Chapter 107: Levitra's Love
Bella Trix was drowning in regret.
She knew that divine prophecies were almost always accurate unless a god was deliberately lying to toy with mortals.
She simply had not expected it to come true this quickly. She had planned to wait, hoping to profit without having to debase herself.
Instead, the godblessed had marched straight to her doorstep. Worse still, he hadn't even lifted a finger. His assorted undead underlings alone had crushed her completely.
The moment Ambrose appeared, Bella Trix had been convinced that this was divine punishment: retribution for her disregard of the prophecy, and for her opportunistic mindset.
As a result, she decided to devote herself wholeheartedly to the godblessed, in accordance with the goddess's revelation.
Ambrose, however, frowned deeply. Something about this felt very suspicious.
"Doesn't the Mistress of Pain's doctrine permit lying?"
Bella Trix panicked.