Village Head's Debauchery
chapter-1032

Eleanora and Orion soon emerged into the open space outside the Bastion.

As Eleanora began to speak, she was interrupted by a sudden, oppressive force descending upon her shoulders. The force enveloped her and gently lifted her off the ground.

Orion activated the One-Winged Sky Art and soared into the air. Together, they swiftly left the Wanderlust Travelling Tortoise Runaway City.

...

Eleanora's hair fluttered gently in the wind as she hovered above the clouds. Her light crimson dress, embroidered with sparkling precious stones and featuring a high slit on her left side, billowed around her. She clasped the front of her dress tightly against her voluptuous chest to prevent her private features from being exposed, but her back was bare to the world, revealing the otherworldly draconic sigil.

Eleanora maintained a calm and serious expression, radiating an aura of indifference. However, the emotions raging within her heart were entirely different; fear, uncertainty, hope, and anticipation flowed through her, leaving her emotionally strained. Even as a succubus, these emotions were too much for her to handle.

'Calm yourself, Eleanora. You are the only woman I know who knows how to handle her emotions best, regardless of the circumstance,' Eleanora thought.

Behind her, at a distance, Orion stood in the air with his mask still on. He summoned the Crimson Greatsword, which appeared in a dazzling array of light before revealing itself, along with Aerialia.

Aerialia looked at Eleanora in the distance, then focused on Orion. "Haven't I explained to you that I'm not interested in how you choose to handle your desires?" she said sternly.

"That's not it! You know I would never summon you if it wasn't something serious. Just look closer at her back and tell me what you see," Orion responded swiftly.

Aerialia rolled her eyes at Orion's words before nodding and shifting her attention to the back of the half-clothed woman in the distance. Suddenly, her gaze turned sharp. "That's a draconic sigil. How did you come across something like that?" Aerialia asked, redirecting her attention to Orion.

Orion explained everything that Eleanora had mentioned to him.

"So, what are your thoughts on it? Is it truly a map?" Orion asked.

Aerialia nodded. "Although it's complex, fortunately, you have me here," she responded. "It is a map, but it's incomplete. She'll need to completely master this legendary art before we can fully understand how it works. Also, I think this might be the work of a Divine being, so you have to be careful."

Orion immediately became alert. "A Divine Being? Is it related to the dragon god?" he asked. They had witnessed Oberon kill the dragon god, so he was curious about how this was related to a Divine being.

"The dragons are a promiscuous race, always seeking to sow their seed into everything, leading to the creation of numerous half-breeds. So, it doesn't necessarily have to be related to the dragon god, especially when the Divine Mysteries can turn a mortal into a god," Aerialia responded, shaking her head.

"Nonetheless, there's a possibility it's him since we witnessed Oberon kill him, but not his Divine Apostles," she added with a smile.

Upon hearing Aerialia's words, Orion nodded in understanding, though confusion soon filled his expression again.

"Apart from the various reasons I've explained to you for giving mortals our blood and turning them into Divine Apostles, it's because by doing so, once they attain godhood, certain parts of our aspects are assimilated into them, making them not too distinct from the god they once served. It's another form of reincarnation where our essence gets to live on within Divine Apostles," Aerialia explained. She then added, clenching her fist angrily, "This is also why I can't wait to meet that Naka and deal with him for using my Divine Blood to create the Divine Apostles."

It had taken her a long time to accept the existence of her Divine Apostles, but she wouldn't lessen her anger against the manmade god who had created them.

Orion nodded again, then shook his head tiredly. He remembered thinking that he could squeeze out many years of information regarding the gods from Aerialia to be prepared for them. Still, Aerialia had told him how unrealistic that was.

He had eventually come to the same realization and conceded. Nonetheless, he didn't lack the necessary information concerning the gods. And with Aerialia's presence, he didn't need to worry about what he was still ignorant about.

"Now that we've verified the map's authenticity, all we have to do is have her teach it to one of our warriors. They'll be able to swiftly unravel the mysteries behind the map. Maybe we might even finally find the whereabouts of a divine being," Orion said, pondering deeply to devise a viable solution for the problem before him.

"I don't think teaching anybody this art would be advisable. Apart from the dubious circumstances under which she obtained this Legendary Art from a man who neither wanted to monopolize it nor the Divine Artifact, such a Legendary Technique shouldn't be as simple as it looks. It might have severe consequences if you teach it to one of your warriors," Aerialia responded, her expression serious as she redirected her focus back to Eleanora.

A deep frown emerged on Orion's face. He wasn't willing to sacrifice one of the Paradise Warriors or put them in danger recklessly. "So the only option we have now is to aid her in practising the Legendary Art to completion?" Orion asked.

"Yes," Aerialia nodded. "Even though we have goddess Ilse, we are still unaware of the changes that have transpired among the divines, so we must be careful and lay low until we are prepared. Also, if it truly relates to a Divine Artifact, I doubt you'll possess the strength to wield another with your current abilities. So it's best to delay this matter for now."

Due to whatever changes Naka had made to her Divine Artifact and the mountain the Aegis of the Arctic Deity had specially crafted for him, Orion didn't need to spend too much stamina and energy utilizing them.