Village Head's Debauchery-Chapter 1262: Parenting a little goddess, Healing the water nymph demigoddess!

After interrogating HX-09 and visiting the Sundial, he was supposed to meet with Zera, Ilse, Anara, and the rest of his tree nymph partners, along with the Nymph Water Demigoddess. The two goddesses within Zera would be examining the Water Nymph Demigoddess to see how they could help her recover.

Fortunately, they had already ascertained that they could restore her to a better state, so there was no need to bother General Reynold and Oberon about the matter. While they focused on other important issues.

Orion vanished once more and reappeared within a lush forest. Instantly, he realized he had exited the Golden Palace Domain and entered the domain created by Anara’s Divine Mandate, the Root of All Creation.

As soon as Orion arrived, he tracked their location and vanished again, reappearing before them.

With just a thought, the Throne of Infinite Edicts carried out all these movements without Orion lifting a finger. As General Reynold had said, this was indeed a throne meant for the Supreme Leader of Paradise.

When Orion appeared, his eyes fell on Anara, Dariya, Malaia, and Nadia, with Grace and Sylvalis standing beside them. On the other side stood Ilse.

Their gazes were fixed on the goddess of Twilight Chorus and Fortune, who was now seated in midair behind the Nymph Water Demigoddess, also seated in midair, her form now more solid. The nymph’s back was exposed, displaying mysterious runes, glyphs, and other inscriptions continuously shifting into various strange forms.

Her back was to the goddess of the Twilight Chorus and Fortune, who controlled the ever-shifting symbols with her hands. She moved at a rapid pace, fast enough to blur as she kept up with them.

The atmosphere was tense, growing thicker by the second, but the moment Orion appeared, the tension was broken.

"Daddy!" Grace yelled excitedly, immediately sensing Orion’s presence and starting to run toward him. She stopped suddenly, noticing the throne Orion was seated on.

"Woah! What are you sitting on? It looks fancy!" She resumed her approach, rushing forward to examine the throne from every angle.

Sylvalis couldn’t help but feel a sense of familiarity as she gazed at the throne. She had sensed similar emotions around Grace’s mothers and their Divine Mandates, but the sensation was much stronger with Orion.

Everyone sensed Orion’s presence and turned to look at him, their expressions shifting to curiosity as they observed the throne he sat upon.

Unlike Grace and Sylvalis, they had already seen the message Orion had sent moments ago and knew that he had received another Divine Mandate from the new Mysteries, now known as the Will of the Twelve Step Stairs.

Though they were aware of some of its abilities, they knew there were likely several more powerful abilities Orion hadn’t informed them of. After all, wouldn’t the Will of the Twelve Step Stairs personally grant the Supreme Leader of Paradise, its most favoured individual, a Divine Mandate more powerful than his last one and theirs?

They agreed with Grace’s words that the throne was indeed impressive.

Nadia gulped, sensing the overbearing, unfathomable aura that Orion exuded. It wasn’t something that could be tamed, no matter how much he tried. She had a thought that the Supreme Leader of Paradise had grown stronger again.

Ilse narrowed her eyes at the throne, scrutinizing it while clenching her teeth, various emotions surging through her.

The goddess of the Twilight Chorus and Fortune, along with the Water Nymph demigoddess, remained in their positions, unaware of Orion’s presence. They were currently engaged in a complicated task that required their full attention. Any distraction could cause serious problems that neither could handle, so a protective barrier surrounded them as a precaution.

Orion noticed this as well and made sure his arrival wouldn’t disturb them. He quickly activated the inky black halo rotating around him, transforming it into a crescent-shaped opening for Grace to pass through.

Taking the cue, Grace rushed forward and landed on Orion’s lap. She traced her fingers along the armrest and backrest of the throne, which resembled the mighty wings of a predator.

Grace refocused her gaze on Orion and asked, "Is this yours, Daddy?"

"Yes, it’s mine," Orion replied with a smile.

"Can I borrow it then?" Grace asked, her golden iris widening with a pleading look.

"No, it’s not a toy. But I can create something similar for you to use without causing any problems," Orion responded, shaking his head.

