Chapter 179
Return of the Goddess
I concentrated on internal affairs in Ashtaroth castle until I learned more about the ants. However, several weeks had now passed, but there was no report from Fuma Kotaro.
The enemy must be very good if someone as capable as Kotaro was having trouble with acquiring information.
Perhaps the enemy had a great tactician working for them.
The thought occurred to me, and I was apparently correct.
One night, as I fell asleep, the goddess came to me in a dream.
It was the goddess that I met when I came to this world.
She would occasionally visit and give me warnings.
And so this time too, she appeared suddenly and said,
Ah, Ashta. Its been awhile.
She talked lightheartedly, as if she was just a relative of mine.
And she was eating a piece of fried chicken.
Is that?
I asked. And she smiled and said, Of course.
This is the fried chicken that your town has become famous for. Ah! It is so delicious. But it also depends on which piece you get. I feel rather sad when I get a dry breast piece.
She then urged me to ban such pieces, but Demon King or not, I could not pass such idiotic laws.
She clicked her tongue in annoyance, but quickly returned to her usual expression. Then she seductively licked her oily fingers.
Does this excite you? She asked. But I ignored her.
Well, I didnt come here to buy more chicken.
Then why are you here?
Obviously, to give you a warning.
I think that Ive been doing pretty well, living as a Demon King.
Im not here to complain about how youve been doing things. If anything, youve been doing so well that I want you to keep living.
I will do that.
Ive been watching you a lot lately. Its a good way to kill time.
Was I supposed to be flattered?
As I wondered what to say, she finally got to the point, which was unusual for her.
Whats the real reason?
Because I made a bet with a friend, and put all of this months allowance on you.
She was certainly not an upstanding goddess. But I didnt say this, and thanked her instead.
While it wasnt the important part, thank you for the valuable information. I will search for them in the morning and try to make contact.
Good. It will be your last chance to see them before the fight. Ah, dont tell them that it was I that told you.
Ill keep that in mind. By the way, there is one last thing I need to say.
What? A confession of love?
No. Your mouth is covered in grease. You should probably wipe it.
It was from the chicken she had been eating earlier.
The goddess wiped her mouth with a napkin and said, goodbye before disappearing.
When I woke up the next morning, I was all alone. But there was a depression in the bed, and some warmth.
At first I wondered if Jeanne had snuck in again, but it was not the case. Jeanne would have stayed until morning.
It was probably the goddess then. But I felt no affection at the thought.
If anything, I thought of her more as a sister.
She felt like a closer relation than Jeanne or Eve.
Though, if she really were my sister, then the days would be even more chaotic.
As I thought about what I had learned during the night, I heard Eve knocking on the door.
She then pushed in a silver cart with tea and breakfast on it.
I said good morning to my beautiful maid, and told her that I was canceling my plans for the day.
She looked surprised for a second but did not object.
But she did ask for the reason.
And so I told her clearly.
A friend is visiting from far away. And I want to talk to him about strategy.
Eve smiled at this.
Well then, I hope you have an enjoyable day.
She smiled. And amidst the clean morning air, she looked like a beautiful church painting.
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