I play a Evil God in Otome Game

Chapter 58 - 57: The trial of the Morrigan(3/?)

"The time has come," Morrigan opened her calm eyes at the call of a Temple Knight. The Knight pulled her arm sharply as he passed through the cell.

Seeing that Morrigan made no sound, the Temple Knight smirked and then swiftly pulled her out of the cell.

He dragged Morrigan quickly through a short corridor filled with priests and judges. As the priests recited prayers and fanatics continuously quoted from holy scriptures, fervent expressions were on everyone’s faces.

"You have 30 minutes. Are there any people you wish to meet?" a priest said calmly. Morrigan nodded in silence. Then she was taken to a room by the Temple Knights.

"My Lady!" Morrigan’s eyes drifted to the other side, covered in magical glass, as she heard Maria’s voice. Thomas, Maria, and an unfamiliar man were standing there.

Although she did not recognize the man, she felt that he looked familiar somehow. He had long black hair, a mature face, and a strong physique.

Without thinking further, Morrigan heard Maria’s excited and hopeful voice again. "My Lady, are you okay?!"

As the Temple Knights left, Morrigan finally relaxed and broke her calm demeanor. She smiled lightly and looked at Maria. "There’s no need to worry. I’m fine."

"But My Lady, look at you. Your hair, your dress..." Maria said, anxiously looking at Morrigan’s torn dress, disheveled hair, and dirty body.

Sighing, Morrigan wished for Maria to stop worrying. Meanwhile, Thomas studied Seth, who was standing beside him.

He squinted, examining Seth closely. "Are you a crow?"

"How did you know?" Seth replied calmly. He no longer cared if Thomas or the others recognized him. Thomas’s eyes widened in delight, and he adjusted his glasses. "So, you’ve finally shown yourself."

Seth’s new form was more masculine compared to his old one. Not finding his old form very appealing, Seth had made himself even more masculine, possessing at least an androgynous face.

As muscles filled his body, his red eyes darkened further. His body was slender but muscular. He was nearly the same height as Thomas.

He was wrapped in a black and red robe. In short, he looked handsome and strong.

"How did you manage to get in here?"

Hearing Thomas’s curious voice, Seth smiled. "I got in the same way you did."

Simply, they had both entered this place with the magical talisman they received from the Seer Heka. The Goddess was aware of their presence here.

But she likely had a misunderstanding of how they looked. The talisman was one of the rare products left by the Ancient Gods.

It constantly shattered reality, allowing the person to evade the gaze of the Gods. The Goddess was probably frantically searching for them.

A thin, playful smile appeared on Thomas’s lips. He chuckled and then showed the talisman hanging around his neck. Seth laughed as well.

They both enjoyed dealing with the Goddess.

"Do you two know each other?"

As Morrigan’s curious and skeptical gaze wandered between the two men, Thomas shook his head and denied it. "We’re not friends, but we can be considered acquaintances."

Seeing that Seth did not understand what Thomas was saying, he sighed and then calmly explained. "I am Seth. Well, the name you gave me."

Morrigan’s eyes widened for a moment, while Maria gasped in shock, covering her mouth, and Thomas laughed. Morrigan continued, "It’s really surprising to see you here. Divine messenger."

"Divine messenger, you say?" Understanding that Morrigan thought he was the Dark God’s messenger rather than the God himself, Seth accepted this role and continued.

"Are you angry with me for leaving you here like this?"

"No," Morrigan shook her head and then calmly continued. "I have no reason to be angry with you."

"Divine messenger? As far as I know, the only other Divine Messenger besides the Light Goddess Saint Alice is..." Maria asked cautiously, glancing at Seth with curious eyes.

"She is not someone who believes in the Light Goddess," Thomas interjected, explaining calmly. Meanwhile, Morrigan gave Seth’s figure an evaluative glance.

Contrary to his crow-like appearance, he exuded a stronger mana pressure, no, it was different to even be considered mana pressure. It was as if he radiated an aura that indicated everyone was beneath him.

He seemed superior and virtuous compared to everyone else.

Under his robe, he had a slender but proportionate body. He did not look like a mass of muscle. It was as if he had been personally created by the Creator.

His long black hair, though as dark as night, had a bright purple shimmer. His red eyes looked more dangerous than even the most terrifying dragon’s eyes.

"Duke Alfred said he would arrive soon," Thomas calmly drew Morrigan’s attention. "With an army."

"My father?" Morrigan’s brows furrowed. Was the kingdom heading toward a civil war? "This will lead to a bloody war..."

"Still—" Seth interjected, his eyes stern. "If they want war, my support is fully yours. The God grants you his infinite support."

Morrigan’s eyes relaxed slightly. When she heard that the God, who had not communicated with her for a long time, was willing to fight for her, her eyes momentarily narrowed with sadness.

"My Lady, are you worshiping another God?" Maria asked. Morrigan’s eyes turned to her. "Is there a problem?"

