"Women? Don't tell me you've fallen for this Disobedient God." Alexander Gascoin was extremely intelligent. Based on Chen Fan's habits—having many beautiful women around him and even taking the goddess Athena as his wife, such a defiant act—together with what Chen Fan had just said, Alexander Gascoin arrived at this conclusion.
Alexander Gascoin's deduction stunned the girls present. Alice, who had come with Chen Fan, had always believed that Chen Fan had come to seize the fruits of victory Alexander Gascoin had been plotting for so long.
Divine Ancestor Ginevra and Lancelot had thought the same, because it fit perfectly with Chen Fan's image as a godslayer. But Alexander Gascoin's words completely overturned their original understanding.
Chen Fan nodded decisively and said with a smile, "You really are smart. That's exactly right."
Chen Fan admitted it, and the girls' mouths fell open. Th-this was impossible. Divine Ancestor Ginevra looked at her uncle Lancelot in astonishment. She knew Lancelot had tried to ambush Chen Fan yesterday and failed, but she did not know the details, nor had Lancelot told Ginevra about them.
Yet the surprise on Lancelot's face did not seem feigned. Clearly, she had not expected Chen Fan to save her for this reason either. It was completely different from what she had thought before.
"Y-you... You came because of that?"
Chen Fan smiled at Lancelot. "Although I was a little confused when you called me the one fated for you yesterday, after we parted, your image kept appearing in my mind. Maybe it was because you used some Authority on me."
Lancelot's face reddened as she denied it. "What Authority like that do I have? Don't talk nonsense."
"Hey! How is that nonsense? If you hadn't kissed me yesterday, how could I have spent all day thinking about you?