The Moon Goddess and Her Mate novel Chapter 11

A slender woman was still standing on a large tree so that no one could see her directly. She stayed there for a few moments, watching her surroundings. “I have to brave myself. If not now, then when? But before that, I have to make myself invisible, so that everything is safe.”

“Etmandth vietz agraionth therzth allveth mortal vught paraatz nerioth!”

In less than ten seconds, Atvertha's entire body turned transparent, so the moon goddess became more relieved. She came out of hiding, with no need to be afraid at all. In her right hand, she still holds the dirty clothes stained with blood, as if guiding the girl to show her where to go.

“Hopefully, I can find where the mortal is. I am ready for anything, even if it hurts me a lot."

The virgin continued to walk while remaining alert to her surroundings. The more the moon goddess got closer to the mortals, the violet-eyed girl realized that if so, many people gathered, they even surrounded the bonfire, so curiosity arose in her mind.

“Is the mortal having an important meeting? Mom once said in class that humans do have a habit of gathering with each other, just like us, the immortals. The time held also varies, and it all depends on the needs of each group. Does the same apply to them?”

No one was able to see the only daughter of the couple, Goddess Helion and Goddess Avtexia, so that made Atvertha immensely relieved. A few moments later, the girl suddenly stopped walking, because the young lady was stunned when she saw a man who was familiar to her. "Is not he—"

A tall, burly man was standing, leaning his back against a tree. The distance between Atvertha and the man was about a hundred meters, but the girl could see the faces and stature of the opposite sex so clearly, as if there was no gap at all.

That's him! I remember well his face and his body! He looks healthy to me. Thank goodness that guy made a full recovery, so he did not die prematurely, Atvertha thought. The girl continued to gaze at the target. Meanwhile, the man was still staring at the bonfire with a blank expression.

When the goddess wanted to take a step, suddenly the mother's words echoed in her mind. "Atvertha, no matter what happens, never marry a mortal, even if your life is at stake!"

The two hundred-and-seventy-year-old woman was stunned, so she did not dare to approach the man of her heart's dream. Atvertha was still standing where she was, even though so many people were passing by. Time seemed to go by so slowly for Atvertha, because the girl could do nothing at the moment, after remembering a warning from her mother — Goddess Atvexia.

"Why, at a time like this, do I even remember the message from mom? To be honest, it was not a message, but a serious warning from her. But what can I do now? It makes me sad, because considering the difference in status between us,” Atvertha muttered softly.

In the midst of the doubts that swept within, from the left side of the male mortal, a blonde-haired woman appeared to be approaching the man, carrying two glasses made of wood. She patted the muscular man's right hand. “Armen!”

The owner of the name turned to the person while frowning. "Yes? What's up Atlanta?"

The woman who was about nineteen years old smiled sweetly. She looks happy because the opposite sex has given his attention to her. While the man who has a height of one hundred and ninety-two centimeters tall is still staring at the girl. Unbeknownst to them, a pair of eyes were watching their conversation.

“I was looking for you, Armen. This is for you."

She also gave a glass that had been brought and had been held in his right hand. A smile was returned to the lips of the young girl as if she had done a good job.

"Thank you."

The man accepted it well. He brought the tip of the glass to his nose as if he could smell the aroma emitting from it. Meanwhile, the woman named Atlanta continues to pay attention to the green-eyed man and Atvertha realizes that a female mortal likes that male mortal and that it hurts her heart deeply.