Time flowed through Violet’s fingertips like grains of sand, and soon, the entire sequence of events unfolded before her.
“So, that’s how it is... Not much different from what I imagined.”
The black-haired girl slightly nodded and then gently stroked Theresa’s greenish-blue little head with a light smile.
“Did you suffer any grievances here? Don’t be afraid. You can openly tell me. This matter is related to me, and if Sigrid and the others go too far, I will stand up for you.”
The priestess’s slender and warm fingers slowly traced through Theresa’s hair, and the girl immediately closed her eyes comfortably. Though she didn’t say it out loud, Theresa could feel a genuine sense of affection and closeness emanating from Violet.
Especially in such close contact, Theresa felt as if her entire being had been uplifted, like soaking in warm water or being cradled in a mother’s arms. There was an indescribable sense of relaxation and contentment.
This was also one of the crucial reasons why she put in so much effort to conceal her true feelings for Violet, her unexpected lifesaver.
Thus, when she heard the voice of the girl, brushing through her ears like a gentle breeze, Theresa didn’t think much and subconsciously poured out her thoughts.
“In fact, besides looking a bit scary at the beginning and getting a bit angry because they took away the seed you gave me, Sigrid and the others haven’t done anything particularly excessive.”
“They kept me in an iron cage carried by a big bird, covered with a cloth. After a long time passed, when the surroundings lit up again, I appeared in this house.”
“At the beginning, every day, a girl from the White Feather Clan would come and ask me questions. She looked quite fierce. But later, for some reason, she didn’t show up much. Occasionally, when she came, her attitude was much better. Miss Sigrid hasn’t come for a long time. It seems she went out to work. Until last night, she came to me and said an important guest would come today. I never expected it to be you.”
Theresa smiled helplessly.
“To be honest, when I first saw Miss Violet, I was really startled. I thought they had found you, and I was so anxious. Fortunately... During this time, I’ve learned to conceal my emotions after being asked too many times. Otherwise, I would have revealed something.”
Hmm, seems genuine.
In fact, while petting Theresa’s head, Violet was also using her [Information Detection] to investigate her physical condition.
On the one hand, it was to further verify the “special” bloodline mentioned by Sethlin, and on the other hand, to check for any signs of rough treatment or harm.
It seems both Sigrid and Theresa herself didn’t lie to her, this village girl is quite healthy.
When Violet saw Theresa before, that undisguised sorrow was probably due to worries about the current situation of her parents in the village within the borders of the Norbos Iron-Blood Empire. Initially, she rejected the priestess’s invitation for this reason.
Putting the petrified fern back on the bed while comforting the village girl, Violet glanced at the window blocked by metal bars.
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“Is that seed still not on you now?”
“Yeah, Miss Sigrid took it away the first time we met. I don’t know where it is now... I’m sorry, Miss Violet...”
The black-haired girl shook her head helplessly.
“No need to apologize. If I gave it to you, then it’s yours. Don’t feel indebted to me for anything.”
Hearing Violet’s straightforward statement that she doesn’t blame her, the guilt on Theresa’s face gradually disappeared, replaced by a strong sense of curiosity.
“Miss Violet, what exactly is that seed? Why is everyone attaching so much importance to it? Also, why did you give it to me? Miss Sigrid mentioned that it’s related to the Abyss, the monster that slaughtered our village in the beginning. But I don’t think someone as noble as you would be involved with such a thing.”
Once the rapid-fire questions started, they seemed to have no end. Perhaps she had been troubled by these questions for a long time.
Unfortunately, even Violet, doesn’t know what the seed, supposedly a blessing, represents, and Sefira herself is now in a deep sleep due to unforeseen circumstances.
Although it might sound harsh, “lack of evidence in death” is the most fitting description for the current situation.
Perhaps it’s a bit redundant, but Violet still decided to ask.
“Theresa, do you trust me?”
“I trust you!”
Without any hesitation...
Violet still couldn’t understand why this young girl would trust and be so close to her, just like the starting favorability of a female character in a galgame.
There’s no answer to this question in the [Information Detection] data.
However, since the other person is treating her with such sincerity, as a gesture of goodwill, Violet decided to give a little trust back to this sensible village girl.
“Alright, what I’m about to tell you must not be disclosed to anyone without my permission, understand?”
Perhaps realizing that she’s about to hear some crucial secrets, the green-haired girl quickly sat up straight, placing her hands on her knees like an attentive student, and firmly assured, “Rest assured, I won’t say anything even if I die!”
“If I die, then...”
Violet took out the gray-black statue containing Sethlin’s consciousness from her backpack and placed it between them.
“Here’s the thing...”
Next, the priestess took some time to tell Theresa about how she accidentally obtained this item from a “friend,” the fortunate awakening of the consciousness within it, and some of what she had learned about the various past events between the Goddess of Earth Seth and the Goddess of Sky and Freedom Minerva.
Of course, this also included Sethlin as a fragment of the Goddess of Earth’s consciousness, entrusting Violet with the task of passing the seed to Theresa. Even the concept of the seed as described by that entity was explained.
Until Violet finished speaking, looking back at the village girl beside her, Theresa didn’t interrupt her narration, and by the end, she had a stunned expression.
“What’s wrong? Did I say something that confused you?”
Violet smiled and gestured for her to pick up the stone statue. After all, this thing was very hard. Ordinary means wouldn’t be able to damage it unless it was someone of her or Little Dragon’s level, so Theresa need not worry about dropping it.
“No... It’s just that I feel a bit... how should I put it, goddesses, ancient things and such are too distant for someone like me, an ordinary person. I never thought I would be involved with such extraordinary things one day...”
“Goddess of Earth... Miss Violet, could that be the deity my mother once told me about, the one the tree spirits once served and mysteriously disappeared?”
The black-haired girl nodded.
“In that case, I believe it’s highly likely.”
“Oh my god...”