Chapter 305: The Goddess’s Intervention (Part 2)

Buzz!
The moment Basedo’s divine hand passed through the protective barrier of the Agricultural Goddess Temple, the entire temple began to tremble.
Sea God Basedo’s expression immediately changed, turning ugly.
His divine hand, which had already reached the human mage, reluctantly dissipated into mist.
He hadn’t expected the other party to actually spare divine power to descend just for a mortal, alerting the temple’s master. Acting further to capture them would only serve to vent his anger and anger the goddess even more.
An astonishing force, carrying an oppressive pressure that could almost cover the entire Peace Harbor district, descended to the center of the temple.
The priests of the Agricultural Goddess within the temple cried out in ecstasy and prayed—their goddess had descended!
True gods usually communicated with their followers through oracles. Aside from newly ascended true gods, few would frequently appear before their followers, as this was a way to maintain their dignity and mystery.
If the goddess descended, the Peace Harbor Agricultural Temple would become a new holy site—a great honor and practical benefit for them as local priests. It wouldn’t be long before most of them were promoted at least one rank.
“Princess Basedo, why did you attack my domain?”
The Agricultural Goddess Eilien’s clear yet authoritative voice echoed throughout Peace Harbor. Presumably, everyone with a strength level above bronze in Peace Harbor could hear it and understand the reason.
Donald couldn’t help but smile. He knew this was the goddess princess helping him create momentum and public opinion, so that other true god churches and factions would become aware of his situation. From then on, all factions would think he had a powerful goddess backing him, making situations like today unlikely to happen again!
Although he didn’t understand why the goddess princess was being so kind to him, even a somewhat promising mortal wasn’t worth the effort of a powerful higher deity unless they knew his greatest secret—something impossible. So Donald intuited that she probably had no ulterior motives and simply wanted to help him. He wasn’t the kind to forget kindness, but his current weak strength meant he could only keep his gratitude to himself for now.
Basedo, who had been tough just moments ago, could no longer hold his ground in front of the Agricultural Goddess. He spoke respectfully, “Great Princess Eilien, I apologize for what I did. It was truly just a misunderstanding!”

Of course, while speaking, he didn’t forget to mute his voice. Otherwise, if outsiders heard it, it might not be too shameful to bow even before a powerful higher god. But after all, he was also an actual god, and such news could inevitably affect the development of his church’s followers in the future.
Elenia, whose will had descended, could only exert power on par with that of a legend—unless she had clones with her. Even then, she would dissipate after just one strike. Yet even under such circumstances, it made a true god hesitate to take any reckless action.
Was this the might of a higher god? A desire, or perhaps ambition, began to sprout in Donald’s heart, quickly growing into something vast.
“A misunderstanding? Did I expend so much divine power to descend just for this misunderstanding to be resolved? Maybe I should consult the Lord of Dawn about how to resolve this!”
At the mention of the Lord of Dawn, Basedo panicked immediately.
“Please, Princess Elenia, calm down. It’s my fault, not yours. Whatever you desire, it will be done!”
The voice of the Goddess of Agriculture grew quiet, as if deep in thought, while Basedo felt like a child who had made a mistake facing an elder.
It was because among the Three Glorious Gods behind him, he wasn’t the only one being nurtured. He was just lucky enough to be the most suitable for the position of Sea God. Though he was already an actual god, one without a divine kingdom wasn’t much stronger than a demi-god. If he made a mistake and angered those three powerful beings, he might lose his divinity and power at any time, with another person given the Sea God position.
This wouldn’t cause much of a disruption to the plans of the Three Glorious Gods—perhaps just a delay of ten or eight years.
After all, he knew of two backup candidates, both already strong enough to be demi-gods. Given them a complete divine identity and the help of powerful actual gods, it wouldn’t take three to five years for them to merge and become new actual gods.
After a brief silence, the goddess’s voice sounded again.
“The issue stems from you and Donald. Go ask Donald what he thinks. If he’s satisfied, let it go this time!”

Upon hearing this, Basseto looked at Donald in astonishment. He never expected that this mortal could be so favored by Goddess Eilien. Although the Goddess of Agriculture might not have further possibilities due to her divine role and ranked among the lowest in combat strength among the higher gods, she was still a higher god! Moreover, with her extensive connections, the Goddess of Agriculture wielded considerable influence among humans, elves, and many other divine factions. To receive such favor from a goddess even made Basseto, a true god, somewhat envious of Donald, a mere mortal!

“I didn’t know that Mr. Donald was under Princess Eilien’s protection. I apologize for any offense I may have caused earlier. I hope you can forgive me!”

Basseto forced a smile, though it seemed somewhat stiff, as he had to bow his head under this situation. Even as a true god, he wasn’t invincible in this world.

It was truly a case of times changing. Just moments ago, Donald was nothing but a desperate mortal being hunted, forced to take refuge in the Temple of the Goddess of Agriculture. Now, he was receiving an apology from a true god!

If this became known, it would be a legend that bards would sing about forever!

Yet Donald didn’t expect to be able to do much to this Sea Goddess. Even if she stood there and let him attack, it would probably only result in minor injuries at most. If he reached the legendary realm, that would be another story—by then, both his own attack power and the power of the Book of Truth would be far stronger, and he would surely make Basseto pay dearly.

After all, divine artifacts were created and used by true gods; ordinary mortals couldn’t control them. If his soul hadn’t already merged with the Book of Truth, even reaching the legendary realm might not allow him to utilize even a fraction of his current strength.

Besides, he had no intention of engaging in a deadly confrontation with a true god and becoming an irreconcilable enemy. With the Goddess of Agriculture’s unilateral favor on his side, it was better to take the opportunity to gain as much advantage as possible!

So, Donald’s thoughts raced quickly, and he soon came up with a plan.

He looked up and said, “Since Lord Basseto says it was a misunderstanding, then there’s really no big deal. I was just a bit frightened and need some comfort!”

This was outright demanding benefits. Basseto felt frustrated and helpless but had no choice but to go along with Donald’s words. “I wonder how you plan to resolve this, Donald?”