The Goddess of Revenge
Fear of the Owner of the Body

Krystal was shocked that the priest knew her real name, at the same time that Krystal's hand was shaking violently and fear was swallowing deeply. Krystal took a breath to quiet the fear for no reason, though she seemed to have difficulty regulating the rhythm of the breath that felt heavy.

‘That's weird, it looks like the owner of the real body is scared of this priest. What the hell is going on? I have no memory of Krystal ever meeting this priest, not the slightest memory left.’

Krystal was silent with confusion of his thoughts, while the Great Priest was still waiting for a response from Krystal.

“Hei! Didn't you hear me?” reprimand the Pixies, the Great Priestess with a high tone.

Krystal spontaneously raised her face that had been bowed, she had almost forgotten the existence of Pixies.

“What did you say old man? I'm who? Krystallia? Demon god killer? Are you crazy? Obviously I'm Krystal Albertine, I'm not Krystalia. Please fix your eyes and your ears so as not to hear wrong about me again,” replied Krystal.

Pixies growled at Krystal's actions, humiliated and demeaned, and all this time everyone respected him. The emperor himself was respectful towards him, but the girl before him was currently treating him worse.

“Do you want to try evading? I know all about you, I don't understand how you got into that body but you—”

“Ahh come, it's up to you. I'm tired of dealing with obscure people like you, I want to go for a walk again. Don't be so ignorant of my life's problems, you better keep quiet taking care of the girl jal*ng the Emilia. Isn't he the saintess of your pride? Take good care of him before I manage to chop off his head later.”

Krystal passed through the Pixies while giving a subtle bluff, deep down in her heart there were many things she asked, including about the Pixies knowing about her real name.

“Wait first! I'm not done talking to you. I'm just warning you that there's no place for you to escape from this world. Devils like you can't be allowed to live for too long, which is why they chase you wherever you go. Don't be so relaxed, your life is always on the verge of death. Killing the gods is no trivial matter,” said the Pixies grinning thinly.

Krystal stopped her steps, she twisted her body, as well as stared intently at the Pixies.

“I don't care.” Krystal raised her middle finger, “I am not a demon, I am a goddess so I have the right to punish anyone who dares to harass me, including yourself. And one thing you need to know, I never killed a god. I don't know who told you, but for sure it was all fake news,” Krystal continued.

Krystal passed away leaving the Pixies alone, her heart hot and as if exploding as Krystal tried to dodge.

‘That girl really cannot be allowed to stay any longer in this world, her existence is a huge threat. He ordered me to keep an eye on the girl, her demon-like nature as there were already many gods dead in her hands. I mustn't let my guard down, I don't know when that girl will go berserk again. I just first met him, but I felt that his existence was terrible.’

Krystal decides not to resume her walks, she feels claustrophobic after meeting the Pixies. Forced by Krystal to roll back her footsteps, she chose a different path so as not to cross paths with the Pixies again.

Krystal stopped in front of a large mirror, she observed her reflection reflected off the mirror.

‘I don't know until when I'll survive, but I'll settle Krystal's grudge first. That bringsk guy must have given the Pixies orders to keep an eye on me, I don't want to get caught again like I used to. Demon god killer? It's been a long time since I last heard that nickname. Aahh shit! Remembering that time frustrates me.’

...***...

“Your Majesty, have you not slept since last night?” ask Olin.

Krystal from yesterday's sleeplessness, she dissolves in endless complicated thoughts, various thoughts beyond her limits haunting Krystal's brain. Then at this time she was pensive at her dresser while looking at herself in the mirror reflection.

“There are so many things that I have to think about, that's why I don't have time to sleep. Various bad thoughts began to overwhelm me, it feels like I will die if it continues like this.”

Tok tok tok tok

Someone knocked on Krystal's room door, with Olin opening the door to see who had come to visit. It turned out that the man was a servant, and he brought a bouquet of red roses to Krystal. The man's maid didn't mention who the flower was from, she gave it to Olin and ran away afterwards. Then Olin gave a bouquet of roses to Krystal, not forgetting before that he read a letter given along with the bouquet of roses.

Krystal's forehead wrinkled as she read the letter, apparently the flower's sender was Leonard. In her letter, she said that she wanted to take Krystal to lunch today.

“Haha lunch he said? Alright, I will accept the baj*ngan man's invitation, but don't blame me if I upset him later.” Krystal crumpled the paper and threw it in the trash and the bouquet.

Afterwards, Krystal immediately got ready, she was wearing a short dark blue dress. His legs are clearly emblazoned, his hair he scatters to cover his hips, not forgetting he wears perfume with an alluring fragrance. Thin makeup in advance makes anyone captivated by Krystal's appeal. After finishing, Krystal drove away with Olin, as all of her concubines were not at the palace today, including Julian who was invited to leave by Austin at dawn.

Leonard invited Krystal to lunch at a famous restaurant in the middle of the city, the restaurant was always crowded with top-level nobles. Before entering, Krystal sighed and stroked her chest so that her emotions would not be lured out. Then Krystal immediately waltzed inside, many eyes that were staring at her since, but she did not care much. Once inside, Krystal found Leonard waving at her, and Leonard's face was happy to see Krystal accept her invitation.

“Please sit down, Your Highness.” Leonard pulled out a chair and invited Krystal to take a seat.

“Your Majesty? Tumben once you call me Your Majesty, you usually speak non-formally to me. What's the matter? Is there anything you want from me?”