"Um, it’s just—" Maria stuttered, feeling that she had been misunderstood for a moment. "This will be a divine war. Between two deities. I-I’m just worried!"

"Don’t be afraid, your God’s followers are strong."

Hearing Thomas, Maria froze for a moment. "Is it right to talk about this here? They might be listening to us?"

"Don’t worry, I got a talisman for this," Seth said almost proudly. "They probably hear our conversations in a different way. Like ordinary talk."

Morrigan relaxed, then wondered where these talismans were sold. Covering her house with them seemed like a good idea.

If she got out of here without war or problems, her first task would be to fill her home with these talismans.

"Well, I came here to let you know." As Seth’s voice turned serious, Morrigan’s brows furrowed with curiosity. "What is it?"

"From now on, you have to train your powers," Seth said calmly. He looked into Morrigan’s calm eyes and continued. "If we go this slowly, the Goddess of Light will eventually attack us."

"You know best," Morrigan agreed, turning her eyes to Thomas. Her thoughts drifted back to her time in the dungeon with Solomon. Should she ask Thomas?

What if Thomas reacted negatively? Unsure of this and not wanting to reopen deep wounds, Morrigan remained silent. She could ask him whenever she wanted after they got out of here.

Before long, time passed without further delay, and as two Temple Knights appeared at the door, Morrigan’s gaze narrowed in curiosity at what awaited her.

"Lady, we will rescue you from there as soon as possible! Don’t worry!" Hearing Maria’s voice, Morrigan nodded and walked indifferently, ignoring the Knights’ firm grip.

As Morrigan passed through the room decorated with gold and silver, her eyes were captivated by the beauty of the Court. This structure, which had stood for centuries, had a unique architectural beauty.

With the opening of the massive doors, Morrigan entered a grand hall.

The first thing she saw upon entering the hall was four men dressed in luxurious, oversized robes standing on high platforms.

Behind each platform stood people in shadows, hundreds of them. Morrigan guessed that these people were Nobles.

The most striking thing was the man directly across from Morrigan, wearing a luxurious robe that covered his face, looking almost dead.

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He must be the Pope, as he was nearly 130 years old. His dry bones were still visible. Although Morrigan was very curious about how this man could be Pope in such a state, she was not in a position to ask.

The Pope was known throughout the Church as the Goddess’s scourge. Pope Bartolomeo was a man with white hair cascading down his back and a beard tied in a knot.

In addition to him, the other four figures in luxurious clothing were Cardinals responsible for the four regions of the Kingdom.

The first was a tall woman who looked relatively young and beautiful for her position. Her bright yellow hair shone, and her eyes had a rare shade of purple.

Although she wore a robe, her broad chest, shapely legs, and firm hips were prominent. Her body was well-proportioned. Despite having no makeup on her face, she looked like a work of art as if she had makeup.

Genna, the Cardinal of the Southern region of the Kingdom, was a high-level warrior woman. She was skilled in both swordsmanship and magic. Her talent in swordsmanship alone made her exceptional.

The next Cardinal was a pale-skinned man with snake-like eyes. Although he appeared weak from the outside, his muscles were well-defined. His eyes were always on Morrigan, as if he were about to attack at any moment.

Judas, known as the Serpent Cardinal, had silver eyes and dark green hair.

He was also the Cardinal of the Eastern region of the Kingdom.

The next Cardinal was a relatively young-looking man with black hair. His distinguishing feature was his short stature due to his half-dwarf blood. His name was Oliver.

Despite his short height, he was a fast man who fought with a scythe and a dagger.

Morrigan couldn’t help but be affected by Cardinal Oliver’s aura. Although he was a believer in the Goddess of Light, he strangely had an ominous aura.

The last Cardinal was a burly man with red hair and green eyes. This Cardinal, known as the Monster Hannibal, had incredibly strong muscles. What caught Morrigan’s attention the most was that even the Cardinals looked weaker than the Pope, who appeared to be almost dying.

Living to 130 years old was already a miracle. How could he still remain so strong? Although Morrigan couldn’t understand this, she could only sigh.

With High Priest Alaric on Morrigan’s right side and her Lawyer on her left, she felt somewhat reassured.

Although Duke Alfred did not come here, he had sent his best lawyer. Even though Morrigan didn’t know her lawyer, she had to trust her father.

Pope Bartolomeo slightly raised his hand, and his eyes opened a little. "This case can begin—"

Before the Pope could finish his sentence, the door gently opened. Morrigan furrowed her brows in confusion as to what was happening while the mana pressure from the four Cardinals flared up.

"I apologize for interrupting, but I am here to announce that I am Lady Morrigan’s new lawyer."

Maxwell ignited his mana without hesitation, easily countering the mana pressure of the four Cardinals. The two mana forces clashed, causing some individuals to shake.

Maxwell’s eyes were cold. The small winds created by the clash of the mana gently stirred his hair aside.