Chapter 143: Harbored dissatisfaction?

"A heavenly-level treasure?

How could you possibly have such a powerful sword in your hands?"

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Holy Emperor Lavinia had never imagined that all her magical techniques would be so effortlessly neutralized by Timothy.

And that sword!

"Boom!"

A sky-high blaze, carrying an overwhelming force, completely engulfed her own sword.

Far beyond Holy Emperor Lavinia's expectations, at that moment, Timothy suddenly threw down his sword, his right arm igniting with a brilliant golden glow.

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Thousands of leaves danced towards him, but the Phoenix Blade acted like a massive shield, blocking everything.

What followed was an unhesitating punch.

"Bang!"

A force of immense power suddenly struck, tearing apart Holy Emperor Lavinia's protective aura.

Her body could no longer hold up, falling like a kite with its string cut.

Amidst the thunderous noise, before Holy Emperor Lavinia could struggle to rise, Timothy's figure suddenly appeared next to her, the flame-engulfed Phoenix Blade pressed against her neck.

The blade hadn't moved, but a trickle of blood had already begun to flow.

"I... I lost?"

She had never anticipated this outcome.

She had stepped into the Ocean's Gate, commanded as a Holy Emperor, only to be defeated so decisively?

"Do what you will—kill or slash," Holy Emperor Lavinia said, staring intently at Timothy, seemingly unwilling to admit defeat.

"Are you sure?"

Timothy's sword-hand twitched, as if he was really about to strike.

If it had been anyone else, Timothy would have granted her death without hesitation.

However, this Holy Emperor Lavinia, who seemed to have grievances both against him and Goddess Sylvia, was clearly a bit different.

Timothy could faintly sense that her animosity towards the goddess wasn't genuine hatred,in fact, her relationship with the goddess was quite unusual.

"Just kill me, I've long since..."

Holy Emperor Lavinia's words were cut off as her gaze suddenly drifted into the distance.

At the same time, a chilling aura wafted from afar, mingled with a formidable divine presence that instilled fear.

Timothy couldn't help but turn around.

The newcomer was none other than Sylvia!

In an instant, the entire Red Moon Kingdom fell into solemn silence.

The citizens scattered across the land looked up, yet no one made a sound.

That immense pressure seemed enough to make everything bow in submission!

Under the watchful eyes of the entire Red Moon Kingdom, Sylvia slowly descended next to Timothy.

"Darling, you came so quickly?" Timothy said with a smile.

There were no other practitioners within the Red Moon Kingdom, and they were far enough apart that no one else could hear.

But that term of endearment, Holy Emperor Lavinia heard it loud and clear.

"Darling?

You!"

She stared in shock at Timothy and Sylvia.

"Let's go inside and talk."

With that, Sylvia grabbed Holy Emperor Lavinia by the collar and flew towards the distant royal palace's forbidden area.

Once they were alone, Timothy asked, puzzled, "Darling, why do I always feel that this little Holy Emperor's attitude is a bit off? What exactly is your relationship with her?"

"Oh, it's a long story."

Sylvia sighed deeply and said, "She was actually a disciple with excellent potential at Sky Sanctuary, and I even planned to choose her as a Saint Envoy for the Star Palace.

But, this girl harbored dissatisfaction towards me and left Sky Sanctuary on her own, never to return."

"harbored dissatisfaction?"

"That's right, just ask her."

"Hmph, Goddess Sylvia, it's been a long time."

Surprisingly, even in front of Sylvia, Holy Emperor Lavinia still showed some defiance: "Indeed, I do hold grievances against the Goddess, but only because she was at fault first!"

As she spoke, she clenched her fists, seemingly reluctant to revisit the past: "Goddess Sylvia has always been the greatest and most excellent person in my heart, and I once swore eternal loyalty to her.

But there's one thing I could never agree with.

I don't understand why someone as perfect as the Goddess, who should enjoy all the happiness in the world, would steadfastly refuse love and choose to be alone.

I couldn't bear to see the Goddess remain lonely, so I left Sky Sanctuary.

That's why I established this nation and spread these ideas, hoping to change her mind.

As long as the Goddess remains without a lover, I will continue to resist as the Holy Emperor of the Red Moon Kingdom.

Even if there's a slight chance, I can't bear to see such a perfect being end up alone!"

By the end, Holy Emperor Lavinia's eyes were filled with tears, clearly overwhelmed by emotion.

"I can't bear it, I just can't!"

"Lavinia, didn't you say you could see the threads of fate on others? Why don't you look at me now?" Just then, Sylvia suddenly spoke.

Lavinia was visibly startled, her eyes reddening as she looked up, puzzled.

But when she used her unique ability to see the threads of fate on Sylvia, she was instantly stunned.

At that moment, Sylvia was entwined with numerous threads of fate.

Moreover, these threads were tightly bound around her, seemingly unshakeable by anything.

Most importantly, upon closer inspection, Lavinia was shocked to find that these seemingly numerous threads were actually just one.

Just one thread of fate could be so long and tightly wound—how unbreakable must this bond be!

Lavinia was astounded, her belief shaken to the core.

Then, a surge of joy overwhelmed her: "Goddess Sylvia, do you... have a boyfriend?"

Sylvia nodded slightly.

"Goddess!"

Tears streamed down her face, and in an instant, Lavinia lost all her previous defiance, crying like a child.

The reason she had left Sky Sanctuary was that she couldn't bear to see Sylvia without any threads of fate touching her.

But she never imagined that after a century, not only had the Goddess changed her mind, but the thread of fate was also so tightly wound!

"Goddess, my Goddess, I was wrong." Lavinia's cries were a mix of sorrow and relief.

With a deliberate divine tone, Sylvia commanded: "Lavinia, massage my shoulders."

"Yes!"

"Lavinia, bring me a glass of water."

"Yes!"

Lavinia bustled about diligently, yet she seemed extremely happy.

At this moment, there was no trace of the Holy Emperor's pride or dissatisfaction with Sylvia.

In her busyness, she found great joy.

"Goddess, please forgive my previous rash actions."

Outside the palace, Lavinia led thousands of citizens in bowing down.

Although she dared not reveal the secret of the Goddess's boyfriend to anyone.

Leading the people in their reverence, Lavinia looked at Timothy with a hint of a smile.

At this moment, her long-held wish was finally fulfilled.

[Ding, Holy Emperor Lavinia's century-long wish fulfilled, reward received: "Oak Leaf"!]