Chapter 312: Chapter 312 The bottomless lower limit_1
"Don’t put it that way, actually the person genuinely responsible for summoning you and cramming you into this body, and who also split up your divinity, was Melissa. Although the idea was actually mine, if we’re speaking in terms of practical operations, she is truly the benefactor who enabled you to come to this world and start a new life," Melifilia said with a smile.
"But in this second life where I’m treated as a toy by the gods, I really struggle to find a reason to be grateful." Aiden couldn’t resist holding his forehead, "Frankly, right now I really just want to throw you both into prison."
"You actually want to throw two goddesses into prison? By human standards, you’re quite a pervert, aren’t you?" Melifilia teased Aiden, seizing the opportunity.
"Please, don’t start making strange associations every time women and prisons come into the conversation, okay?" Aiden suddenly sighed.
"Suddenly so serious; you don’t seem to like that joke, do you?" Melifilia noticed Aiden’s mood.
"Having heard that kind of joke so often, it’s hard to start liking it," Aiden sighed.
One of his troubles in this world was when introducing his job to others, as soon as he mentioned he was the warden of the Rose Iron Prison, some would inexplicably reveal a knowing smile, "Oh, a women’s prison warden, huh."
That expression, that look in their eyes, it was as if "women’s prison warden" wasn’t his job, but rather the title of an adult novel he had written.
"If you really could do such things, I might be a bit interested in that kind of play," Melifilia pondered.
"It seems I’ve underestimated you," Aiden remarked sincerely.
This goddess had no real sense of right and wrong, and her limits were bottomless.
"But if you don’t have control over any power, wanting to imprison the ruler is nothing but a fool’s dream." Melifilia’s tone suddenly became serious.
"I just don’t want to be at your mercy forever..." Aiden responded.
"To resist us, you still need the power of authority, don’t you?" Melifilia laughed, "So you shouldn’t be so opposed to Melissa, because for you now, she is your biggest help at the moment."
"Knowing she’s the ruler of ’Desire,’ it’s hard not to be averse to her... Since she has the power to assimilate others and was the one who summoned me to this world, did she ever intend to forcibly turn me into your avatar?" Aiden narrowed his eyes, "Maybe in the end, I might just end up being a wedding dress prepared by you?"
Melindale once tried to take over the body of an unnamed witch; no one could assure that Melissa wouldn’t do something similar to him.
If before he reached the authority, Melissa assimilated him using her power, then he would become a new avatar for the Goddess of Intrigue, and then, if "he" completes the ascension ritual, the "Goddess of Intrigue" in front of him would effectively have three authorities, a sure win at no loss.
Melifilia, quite unusually, thought for a moment: "Well, that’s hard to say."
"You also have moments of uncertainty?" Aiden asked, surprised, "I thought Melissa’s way of thinking was the same as yours, wasn’t it?"
"It’s precisely because I feel I might or might not do it... that I find it hard to say." Melifilia explained to him, "Furthermore, even though Melissa shares the same thinking and goals as me, she is still a separate person in the end, and preferences for details will always differ. Different authorities can also have an impact on the ruler herself."
Aiden suddenly didn’t know what to say, listening to an entity far more powerful than himself saying, in an unusually candid manner, "I might kill you, or I might not, depends on my mood." He felt his journey as a transmigrator was quite difficult.
"Why not ask her face to face? If it were ’me,’ I think ’I’ would give you a straight answer," Melifilia suggested, "You have completed her task this time, she should reward you a little for that."
"Even a firm confirmation from her would count as a ’reward’?" Aiden asked doubtfully.
"Don’t worry so much, if you can ascend before she makes her move, she won’t be able to assimilate you easily," Melifilia continued to reassure him, "The task before you remains unchanged - to ascend to a ruler."
"Well, compared to being dominated by Melissa, I feel there’s a greater risk of being killed by your mad fanatic," Aiden sighed deeply.
"Don’t worry about that, breaking my safeties isn’t easy. Look at how hard he’s tried for so many years without finding a way, right? Moreover, you now hold the sole authority of ’Order’..."
"But he holds the sole authority of ’Hatred’." Aiden retorted earnestly, "The rank of sole authorities should be the same, right?"
"Yes, when sole authorities conflict, they affect each other, but neither can completely suppress the other."
"Then what exactly is the power of the sole authority of ’Hatred’?" Aiden pressed on.
"Even I don’t know that, remember, I hadn’t managed to take it before that man took it for himself," Melifilia answered, "But the power of a sole authority is fundamentally similar to the power of the corresponding authority."
In other words, the power of the sole authority of "Hatred" is nothing but the powers related to "revenge," "betrayal," and "sacrifice."
"Are you worried about the sole authority of ’Hatred’ being a threat to you? That’s rather naive," Melifilia shook her head, "What you really should be considering is how he might manage to kill you, right?"
Aiden paused for a moment, then realized that Melifilia’s hint made a lot of sense.
So far, Mr. Bloody Vest had not killed him, which confirmed one thing: the sole authority of "Hatred" he held was unable to break Melifilia’s safeties and kill "Aiden Galahad."
For Aiden, the most pressing issue was what could break Melifilia’s safeties, and whether there was a way to counter it.
"Then..." Aiden was about to ask further.
However, Melifilia ruthlessly cut him off: "Enough! That’s the end of the questioning, if I were to reveal all this, the game wouldn’t be fun anymore. This too is a ’test’ for you."
"..." Although Aiden wanted to press on a little more, he realized that he probably wouldn’t be able to pry any more information from her.
"So far you’ve done well... but actually, except for the first time you learned the divine language, your performance has just been mediocre," Melifilia slowly said, "I hope you bring me more surprises, make an effort to please me... work hard."
