With how scheduled God of Monks' life was, it wasn't as long as God of Rogues would've liked until some of his angels grew alarmed with his silence. From there, the news spread. No one believed God of Monks to be dead yet, and God of Rogues couldn't imagine the outrage when they found out… Everyone was alarmed as it was.
Soon, a full-out investigation started. Or, to be more precise, the arguments about who should lead it.
"I'm the most knowledgeable among us. You can look down on me for losing so much of my power, but I didn't lose my knowledge—the most valuable thing I have," Goddess of Wizards stated, jerking her chin up.
"Forgive me, goddess, but you must admit that you aren't the most knowledgeable in every area. Surely Goddess of Druids knows more about nature, and God of Fighters about weaponry… And I know more about crime." God of Rogues smiled sweetly. "Isn't that right, guys?"
