Read Novel Full Vol 9. Chapter 28: Jade Thumb Ring
Vol 9. Chapter 28: Jade Thumb Ring
After going around and around, it still circled back to the topic of “life and death.”
More precisely, death and resurrection.
But human lives are decreed by heaven. Reversing life and death is, by nature, a violation of the laws of nature, and no one can predict what consequences it might bring.
What was more, bringing the dead back to life was not something ordinary people could do.
Most of the time, Leon and the others joked that Constantine was the god of revival matches, but in essence, before he reignited the sun, Constantine had never truly died in the strict sense.
So the only thing that can truly accomplish a miracle like reversing life and death is concept-level power over time.
Yet even with Safina as a guarantee, that kind of fate-defying ability still had some kind of limit.
Leon himself was not particularly obsessed with it. Death had always been something very heavy for him and for the people he loved, and that would not change just because he had nearly become half a god.
He sensed the topic was starting to turn gloomy, so he simply brought up something else.
“After this, I’ll keep helping you look into records about the Flame Spirit Hall.”
As she spoke, Hera stood up, walked slowly to her bookshelf, took down a notebook, then returned to the desk.
She pushed the notebook toward Rosvisser, who sat across from her, and said:
“Do you remember when you came to ask me about the Blazing Sun Clan and the God of Wisdom, Mevis?”
Leon nodded. “Of course I remember. If it hadn’t been for you back then, we wouldn’t have been able to find any information about the Blazing Sun Clan.”
“Mhm. After you found the Blazing Sun Clan and built contact and trust with them, I didn’t stop there.”
Hera opened the notebook and continued,
“After investigating for a while, I found some very interesting things.”
Leon and Rosvisser looked at the notebook.
The responses recorded on it were the information briefings Hera had gathered during this period.
“First, point one. Unlike the other primordial gods, Mevis does not have any descendant clan of her own. That is completely certain.”
Leon froze slightly. Looking at the first key line highlighted in the notebook, he heard Hera speak.
“Mevis... has no clan of her own...”
“That doesn’t really fit common sense.”
After the primordial gods created the world and established the various orders of Samael, they set about cultivating their own descendant peoples.
Tiamat’s dragons.
Zeus’s Golden Thunder Clan.
Apollo’s Blazing Sun Clan.
Even Chronos, who had previously only maintained the stability of the Time-Web upon the Throne of Time, had created the Sacred Spear.
That was Xiaoxue—preparing for later generations to search for Aurora, the inheritor.
—Could it be that Mevis truly had no descendants and no successors?
“When my father searched for divine relics back then, it wasn’t from any descendant clan of Mevis that he found them.”
Rosvisser spoke. “According to what they said later, Mevis’s relic was preserved in a jungle cut off from the world, and the one responsible for guarding it...”
At this point, she paused, took a light breath, and then adjusted her wording.
“No, you can’t really call it ‘guarding,’ because that jungle is a natural fortress. Ordinary people go in and get lost, and the only things living in the jungle are just a group of... completely non-aggressive slimes. The first divine relic my parents found was Mevis’s. One, it was easier, and two, they were worried the Void Realm would get there first.”
“So... Mevis really might not have her own clan.”
Leon did not know much about this, so he could only listen obediently.
Hera added from the side:
“That’s right. All my investigation also stopped at that jungle full of little slimes. Past that point, every lead was cut off.”
As she spoke, the corner of Hera’s mouth lifted slightly, and she gave a soft snort of amusement.
“A god responsible for spreading wisdom—a god of the will of the people—there’s no way she’d pick a bunch of slimes as her descendants, right? That’s way too much of a joke.”
After all, according to research by peril-form specialists and scholars, the smartest slime on Samael was only about as intelligent as a four- or five-year-old child.
Even if a god were punishing someone, she would not create such a dumb, adorable race to be her descendants.
It would be beneath her dignity.
“So, in short—even if progress is slow, and records about Mevis are very limited, I’ll still keep looking.”
Hera closed the notebook and smiled gently.
“Because this is all I can do. I can’t help you with anything else, Leon.”
Leon hurriedly waved his hands. “No, Mom, what are you saying?”
Hera smiled.
“Then do you have anything else you want to ask?”
Leon shook his head.
“No. We came this time just to ask you about the Spirit Hall and Mevis.”
“Mhm, okay. Then... stay for dinner. Leave tomorrow?”
The two of them looked at each other, then nodded in tacit agreement.
“Sure.”
