Chapter 1007 - 4: There’s Still Hope!

Chapter 1007: Chapter 4: There’s Still Hope!

The road is deep, the lake is tranquil, without a ripple.

The surface of the lake acts like a smooth mirror, reflecting the surrounding forest and the stars and moon in the sky. Unconsciously, it is again the deep of night, and everything is silent.

BOOM!!

Suddenly, an ear-splitting noise comes from nowhere!

It sounds like a sudden thunder over flat ground, the earth even rumbles with the vibration!

It’s as if space itself warped momentarily, and the invisible atmosphere above the forest instantly rippled visibly like folds appearing when air is violently squeezed, startling flocks of birds into soaring from the woods and quickly dispersing!

"..."

"..."

Everything arrives quickly and fades just as fast.

It’s as if it all calms down just like that, swiftly returning to tranquility.

Moments later, Guinevere nervously grasping her skirt hem, peeks out from the cabin, seemingly confirming something, then quickly rushes out. She immediately sees that young man on the lakeside soil, deftly searching for something.

"Right there..."

"Quick, quick! Oh! Hurry up!!"

"She’s about to return!!"

Urging him, Guinevere runs to the young man’s side, stops to catch her breath slightly while holding her slender knees, then lifts her eyes to watch his actions in anxiety, unable to resist glancing around nervously.

It’s like they are taking advantage of the night to commit some misdeed, secretly keeping watch—

In any case, her behavior brings forth a tense and exciting atmosphere.

"I’m working on it, don’t rush..."

"You’re too slow! We won’t make it at this rate..." Guinevere tries to lower her voice but can’t suppress her anxious feelings. She almost jumps in her haste while nervously observing her surroundings, fearful that the hateful Goddess will return soon.

—Indeed, Athena was just lured away...

—After half a month, finally she found an opportunity now...

Moreover, Athena will surely react quickly, this unique opportunity is fleeting, victory or defeat hinges on this moment, rather tight situation indeed. If she misses it, she won’t get another chance, she’ll surely face direct reincarnation...

Acknowledging this, Guinevere has been enduring all this time.

Being under the eaves, one has to lower their head is one reason; another crucial reason is to lull the Goddess, minimizing her alertness.

For this, she has borne humiliation and carried the weight, swallowed insults and accepted compromises.

Frankly speaking, it’s a tale of bitter tears.

Just half a month ago, she was a dignified Queen of Witches, known as Divine Ancestor in the Mysterious World.

Even if she doesn’t compare to the level of Gods and Demon Kings, often scorned by such figures, she was still above many others. Countless Magicians seek the divine, wisdom, immortality, and more all their lives, yet she naturally reached this domain from the beginning.

Although not a true Divine Spirit...

She was innately a noble existence—

This significance is far greater than any noble woman, any Magic Association’s heiress. Princesses, Queens, all typical noblewomen in comparison lose competitive edge, appearing dim beside her.

After all, the so-called Divine Ancestor’s former self was truly Earth Mother Goddess.

Guinevere’s past, in her heyday, was not a bit inferior to Athena; a dead camel might still be larger than a horse, a normal thing after all...

As such a rare gem, Guinevere naturally hasn’t faced such indignation before, only during this half month has she been dreadfully struggling, feeling overwhelmed... Because Athena shows no shred of kindness, her ridicule is constant.

This is a restrained show, at least the Goddess uses words instead of force, not tearing Guinevere apart on sight.

Of course, Athena has reasons to be hostile toward Guinevere.

After all, truth remains unchanged, everyone should understand the principle that traitors can be more hateful than enemies...

To Athena, Guinevere is a traitor, looking at her is revolting.

A former comrade, yet so shameless, being the descendant of the earth, a sworn enemy of the steel since mythological times... Yet Guinevere fell to this level, not choosing to oppose or resist, instead humbling herself to serve that God of Steel.

If not for needing this Divine Ancestor’s knowledge of the Holy Grail, aiding in using the Grail’s power— the Goddess surely entertains clearing her house...

"If you won’t help, at least don’t interfere, don’t obstruct me..."

Faced with the anxious blonde girl, Gu Mo dismisses her like a buzzing fly, signaling her to stay aside, not obstructing him.

"You!..."

Guinevere bites her lip, seeming a bit infuriated but quickly regaining composure. If it were ten days ago, she might mind the rudeness but now she doesn’t, everyone is familiar by now, sharing the same fate.