Lathander froze for 0.1 seconds after being caught red-handed, then quickly flashed his radiant smile. "I~ was just chatting with someone on Mount Celestia and happened to mention that woman was here."
"You feel guilty." Hill looked at him calmly. "On the old Mount Celestia, the only ones you might have chatted with were certain good-aligned gods."
But now... you ran into Graz'zt, didn't you?
But why were you chatting with him?
He's a Demon Prince!
Shouldn't you have started fighting the moment you met?"
Lathander touched his cheek. "Ah~ am I that easy to see through now?
No, it must be because you're too sensitive, Hill.
You didn't notice, did you? Joss!"
Joss looked at his Supreme God in surprise. "My Lord, how could we believers possibly dare to stare directly at your face?"
Joss was straightforward, but he certainly wasn't stupid.
Hill felt that his stereotype of the Dawn Followers had deepened yet again... They had brains. It wasn't that they couldn't see another, easier path; they simply wanted to walk the one they liked best.
Just look at Joss now. What a quick reaction!
Who didn't know that the Dawn Followers even dared to reach out and stroke the Sun Peacock's magnificent tail feathers?
"Don't try to change the subject." Shar spoke blandly. "You still haven't said why you were talking to Graz'zt."
"He was seriously injured. I suppose he got blasted into the Divine Kingdom of some Greater Divine Power." Lathander curled his lip. "If I could have kept him there for good, I definitely would have made a move.
But if he was obviously certain to escape, why should I shield someone else from disaster?
Graz'zt would definitely retaliate against the pantheon that injured him.
More importantly, if I helped them, they might even accuse