When Ethan announced that the opponent was the God of Trickery, Kadra, Rowena spent five minutes reflecting on her actions over the past few months. Since moving into the mansion in the Imperial Capital, had she done anything excessive?
Doesn’t seem like it, right?
The only thing she could think of was when she haggled with vegetable vendors at the market using made-up Eastern Continent myths and legends, but...
That shouldn’t be a capital offense!
That’s what Rowena thought. Clearly, there were better candidates in the team to go up against the God of Trickery. She believed Ethan could definitely defeat Kadra, and Lindong wasn’t bad either. If all else failed, they could make a trip back to the Imperial Capital to bring Old An—that was a true Old God, and He hadn’t liked the God of Trickery for a long time.
"Old Sen, I don’t think this is necessary."
Upon hearing Kadra’s name, Rowena stiffened like a startled little animal.
She had indeed had thoughts of changing her faith, but when faced with the real God of Trickery, she still felt intimidated. After all, that was her faith, whose name she had memorized when she learned her first basic magic.
"No, this task can only be completed by you."
Rowena prepared for the worst, "Then you want me to die! Will there be a chance for a resurrection match?"
"If that’s the case, you’re bound to lose."
Ethan felt Rowena seemed a bit too pessimistic, losing the momentum she had when she vowed to advance to Saint before setting off. This meant that Kadra would certainly see her weaknesses.
Through observation of the Scholar, Silver Fox, and Rowena, he gradually understood the norms of how the God of Trickery’s followers interacted and the reason why that person claimed to the world that he was Kadra himself—a deception that, with some means, could fool any follower of the God of Trickery, even the Scholar.
The Scholar mentioned in her manuscript that the most grandiose lie she could conceive was to fake her death, fooling everyone in the Mage Tower, and wait for Ethan and others to come and wake her. However, such ambition, when placed in front of Kadra who had stolen the God of Trickery’s name, could only be described as minor by comparison.
"This is the rule left by the God of Trickery. If you want to advance further, you must be prepared to deceive everyone."
Without an oath, there’s no risk of breaking one.
Even if comrades end up confronting each other with blades in the end, it is still within the tacit bounds of the rules.
Compared to the Knight Lord’s legacy, Ethan thought the God of Trickery treated His followers almost like raising venomous creatures. Today’s Kadra might be exactly the result He was happy to see.
Inheriting His knowledge, unwilling to share it with anyone, any person who touched the "treasure" would be schemed against by him, just like the Scholar.
In fact, Ethan had never met Kadra and didn’t know his character, so he could only deduce Kadra’s motives through known clues, which also involved the rules set by the God of Trickery himself.
"Only the winner has the right to inherit everything."
"This... Isn’t this too dark? Isn’t the God of Trickery a true deity?"
Rowena stammered a question.
This seems like a rule set by an Evil God. Even renowned Evil Gods like Old Ba and Old Xin emphasize competition and cooperation among followers, rather than concentrating power with one individual who oppresses all followers.
Ethan: "This is just one of the possibilities."
"I mean, how could a true deity possibly..."
"But now, this is the only possibility. Only when you are firmly convinced that everything you say is true can you deceive Kadra."
Ethan’s words left Rowena stunned, as he seriously stared at her and asked, "This is a good question, Rowena. Why would a true deity leave rules more cruel than those of an Evil God?"
When confronting Kadra, Kadra would certainly pose the same question, and any hesitation or flaw would make Rowena’s lies crumble.
"That’s because... uh, how about we first check some records in the Star Observatory?"
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If Rowena had given the answer from the books, she would surely be seen through by Kadra. "All the books you can look at, he has already read, and some he even deliberately left there. His knowledge and experience far exceed yours. Think carefully, how can you possibly deceive such an opponent?"
Behind them, Lindong was appreciating the confrontation between the two, holding up a fruit platter on his lap and conjuring with magic several dozen cherries, which he savored keenly.
Ethan had once again entered his zone.
He always had many inspirations, seemingly from nowhere, and describing it as astonishing wisdom wouldn’t be an exaggeration. This scene made it hard for one to tell who was the true follower of the God of Trickery.
If this were an oil painting, Lindong thought the title could even be "The God of Trickery Guiding a Follower."
Seeing Rowena once again wide-eyed, speechless, and reactive, Ethan sighed helplessly.
If Rowena were to be described as a small animal, she would belong to the harmless kind, so stunned when truly scared that she’d freeze on the spot, even forgetting to breathe.
Such a harmless little creature would only be easily manipulated by the cunning fake Kadra.
"The answer is to tell the truth, only the truth you yourself believe can possibly deceive the other party."
Ethan had already succeeded once.
He spoke through the mouth of Silver Fox, recounting only what had truly happened.