Athena's Fear

In fact, Rosweisse herself was well aware that flipping through books like this in the library was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

After all, the name Horus was very likely just something the guy who traded with Ramon made up on the spot, and it wasn't his real name at all. No one would be foolish enough to reveal their real name when trading with Magic Creature.

The difficulty of investigating a name that doesn't even exist is unimaginable.

But she had no other choice.

This is the only clue she currently has.

"Your Holiness..."

Just then, a nun belonging to Rosweisse hurried over, a hint of joy on her weary face, carrying a thick book in her arms. "Is this what you're looking for?"

It was a mythological epic.

When Rosweisse saw the contents of the book, her eyes lit up.

Rosweisse, who had almost given up hope, was overjoyed and snatched the book away, beginning to study it carefully.

This poem tells the story of a prince named Horus who was betrayed and died in a power struggle in the country, but whose soul survived countless near-death experiences and returned from the world of the dead to seek revenge against those who had betrayed him.

After successfully avenging himself, Horus was revered by the kingdom's people as the God of Vengeance.

Rosweisse's eyes gradually dimmed again.

In any case, this is just a poem, not history.

Perhaps the person who made the deal with Ramon was merely using the name of Horus, the God of Vengeance, to remind him of the deep-seated hatred between himself and the members of the Hero's Party.

It was precisely because of the deep-seated hatred between Horus and the former members of the Hero's Party that Ronald suffered such cruel torture, something Rosweisse already knew.

Rosweisse also tried to analyze those who had clashed with the Hero's Party and Jello Geralt, but still came up empty-handed.

Because the Hero's Party usually acts swiftly and decisively, leaving no survivors, those who harbor resentment are already dead, and even their relatives and friends are rarely left alive.

A thick book lay open on the table, and slender fingers turned the pages.

Amid the rustling of papers, Rosweisse was deep in thought. She considered herself quite clever, but this situation was simply too difficult to handle.

Horus.

God of Vengeance...

The Hero's Party.

Several names kept flashing through Rosweisse's mind.

Before she knew it, Rosweisse had turned to the last page.

Tucked into the very last page of the book was a note with the names of people who had read it before...

Among those words, four stood out and struck a chord with Rosweisse.

Augustus!

Rosweisse's pupils suddenly contracted.

Did Augustus also read this book?

He knew the name Horus, and he knew that the name represented revenge.

Augustus once broke into her boudoir and stole all her wealth, seven scrolls, and her diary.

Augustus placed the Eye of True Vision in his boudoir to monitor his every move, so he knew the whereabouts of the Hero's Party very well.

So, the last point is about hatred.

Augustus the Pope of the Holy Church, while Lord Jello is the Hero. As Lord Jello's achievements grow, his popularity among the people increases, his strength grows, and his status rises, even the Hero's Party has become another major force outside of the Holy Church, the Empire, the Earth Mother Church, and Sage Mountain, thus dividing Augustus's power.

Augustus, who has always been at the pinnacle of humanity, could not tolerate this situation, so it's understandable that he harbored resentment towards Lord Jello and the members of the Hero's Party.

Most importantly, apart from herself being a saintess, the members of the Hero's Party had a very bad relationship with the Holy Church.

Karthus was once a target of the Holy Church.

Since Lord Jello chose Karthus as a member of the Hero's Party, it was a slap in the face to Augustus, causing the Pope to lose face. It's perfectly normal for Augustus to hate Jello.

As for himself, he had allied with Cardinal Douglas to overthrow Augustus's rule and become the first female pope of the Holy Church. It was impossible for Augustus be completely unaware of this, so by that logic, he could be considered Augustus's enemy.

Ekaterina and the Mad Muse had publicly mocked Augustus.

Ronald even publicly stated that Augustus incompetent and not a man.

In an instant, Rosweisse felt as if she had connected the clues in her mind into a single line, and the various fragments were pieced together at that moment.

Then, they cleverly concluded that Augustus was Horus.

Of course, Rosweisse herself was well aware that such a reason was rather weak, but so what?

Was Augustus important?

No, it's enough that Augustus that possibility.

After all, Augustus someone Rosweisse really wanted to get rid of. As long as the Holy Church was without Augustus, Rosweisse would become the de facto ruler of the Holy Church.

Moreover, pinning the blame on Augustus could cover up his own incompetence in not even being able to find a single person.

Therefore, regardless of whether this Horus is actually Augustus, as long as Rosweisse cannot uncover Horus's true identity, Augustus must be Horus.

Inside the Holy Church, Augustus, sneezed. Perhaps the night wind was too strong; he pulled his clothes tighter.

Perhaps it's because I've had too many things to deal with lately, and the pressure I've been under has been immense.

Augustus felt his body becoming somewhat hunched over.

The poor pope is unaware that his inability to straighten his back isn't due to recent stress, but rather because he's been taking the blame for too many things.

More than Tokiomi...

Meanwhile, Qin Chu, Heloise, Ieta, and Sylph returned to the palace.

Seeing Qin Chu return, Antasia breathed a sigh of relief, but a trace of sorrow couldn't help but show on her face. She knew that Mavis was dead.

This was an inevitable outcome.

Qin Chu's gaze was also fixed on the distance.

Now that things are settled here, Athena should have reached the Snowlink Mountains by now, and it's about time to deal with Athena.

