Wayne took the opportunity of the surgery to once again examine Anastasia, leaving no corner unchecked, the investigation was incredibly thorough.
She was one of their own, sincerely regarded him with faith, and there was no possibility of betrayal.
"Could it really be that I’m overthinking this?"
Wayne frowned deeply, looking at Anastasia, who curled up on the co-pilot’s seat like a quail, and said, "Your Holiness, do you still have the qualifications to contact the Dark Goddess now?"
"I can contact her, it’s just... not as easy as before."
Anastasia spoke intermittently. The Holy Maiden was the Goddess’s incarnation in the Mortal World, able to heed the Divine Decree and bear the thoughts of the Goddess.
Moreover, while communication was two-way, the choice rested with the Goddess.
To give an improper comparison, like making a phone call to a leader, an employee is on standby 24 hours, always ready to listen to the leader’s golden words; on the contrary, when an employee calls the leader, they might encounter the leader being busy.
It was already difficult for Anastasia to contact the Dark Goddess, not only requiring extensive preparations but also facing the possibility of failure. Now, the probability of failure was even higher. Although she hadn’t tried yet, she was clear that the success rate would get lower and lower, until it was utterly impossible to get in touch with the Dark Goddess.
"So, the Goddess can still contact you now, right?"
Wayne muttered to himself with a headache and after some hesitation, he asked, "Is there a possibility that you have been of service to The Church for many years, you are tired, and you plan to lay down the role of Holy Maiden and live the life of an ordinary person from now on?"
Anastasia smiled bitterly; if she gave up her role as the Holy Maiden, there would be no cure for her—though she still wanted to struggle.
Of course, if it were an order from her faith, she would execute it without any complaints.
Hearing the voice in Anastasia’s heart, Wayne felt helpless. He did not want to order Anastasia to become like Saina step by step, but the hidden danger was too great, just in case the Dark Goddess suddenly...
Wayne took a deep breath, "Your Holiness, is there a possibility that you have already contacted the Dark Goddess?"
Anastasia shook her head, certain she had not done so. Having been cooped up in the Icebound Continent for a long time and with insatiable desires, she followed her longing to Lundan.
"After all, that’s a deity, if she doesn’t want you to know, then you wouldn’t know."
Wayne let out a wry smile, "It’s my fault, I shouldn’t have given your body back to you in the first place, then I wouldn’t have caught the attention of the Dark Goddess."
Anastasia’s face turned deathly pale, and she suddenly grabbed Wayne’s hand, "My faith, please believe me, I have no intention of betraying you."
Because of Wayne’s order, she could not address him as ’master’, generally, she would avoid Wayne’s name, and when it was unavoidable, she would choose other honorifics.
"I believe you, it’s just that, the Goddess... I don’t even know what she’s thinking."
Wayne thoughtfully withdrew his hand, sensing Anastasia’s self-loathing and negative emotions, and comforted her not to be sad.
After a while, because Wayne said too many kind words, Anastasia became confused.
Helplessly, he called for the Pale Nest and pushed Anastasia onto the surgery table once more.
Emotional fluctuations were intense, accelerating the evolution; it needed to be suppressed.
After the surgery was over, Wayne also made a decision.
Instead of continuing to doubt this and suspect that, unable to even sleep soundly, it was better to take the initiative and test whether the Dark Goddess had already made an appearance.
Wayne admitted, there was an element of gambling in his actions!
"Your Holiness, contact the Dark Goddess tonight..."
"I want to hear her voice!"
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