Chapter 431
Fanatic Oneo
"Smack."
Dura slapped her face, unable to bear watching Onio shouting.
Despite having just been warned, this overly fanatical female mage still managed to be rude to the goddess.
She glanced cautiously at Roland sitting on the throne, and seeing that her goddess did not show any displeasure, she quickly reached out and tugged at Onio's sleeve.
"Calm down."
Durra kept her voice very low, which, while not serving to conceal her presence in the divine realm, demonstrated her respect for the goddess.
"The goddess is not the Miss Laura you know in reality. She only borrowed part of Miss Laura's image when she was resurrected for certain reasons."
"what?"
Onio covered her mouth in surprise.
Looking towards the throne, one sees the "Goddess of Wealth" smiling slightly at them. The golden throne emits a translucent golden light, which surrounds the goddess, making her appear extremely obedient and docile.
Oh no, it really is a goddess.
Although I don't know why the goddess chose to use Miss Laura's image, which doesn't seem like that of a proper, good girl.
But now it is certain that on his first meeting with the goddess, he made a loud noise in court and directly offended her.
Is this opportunity, which we've been waiting for for over a century, really going to be ruined so easily?
I don't want that kind of thing!
Onio's expression twisted, and she was on the verge of tears. If it weren't for the occasion, she would have cried her eyes out.
She bent her knees and was about to kneel down and kowtow to the imposter goddess Roland on the throne.
Fortunately, Roland unleashed a golden divine power in time, lifting Onio into the air.
"Alright, devout child, I won't blame you for such a small matter. It's true that borrowing someone else's image can easily cause misunderstandings."
"However, I am still weak right now, so I won't make any changes for now. You can try to get used to it."
The gentle voice and the warmth emanating from the divine power moved the devout Onio to tears. Tears she had been holding back streamed down her face and dripped onto her medium-sized chest.
"Waaaah, the goddess is so kind! I'll definitely try my best to get used to... no, I'm already used to your image!"
She reached out and pressed her left breast, making the protruding mound slightly indented, and words of praise flowed from her lips.
"My Goddess, you are the most beautiful being I have ever seen. Your succubus appearance accentuates your elegance and nobility, and your voluptuous body reflects your compassion. All the beauties in the dark underground combined cannot compare to your smile."
"My Goddess, I am willing to transform into the most docile dog, nestled at your feet, and forever offer my loyalty!"
……
Roland looked at Onio, who was suddenly standing in the center of the hall, praising her as if she were singing an opera, and the smile on her lips almost disappeared.
Oh my god, that's terrifying.
Is this the fanatic of the Gray Gold family? When we first met, she was a seemingly conservative and old-fashioned beauty.
I never expected him to act so excitedly and out of control.
Calling her a crazy woman wouldn't be an exaggeration.
"Ahem, alright, stop now. I can feel your piety."
Roland gestured for them to stop. Seeing Onio cease her flamboyant performance, she was about to continue speaking when she realized she didn't know the name of the fanatical female mage she had already met once.
Originally, Dura was supposed to give an introduction first, but this fanatical female mage caused trouble at the beginning, disrupting the original schedule.
"My devout child, what is your name?"
"Roland asked."
Onio stood ramrod straight and responded loudly as she bowed.
"Great Goddess, I am your humble believer, Onio Greygold."
"A high-ranking transcendent being from the Gray Gold Family, a mage specializing in magic array setup and ritual magic, who has recently assumed the position of elder within the family."
"Oreo?"
Roland was taken aback and took a closer look at the fervent little beauty.
With her gray-black hair and bangs with a touch of milky white highlights, she looked like a rather old-fashioned and conservative literary girl.
Oh my, black and white, it really does look like an Oreo.
"My goddess, it's Onio!"
Dura stepped forward, put her hand to her mouth, and whispered a reminder to Roland.
"I know, it's Oreo."
"No, it's Ni, Onio!"
"Oh, Onio."
Roland suddenly realized what was going on and looked kindly at the bewildered, enthusiastic young beauty.
"Excellent! A very pleasant-sounding and distinctive name; you're destined for great things!"
"From now on, you'll work hard in God's Kingdom, and I won't be stingy with your rewards—by the way, did Durra tell you why you came here?"
Onio was beaming with joy at Roland's praise, her eyes sparkling with ecstasy and her gaze burning like that of a succubus who had drunk ten bottles of "Sows Gone Wild".
"As the young lady has already said, you need me to refine and optimize a magic circle."
"That's right. Now that you know, come with me."
Roland stood up and led the two to the side of the main hall.
She wasn't walking fast, and Dura and Onio followed behind, their eyes involuntarily drawn to Roland's ample figure.
At this moment, Roland was still wearing the tight-fitting bunny girl outfit, the shiny fabric deeply embedded, generously displaying her fair skin in the air of the divine kingdom.
Onio and Durra gasped.
"hiss……"
"Huh?" Roland turned around, looking at the two of them with a puzzled expression. "What's wrong with you two?"
"It's nothing!"
Dura and Onio shouted in unison, then looked at each other and saw the guilty look in each other's eyes before quickly looking away.
They discovered that it wasn't so bad that the goddess used Miss Laura's image.
At least they were very generous with the perks. Being able to see the goddess's skin in person, even if I died, it would be worth the price of admission!
If it were a character from a classical text, she wouldn't receive this treatment!
Roland didn't delve into the two's strange behavior.
She stepped slightly to the side, making room for them, and displayed the operating [Divine Kingdom Server] magic circle in front of them.
"Onyo, this is the work challenge you'll be facing."
Onio's expression turned serious, and she entered a reliable working state, half-squatting down to examine the top layer of magic array patterns.
Although the magic circle patterns were drawn in strange shapes, losing the elegance of curves and becoming more square and rectangular, the patterns of communication magic could still be vaguely seen.
Message-transmitting magic?
It's just a regular communication magic circle that a mid-level superhuman could set up.
Onio was stunned.
She thought she would face extremely advanced problems, such as complex advanced magic circles, lost unorthodox secret magic circles, or even terrifying forbidden magic circles.
But what the hell is this in front of me?
This doesn't make sense, does it?
How could the goddess be stumped by a simple communication spell?
Onio frowned, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes.
However, her question did not last long.
As she continued to lower her body and look down, she saw a scene that sent chills down her spine.
On the golden floor of the divine kingdom, divine magic-style array patterns were clearly engraved, with strands of magic power connecting to the upper communication magic array in a rough and even violent manner, like spider silk.
Its complex routes are even more exaggerated than the ancient burial grounds of the web-weaving spiders that have been operating for twenty years in the dark underground; a single glance is enough to dazzle the eyes.
She pointed tremblingly to the golden floor, looking up at Roland with a mixture of admiration and awe.
"This is incredible, Goddess."
"You've actually combined divine magic and traditional magic!"