Novel & Cerita Goblin Slayer X Priestess

"As I said, the incubus made the right call. I fear they would have learned something about your Mate that would have been reported to the Liminal order right away. Now, step away from her. I will take it from here." It's odd that my dragon goes instantly calm. He trusts this priestess. Fine. I'll trust the asshole's judgment for now. But if the priestess harms a single fucking hair on Bethany's head, there will be one more corpse bleeding on the ground. Gebrit laughs lightly, her head turning in my direction. "A guard dragon, are you?" Fuck. She's a mind reader, or a seer… Something along that line. The others must come to the same conclusion because Asad grips his Moonsit stone tighter, an

A woman, tall and commanding, with hair as pale as snow and eyes as black as coal. The High Priestess. Cerys. “So the little lamb is awake,” Cerys said, her voice cold, yet strangely melodic. “Good. You will need your strength for the night of the full moon.” Chloe’s voice cracked. “Who are you? Why are you doing this?”

Every Silver-Moon warrior found their legs giving out, forced down by the sheer weight of the Priestess’s authority. "I am Elara, daughter of the Moon Priestess!" I yelled, gasping as a contraction doubled me over. "I have the blood that breaks the binds you’re too cowardly to fight! Stand down, or be judged by the light you've ignored!" "She... she really is the True Luna," a warrior whispered, dropping his sword. "The gold eyes... they don't lie." "Silas, left!" Caleb shouted. He grabbed a falling spear out of the air and launched it. The weapon whistled past Silas’s ear, pinning an Obsidian assassin to the wall just as he was about to plunge a dagger into Silas’s back.

Kyra doesn't want to think about it, but it's still a bitter pill to swallow. Suddenly, the entire room became still, as if the air had been sucked out of the room before it turned normal. Both Kaiser and Kyra felt the change. Kaiser instinctively pulled Kyra closer to him. "Witches cannot carry children of their own. They steal the pups of others," Priestess revealed. Kyra looked stunned, and so did Kaiser. "Priestess? What do you mean?" Kaiser verbalized the words that Kyra wanted to ask. Priestess lifted her arm, which was gradually falling apart, like small stars scattered in the sky.

"There are too many of them!" I looked at the priestess. "I'm not jumping in," I said. "I have a family." "Then you doom them," she said simply. The Well erupted. Tendrils of black ichor lashed out, faster than thought. They grabbed the priestess. She didn't scream. She smiled. "The hunger wakes," she whispered. Then she was gone, pulled into the black depths in a heartbeat. The tentacles turned toward us. "Fall back!" I roared. "To the bridge!"

More importantly, why was I so bothered by all of this? I had so many questions, especially as to why the priestess was feeding the maids the strange powder. Judging by the ease in the stance of the other maids, this was probably a familiar procedure for them. Too bad Relya didn't go into any details about what I'd face down here. “You have sacred blood, your majesty.” A priestess took one of his hands, peering down at his palm. “Demon, werewolf. Child of the moon, child of the curses. Through each spilled drop, the ritual gets closer to completion.”

And the fucking Council. "Another traitor then," Alexander concluded. Breathing heavily. His eyes were of his wolf's. "I need to know where that witch was found. Show me. We will use that same portal." She exited out of the room. She kept murmuring spells in her Gaelic brogue. "A fucking child. That bitch is pure evil." The High Priestess growled. The lure of a defenseless child will draw his Mish. Their experiences in life had made them vulnerable to such a situation.

I did not know whose door to knock. “You know that the witch of strength and potions has suddenly found a lover and she will be busy in creating love spells and all that shit that would not be necessary for your purposes. So finally you come here. What do you want to steal now, eh?” asked the Priestess as Percival’s entire posture grew stiff and the way he glanced at the woman darkened.

Her silver robes shimmered, her gaze sharp and piercing. And then, the air filled with divine energy as the Moon Goddess herself appeared, her form glowing with celestial light. Her silver hair flowed like liquid moonlight, her expression unreadable yet commanding. At her side stood, my mother, the High Priestess, draped in sacred robes, her staff humming with ancient power. Their arrival sent a shockwave through the field, causing Kaelvor’s men to falter in their chanting, fear flashing in their eyes. Even Kaelvor’s smirk stiffened, his amusement fading.

steeling myself for whatever fate awaited me. My pulse thundered in my ears, and for a moment, I thought my heart might burst. But then, the air changed.A gasp rippled through the warriors behind me. My eyes snapped open, and I froze. Before me stood a figure unlike anything I’d ever seen. Her presence was overwhelming, her form cloaked in radiant light that shimmered like liquid silver. Her eyes glowed with a deep, celestial blue, and her robes seemed to ripple as though woven from moonlight itself. The chamber was silent, except for the sound of her voice, which resonated like the chime of a thousand bells.“The Moon Goddess has heard your pleas,” she said, her voice calm yet commanding, “