Chapter 682 Trials, Tribulations, and Elven Intricacies
"Gah!" Virdis complained after taking a long drink from her wine glass. "This is way harder than I thought!" novεlB1n
"What is the point of this anyway? Galio has declared himself the god of all the goddesses, right? Are we ever going to have to face people like this in the future? Wouldn't it just be easier to ask him for help?" Glacia asked, but O'Lee slammed her water on the table.
"Why do you think he is doing this? Because he wants to look after us?" She scoffed and then took another long drink of her water. "This is about us doing our job. Why do you think this is so hard?"
Cherry, who had been quietly observing the conversation, interjected with a thoughtful expression. "I think Galio wants us to prove not just our power, but our resilience and ability to work together. It's not just about facing external threats; it's about overcoming internal conflicts and finding unity."
Me'Tal nodded in agreement. "These challenges are shaping us into leaders. It's not just about defeating enemies; it's about protecting and leading our people. The Mortal Realm needs strong and capable Goddesses who can navigate complex situations and ensure the well-being of their races."
Virdis sighed. "But do we really need to destroy a city to prove that? I mean, there has to be a better way."
O'Lee leaned forward, her eyes determined. "Galio's trials are harsh, but they're forcing us to dig deep within ourselves. We need to understand the weight of the responsibility we're taking on. It's not just about asking for help; it's about being capable of providing help when our people need us the most."
Glacia remained skeptical. "I get that, but there has to be a balance. Destroying a city for a trial seems excessive."
Litany chuckled. "We couldn't help but witness the spectacle from afar and thought we'd grace you with our presence. After all, we High Elves are not strangers to challenges, although ours tend to be a bit more... sophisticated."
Wendria raised an eyebrow. "Yes, well, we thought we'd offer some guidance. Your methods seem a bit... crude."
"Do you need something? Or would you like me to fix your face?" O'Lee asked, looking up from her water, but Wendria only laughed.
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"Part of me thinks I should have made more bars, and taverns," I groaned as I watched the fight that was sure to unfold.
"Are you just going to watch them?" Tallia asked, and Breya laughed with Grace in her arms.
"What would be the point of all of this if he steps in? Is this not the point of the games to help the women work together?" Breya asked, pushing a lock of her silver hair out of her face, and I chuckled.
"You are both right, but also wrong. The women do need to work together, but the reason why we are doing this is because they haven't for longer than most people can count," I sighed, and looked back down at my portal. "I knew they would fight like this, but I also trust in many of the people that were selected. The girls also made a good point. I am not doing this so I have to keep helping everyone. The girls are going to have to figure out how to deal with their problems."
Both women were silent until Grace spoke up. ""Well, Daddy, I think you're doing a good job. The challenges are tough, but they're bringing out the best in the Goddesses. And besides, they need to learn to rely on themselves and each other, not just on you. It's a learning process, and they'll become stronger because of it."
I smiled at Grace's wise words. "You're right, Grace. It's a journey for all of us, and I have faith that they'll rise to the occasion."
As the conversation continued in the tavern below, I continued to observe the unfolding events, eager to see how the Goddesses would navigate the challenges and emerge stronger from the trials that lay ahead.