Huh? Are they all real?.

Chapter 365: Prayers Written by Morn Himself (2k4)

And in the deepest level of the mysterious island base.

Countless technicians were sealing the alloy door as requested by Moon.

Moon is also watching here in person.

Standing behind Moon was still Voss, representing the Council of Ten.

The other two had already left the Mysterious Island base for official business.

Only Voss was left to accompany the Sword and Shield King Trajan.

Looking at the sparks flashing in front of him, the old man couldn't help but ask:
"Your Majesty, I don't doubt your meaning, but isn't it a bit exaggerated to say that someone might attack here?"

See Moen looking back.

The old man hurriedly explained:
"Because you said before that apart from special trains like TS002, even demigods can't get there at the moment. So, it's really hard for us to believe that they would try to attack here."

"After all, this place is not only top secret among the top secret, but also has the highest level of defense."

Moon smiled and said:

"This base has been standing here for nearly three hundred years, and you have been sending a steady stream of supplies, new soldiers, and scientists here over the years."

"So, this is a top secret only for ordinary people. I think this should be clear to you."

The old man still wanted to argue:
"But since even demigods can't get here, attacking here is undoubtedly tantamount to declaring war on the entire human alliance. We don't think anyone among them can break through here at the moment!"

"Or do you think they can possess such power, Your Majesty?"

Although they agreed to Moon's request, they began to strengthen defenses and further seal off the area.

But that was only because they couldn't ignore the will of a king, not because they really felt it necessary.

Of course, it can also be said that what they are really worried about is this king!
After all, compared to possible attacks, this person is the real Supreme One.

Knowing what they were really worried about, Moon smiled and said:
"Mr. Voss, I know you are really worried about me, and I don't mean to be angry, but I sincerely hope you can believe me."

Moen's direct revelation did not make the old man look embarrassed at all. He just smiled helplessly and said:
"After all, we are responsible for the entire Human Union, Your Majesty. And you are too heavy a burden for us."

Rather than continue with this question, Moen provided an answer to the previous one:
"In fact, I don't think they have the ability to break through here directly, but, respected Mr. Voss, they may not even need to break through this base!"

"What do you mean, sire?"

The old man seemed to realize something and gradually became serious.

Moon looked at the tightly closed alloy door in front of him and said:

"A plague without any supernatural factors is already an extremely difficult opponent, so what about the supernatural plague that is even more difficult to guard against?"

"Except for those who are allowed in, under normal circumstances, each floor needs to be disinfected, and the guards and researchers here will wear chemical protective suits. I..."

As he was talking, the old man couldn't help but stop.

They knew that there was a unique plague behind this, so they had been using the highest level of chemical defense to deal with all possible threats.

However, all their experiences in Greenland had already proved that the thickest chemical protective clothing was useless in the face of the extraordinary plague.

But what else can they do if they don't do this?

We can't just leave it like that.

They must be responsible for the Human Rights Alliance!
"Your Majesty, do you have any good suggestions?"

"If you don't mind, you can try to pray."

The old man smiled more bitterly and said:
"Pray to you and your goddess?"

But Moen looked back at him with a slightly strange look and said:

"I am just a mortal now. Ansha is indeed a goddess, but she and the plague are completely unrelated. Praying to me or her will be useless."

The old man was also surprised. Isn’t it true?
"Then who do you want us to pray to, Your Majesty?" "Obviously, the only one who can help you across the world is the Shadow Sun Roselorian."

"The divine path she controls is the nature adjacent to the plague."

"So, she is the only choice. Of course, Yuanchu is also possible, but..."

I'm afraid Yuanchu won't respond to anyone.

Moon's frank answer surprised the old man and he said:
"Once again, your magnanimity astonishes me, Your Majesty."

No surprise there, Mr. Voss, after all it's all about praying to me and my goddess.
The old man naturally didn't know what Moen was thinking and continued:

"It's just that the elves are an exclusive race. We are not only human, but also foreigners who have invaded their world. In this case, how could the goddess Roselorien answer our prayers?"

Moon said calmly as if he was talking to anyone else:
"No, if you add the connection to Greenland, it should work."

“Just add Greenland?”

Compared to Moon's calmness, the old man found it increasingly difficult to understand.

Why does bringing Greenland cause the Shadow Sun to respond?

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Because I also asked Roselorian to help investigate Greenland, and I thought her side would be the breakthrough point, but I didn't expect that I would end up here directly!

Of course, this obviously cannot be said.

So Moon said calmly as if he was talking to someone else:

"Because I heard that this seems to be related to the Eternal King."

"Related to the Eternal King? Oh my God! But, thank you for your reminder, Your Majesty, I will pass it on immediately, but can I shamelessly ask you one more time?"

"Of course, Mr. Worth."

"That is, what kind of prayer do you think is appropriate?"

The old man carefully explained:
"After all, we are just strangers. We don't know anything about what's going on over there as well as you do. Moreover, we are just humble mortals and cannot fathom the thoughts of the Supreme Beings. But you are different. You are also the Supreme Being!"

Ah, Mr. Worth, you may have asked the person who knows the answer best.
Moon smiled and said:

"Of course, I'll think about how I should pray to Roselorien about this matter."

Well, how can we get Roselorien, who might be angry, to respond to a group of strangers?
It seems like you are just flattering me, right?
Morn looked embarrassed when he thought of the answer, but he still gave an answer:
"Goddess of the Golden Flower who serves the Eternal Throne, we devoutly praise the loftiness and majesty of the throne before you. We hope that you will respond to our prayers and stand behind us so that we will have the strength and courage to fight against Greenland's enemies. Praise the throne, praise you who serve the king."

Only after he had said all the words did Moon realize belatedly that there was another problem.

Even if it is across a world, even if it is offered by mortals, such prayers may reach the ears of the goddess and gain power.

So what about the words coming directly from me??????

Realizing that something was wrong, Moon could only pray silently in his heart, hoping that the sacred tree would save him.

In fact, Morn's prayers did reach the ears of the two goddesses.

In the old palace, Roselorian, who had been sitting on the throne taking care of all affairs, had stopped all actions when Moon read the first character.

Just as Moon thought, even though they were separated by a world, she still heard Moon's voice first.

Because that had haunted her for countless years!
But she couldn't hear clearly even though she put everything aside and listened carefully.

And above her head, sitting on the branch of the sacred tree, Y'k'trasil was for the first time not obscured by the shadowy veil.

In contrast, the entire holy tree turned its glow into a veil of shadow.

No one notices it, but it exists.

A moment later, the goddess heard the second prayer, hummed an ancient tune with a slight smile on her lips, and sat on the branch, shaking her graceful birch-like feet.

Obviously, the goddess was very happy to feel that her king had always been deeply dependent on her.

(End of this chapter)