Originally, Eve's face was filled with rage at the mention of Adam, but upon hearing this answer, she once again fell silent.
Death snuffs out the light, rendering past grievances meaningless.
Yeah, mortals can't live for 500 years. The only ones still alive besides the last deity on earth like her are probably her demigod daughters who inherited her divine blood.
Looking at the daughter who came to find her, the Goddess of the Moon fell silent. For someone who has weathered countless storms, she didn't know how to face this daughter at this moment.
Meanwhile, Dorothy could tell from Miss Nun's reaction that she hadn't found the wrong person. This really was her birth mother in this Night of the Witch.
Although her birth mother seemed inexplicably silent and tense, Dorothy was surprisingly not that nervous.
After all, her birth mother might be a first-time mom, but she wasn't a first-time mom-seeker. Once unfamiliar, twice familiar. She wouldn't be as flustered as she was when she first faced Mother Dragon.
"Adam said you abandoned him and me. Is that true?"
Dorothy pondered for a moment and then asked directly.
Although Miss Nun's earlier reaction made it clear that Adam was up to his old tricks, it didn't stop Dorothy's burning curiosity.
Not just her, but even the Hat Senior Sister on top of her head, and Denisha, were curiously watching the long-separated mother and daughter reunion.
"He's talking nonsense. How dare that shameless mortal call himself my husband..."
Hearing this, Eve got agitated again. She angrily refuted but fell silent again halfway through.
She struggled with her expressions for a long while before finally taking a deep breath and seriously looking at her daughter.
"Adam only told half the lie. He wasn't my husband, but you are indeed my daughter, and I did abandon you."
Eve, wearing a stern face, regained the cold demeanor of the Moon God and spoke firmly.
"Although your birth was entirely an accident due to Adam's incompetence, I am indeed your mother, and I should have taken on the responsibility of raising you. It was I who abandoned this responsibility."
"If there's a next life, I will surely choose to be a good mother. But unfortunately, my daughter, I have a mission more important than you. If I had to choose between staying to raise you and continuing my mission, no matter how many times I chose, my answer wouldn't change. I won't ask for your forgiveness; I have indeed wronged you."
Having confessed in one breath, the Goddess of the Moon sighed in relief. She then seriously looked at her daughter, awaiting her daughter's scolding and resentment.
This was the sin she committed, so it was only natural for her daughter to hate and resent her. She was willing to bear it.
"Mhmm, I know. I forgive you. So, what exactly happened back then? Could you tell me in detail? Oh, and Mother Superior, please don't stand. Come sit and talk slowly. Do you want some snacks?"
Across from her, Dorothy had already pulled out a tea table full of snacks and three chairs and extended this invitation.
At this moment, even the well-experienced Goddess of the Moon was utterly speechless.
Just how did Adam raise this child? How did she turn out ?
...the Goddess of the Moon fumed and shivered...