Chapter 0345


    “Wait… you guys just prayed to her and she answered your call?” The woman nodded at Oliver’s


    question and looked up. Although it was still fairly early in the evening, the moon could vaguely be


    seen in the bright sky, guess even rogue worshiped that idiot goddess.


    “She has the wolves best interest at heart, which is why, we wee you here… Dn, the one


    chosen by the moon.” I awkwardly nced at Oliver and cringed slightly at thene title that had


    given to me. I mean what was I supposed to say to that. “You were our second gift from the


    goddess herself.”


    “Me?! You think I’m a goddess given gift?” I’d been called blessed by


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    her, and I had been named as the chosen ruler, but actually being


    called a gift was taking things a little too far.


    “Of course, our deity wouldn’t have made her decision lightly, she chose you to lead us to


    salvation.” Oh great, yet anotherplex I would have to ovee. “And as her subordinates, we


    must ept you as our precious gift. Which is why we hope you will in turn ept our aid.” Nah,


    this was getting strange, I mean, if they wanted to help with the fight, then that was great, but her


    loyalty to me was unquestionably creepy, I didn’t even know the woman’s name.


    “Honestly the more people willing to help, the better. Right Your grace?” Oliver was urging me to


    agree, but it all just felt surreal… the only thing going through my mind was the moon goddess, and


    what she was ultimately nning. So instead of epting the aid of the rogues straight away, I


    disregarded their offer altogether, thinking about how that goddess had granted them an ability


    purely for the preservation of their way of life.


    “Where exactly did you go to pray to the moon goddess?” My mind was definitely working overtime,


    faster than anyone else’s because


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    they were still hung up on the previous conversation. “When she gave you the ability to hide your


    scent, where did you go to ask her for help?”


    The woman nced at Oliver, who looked as equally as baffled as she was.


    “That old oak tree.” She pointed to arge majestic tree, that sat directly at the edge of the clearing,


    we walked over to it and noticed a pattern carved deeply into the bark… “it’s the lunar cycle.”


    “The Luna oak!” Oliver quickly dropped to his knees in front of the tree out of respect. “I’ve only ever


    seen pictures… It’s said that the original lycans nted it, in respect of the goddess herself.” It was


    the perfect ce for me to attempt to make contact again.


    “Well, then… I think it’s time my own prayers were answered!” In fact, think that was long over due.