The Goddess' Champion

It had already been roughly half a day since Constantine told them to leave, Nia and Zamira were already waiting in the place where they had previously concealed, but the purple-haired beauty was already losing her temper, getting worried.

"Master hasn't come back, we have to go for him!"  Zamira tried to go and surprisingly enough, Nia didn't try to stop her.

She was also getting worried about her saviour.

"Let's go back to that place, but we have to go cautiously, there are more of those teams still hunting me and... even if I surrender myself they'll still try to get you too, just you and I can't find a single team of those bastard who is already in the integration stage, do you have a-anymore of those flowers?" As much as she disgusted those flowers and the stinky they were, right now they were in a place where they couldn't allow such a small detail from preventing them from moving on.

"I thought you'd tell us to remain here, guess you're not as bad." Zamira said, sadly they didn't have any more of those flowers but there were still some petals scattered around.

"Why would you think I am bad? he saved my life, I wouldn't want him to perish in that place."

"Is that all the reason there is?" Zamira glared suspiciously even threateningly.

"Of course! It's not like he's a handsome elf or anything like that!" The girl blushed.

"... Fair enough." Zamira smiled, completely reassured that Nia had no other reasons; the two went on their way, rubbing the dead flower all along their bodies to deter anything from approaching... certainly, between a pair of klutz they kind of understanding one another.

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Constantine opened his eyes without knowing particularly well what time it was or where he was... there was some slightly odd odour all around his person but he didn't initially pay attention to it.

As the memories of the night prior seeped through, he shook his head in irritation feeling a mild headache, when he looked down at his body, it was coated with blood and his clothes ragged.

Looking to the side he saw the Golden Sword, fiercely sinking in the soil coated with blood, it no longer looked golden by the amount of blood that had coated it.

His body had merely moved by mere instincts.

When he lifted up from the ground he saw the dozens of corpses pilled around, boars, snakes, bunnies even a single werewolf, all of the corpses weren't completely eaten, they merely had some chunks missing as if he had grown 'tired' of them midways and decided to hunt something else.

Lions were fickle beings, just like men, they'd hunt their prey and get bored of it, they'd mate with some lioness and get bored of her, truly of the worst creatures in the forest. But that's the kind of creature he happens to be now.

A White Lion.

"Human, elf, Lion, what's next..." He sighed, scratching his head and trying to stand up, but it was then that he heard that 'melodious' voice in his head that recalled him that he wasn't on his own.

[You're no longer human... your werebeast side has utterly suppressed your human genes, you should try and see if you can still use magic] Zebellia's voice sounded tired.

"How long have I been unconscious?"

[An entire day, three hours, twenty minutes and ten seconds.]

'How accurate.'

He lifted up his hand and created some fire.

"So I can use the magic of the elements even if I'm not human? how do you know I am not human?"

[The trial changed your status...]

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[Status]

*Name: Constantine Lionheart (de Castile)

*Genre: Male.

*Age: 78.

*Race: [Werelion] [Royal Elf] [God (sealed)]

Titles:

[Conqueror Constantine]

[Founder of the Lionheart Dynasty]

[Bane of Husbands]

[Heartbreaker]

[Champion of the Goddess of Life, Aurelianne]

[Husband of the Goddess of Death, Sandra]

[Husband of the Goddess of Dreams, Phoebe]

[Husband of the Goddess of Luck, Caroline]

[Husband of the Goddess of Rot, Lucille]

[Husband of the Goddess of Beauty, Melina]

[Time God's Utter Nemesis]

[Space Goddess' Beloved Son-in-law]

*Divine Blessings:

[Blessing of the Golden Seed]

[Blessing of the Adjourned Death]

[War God's Wrath (Sealed)]

[Blessing of the Black Flower] ++

[Blessing of the Daydream (Sealed)]

[Blessing of the Causality,  (Sealed)]

[Blessing of the Decaying Flesh (Sealed)]

[Blessing of Infatuating Eyes (Sealed)]

[Blessing of Spatial Conduct (Sealed)]

*Curses:

[Grief of the Husbands]

[Heaven's Decreed Punishment]

[Trial's Karmic Wheel] ++

[Timeless Distortion (sealed)]

*Abilities:

