The Louvre Museum was neither especially large nor especially small, but it was not so vast that a living person could simply vanish into thin air.
Severus and Gong Saiyi searched the Sully Wing for ages without finding any sign of Pomona, as if she had finished viewing the exhibits and gone home.
That was what every visitor to the Louvre Museum did in the end. After all, they did not live here. But in light of the current situation, it became exceptionally eerie.
"Are you sure Hathor is a goddess who represents light?" Severus asked Gong Saiyi.
"She is the goddess of marriage and family. That seems bright enough to me," Gong Saiyi replied.
"Isn't that Isis's responsibility?" Severus said. "I thought Hathor was like Venus, a goddess who represented only love."
"Isn't love beautiful?"
Severus smiled and shook his head.
"You'll find out someday. It can drive you mad."
Gong Saiyi pondered that with partial understanding, then pursed his lips. "The temple represents order, while its walls keep chaos outside. Bringing a god who represents chaos into the temple for worship really is..."
"The priests of Amun had no objection to the pharaoh worshipping Hathor?" Severus asked.
"Do you remember when I told you that the Great Royal Wife controlled religious rites?" Gong Saiyi said. "The priests of Amun posed the greatest threat to the pharaoh because they involved themselves in disputes over succession. For a long time, the priests of Amun were women. Their primary duties were conducting rituals and serving as the pharaoh's chief stewards, managing the cultivation of vast tracts of land and supporting the clergy."
"What was the difference between priestesses and male priests?"
"Whether or not they married in the mortal world, they had only one husband: Amun. Priests of Amun were permitted