Chapter 509: Turn Me into a Cat too

A gray-blue field of vision.

On the vast grasslands.

There stands a towering tree thousands of meters high, its entire body golden and ethereal.

Beneath it, a woman with long orange-red hair sits expressionlessly against the trunk. Beside her stands a strange man wearing a black top hat and dressed in ancient robes.

"Whose letter has made the great Cat God so furious?"

The man stroked his inverted mustache, teasing.

"Someone wearing a hat just as stupid as yours."

Maggie said flatly.

Oscar coughed, then replied seriously:

"You can insult my character, but not my taste… I happen to like this hat very much."

"You used to say the same about your mustache, but Miss Holy Tree has mocked you quite a bit for it."

Maggie rolled her eyes.

Oscar sighed, somewhat dejectedly, and then spoke with a hint of concern:

"You didn't hurt Him, did you? Though Philip died by His hand, you can't blame Him for it…"

"I know, no need for your explanation!"

Maggie said coldly.