Village Head's Debauchery

Nevertheless, the only thing that bothered him was that Margona was no longer wearing the attractive attire she had worn when they first met. During their meetings, she switched to wearing blue pyjamas with a robe. Unable to suppress his curiosity, he asked her why she was dressed that way.

Her response was, "Do you know how uncomfortable it is to wear such extravagant clothes for long periods? You're also too timid to make any advances, so it's best to dress in the most comfortable attire to reduce the chances of making mistakes during our experiments and risk getting them soiled."

Even her hair was tied up in a scarf to prevent it from falling into the experiments or getting in the way.

Once again, Orion saw no reason to start an argument that would go nowhere, so he remained silent. He was beginning to think that divine beings naturally had thick skin and were filled with pettiness.

Suddenly, Margona paused, staring at the cauldron with a thoughtful expression. She shifted her gaze away and jotted something down in the book again before turning to Orion.

"Handle the mess," Margona said, then turned and walked toward the couch. She placed the book on the table and lazily laid down. Grabbing a teapot, she poured herself some tea.

Orion nodded and grabbed a towel from the hanger beside the shelves. He brought it over to the area where the chemicals had stained the surroundings and began cleaning.

Fortunately, the towel was enchanted to clean anything it touched, absorbing the residue no matter how difficult. All it took was a single swipe on each section to make the area spotless. Orion took the cauldron, mortar, and other materials they had used for the experiment. He placed them in a large covered bowl at the edge of the room filled with a mysterious liquid solvent that cleaned them instantly within seconds.

He recalled asking Margona about leaving the mess for Zera to handle, as she was a demigoddess and could easily clean up the area with her abilities.

Margona had responded, "Zera is not our servant to clean up after our mess. She's a demigoddess. It's already generous enough that she provides her body and time for our use."

Hearing her response, Orion kept silent and continued cleaning up the mess from their experiments.

On the couch, Margona placed her tea back on the table, grabbed the book and pen, and wrote for several more minutes before stopping.

"Orion, come and take this," Margona called.

Orion swiftly finished his task and walked over to her. He received the book and opened it without hesitation, scanning through it thoughtfully.

With his growing skills in alchemy, he could now determine the results of various ingredients combined without needing to test them with equipment.

Margona had taught him this skill, which helped him understand why she often looked at her book with such focus.

"So eager, but not an ounce of respect," Margona muttered with a soft sigh.

Orion closed the book and bowed respectfully toward her. "Thank you for sharing your knowledge with me."

However, Margona didn't respond directly. Instead, she said, "The divine and Vylkr energy synergy might improve if we add another drop from the Fountain of Evergold. It could pre- purify the base, making it smoother."

"It's risky, but it might work. However, if we add too much, we might destabilise the entire mixture, so let's use half the usual amount. We can also try delaying the infusion of the final ingredient. Suppose we add it while the elixir is still cooling. In that case, it might stabilise the synergy," Orion responded thoughtfully, offering his own input.

Margona turned to him with a grin. "That's even riskier. It could explode," she responded thoughtfully. "However, the cauldron's enhancements should be able to handle that level of amplification. It's worth a try. We might be close to success and even develop a new synergy state."

Orion was briefly dazed by her wide grin but quickly recomposed himself and nodded. "I hope it works," he said.

Margona suddenly narrowed her eyes at him. "Stop taking the elixirs for now, or you might die," she warned.

Orion nodded solemnly. He wasn't surprised that Margona could sense the Vylkr energy buildup within him, even in her current form. It only made him question whether her body was indeed comparable to a mortal's while in this form.

"I have everything under control, so it's not something you need to worry about," Orion replied.

Margona's expression shifted to a more serious look. "Aren't you being too arrogant? Despite your natural resistance to Vylkr energy, there's still a limit to how much you can tolerate before your body reaches its breaking point, right?" she asked.

Orion realised that Margona had misunderstood his breakthrough in reaching the threshold of a five-star warrior as a looming disaster.

He decided to explain the situation to her.

Margona was surprised and entered into deep contemplation. After a moment, she refocused on Orion and asked, "Can I observe when you advance to the next stage?"

Orion hesitated.

"I understand it's a crucial phase, so I won't do anything reckless like trying to harm you. I only want to observe. Understanding how Vylkr containers are formed could benefit us in the future. Besides, I'm sure your partner and goddess will also be present to observe, and they'll watch over you closely," Margona responded, assuring him.

"I still need to prepare a few things before I'm ready to advance. I'll let you know when I'm done and ready," Orion replied.

Margona stared at her teacup momentarily before drinking the last of its contents. She set the cup aside and rose from her seat.

"We're done for today. We'll continue next time," Margona said, glancing at Orion.

Suddenly, a bright flash radiated from her, forcing Orion to shut his eyes. When the light faded, he opened them to see Zera standing before him.

"How was your experiment with Margona this time?" Zera asked, smiling brightly. Her eyes quickly scanned Orion and the book in his hand.

Orion wanted to respond, but as he remembered something, he remained silent. He wished there was a way to complain about the goddess without her overhearing.

Zera chuckled as if she could read his mind. "You can tell me about it on our way out," she

said.

Orion nodded and walked out of the alchemy laboratory with Zera beside him. Zera rarely emerged, as Margona usually left in a hurry before transforming. He carefully chose his words as he began recounting what had transpired over the past few days.

With a vast void with countless stars scattered overhead, two women radiating divine formidable pressure stood opposite each other on a white plain that stretched far into the

distance.

The first was a woman with dark skin and shoulder-length golden hair, dressed in a knee- length black gown as dark as night, with rough edges at the hem.

The other had fair skin with raven-black hair adorned with a blue diadem set with a crystal amethyst and numerous other jewels. She wore an open-chested, blue-fitted dress that flared

slightly at the hips.

The dress had long, tight sleeves, and netting extended over the other half of her arms down to her wrists. Over her dress, she wore a black leather waistpiece with mysterious blue embroidery resembling a corset, held together by a beautiful blue gem at the centre.

A fur-lined cape nearly the same length as her dress was draped over her shoulders. Her legs were covered in strappy heels that stopped just above her ankles.

These women were the goddess of the Twilight Chorus and Fortune and the goddess of Malovence and Witches.

Margona's attire differed slightly from the first time she had met Orion, indicating that her choice of clothing was intentional. Nonetheless, both women stared at each other intently, their expressions cold and emotionless.

"When will you stop this nonsense?" the first woman asked.

"I and Zera have already come to an agreement. I'm not forcing her. Also, I'm not the one who advised you to make a bad first impression. You have only yourself to blame for that," Margona responded, her tone cold and devoid of emotion.

It was enough to send a chill down the spine of any individual that had heard it. If Orion was present, he would swiftly realise that the Morgana radiated a more intense eerie aura than in

their meetings.

Listening to Margona's words, the other woman narrowed her gaze. "I'm curious to see what you're planning, so I'm willing to let it go for now. However, you should be careful. The long- term effects of manifesting using Zera's body aren't something even you could handle," she

warned.

Margona nodded, fully aware of what she meant. With her divine soul, she could manifest using Zera's body, but because she had to seal her power to avoid detection by the divine mysteries, manifesting as a mortal masked by Zera's divine aura subjected her to Zera's

emotional states.

This meant that if Zera were angry while performing a particular task, Margona would feel a slight surge of anger within herself.

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