"Good work." A deep baritone voice echoed inside a palace not located in the mortal's realm.

Towards the man who just spoke, a pair of cold golden eyes glared. Those enchanting eyes belonged to a woman of peerless appearance and elegance. She was floating on top of a gigantic and complicated magic circle giving off an intense bright yellowish light. The sight made her appear so holy and pure.

It was to be expected since she was the embodiment of holiness. She was no other than the esteemed Goddess of Light.

However, so many things were odd about this famous goddess right now. Her breathing was very erratic and she couldn't stop shaking. Her distance from the ground where the magic circle kept lessening as she slowly descended. When she closed her eyes and slumped on the ground, she hung her head low, trembling.  

'Good work?'

The Goddess of Light had just finished summoning the Saintess. But she was not pleased.

In her heart, fury and unwillingness kept bubbling up. Yet she also felt very powerless since the affair just now drained all of her meager divine power.

"One day, I will really kill you and avenge myself!"

A reply came after a dozen of seconds from somewhere she couldn't see. It sounded so unconcerned. "Before you swear something, observe first if you have the capability, dearest Goddess of Light."

A look of humiliation and indignance flashed across the woman's beautiful face. If she could only tear the flesh and bones of the other supreme being talking down to her, she would have definitely done so ages ago.

"I'll be leaving now. Good luck, recovering your power, and don't forget to watch the human realm and assist the girl you just summoned."

"Bastard!" Her voice full of anger, she shouted.

Silence pervaded in the surroundings after that.

"Bastard?" The Goddess once again called out. But now in an inquisitive tone. Her face alertly wandered around for some time.

When she confirmed the presence of the other was no more, she erased the wary and serious expression on her face and then stood up.

She looked around more, checking every nook and cranny of her gigantic room. When she felt like it was now completely safe from other eyes, the corner of her lips lifted up.

Then she began laughing until she ended up clutching her stomach.

She then sneered and laughed before elegantly twirling around. "Done finally! That damnable unkillable geezer won't look for me for at least a hundred years!"

The Goddess looked very happy, a complete opposite of her expression earlier. Apparently, she was faking her indignance and fury for a reason only she knew.

Now that the unseen being that confined her in that lonely and cold palace was no longer monitoring her from an unknown corner, her real feelings were showing.

In her glee, she didn't notice that she was approaching the window to her room which would only lead to a never-ending sea of clouds.

When she was about to reach it, her body was forcibly stopped by something. That interrupted her good mood, causing her to frown and look down on her feet.

"Geez."

Annoyed, she turned back, heading towards the huge body-size mirror. As she walked, cold metal sounds kept ringing in her ear, reminding her that there was no way for her to leave the palace due to the chains connected to her left ankle.

Fuming she vowed in her heart not to fail her plan. She really looked forward to her freedom and would go to any lengths to grasp it.

Using her little remaining divine power, she created a bed and laid her back on it before making the gigantic mirror to float up so she could watch the scenes there while in the bed.

The images currently reflected was her prophet exiting the summoned girl's room and meeting the anxious-looking Rumina Bolden on the hallway coincidentally.

"Her again?"

The color of her face darkened a bit and her mind subconsciously tried to connect to Luke Wade's.

A couple of moments later, she froze and then started trembling in anger, this time, for real.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!! Why did I forget the summoning will drain even my mind power?!!!" 

While flailing her limbs in the air and hugging her head, she cried.

"I won't be able to contact him for six months!"

Now, even though, she should celebrate because completing the order of that guy would amount to not being bothered and ordered around for another hundred years, she could no longer find the mood for it.

As she looked at the interaction between the young man and girl in the mirror, she felt sullen. And this worsened after she remembered that Luke Wade only had less than a year to live.

"... It's only six months... which should pass by quickly." After thinking for a moment, the Goddess of Light sat up in her bed and murmured. "In six months, I hope that saintess doesn't use the wish given to her by the Creator..."

"Once I recover, the first person I'll try to contact will be her."

...

The appearance of the Saintess was a joyous event. The Empire was in a jubilant state and many were looking forward to better days that Su Luxi would usher.

Not few made speculations on what she would and could do. Would she unite the continent? Or campaign to banish all non-believers from the Empire? Or rule the world?

It might have been a good thing that the Goddess only gifted her the ability to understand the language of the Empire a month later. The expectations would have crushed her otherwise, without her accomplishing anything.

The Holy Church officially instated her as the Saintess on the same day that she arrived.

That was the last time Jiang Li acted as her interpreter. After that, he vanished from the scene and let the leads, the Emperor, the Pope, and the Saintess be the focus of the world.