Lux had never dreamed that one day she would chat and laugh with one of the Deities—much less that the Deity chatting and laughing with her would be standing on her shoulder.
That was right, Janna was that Blue Bird. Though she had kept that fruit-bearing branch clamped in her beak, the wind carried her voice to Lux's ears.
According to Karya, Janna could touch his current true body, so Lux needed to act as a relay between the two of them.
Thus, after several months, Lux once again served as a simultaneous interpreter.
"Long time no see, little Blue Bird." Ever since Lux had met Karya, she had never heard him speak in such a cheerful, relaxed tone. "You're still in Zaun. That's wonderful..."
"Mr. Karya." To Lux's surprise, the wind goddess treated Karya with great respect. "I should be the one saying that... It's wonderful that I can still see you."
"Ahahaha, don't be so formal, Janna." Karya seemed deeply uncomfortable with being addressed so respectfully. "We're old friends. It's not like I'm the Ascended commander in charge of 'destroying false idols,' and the glory and splendor of the Shuriman Empire have long since been buried beneath the sands. I'm just a miserable Darkin now, plotting a comeback with my disappointing student."
"Then you will certainly succeed." Janna displayed astonishing faith in Karya. "This time, have you chosen Zaun?"
"...If you keep calling me that, we can't have this conversation." Karya sighed helplessly. "I told you, I'm just a miserable Darkin..."
"We all know that what happened in Icathia wasn't your—your fault." Janna reluctantly changed her form of address. "Although I have never been to Icathia, I believe you would never have forced those people as the rumors claim."
"Maybe I didn't do anything, but being in that