Fairness

"Cain... you..."

Her eyes flew wide open, and Smile's crimson pupils blazed like campfires in the darkness.

The maiden goddess, who had been waiting for Punk and Cain to fight each other so she could reap the benefits, had never expected that her "ally," who had been contending with the enemy just a second ago, would suddenly turn the flames on her.

From another perspective, Cain's distribution did have some logic to it. Punk had indeed done the most work during this adventure, while the mad knight had also stood on the front lines during battle and absorbed plenty of damage. Only Smile had seemed largely absent because she had spent most of the time remaining hidden. A 40:40:20 distribution of the spoils did fit the saying that those who worked more deserved more.

But to Smile, who craved profit just as much as they did, the moment her own interests were harmed, all that "fairness" became utter bullshit.

Why had the maiden goddess taken such enormous risks, paid the price required for a god's true body to descend, and followed two "monsters" deep into an unknown Netheril mage ruin before her wings had fully grown? Wasn't it all to obtain sufficient Legendary resources?

But Cain's method of distribution had directly reduced her share of the resources to a pitiful amount. How could Smile not be furious?

She had traveled all this way, nearly died two or three times, and in the end, she would only receive one-fifth of the gains! Even the most even-tempered Legendary professional would likely find that unacceptable, let alone the New God of Red Sands, whose temper was anything but good.

So, the moment Cain finished speaking, the maiden goddess immediately raised her voice in rebuttal. Even her twin ponytails had become increasingly crimson from