No matter what, he at least had to find out who was sabotaging them from the shadows. Otherwise, not even knowing who the enemy was would be troublesome.
"The Goddess of Light, the Goddess of Night, or perhaps the God of Wisdom."
"Why?" Mel rubbed his knuckles. He always felt that hearing such things was dangerous, yet his curiosity still drove him to keep listening.
At least the gods of this world were not so absurd that the moment you learned of them, they would notice you as well.
After all, there were so many believers in the world that gods could not possibly pay attention to every single one.
"After humans came to rule the continent, the Goddess of Light and the Goddess of Night had the most followers. As for the Goddess of Wisdom, that sly fellow never participated in any direct wars. I suspect my divine rank is in her hands now."
Ever since the Blood-Soaked Demon God had been sealed in hell, she had been thinking about this matter. Following the principle that whoever benefited was suspicious, she had narrowed it down to three suspects.
The Goddess of Light, Helena.
The Goddess of Night, Vidasiri.
The Goddess of Wisdom...
Only then did Mel realize that he did not know the Goddess of Wisdom's name. Or perhaps her name had never spread among mortals? Maybe it was only known within small academic circles.
But regardless, by the usual logic, the more low-key a god was, the more suspicious they were. They kept such a low profile precisely to hide themselves.
He had also read other accounts in ancient texts. In the past, the Church of Night had been as widespread a faith as the Church of Light.
But after the Night Uprising, belief in the Goddess of