Doro encountered a white-haired girl.

Her white hair was more dazzling than her dim halo, and the feathers behind her looked rather disheveled, completely different from the appearance of other Angels.

Doro sensed a different aura from this girl, instinctively realizing that she was searching for him.

So, he quickly pulled the girl into the curtain given by Mohe.

"Ah! My Hero!"

The girl's eyes sparkled with light. Her petite figure reminded him of Mohe, as most of the girls around Doro were voluptuous, with Mohe being the only petite type, and even Mohe had a rather alluring demeanor. However, Doro personally found Mohe's usual appearance to be more approachable. When she became alluring, her personality seemed to turn somewhat aloof, though that was also quite charming — it was mainly a matter of personal preference.

The eyes of the girl before him, however, were different from Mohe's. These eyes resembled those of species from the Celestial Realm, very counterintuitive.

Ordinarily, Mohe's eyes were distinct in black and white, with a pitch-black pupil in the center, seemingly deep enough to contain everything in the world. However, the eyes of this species had pure white in the very center, and on the outside, where one would expect the whites of the eyes, it was black — could such eyes really see anything?

Though Doro had his doubts, upon hearing the girl's words, he seemed to understand something.

"You are… the Goddess!"

"Yes, my dear Hero!" The girl suddenly hugged Doro, tears even welling up in her eyes. "I have been watching over you for a very long time!"

The Goddess watched over her Hero, the Hero she chose, she watched for a very long time?

There were many questions they wanted to ask. All three of them here had significant doubts they wished to inquire about, but her words guided the direction of their attention.

"A very long time… but I am only in my thirties?"

The time scale for long-lived species is different, as seen from Mohe's previous attitude. She didn't care at all about a span of decades or hundreds of years. She had lived through many units of measurement counted in "ten thousand years", so a mere thirty-some years was indeed too short.

So short that Mohe wouldn't even take it to heart, and correspondingly, the Goddess should be the same.

Yet she spoke of "a long time".

For an eternal being, just how long a time is considered "a long time"?

The girl released Doro, wiping away the tears from the corner of her eyes: "My Hero, I know there are many questions in your heart, I will slowly answer them for you…"

Her gaze appeared extremely earnest: "Though there are some urgent things to do, there is no rush to such an extent. I can answer all of your doubts. You probably don't understand why I said I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Doro nodded, and the other two girls looked at them with considerable caution.

"Indeed, you were only born thirty-some years ago, but, my Hero." Her eyes revealed a kind of nostalgia, "The time I have waited for you has already exceeded ten thousand years. It is not just ten thousand years."

Charlette and Feiker both showed a shocked expression. However, Doro's expression was very calm, and he seemed unmoved: "Waiting for me? Waiting for someone like me?"

"No, no, not waiting for someone like you, just you, only you, the unique existence." Julia looked deeply at Doro, her gaze not appearing to lie. The bizarre pupils revealed a unique sincerity, "I don't know if Modoh ever told you about me."

"…She did."

"How did she introduce me?"

"She said that you chose to guide the life you created, but in the end, you were destined to be devoured by the life you created, and then die."

Julia nodded: "That evaluation is indeed objective, though I don't think she's that much better either… However, my Hero, you should perhaps know deeper matters; back then, I didn't answer Modoh's question, but I can give you the answer to that question."

"What?"

The Goddess did not answer the Demon King's question.

It undoubtedly piqued one's curiosity, even if Doro would never say: "I have no interest in this at all."

That would clearly be nonsense.

Julia's gaze trembled slightly, as if she was recalling the events of the past: "Speaking of which, before that, I ask you one question, how did Modoh describe the relationship between her and me?"

"She said you were once considered to be lovers."

"…Really?"

"Really. But she also said that no relationship remains eternal and unchanged, no matter how everlasting something seems at the time, it will eventually change."

"Is that so?" Julia's expression was somewhat complex, making it difficult to understand her thoughts. She thought of Mohe, whom she met earlier. The other party didn't have the tone one should have when speaking to a lover — perhaps because she was merely an Evil Spirit of Julia?

She restrained this thought and continued: "Once, when our paths were inevitably diverging, Modoh asked me why I had to go to the Celestial Realm. If it was only a struggle, the ground or the ocean could also be a battlefield—there was no reason for me to create the Celestial Realm. At that time, I did not answer Modoh."

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