Sunny remained silent for a few moments, absorbing what Noctis had told him. The Altar Island was calm and tranquil, the lake surrounding it shimmering in the darkness with the reflected moonlight. The branches of the ancient tree swayed gently above his head.
'Because she was worshipped…'
He snorted and looked away, feeling bitterly disappointed, for some reason. After a while, he said darkly:
"So, what? That is all there is? Sun God was jealous?"
The sorcerer glanced at him, lingered for a moment, and then slowly shook his head.
"No… no, he wasn't."
Noctis remained silent for a bit, then sighed.
"The gods had never shown any animosity toward daemons. In fact, their relationship was somewhat friendly. In the battles of the ancient times, they even fought side by side as allies."
He frowned.
