Chapter 51: How the Gods Make a Steep Distinction

I passed by Thanasios in the hallway of the royal castle.

“Eleni, you’re back…where are you going?”

“I’m sorry, I’m in a hurry!”

I rushed to the bath. I had finally gotten used to it, but now was not the time to relax. I washed quickly and poured water over myself, and if I counted to ten while soaking in the tub, it was already over. Since I had come out too quickly, the maids who were supposed to be waiting with towels were not yet ready. I grabbed a towel that was lying around and dried myself off. The maids helped me along the way.

I put on a white long-sleeved dress that was prepared for me and tied my damp hair into a bun. I headed towards the Arche of Apeiron, but then I remembered.

I still didn’t have the golden Styx seal, so I couldn’t go to the Arche of Apeiron alone.

I panicked at the foot of the wide floating stone staircase. I didn’t want to involve Thanasios, but how else could I get there?

Then I thought of Nikita. Actually, I confirmed from a distance that Nikita was there. My eyesight was above average, so I could tell. I hurriedly ran to catch up with him.

“Nikita-sama!”

“Oh, what is it… what’s wrong?”

“Um, do you happen to have the mark of Styx? I have to hurry to the temple!”

Then, Nikita shook her head.

“Unfortunately, I am not a follower of the main god Styx.”

“R-Right, I forgot.”

When I thought it was hopeless, Nikita suddenly smiled.

“Hahaha, I just don’t have it with me right now. My room is right there, let me go get it for you.”

So, I obtained the golden mark of Styx. Nikita generously said, “It’s not something I need, so please take it. Do as you please.” Nikita was a good person. Or maybe he intuitively sensed that it would be beneficial for Thanasios.

I went back up the stairs with the golden mark of Styx in my hand. It was a quick journey, taking only a few steps until the scenery suddenly changed.

A small white sun floating in the sky, a spherical grassy ground, and a small stream flowing through the sky. The priests and priestesses looked at me with curious expressions as I appeared.

I caught a passing priest and asked for directions.

“Please, I have to go to the Styx Temple! Please take me there!”

I must have had a very intense expression on my face. The priest nodded and hurriedly led me to the Styx Temple. I received a small jar and filled it with water, then offered it at the simple altar at the back of the Styx Temple.

I knelt down, clasped my fingers together, and bowed my head with my eyes closed. I didn’t know how to pray properly, but I had seen Yorgia praying like this before. If I did it the same way, it should be better than just closing my eyes like I usually do.

I prayed. It was the first time I had prayed for someone else. For Thanasios, for Helios, please answer my prayers. I only thought of that and hoped it would reach the main god, Styx.

If you think about it, that’s what everyone prays and wishes for. To convey their thoughts to the gods for someone else or for themselves, regardless of whether it’s done with good or bad intentions, under various circumstances.

How do the gods distinguish between them?

My thoughts were interrupted there.

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