Though he could lend it to her and prevent the throne from causing any issues under his control, he knew there were lessons Grace needed to learn. As the youngest goddess in Paradise, daughter of the Supreme Leader, and a goddess of the tree nymph race, there was little Grace couldn’t get within Paradise.

But if she wanted the throne so badly, Orion felt it was important to teach her that some things in life shouldn’t be coveted, no matter one’s status or strength. He wanted to raise a responsible child he could trust to navigate the world without causing chaos.

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Orion knew Anara had already started taking this approach, which explained her strictness with Grace. As a father, he felt it was his duty to support this and guide his daughter correctly while she was still young and under constant supervision.

Just thinking about what an untrained, full-grown teenage goddess could become was enough to solidify Orion’s resolve.

"...Hicc... Hicc... Daddy doesn’t love me," Grace whimpered, her expression turning teary.

Orion playfully pinched her cheeks and tugged them gently. "Silly girl... This throne is meant only for the Supreme Leader of Paradise. Though I could lend it to you if I do, I would have to lend it to your other siblings and your mothers too, so no one feels left out," he explained, giving her a reasonable answer.

Grace wiped away her tears and nodded. "...True," she muttered, furrowing her brows in thought. Then she leaned forward and whispered into Orion’s ear, "If that’s the case, why don’t we keep it a secret? I promise I won’t tell anyone. If you do the same, no one will ever find out."

Orion sighed.

The women below chuckled softly, clearly overhearing Grace’s response.

Meanwhile, Nadia couldn’t help but watch the interaction with envy. She had become attached to Grace since meeting her, drawn to her existence as a half-human, half-nymph. She also longed for a child of her own.

However, the only one capable of granting her such a miracle was the Supreme Leader of Paradise. Knowing this, Nadia quickly dismissed such thoughts whenever they appeared, not daring to dwell on them.

Anara stepped forward and spoke. "Grace, didn’t you hear your father say no?" Her voice reached Grace’s ears, causing her to flinch.

Grace turned to see Anara’s narrowed gaze, then threw her head to the side. "Humph! Let’s go hang out with the others, Sylvalis. It seems we aren’t welcome here," she huffed, gesturing for Sylvalis to join her as she took off into the skies, heading toward the direction of the tree nymphs who had recently been freed from their cursed form and were still mentally recovering.

Sylvalis quickly followed, not wanting to be left behind.

Orion turned to Anara and nodded, which she reciprocated with a nod of understanding.

Witnessing this scene, the envy in Nadia’s eyes grew before she quickly suppressed it.

At that moment, the goddess of the Twilight Chorus and Fortune stopped moving her hands and rested them on her legs, escaping her lips with a heavy sigh. Before her, the continuously morphing inscriptions radiated an intense light and spun even faster before exploding into countless particles of light that dispersed into the air.

After they vanished, the Water Nymph Demigoddess fainted to the side. Fortunately, the goddess of the Twilight Chorus and Fortune swiftly caught her and made her body levitate beside her.

A piece of clothing materialized on the Water Nymph Demigoddess’s upper body, covering her once-exposed back.

Sensing they were done, Anara dispelled the invisible barrier surrounding them.

The goddess of the Twilight Chorus and Fortune turned her gaze toward them, her attention quickly caught by the levitating throne and Orion seated on it. Her expression shifted from shock to dumbfoundedness, then to fear and realization, before she swiftly regained her composure, her face returning to its usual rigid and emotionless state.

She stood up and approached them. She nodded at Orion. "I’m done. She will wake up in a few days with a more stable consciousness and body," she said, glancing at the Water Nymph Demigoddess, who levitated beside her.

Even she had forgotten the Demigoddess’s name, as she hadn’t cared about the names or origins of the divine beings she had trained to fight against the Will of the Divine Mysteries. She only cared about their potential and how it would help her achieve victory.

"What did you do?" Orion asked, looking at her.

"The crest on her body was something I created after studying the Divine Apostle Crest that Naka had been working on before he left Paradise. Though he took all of his research materials, there were still traces of his trials and errors, which we managed to piece together and recreate," the goddess of the Twilight Chorus and Fortune explained.