Rosvisser immediately stood up.
“Then I’ll help you prepare dinner, ma’am.”
Hera did not stand on ceremony with her good daughter-in-law. She got up and walked to Rosvisser’s side, warmly linking her arm through hers.
At the same time, she glanced again at Rosvisser’s left hand, but still did not say anything.
“Of course. Having the Silver Dragon Queen cook with me—what an honor~”
“Please don’t tease me, ma’am...”
The two of them chatted and laughed as they headed into the kitchen.
Leon, meanwhile, still sat there in a daze. He turned his head to watch the two of them from behind and muttered:
“The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationship is actually this harmonious... Looks like the master’s wife taught Rosvisser quite a few little tricks.”
...
In the kitchen, Rosvisser washed and cut vegetables and prepared the seasonings.
Hera handled the wok.
In the middle of the bustle, Hera glanced at Rosvisser’s delicate, fair hands and asked as if by accident:
“Did you and Leon hold a wedding?”
In fact, Rosvisser had long noticed that after she came in and sat down, Hera had looked at her hands several times.
At first she did not know why.
Now she understood.
So Hera was looking at my fingers.
More precisely, the ring.
Rosvisser set down the rinsed greens for the moment, flicked the water droplets from her fingers, leaned back against the counter, and smiled as she replied,
“Not yet, ma’am.”
“That brat. You’ve been living together for so many years, and he still won’t say he’s going to...”
“...make up a wedding for you.”
Rosvisser smiled helplessly.
“He’s busy. One thing after another—after we beat down this villain, we have to be busy rebuilding from that villain, too.
It’s like we’ve fallen into a villain’s orbit.”
As she spoke, she let out a long sigh.
“I understand him, and I’m willing to wait for him.
For the one he promised... a perfect wedding.”
Watching Rosvisser’s profile, Hera’s gaze shifted.
After a brief silence, she sighed sincerely.
“For him to be able to marry a good girl like you—he must have earned that blessing in his previous life.”
Rosvisser blinked, looked back at Hera, and teased:
“In his previous life he was a square-headed block, ma’am.”
Hera could not help laughing.
“No wonder. That’s why he’s so clueless in this life.”
After a pause, Hera asked again:
“I know Leon has another pair of adoptive parents. Did they give you any gifts?”
Rosvisser nodded.
“Leon’s master’s wife—Charlotte, ma’am—gave me a pair of bracelets a long time ago. I’ve never been willing to wear them. I’m planning to wear them on the wedding day.”
“Oh, I see~ Rosvisser, wait for me a moment. I’ll be right back.”
“Ma’am?...”
Before Rosvisser could ask, Hera hastily wiped her hands and trotted out of the kitchen.
When she came back, she was holding an exquisite little wooden box.
Hera opened the box and held it out to Rosvisser.
Rosvisser lowered her eyes to look—and inside was a jade thumb ring.
The queen immediately realized something. She waved her hands repeatedly and explained:
“No, no, no, ma’am, I wasn’t really asking you for gifts. I didn’t mean that...”
“I know, I know, Rosvisser.”
Hera took the thumb ring out of the box, then lifted Rosvisser’s left hand and slowly slid it onto her thumb.
Rosvisser struggled and resisted slightly, but she could not get free with Hera holding her wrist the whole time.
After the jade thumb ring was on, Hera nodded in satisfaction.
“These pretty hands should have a little decoration.”
Rosvisser tried to take the thumb ring off as she said:
“Ma’am, I can’t just accept your gift!”
But Hera pressed her hand down and stopped the motion.
“How is it ‘just accepting’? If that foolish boy Leon won’t give you an answer, then as his mother, I have to make up for it for you for now.”
Hera smiled very gently.
“And I believe Charlotte thinks the same. Since you can accept her gift, why can’t you accept mine? Do you have something against me?”
“No, no, no. How could I have something against you...”
Hera smiled, closed the little wooden box, and continued softly:
“Then keep it properly, Rosvisser. This is a little token of my feelings as an elder.”
Rosvisser knew she could not refuse anymore.
Her eyes grew a little wet. She nodded and thanked her sincerely.
“Then... thank you, ma’am.”
“We’re family. What are you thanking me for?”
Hera glanced again at Rosvisser’s left ring finger and said:
“By the way, since there’s still no news about the wedding, then there should at least be some clue about the engagement ring, right? Do you know what kind of wedding ring Leon prepared for you?”
Rosvisser froze, then shook her head.
“That... I really don’t know.”