Chapter 35: Once More, I Went Too Far…
(Celia’s POV)
Will there ever be a cap to my power? Maybe a restriction, or even… surely, there is a cost to this, one which I haven’t seen or noticed, right? Regardless, even I was shocked.
Unlike before, I was certain that my required EXP per level would drastically increase… but what is this bullshit? Do I, for some reason, have a hidden LUCK Stat, which has clearly been maxed out this entire time!?…
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:Status:
Name: Celia.
Sex: Female.
Race: Highest Goddess.
Domain: Lesbian Love.
Age: 304.
HP: 8,981,931,822,494,500/8,981,931,822,494,500.
MP: 92,932,967,841,500/92,932,967,841,500.
AGI: 26,939,953.
STR: 35,896,777.
DEX: 16,981,951.
INT: 58,941,049.
Hunger: 39,542,777/500,000,000.
True Level: 602,093.
Race Level: 586,993/1,000,000.
Current EXP: 4,531/6,000.
Titles: Kin Eater. Giant Killer. Goblin Genocider. Enemy of all Wood. Mark of a Goddess of War and Sex. Mark of a Goddess of Death.
Self Improvement Points: 7,424,475,825,777.
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Faith: “You’re… how the fuck are you almost stronger than Maralia!?” She said with a shocked tone.
Celia: “…It’s due to your Mother’s water, I think?” I replied with an unsure tone.
Faith: “F-fuck…” She swore with a shaky, seemingly scared tone.
Celia: “What? I know that my Status is extremely high right now but… why are you reacting in such a way?” I asked with a curious tone.
Faith: “N-no, it’s nothing. I was just surprised by this, is all. She has some Stats higher than yours, but you’re basically on par with her now.” She replied, quickly adjusting her tone, and praising me with an oddly motherly one instead.
Celia: “Thanks for the praise, but I am more interested in what Maralia thinks of this.” I replied with a giggle.
Faith: “Like me, that woman, and your other wives, surely have a big problem on their hands at the moment.” She replied with a grim tone.
Celia: “Huh? What do you mean?” I asked with a nervous tone.
Faith: “Their panties are probably flooded right now!” She answered with a cheeky tone.
Celia: “(/ />/ A /
Lewd joke aside, Faith is always good at changing the direction of a topic into something more lighthearted. Like many times before, I struggle to feel like… I truly earned this power, but Faith making light of the situation… does calm me down greatly.
Faith: “With this, you have no real reason to get anymore powerful for now. I mean, you can do it for fun, but at this point… any more would just be in poor taste. You should go home and hope that James hasn’t woken up yet.” She proposed.
Celia: “Hm… good idea!” I replied with a nod.
Faith: “Also, I will be sleeping for a bit, so don’t miss me for too long!” She informed.
Celia: “Even with you not being with me for a microsecond… is enough to make me miss you, Faith.” I honestly replied.
Faith: “…You’re too good at flirting!” She angrily pouted.
Using my power called, “Being stupidly overconfident,” I am sure that James is still sleepy like the pretty little princess that she is. I wasn’t gone for that long, after all.
Yes, both Faith and I decided to just ignore how my EXP per level seemingly just… fully capped out at 6,000. To retain your sanity, one must be blind to certain, mind shattering matters, you see…
