I received a scolding from the god of order as soon as I opened my eyes. As expected from the god who liked giving long and torturous lectures. I just tuned out his lecture just like many times before in these three thousand years.
"Shouldn't you praise me instead?" I asked as I twirled my hair with my finger. "I solved your problem."
"You didn't solve the problem. You just delayed it," he stated.
I shrugged. "Well at least it's not going to be your problem for a few hundred years. Rachelle is definitely going to carry out the catch me if you can plan."
The god of order looked at me with a frown on his face, clearly not understanding what I was suggesting.
"Rachelle is definitely the kind to run away and hide from the god of light because she believes she does not deserve the love of Lucian once she realized she's the one killing him off in the past," I tsked. "I wonder how long their hide and seek would last?" I chuckled.
