Huh? Are they all real?.

Chapter 438 The One True God (4k)

The weather in the snowfield is changeable.

Just a moment ago, everything was silent because of the goddess' singing.

The next moment, a howling north wind blew beside Moon's ears.

The cold was enough to completely deprive an adult of heat in a minute.

Even in such a cruel environment, Moon must always "dial back" his state to the previous moment.

After a long time, Moen finished reminiscing and smiled bitterly:
"What a bitter and cold place."

Many memories were still hazy, but Moon vaguely remembered his main purpose here.

That is to give such a cruel world a qualified ruler.

Although it is a fragmented and wrong history.

But the embers of civilization still flicker on the vast snowfield, weak but stubborn.

The survivors who crawled out of the ruins knelt down between shattered faith and hope, clasped their hands together, and whispered.

His breath turned into white mist, interweaving with the wind and snow, as if offering a final prayer to the departing gods.

The cold wind howled, but it could not blow away the glimmer of civilization - that was mankind's longing for rebirth and redemption, and the devout expectation for the coming of God.

In this frozen world, the flame of life has never been extinguished, waiting for a ray of divine oracle to ignite a new dawn.

I couldn't respond or open the door.

so.
Did you choose her?
The original is above.

“I’m really not a human being.”

For the first time, Morn didn't even think about climbing the mountain.

Because he didn't dare to go up.

I dare not look at the poor girl who was destined to be exiled here forever since she was chosen.

No wonder the gift she received was a "Farewell Book".

Because our farewell was really planned from the moment we met.

Moon, who almost never stopped, stopped for the first time.

A feeling of disappointment filled his heart.

This even made Moon begin to doubt what kind of person he was.
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The sacred mountain mentioned by the seven kingdoms, the Babylon of the past.

In the atrium that was built to replace the goddess who closed herself off and continue to maintain order in the seven kingdoms.

The Lord of the Courtyard was warming his hands in front of the bonfire.

Next to him, there was only the unlucky Mr. Conan Heather who had been trapped here.

After watching for a long time, Mr. Conan couldn't help asking:
"Are you cold too?"

The Grand Lord of the Courtyard couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.

The laughter pulled the wrinkles on his face. He had never been defeated in his life, so only time could leave scars on him.

"According to your perception, I'm not afraid. But for me, I am very afraid."

"You know, stranger, fire has a very special meaning to us."

Mr. Conan wholeheartedly agreed.

In a world made of ice and snow, fire, which keeps people warm and sustains life, is of great importance.

But what greatly surprised Mr. Conan was that this old man, who had become the de facto ruler of this world since the goddess closed the High Court, actually said to him:
"Fire is the power of the devil and the seed of heresy that tempts people to fall."

???

This answer made Mr. Conan look confused.

No, you, a civilization living in the ice and snow, say that the fire that guarantees the survival of civilization is a heretical power???
It seems a bit reversed.

That was Mr. Conan's only thought.

The great lord explained calmly:
"You seem surprised. Yes, it should be the force that maintains the survival of civilization. Why is it the seed of heresy?"

"It's simple. Fire is not necessary for us. We are blessed by winter. Winter cannot shake us."

Ah, yes, I heard that this place is indeed dominated by the winter route.

In this way, it seems surprisingly reasonable that fire, which is opposed to winter, is heresy.

"But the serious thing is that as civilization grows, people gradually move to distant places and take root there. The power of winter can no longer protect us all."

“Therefore, we have to accept the seeds of heresy as a force to maintain survival and order.”

At this point, the great lord suddenly changed the subject and looked at Mr. Conan and said with a smile:

“But these are official statements.”

Mr. Conan looked at the great lord strangely and said:
"Is there any other reason?"

"It is true that we need fire, but if fire is really the power of heresy, we will never use it. Because it represents danger."

"You've confused me. If it's not a heretical power, why do we need it? Is it some kind of religious consideration?"

It seems right that the sects of the Path of Winter reject fire for religious reasons?

"No, it's just to cover up the truth. Although our civilization was shattered in the war, if we don't cover it up, the truth may still be discovered. And then we will realize a fact that is too cruel for ordinary people."

"They may even try to rewrite their own destiny."

"And to awaken the fire of annihilation."

Are you telling me about the great war that happened back then?

Mr. Conan, realizing what the overlord was talking about, immediately perked up.

If he could pass on this information, he would definitely receive a generous reward.

"According to what you said, since people outside are already looking for our lost world, it means that you know that our world is incomplete."

Mr. Conan said, considering:

"About the same."

"But these are the truths that almost no one in our world knows. I am blessed by God, so I am still alive today and I still remember everything that happened back then."

"Of course, what I know is insignificant compared to the truth of this world. But it doesn't matter. I just need to know what I have to do."

Looking at the Lord of the Court who was talking eloquently, Mr. Conan could hardly hold back his excitement.

He really wanted to ask if they could stop keeping him in suspense, but he didn't dare.

Fortunately, the other party didn't keep nagging like this.

He quickly turned to Mr. Conan and said:

"Snow and ice suddenly sealed our world, and then countless monsters and giants rose from the earth and headed towards our holy mountain, which is the sacred mountain under your feet."

"The crown of the Supreme Being, the majestic city that once towered high in the sky, also fell on that day."

"I don't know why the war started or why it ended, because I was just a small mortal at the time."

"But I should be the only person in this world who still remembers spring."

The great leader, lost in his memories, said:

“Spring, that really is a perfect word and concept.”

