Ardenweald's Great Detective: The Stolen Moonlight

The two goddesses finally stopped fighting.

Both were in a miserable state. The Winter Queen went without saying—she had been at a disadvantage from the start. Even her luxurious blue gown had been torn, her elegant braids yanked apart, and even the antlers of forest wood atop her head had been violently snapped off.

The cold indifference and calm she had maintained for so many years had been replaced by fury, giving her the shattered air of someone forced to work.

And Lady Elune...

Uh, well, the White Lady was not really hurt. After all, she had merely "borrowed an account" to work through family issues. The one who had truly suffered was the passing Warrior of Light, Diakum.

Both horns on his spirit body had been broken. During that clash between goddesses, whose fighting techniques had been dreadful but whose emotions had been all too real, Diakum's tail had nearly been torn off by the Winter Queen.

Although this was only a spirit body, and its damage would not directly affect the Sun God's body currently undergoing the "trial of ascension" inside Dymus's stomach pouch, someone of Diakum's rank would need a long period of recuperation even for injuries to his spirit body.

What was more, the Winter Queen had gotten serious just now. She had truly imposed the concept of the "Winter of Life" upon him.

The effects of that thing were rather obscure, but its mode of operation alone showed that it encompassed concepts related to "death" and "nature," such as withering, toxins, aging, decay, and more.

As a result, Diakum was now covered in "Debuffs" he had never even seen before. All of them had been inflicted by the power of a true god, leaving him visibly weakened.

But that was not really a problem.

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