ââProbablyâ? What do you mean by that?â
Leonaâs ambiguous choice of words left not just me, but the four others listening nearby, visibly confused. It was hard to believe that Leona couldnât recognize the voice of the Goddess.
Moreover, who else but the Goddess could communicate with Leona through the Holy Sword?
âIâm not sure myself. Iâm certain itâs the Goddessâs voice, but... sometimes it doesnât feel like it. Itâs as if there are more voices than there should be. I hope itâs just my imagination...â
Unfortunately, in situations like this, it usually wasnât just her imagination. I looked down at the Holy Sword, feeling a growing unease. I had thought everything was finally over, but it seemed something else had emerged.
âIf it feels like there are more voices...â
I could only hope it wasnât for the reason I suspected.
âAll right, I understand. You said sheâs been trying to contact me? Iâll see whatâs going on.â@@novelbin@@
âYeah. Here, take the Holy Sword.â
I took the Holy Sword and focused my mind. My consciousness began to sink, as if submerging into deep waters, before it suddenly resurfaced. This sensation was different from when I had previously communicated with the Holy Sword.
Then, I heard a commotion.
âA commotion?â
In a normal situation, there wouldnât be any reason for such noise. As I was about to speak, I heard two distinctly different voices arguing with each other.
âItâs too cramped, Sister. Could you move aside? This is my role.
âCramped? Thatâs amusing, considering youâre nothing but a voice.