127. Father and daughter’s talk.

[Haaa.... Gods and Goddesses are here to help the humans and we have made a deal.] Eunomia sighed.

'Hahaha, she knows how to sigh, how cute.... Ah, right! Ahem, she knows everything...' I found her sigh with a child-like voice so adorable that I forgot that she has the knowledge about everything.

'Wait!'

[A deal? About what?] I frowned for a split second and remembered my thoughts from just a second ago.

'She is smart and can even be called the Goddess of Knowledge.... If I could, I'd give her that title.'

[About the 'Fallen.' Do you know about it?] She asked.

[Yes, but I don't know what these 'Fallen' are...]

[Gods.] She replied firmly.

"Huh? Is she mad?" I muttered out loud.

[Why? What's wrong?] I asked, perplexed.

[Hahahaha! No, no. The 'Fallen' are the 'Gods.'] she laughed and said.