This was the mental realm inside the Oratrice Mécanique d'Analyse Cardinale.
Here, Neuvillette finally met the true Hydro God-Focalors, the Hydro God of Fontaine who resided within it.
"Should I say this is our first meeting?"
Focalors tilted her head and smiled at Neuvillette.
"I know you have many questions for me. Don't worry, I'll explain everything, one thing at a time."
Inside the Oratrice, Focalors softly explained her identity to Neuvillette in detail, along with her entire plan: arranging for him to work in Fontaine, deceiving the Heavenly Principles, Furina's hardships, destroying the divine throne to return the Ancient Dragon's Authority, and more.
They spoke for a very, very long time. Before Neuvillette could digest everything he had heard, Focalors gave a wry smile.
"Oh dear, it seems the time for my execution is nearly here."
"In the face of death, I do feel a little afraid after all."
"Perhaps that's one of the few things Gods and humans have in common."
"Goodbye, Neuvillette. I hope you enjoyed the role that was yours for these past five hundred years."
She gave Neuvillette a playful smile, then turned around and began to dance in silence, her steps light.
A sword hung above her head as she danced gracefully beneath it.
The God who loved humanity deeply and had chosen to sacrifice herself danced upon the stage.
Her steps were light, her bearing elegant, her beauty truly breathtaking. She devoted herself to this dance, her own curtain call.
Her curtain call dance seemed rather lonely, much like the solitude she and Furina had endured over these past centuries.
Yet as Neuvillette watched the beautiful, playful God before him, his face was filled with sorrow.
Though he had always declared that he would reclaim the Authority of the Ancient Dragon, now