[Swordsmanship: A+]

[Horse Riding: C]

[Archer: B]

[Scheming: A+]

[Seduction: EX]

[Charisma: A+]

[Hustling: A+]

[Drinking: E]

[Beast Taming: C]

[Joking: E-]

[Drinking: -F+]

*Magic Capacity:

[Elf Magic: Light, Flora]

[Werebeast Berserk Attribute: Transformation]

[Magic of the Elements: Wind, Fire, Earth, Water]

[1st Ether Magic Core: 100%]

[2nd Ether Magic Core: 100%]

[3rd Ether Magic Core: 100%]

[4th Ether Magic Core: 100%]

*Magus Rank: Adept Magus

*Werebeast Rank: Humanoid Stage

*Karma: -9.070.888.000 (Nine Billion)

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[Trial's Karmic Wheel]:

* Allow the trial to begin your judgement, quests shall be sent upon to you to test your might and present you with opportunities of growth or doom, only the mightiest demigods shall remain.

[Blessing of the Black Flower]:

* Blessing originally belonged to the Legendary White Lion, handed to him by his mother, late demigoddess and champion of the Beast Goddess, Kurohana. Allow the black flowers to taint your foes in disgrace, your blood is the ultimate weapon of bad omen.

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Constantine held his head in pain, so much information wasn't helping his headache.

"So I received even his mother's blessing... thank you, Seledus... but I don't understand what the hell that is supposed to mean, my blood?" He inspected that supposed blessing of the black flowers.

[I think your blood turned into a weapon of sorts, you will have to experiment, your magic rank has increased as well perhaps during the time that you were fighting those creatures, you almost depleted your entire magic, and a lot of things have changed now... I advise you to head to an academy or find someone that can help you, your stats are immensely unbalanced.]

He thought she was right but right now it wasn't the time to think about it, instead, his gaze roamed around the forest in the hopes of relocating himself, the sky even the position of the sun, but he couldn't find any clues, this is a forest, not a town.

"Where am I?"

[You roamed around the forest killing whatever stood in your path, if you had met an entire team of those werewolves that would be a problem, you will find it difficult to return to the place you were previously at.]

"Did I leave any marks or anything?" He could only hope.

[Perhaps the corpses at your wake, other than that, no marks... you headed up north or that's what I believe...] He actually heard her yawn, she was about to go to sleep.

Constantine felt like joking with the mare now, to lighten the mood and also to thank her, even if her action hadn't been of much help (slowing time) it was indisputable that she had tried to help, so far he believed he was on his own, 'At least now I know if I'm in danger you will at least intervene, as much of a pain as you are sometimes'.

"Now I am a lion, Zebellia, a white lion in fact... I hate it but it will give me some advantages with you."

[What is that supposed to mean?] She asked, genuinely confused.

'Now I am no longer human so we can be together without constraint~'

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[Eww... I'm going back to sleep and hopefully I will die in my sleep so I don't have to see your face again, pervert! I'm a graceful and delicate mare while you're a disgusting lion, how dare you!?]

'You're as delicate as the thumb I use to clean my ass.'

She remained silent right after, perhaps feeling more irritated with his laugh as the background.

"Now how do I get back... corpses, follow the corpses... I feel my body way lighter than before, more agile, fast... but also strong... lions are animals that focus on strength rather than speed, but even then, I became faster..." Constantine took some clothes out of his spatial ring to wear and placed the band around his ears once again.

He took the golden sword and put it inside the ring as well, he recalled Seledus' words, the bearer of that sword has a lot of enemies, 'Enemies is what I need the least unless they're dead enemies, I like those.'

The Conqueror kept regarding his body, experimenting... his claws could appear willingly, but the mane and all other characteristics, he didn't know how to trigger them to appear.

'I'll ask Nia when I find her... and... how am I going to tell Zamira, about Seledus.'

Then he thought about the incident, Aurelianne had also been involved in it, there was minimal information that he could remember, 'I need to talk to her soon.'

He was not are that he stepped inside a High-God's prison, and survived, and maybe... it would be better if he never knew since the mere memories of that creature were enough to bring immense trouble and greed from others.

Some entities still living in Sandoria, seeking treasures left behind by the lofty Gods.