The shadow of a man crossing a dark corridor lengthened toward a certain door.

The door adorned with fancy patterns seemed to lead to a place where someone important in the royal palace resided.

“Hmm.”

Even without deliberately listening, the woman’s breath inside was quite rough.

Velloprophy, with blue eyes closed in the darkness, opened the door without knocking.

With a sudden sound, the entire scene inside the room froze.

In Velloprophy’s indifferent gaze, Deekper and Lawrence, who were entangled behind him, were engraved.

Velloprophy gave them a brief glance, casually walked, and stood in the middle as if he were the owner of the room.

“I have something to talk about. Should I go on like this, or should I wait?”

“……!”

Deekper glared at Velloprophy, who calmly asked in a calm voice, while Lawrence nervously shook his pupils.

Velloprophy, nonchalantly, clasped his fists as if he didn’t care how they saw him, and lightly kicked his leg sideways.

Although he seemed completely indifferent, the pressure of his massive body standing and looking down was tremendous.

His blue eyes flowed slowly from Deekper to Lawrence, who was tangled underneath Deekper.

“Hmm. It’s definitely not a scene that the Archangel would like.”

At the word ‘Archangel,’ Lawrence’s pupils shook.

Velloprophy, inwardly mocking that sight, spoke again.

“Well, that’s enough. I’ve come to tell you a story that might help.”

At the word ‘help,’ Deekper frowned.

“You’re talking nonsense.”

Velloprophy, known for having little interest in other beings even among the gods, moved with the rule of never touching anyone unless provoked.

“Do you think I’ll believe that you’ll help me?”

Deekper laughed again as if it was absurd even when reconsidered.

“Do you think I’ll believe that? What nonsense are you talking about?”

Velloprophy, looking at Deekper like that, didn’t even change his expression.

Instead, Velloprophy looked at Deekper, who was under him, through his blue hair that he slowly swept aside.

“Well, rather than nonsense, I’m a bit tired. If it weren’t for Lachrahan and Vercheria, everything would be peaceful.”

“Well, that’s true.”

Velloprophy glanced briefly at the direction of the bed, then turned his gaze as if to say, “When did this happen?”

Originally, he came to meet Lawrence.

Even when making the second promise with the Archangel, Deekper’s presence was not even considered.

I didn’t expect to find Deekper, who was inexplicably mixing with the Queen, as soon as I opened the door.

Even Velloprophy, who usually didn’t show any change in facial expression for most things, had to try hard not to be shaken.

‘If the Archangel finds out, this will also cause chaos.’

Despite appearances, Deekper seemed to have no thoughts at all.
However, Velloprophy also had no intention of spreading this fact to anyone.

Deekper would also be aware to some extent.

“I did say I’d help, but I just want to quickly handle all of this and return to my territory.”

“To the Dernasis Empire?”

“Yeah.”

From Velloprophy’s indifferent response, suspicion was dispelled from Deekper’s face, which had been skeptical all along.

Velloprophy’s desire to return to his territory was not unique to him alone.

Deekper also harbored a strong desire to quickly wrap up affairs in Periat and return to the Kingdom of Contana.

“I’ve been in Periat for too long.”

Deekper covered Lawrence’s body with a blanket and got up from the bed.

“Even humans get anxious when leaving home, not to mention that the protecting god has left that place unattended.”

Approaching Velloprophy’s bare body, Deekper pressed the back of his neck with his hand, looking up at him.

“When I think about it, even if I were Vercheria, it doesn’t make sense to leave my territory and marry those things. Don’t you think so?”

Deekper checked the position of the moon leaning outside the window, then turned his gaze back to Velloprophy.

“Maybe it would have been cleaner to just get rid of them from the beginning. In fact, that makes the most sense. After all, you can easily find other gods to replace the god of protection.”

“How can a god eliminate another god? Impossible…”

“As expected. You’re blocked.”

Deekper laughed amusingly, adjusting Velloprophy’s clothes with both hands.

“Why would a god eliminate another god? It should be humans who eliminate gods.”

It was a whisper that only Velloprophy could hear.

Deekper, smiling mischievously, lay on the bed and stared at Lawrence, who had been watching this scene.

The land that the gods protect reflects their personalities.

The reason why Dernasis, guarded by Velloprophy, has more wealth than any other continent.

And even the reason why Contar is called the land of savages.

“Don’t make that expression. I didn’t just sleep with Lawrence to make a weapon that can kill gods.”

Deekper’s brown eyes were sparkling in the darkness.

“I had to make Lawrence pay the price for daring to call me here.”

Velloprophy, facing Deekper, had narrowed his eyes slightly.

“It was all planned.”

“Isn’t that obvious?”