Actually, she could hardly be blamed.
Gaps in information were fatal to any creature trying to control the entire situation.
Even Lynn himself had ended up putting himself in danger because he had failed to account for the Pighead Butcher and Clown interfering with Xiao Xiao's family.
Lynn slowly smiled.
"Goddess, shall we get going, then? We can't just let all this time go to waste."
They wandered aimlessly through the Blood Mist.
They needed neither a particular direction nor a specific destination.
As long as they were in this space, as flesh of the Colossus, they would reach the same destination no matter which way they went. The only difference was how quickly they got there.
And Lynn showed no sign of wanting to escape.
He remained perfectly at ease the whole way.
It was as though he were out for a stroll.
He displayed none of the awareness a hostage ought to have.
"Oh, right." The corners of Lynn's mouth lifted slightly. "Could you tell me about the calamity you encountered back when you were gods? It made so many Ancient Gods fall and become Origins. That disaster must have affected a pretty vast area, right?"
The willow-like girl floating beside him glanced at him and said:
"Are you just making conversation?"
Lynn stretched hard, then rubbed his chin with interest and said:
"I'm simply a little curious. After all, for a mortal to walk side by side with a former goddess at such close quarters-when you think about it, that's quite the sense of accomplishment, isn't it?"
Lynn subtly stroked the Mother Tree of Desire's sense of superiority.
The girl gave a faint chuckle. Studying his face carefully, she drifted in front of him and said:
"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. Save yourself