"But it's really too far away, so far away that I have forgotten everything about it. I only remember the word spring and the beauty it represents." After shaking his head, the great lord returned to the previous topic and said:
"In short, after the war, the lord who blessed me not only left us a goddess, but also left us a 'hope'."

Mr. Conan hesitated and said:

"You didn't mean 'fire'?"

"Yes, it is fire. This world was stripped away, and he felt that this was too unfair to us, so he not only left us a supreme being to protect our way forward, but also left us a 'fire' that can burn this world!"

"Once we make our choice, we can use that fire to burn away this cold, boring white world."

After hearing the news, Mr. Conan was stunned for a while before he confirmed in disbelief:
"Wait a minute, that sounds to me like a self-destruct device?"

The great lord affirmed:

"Yes, it is a terrible weapon that destroys the world."

"It is said that as long as everyone prays for the destruction of the world together, the fire of destruction will be ignited."

Mr. Conan's mouth opened wide.

"No, why do you want to destroy the world? Aren't you alive and well? And in this situation, shouldn't you leave a way to leave? What hope is there in destroying the world?"

The great lord seriously corrected Mr. Conan's mistake:

"This is hope! Because this world is a cruel world without spring, and it is also a cage that no one can escape from."

"After everything is burned, the cage will naturally disappear, and we will be truly liberated! We will no longer be prisoners of the world, and our hearts will be free!"

"This is the greatest hope that adult has given us!"

"Because this gives us a second option besides enduring forever!"

The great lord was very pious when he said this.

This also made Mr. Conan realize that the three perspectives between him and his believers were absolutely different.

Finally, the great lord added with a hint of regret:
"Of course, many of us would not be able to accept this, so in order to avoid panic and unexpected situations that try to go against the ideas of the vast majority of people."

"We have been carefully hiding this secret, in order to keep people away from the world-destroying fire that is hidden somewhere unknown."

"We even used the excuse of the seeds of heresy to make people be careful with fire and avoid it."

Knowing that continuing would only make him unhappy due to his completely different worldviews, Mr. Conan changed the subject and said:
"So, did he tell you this in person?"

"No."

"what?"

Mr. Conan couldn't remember how many times he had been surprised today.

Isn’t it said that you are the one blessed by the other party?
"I have indeed been blessed by that adult, but he never told me these words. There were three people who were blessed at that time: me, my brother, and my uncle. I am just one of them."

"So these words were spoken by that lord to our leader, my brother. Then, as time passed, my brother told it to my uncle, and finally, my uncle told it to me before he died."

"How did they die?"

"In this long history, the death of the undead is not such a strange thing."

Seeing that the overlord had no intention of giving a direct answer, Mr. Conan tactfully did not ask any further questions.

He just said jokingly:

"So is it possible that there was some cognitive difference in the process of passing the message?"

"Hahaha, impossible, absolutely impossible!"

“How could something this big go wrong?”

The great lord laughed and waved his hand and said:

"And in order to avoid accidents like my brother's, my uncle hid the secret deep in Highgarden after he got it."

"Have you seen it?"

"No."

"why?"

"Because there was no need, and because even at that time, the High Court was slowly closing down. By the time I took over everything, I was no longer qualified to go deep into the High Court."

That's it.

Mr. Conan nodded, organized his words, and asked very seriously:
"Then why are you telling me all this? If it is a secret passed down by word of mouth, why are you telling me, a stranger?"

After saying this, even though he thought it was unlikely, Mr. Conan couldn't help but take a look at the completely deserted temple.

Are you saying that because you see I'm dying?

"Don't worry, I'm not going to kill you."

The High Lord seemed to always know what he was thinking.

The great lord who was roasting by the fire sighed and said:

"That lord has chosen a supreme being for us to bless us on our way forward. This is obviously necessary for this world without the blessing of God."

"People need God. People cannot imagine a future without God."

"So the choice of that lord is absolutely correct, and being able to become the Supreme is also a great fortune for the chosen one."

Are you talking about the goddess?
Mr. Conan guessed what the lord meant, but he didn't understand what he was going to say next.

Becoming a god is indeed a great thing, so it is a win-win situation, but what's wrong?
As he was thinking, Mr. Conan's eyes suddenly widened.

He gave the answer before the great lord:

"The God King's Iron Law!?"

"Yes, God King Iron Law. That sir thought he was just a passer-by, at most a very good friend and teacher. But he didn't expect that he would be the king."

"Think about it, stranger. How could a girl who crawled out of the ruins not fall in love with the man who came to save her shattered future?"

"Everything was perfect. That sir brought a true god to a world that prayed for the appearance of a god."

"The helpless girl also became the Supreme Being. After that, as long as she finds her own king, this small cold world will be her warmest home."

"We who are blessed may die, but the god will never die. She is the only true god in this small world and is absolutely invincible. Therefore, there is no possibility that she can take the king away."

Mr. Conan could understand that this was a perfect plan.

Even as long as the king and god chosen are good gods.

Then, under the infinite power of God, this cage might become a paradise in the true sense.

But
"But the only surprise happened. She chose the only person who couldn't be the king."

The girl chose the only correct answer, but it was also the only wrong answer.

"Can't he just leave?"

Mr. Conan, who probably guessed the ending, asked a very obvious question.

The great lord smiled bitterly and said:

"Otherwise, why is he the only one who can't be the king?"

"So you're looking for me?"

"The goddess has persisted for too long. I want to find hope for her."

"Our little world doesn't have that hope, but the bigger, real world you represent might."

(End of this chapter)