Hate me, Miss Witch!-Chapter 461 - 229: "Corruption" and "Hypnosis" Tags Make a Great Team (Double Edition)_3

Chapter 461: Chapter 229: "Corruption" and "Hypnosis" Tags Make a Great Team (Double Edition)_3

Then, she respectfully got up, intending to leave.

But, it was at this moment—

Rosa felt her vision suddenly turn hazy.

Her consciousness became blurry.

In the depths of her mind, it seemed like a gentle, soft power was guiding her.

Leading Rosa’s spirit towards some distant, lofty direction.

Everything before her flowed with radiant colors, within the ephemeral lights and shadows, Rosa seemingly saw the clear and dazzling starry sky.

Infinitely distant, infinitely bright.

Brilliant and beautiful.

In the next moment.

The hazy and flickering image gradually became clear, became real.

She saw a field of crimson gold.

A gentle breeze swept over, setting the entire field into waves upon waves, rising and falling like the sea, never ceasing.

The rich scent of wheat carried by the breeze greeted her face, making Rosa feel somewhat refreshed and delighted.

The scenery that only existed in the descriptions by the elders of her hometown, a hallmark of the former Kingdom of Lortala, had astonishingly become reality at this moment, appearing once again before Rosa’s eyes.

But immediately, Rosa’s gaze unexpectedly shifted.

Because, amidst the wind-swept golden plains, Rosa saw a graceful, gentle, and extraordinarily holy maiden.

Wheat sprouted at her feet, she was surrounded by springs, adorned with a laurel leaf crown interwoven with various flowers.

The Goddess of Abundance—

Rosa’s heart was startled.

The maiden before her, with her attire and adornments, even that sacred aura, was identical to the sacred statue of the Goddess of Abundance Rosa had seen earlier in the Church of Abundance.

Her father had said... the most devout believers within the Abundance Cult have a very slim chance of receiving a response from the deities during prayers, becoming so-called recipients of Divine Revelation and Divinely Favored Ones, thus joining the Abundance Cult and completely altering the trajectory of their fate.

So, does this mean she too received the Mother Goddess’s revelation, becoming the Divinely Favored One of the Goddess of Abundance?

But—

Rosa questioned herself.

In her heart, was she really that devout to the Mother Goddess?

Just a moment ago, she was still thinking of melting down the Mother Goddess’s statue into silver ingots to sell to traveling merchants, so the townspeople could have a good meal.

Confusion filled Rosa’s heart.

Moreover, upon closer inspection, she also discovered that although the gentle maiden in front of her markedly resembled the statue of the Goddess of Abundance in attire and adornments, she bore slight differences from the statue of the Goddess of Abundance in appearance.

Compared to the dignified and plump Mother Goddess, the maiden with a laurel leaf crown before her appeared more youthful and tender—

As if she were the young version of the Goddess of Abundance.

Such a thought barely arose.

The next moment, Rosa’s gaze froze completely.

In the wind-swept fields of wheat, behind the gentle maiden reminiscent of the Goddess of Abundance.

She abruptly saw a human boy.

Black hair, black eyes.

His face bore a peaceful smile, gently extending his hand to stroke the gentle maiden’s soft chestnut hair beneath the laurel leaf crown.

And the maiden resembling the Goddess of Abundance obediently allowed him to touch her head, without showing any sign of resistance on her face.

"Since I, as your father, have given you the name of the Goddess of Abundance."

"Then from this moment onward, your duty is to bring harvests to the multitude of beings on this vast earth."

"Let all famines vanish completely from this land."

Thus spoke the black-haired, black-eyed human as he stroked the gentle maiden’s head, speaking softly.

"By doing so, you will bring prosperity to the land."

His palm moved slightly.

The next instant, a packet of powdery substance, accompanied by the rhythm of his fingers, spread across the entire field.

Then, as the powdery substance fell.

The wheat fields, which had initially appeared somewhat withered and barren, suddenly came to life at that moment.

In an instant, crops grew rapidly.

Then, blossomed into golden, plump ears of wheat.

"Remember, this is called fertilizer."

The black-haired boy’s words echoed across the boundless Golden Plains, resonating in Rosa’s ears as well.

"Of course."

In his words, there was suddenly an almost imperceptible touch of amusement.

"You can also call it—"

"Jinkela"