manynovel Chapter 866 Countermeasures (6)
Chapter 866 Countermeasures (6)
"A highly anticipated event has sadly slipped away."
Navia sighed softly, her tone filled with regret and disappointment, as if the celebration she had not been able to witness had already painted countless magnificent yet illusory images in her mind.
Believe me, once you know the specifics of what happened on the day of the Flower Goddess's birthday, you'll sincerely thank fate for letting you miss it all.
Although it's a pity you missed out, at least your brains weren't caught up in the Void Terminal's harvesting plan—in a way, that's lucky.
Good fortune may be a harbinger of misfortune, and misfortune may be a harbinger of good fortune; life is unpredictable, and the cycle of cause and effect is endless.
Therefore, strictly speaking, the ship that took you away from Mount Sumeru actually saved your lives.
"Uh... actually, it's not necessarily a bad thing..."
Paimon floated in mid-air, listening to Navia's regretful tone, and muttered something under his breath, his tone tinged with a hint of teasing and a touch of indescribable relief.
"Huh?" Navia was slightly taken aback, her face full of confusion, her brows furrowed, clearly not understanding the deeper meaning behind those words.
"It's nothing, it's nothing. She just talks like that all the time." Ying smiled slightly, patted Paimon gently, and skillfully changed the subject, but a complex emotion flashed in her eyes.
After all, the truth about endless reincarnation, dream prisons, and the exploitation of consciousness is too heavy.
The struggles and redemptions that quietly unfolded under the guise of the "Flora Festival" are ultimately not suitable to be easily mentioned.
Let them continue to believe that they have simply missed a lively and heartwarming birthday celebration.
Iya tilted his head, a thoughtful look in his crimson eyes: "So what? Missing the Flower Goddess's Birthday Festival, and your insistence on finding the Little Lucky Grass King..."
"I really can't see any necessary connection between these two things."
Navia shook her head slightly upon hearing this, a confident yet slightly mischievous smile playing on her lips: "Hey~ this lovely little girl, you're mistaken. You're completely wrong about what you're saying."
She lowered her voice mysteriously: "Did we really just miss a 'Flower Goddess's Birthday Festival'? No—we missed the birthday festival of Lord Nasita, the Little Lucky Grass King!"
Her tone suddenly changed, and her expression became solemn and serious, as if she were shouldering the entire diplomatic mission of Fontainebleau:
"To put it bluntly, this is a major oversight concerning the diplomatic relations between the two countries! If it affects the friendly relations between Sumeru and Fontaine, then it will be too late to regret it!"
Iya blinked, muttering blankly, "Would...would that really happen?"
In His mind, Sister Naxida was gentle and wise, and would never hold a grudge over a late gift, let alone cause diplomatic disputes between countries.
She might not even blame you; she would just smile and say, "It's alright, it's good that you're here."
Iya's idea was correct; Nasita would indeed not care so much.
But Navia and the other two wouldn't think that way.
After all, every now and then, the goddess Funina in Fontaine would put on a "miracle" that was both astonishing and inexplicably reasonable.
Over time, the people of Fontainebleau's understanding of "gods" has been subtly filtered through a dramatic lens—
In their minds, gods are often unfathomable and capricious beings, and one careless move could bring divine punishment.
Therefore, it is perfectly reasonable for Navia to have such concerns.
With her hands on her hips and a firm tone, she said, "Although the Flower Goddess Festival has ended, as representatives of the people of Fontainebleau, we should still give this birthday gift, shouldn't we? The gift should not be forgotten, and the sentiment should be conveyed!"
Iya thought for a moment and then seriously suggested, "If it's just a gift, wouldn't it be fine to have Sage Caesar deliver it?"
[Iya: Protect our crystal!]
She really loved her older sister; every nerve in her body was ready to shield Narcida from bullets.
[Baby, your reaction is just like a little animal guarding its food, so adorable!]
[Iya (Don't let strangers get near my sister!.jpg)]
Navia gently shook her head, her tone gentle yet firm: "That won't do. We've been entrusted with this task, and we must personally deliver this gift to the Little Lucky Grass King."
Just as Iya was about to argue, Ying raised her hand to stop her.
Her gaze was calm as she whispered in Iya's ear, "Don't act rashly. Sense it carefully—they mean no harm."
He paused, then added, "Besides, even if they really have ill intentions, as long as we are with them, we can deal with them at any time."
Yiya was slightly taken aback. After thinking for a moment, she realized that this was indeed the case. So she pursed her lips, suppressed her previous wary expression, and became quiet.
Seeing this, Navia's eyes lit up, and she said with a smile, "Really? That's wonderful, thank you so much!"
She gently stroked her hair, her tone carrying a hint of relief: "When I heard that I needed to make an appointment to go to Jingshan Palace, I was worried that my trip would be delayed. I didn't expect things to turn out so conveniently."
Then, she looked at Ying and Paimon with a hint of curiosity and said softly, "Speaking of which, your identities seem to be extraordinary, that you can meet the Little Lucky Grass King without an appointment?"
“In Fontainebleau, I have never seen anyone who can enter and leave the abode of the gods so freely.”
Hearing this, Iya's expression suddenly became somewhat subtle, and he hesitated, saying, "Uh... it's true that you need to make an appointment to go to Jingshan Palace, but... this shouldn't delay your return trip, right?"
He paused, his tone slightly helpless: "After all, as far as I know, ordinary Sumeru people would not easily consider meeting the Little Auspicious Grass King."
"Huh?" Navia's eyes widened in surprise. "Is that really true?"
Ying and Paimon nodded in unison, their expressions serious.
Indeed, in this city of wisdom, unless one harbors unanswerable questions or shoulders an important mission, few people would proactively seek an audience with the deity who holds the Tree of Wisdom and Life.
Paimon tilted his head and couldn't help but ask, "Are there a lot of people in Fontainebleau who want to meet the gods?"
Navia gave a wry smile, her tone a mix of teasing and truth: "It's more than just a lot... As far as I know, the waiting list for people who want to see Lady Funina is already booked for ten years from now."