Chapter Four is here; today's chapter count is still five.

Chapter 290 Athena's Fear (5)

Athena is a very useful and intelligent tool.

Compared to Ekaterina, Athena's loyalty is not as high as that of the Scarlet Valkyrie, after all, the Scarlet Valkyrie's consciousness has been distorted by the Love That Topples Cities.

However, Ekaterina basically needed Qin Chu to make clear arrangements and proper plans for everything she did.

Athena, on the other hand, doesn't need so many things; she's smart enough to make different judgments based on the situation at the time.

If used well, this kind of intelligence can save Qin Chu a lot of trouble... but it is also a double-edged sword. No matter how meticulous Qin Chu's arrangements have been from the beginning to the present, there is always the possibility that Athena can see through them.

This time, Athena travels to the Snowlink Mountains to help the Mad Muse break the barrier and obtain Jello's Soul Fragment.

Qin Chu judged that Athena would definitely try to draw out the remnant soul within the Soul Fragment. Once Athena realized that the Soul Fragment was empty, all his arrangements over such a long period of time would collapse.

In fact, Qin Chu's arrangements were really good, but there was one thing Qin Chu simply couldn't make up for.

Once Athena discovers the truth, this woman will stand against her.

This powerful and intelligent woman would be a very difficult opponent. If things really come to an irreversible point, the only option would be to eliminate Athena.

Of course, the Mad Muse also needs to be dealt with at the same time.

Sitting in his chair, Qin Chu leaned back, his gaze fixed on Antasia's back. Antasia placed the ashes of Mavis that Qin Chu had collected in a bottle, and with Qin Chu's consent, buried it in a spot in the garden, allowing Mavis to rest in peace.

Antasia didn't have much affection for Mavis. Although Mavis had held her, Antasia was just an infant at that time. By the time Antasia was old enough to remember things, Mavis had already married into the Empire.

But regardless, she was still a member of the family, and her father's sister.

There was another thing that puzzled Qin Chu, and that was Wadsworth...

Given the commotion within the Imperial City, it's somewhat understandable that Saint Monica and Augustus intervene, but what about Wadsworth? That guy is the emperor, and he's still investigating Mavis.

Qin Chu didn't believe that so many intelligence agents under Wadsworth couldn't find the old church.

Even if they couldn't find out, Wadsworth could have guessed the extent of the commotion and would have rushed over immediately to resolve the matter completely.

However, Wadsworth never appeared throughout the entire event.

"While we were fighting Mavis, I sensed life approaching that spot," Sylph suddenly said from the side.

Although she doesn't have the same talent as Carol, Sylph's perception is still very strong.

"Who is it?" Qin Chu asked.

Sylph shook her head. "I don't know, I didn't have time to pay much attention at the time."

Although Sylph didn't see the person, Qin Chu felt it was most likely that it was that old fox, Wadsworth.

This old man just watched from afar as he and his wife fought, but he didn't step in.

I'm afraid that old man has seen through all my cards.

This is not a good thing.

On the other side.

Athena's figure appeared on a silvery-white snow-capped mountain.

She was still wearing a long black dress and a large hat. The white snow reflected on her face, making her skin look even whiter.

The long skirt wasn't thick, and below the hem was only a pair of pantyhose that Qin Chu had given her, outlining the alluring curves of her legs.

Her full and graceful figure cannot be concealed even by a loose long dress; instead, it adds a touch of languid beauty.

Surrounded by ice and snow, with howling winds and snowflakes falling like goose feathers, Athena felt no cold. A crimson magical shield had been erected around her body to block the chill, and she even felt warm.

Although maintaining the magical shield continuously consumes a lot of Magic Power, it doesn't put much pressure on a mage of Athena's caliber.

Her tall figure was like a patch of night against a backdrop of silvery white.

The progress is a little slower than expected.

It wasn't that Athena lacked strength, but rather that her flight speed was slow.

On the contrary, Athena had ample Magic Power to support her, and arrived here even a day earlier than planned... The problem was, the Snowlink Mountains was simply too vast.

All the hilltops and peaks are almost indistinguishable.

That idiot Muse didn't provide any detailed coordinates, forcing Athena to search for herself here, wasting a lot of time. In fact, she hasn't even been able to contact Muse since the day before yesterday.

That guy, could he be dead already?

Athena thought with a hint of malice.

However, Athena also knew that this was impossible. Muse, a valiant berserker of the War God level, would be a laughing stock if he were to freeze to death so easily, even in the freezing cold.

Even if beings of their caliber did nothing, they could stay in the Snowlink Mountains for a year or two without freezing to death.

Therefore, Athena could only speculate that Muse might have encountered something, and hoped that the situation wasn't too bad.

With a forceful stretch of her arms, Athena extended her fingers beyond the magical shield, but immediately withdrew them, her fingers already covered in a layer of shimmering white frost.

The temperature outside is really ridiculously high.

Athena looked around... and her brows furrowed.

A small, fair hand landed on her full breasts.

She could feel her heart pounding wildly.

Athena didn't know what was going on. At first, it was fine, but as she got closer to the Snowlink Mountains, the oppression in her chest gradually increased. Deep in her consciousness, there seemed to be a voice calling out to her, telling her not to get any closer to this place.

Go back.

Get away from here!

Athena couldn't understand.

It was as if an extremely terrifying being was lurking within these Snowlink Mountains.