"Goddess be my witness, even if I don't have enough wealth now, I will repay you in the future, this is Odysseus's promise."
Having made a solemn promise, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Odysseus spoke in a deep voice:
"Can this new game begin now?"
"Of course, feel free. But the outcome will be no different."
With a slight smile, Andrea felt a bit sentimental for a moment; this feeling of intellectual domination...truly fascinating indeed.
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The grand assembly in the Mortal Realm was still fervently underway, and preparations for the wedding at sea had also begun, but these were merely spectacles of the surface world; below ground, there was nothing.
Even the invitations sent out by the Divine King seemed intentional or accidental in avoiding the gods of the Underworld, as if they didn't exist at all.
Under the light of the Nether Moon, the corners of the Underworld remained perpetually desolate.
