Chapter 100 The Will of the Goddess

"Pisya has already heard your prayers and has sent down an oracle," the little maid said in as solemn a voice as possible.

She had been doing this kind of work recently and was now quite adept at it.

But Hirodod wasn't buying it this time. Furrowing his brow, he said, "How come it's always signs? I could hear Pisya's voice before even without training, and now after doing as you've suggested for so long, I can still only see these signs."

A hint of suspicion flashed across Hirodod's eyes, and his gaze toward Clara cooled, "Are you deceiving me?"

The little maid felt a chill in her heart, but her expression remained calm, "This is not a sign."

"Then what is it?"

"A kind of writing."

"Writing?"

"Precisely, it is the language of the gods. You said you hoped Pisya could communicate with you, so now she is communicating with you in this way."

"Is that so, then what is she saying?" Hirodod's eyes still harbored suspicion.