Chapter 175: 30 The Goddess of Beauty in Marriage and Division

Chapter 175: Chapter 30 The Goddess of Beauty in Marriage and Division

Sitting in the stone chair, Laine and his companions simply watched in the round mirror how Prometheus and his human students deceived the deities.

It must be said, purely in terms of execution, the Forethinker was remarkable indeed.

He knew how to avoid risks, how to probe, and how to keep secrets, which were rare abilities among the gods. Laine could almost foresee that, had he been a mortal rather than a deity, he would have lived a smooth life for the most part, and at the moment of welcoming death, mocked the foolishness of the deities for not seeing through his little trick.

But he was a god, and this made his actions look anything but clever. He was bound to be punished one day in the future, sooner or later.

“Your brother will be back soon.”

Having stored away the High-Grade Artifact imbued with the authority of [Space], Laine glanced at Epimetheus beside him and took his leave.

“But rest assured, we will keep our lips sealed about everything we saw today.”

It must be said, in the absence of divine power, the usefulness of these artifacts was greatly amplified.

“Then I will not see you out...”

Watching the two about to depart, Epimetheus hesitated for a moment, but still asked,

“However, stranger, in your opinion, how will the Divine King punish my brother in the future?”

The two unfamiliar deities had never been seen by him before. Perhaps they came from the Underworld, or from the stars, or even the depths of the Spirit Realm, but their coincidental appearance here undoubtedly proved that they were no commoners.

“Well, I guess... he will not punish Prometheus.”

With a slight smile, Laine looked at Liana beside him.

“What do you think, why is that?”

So it was not just his brother, but he himself had to bring disasters upon humanity.

“Thank you for your wisdom, stranger deity. Might I be fortunate enough to learn your name?”

Rising to offer a slight bow, Epimetheus asked.

But across from him, Laine declined.

“There’s no need. To be honest, I don’t really like you.”

Standing up, Laine could already faintly see Prometheus rushing over.

“If your brother prides himself on his wisdom, always doing things that he shouldn’t, then you are just the opposite. You clearly could have changed something, yet you do not wish to change at all.”

“I have no reason to reproach you, as this is merely a difference in how individuals approach the world. But a deity like you, who may well care only for himself, is certainly not what I need, the kind of life capable of accomplishing extraordinary feats.”

Gently shaking his head, Laine signaled to Liana, then turned to leave. Behind him, Epimetheus seemed to want to say something but in the end held back.

Just as the stranger deity said, in the past, he seemed to have advised Prometheus, advised Atlas, but it was only superficial.

‘Matters unaddressed, awaiting destiny’s command,’ would be the perfect description of him. Perhaps feeling that his own abilities were limited and unable to bring about change, he opted to simply drift along, saving himself only.

“Alas—”

Epimetheus sighed and leaned back in his chair, lost in thought once again.

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“It’s truly incomprehensible yet logically sound.”

Walking on the well-trodden dirt road, Laine was somewhat reflective.

Regarding why Prometheus would do such a thing, he was initially baffled. Had the Forethinker never considered that a deity might whimsically descend to the mortal world to witness the mortals’ worship firsthand?