Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End Chapter 555.2: Sheltering Him (2)

The Mother Goddess stared at Roel in a daze. Micher frowned in confusion, not knowing what Roel was up to.

“Mother Goddess, is there a problem?” Roel asked.

“No, there isn’t a problem, but… are you certain you want Me to use that spell?” the Mother Goddess asked in unease.

Roel answered with a determined nod. Seeing that, the Mother Goddess’ eyes slowly became firm.

Micher was at a loss. He was confident in his research and didn’t believe that Roel could pass the Lie Detection Spell, but the other party’s confident demeanor unnerved him. In any case, his opinion no longer mattered since Roel and the Mother Goddess had decided to go through with this.

Mana began to surge from the Mother Goddess, as Her black hair turned silver and Her golden eyes glowed crimson. She slowly floated into the air, taking Her place as the ruler of the moon. A cold silver light shone from Her body as the atmosphere seemed to turn a little chilly.

She gazed upon Roel with authoritative eyes.

“Answer Me, Roel. Were you the one who wrote the letters Micher spoke of?”

“No, I wasn’t the one who wrote those letters, and neither was I aware of their content.”

“!”

The Mother Goddess was astounded. Her body trembled ever so slightly from sheer agitation. Her mana was telling Her that those words that had just been spoken were the absolute truth. Not only that, Roel’s follow-up statement also eliminated all other possibilities.

She had only asked Roel whether he was the one who wrote the letters, but Roel further added that he was oblivious to the content of the letters. This meant that he couldn’t have had others write those letters in his stead, which implied that the correspondence was falsified!

“It’s the truth,” the floating Mother Goddess replied with a rare smile.

The guests were first taken aback before confusion took over.

Who else could have written the letter if it wasn’t from the Kingmaker? Was it falsified?

This prompted the crowd to turn their gazes to Micher, the head of the intelligence department. The tables were su

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