortal?"

"Isn’t it?"

Fulingya’s heart lightly skipped a beat.

!!!

Betera’s playful words were like a thin needle, precisely piercing a vague corner of her subconscious.

Subconsciously she wanted to refute, yet found herself unable to find a word more apt and convincing than ’respect’.

"I..."

Seeing Fulingya silent, Betera’s smile grew brighter, her interest all the more piqued.

She was intrigued.

This Goddess of Love was always carefree, without a strong desire for Herbert, more out of habitual flirtatiousness.

If it worked out, it did; if not, so be it.

But now, Fulingya’s unusual reaction made the matter exceptionally interesting.

She had seen too many expressions like this!

As the God of Love, she knew all too well the state the other was currently in.

Fulingya had not yet developed true love for Herbert, not admiration, more like a faint affection.

Don’t underestimate this little bit of affection!

This seeming trifling affection, for young people, was already rare, enough to influence many critical decisions, leading to different outcomes.

It’s known that countless poignant loves all started from this little bit of affection!

The sweetness of the budding of love! It’s truly irresistible~

Ordinarily, Betera would watch over and nurture this yet-to-sprout ’seed of love’.

But now, due to a certain sense of being guarded against, she decided to give it a little push.

So wary of me, are you!

"Oh well, oh well~"

Betera sighed, her expression appearing even more ’saddened’, even carrying a hint of being wronged by a friend.

"I understand now, in your heart, I’m merely a promiscuous goddess who toys with mortal emotions carelessly."

"Alas! How heartbreaking this is..."

Fulingya, hearing this, really wanted to retort with "Aren’t you?", but stopped herself short.

She didn’t want to argue either.

For Betera’s free lifestyle, she could not understand, but respected and blessed it.

"It seems I’ve disturbed you, Fulingya, I thought our friendship would make you understand me a bit more..."

The God of Love sighed sadly, muttering to herself, "Perhaps, I should find my own way to know him?"

She advanced by retreating, her tone perfectly portraying a sense of loss.

This feigned posture indeed placed pressure on Fulingya.

If possible, she too wished not to have discord with Betera, after all, she was a powerful Divine not to be underestimated.

Moreover, she especially did not want Betera to really go behind her back and do something.

If she privately contacted Herbert, she would have no way to stop it!

"...Tsk."

A sense of undefined agitation and a desire to prove something gripped her.

Perhaps it was to prove her impartiality or her lack of selfish motives.

"Betera, it is not like that..."

Fulingya took a deep breath, trying to explain, but under the love goddess’s seemingly omniscient gaze, her words seemed feeble.

A feeling of being cornered made her breath quicken slightly.

On impulse, she made an incredibly dangerous decision without much thought.

"I will personally summon Herbert to the Holy Sanctuary."

Fulingya’s voice carried a hint of tension, as if announcing a major decision not fully thought through.

"He has achieved merit, and should naturally be rewarded, I... I will personally ask his wishes and see what reward he wants."

"Power, wealth, status, even the Divine Position, or perhaps an opportunity to be close with the Goddess..."

"No matter what he chooses, I will respect his wishes and strive to fulfill them."

When she finished speaking, even she was taken aback.

Eh, what did I just say?

This thought might have existed for a while, but certainly not intended to be hastily executed under provocation, at this time and place.

But a Divine’s declaration, once spoken, was difficult to take back.

"Hehe~ That’s more like it!"

In Betera’s eyes flashed a hint of triumphant pleasure, but outwardly she immediately played it off, her smile once more radiant.

"The just Forest Goddess ought to grant her warrior the most desired reward~ so I shall not disturb your preparation."

She put a subtle emphasis on the word "preparation", playfully winking.

Then her form turned into particles of light, dissipating into the air, leaving only a faint, whimsical laughter.

The Holy Sanctuary returned to quiet, but Fulingya’s heart was completely in a turmoil.

"..."

She stood in place, unmoving for a long time, until she confirmed Betera’s presence was completely "gone".