Huh? Are they all real?.

Chapter 442 Why is it the left hand? (4k)

The last missing bit of the floor-length mirror has been completely completed.

The mirror no longer reflects the current scene, but instead ripples with light, as if it is a portal to another time and space.

As Morn raised his hand to touch it, the mirror suddenly lit up, and the light surged like a tide. Countless fragments of the past began to emerge in the mirror - such as wars, celebrations, vows and farewells.

Does this road carry the world’s past or the past of those who practice it?
This is a very interesting question.

It seems that both are right, and yet neither is right.

But it is very simple to stop the mirror from flashing back to the past.

Moon just blew gently at the mirror, and countless flashbacks disappeared.

As his own reflection reappeared in the mirror.

Moon turned around and looked at the people in the atrium who had survived.

The disaster came too quickly and ended too quickly.

So much so that many warriors in the atrium are still in a trance.

It was not until Moen came forward that they subconsciously stepped forward to stop Moen and said:
"Excuse me, could you please tell me who you are?"

However, the Grand Lord of the Midgard who was still alive stopped them:

"No, let this adult come over."

At this point, there was no one standing in front of Moon anymore.

He walked straight up to the Grand Lord of the Courtyard.

Raising his hand, a soft light lit up in Moon's palm. At the same time, the flesh and blood on the overlord's body that had been almost burned to ashes began to recover.

At the same time, the Overlord's powerful vitality as an angel is constantly repairing his damaged body.

So soon, the great lord let out a long breath of relief and said:

“This is a really bad feeling.”

Looking at the Grand Lord of the Courtyard who sighed, Moon also looked at him and smiled:
"It's not time to go to the promised land yet, so I'm leaving you here."

the end.

Moon stretched out his hand to the Lord of the Courtyard very seriously and said:
"Bohemida, long time no see. Then, where are your brother and uncle? Are you the only one left?"

An extremely complicated look appeared on the face of the Grand Lord of the Courtyard.

He had vaguely guessed who Moon was before.

Now, the other party also told him directly.

Looking at the hand that Moon stretched out, the great lord wiped his hand on his body again and again before shaking it slightly:

"You are really too late."

"I'm very sorry."

With a complicated look on his face, the great lord shook his head with a hint of fatigue and said:

"You don't need to apologize to me, we owe you. The only one you need to apologize to is the girl you chose."

At this moment, both of them looked towards the peak of Mount Babylon that was already towering into the clouds.

After looking at it for a moment, Moon retracted his gaze and looked back at the great lord and said:
"I know, that's why I came. I'll be there too."

"That's good. That's good. She has really waited for you for too long."

Moen glanced at the courtyard behind the great lord and asked:
"Is there anything else you need my help with?"

The great lord continued to shake his head and said:

"No, you should go and meet the goddess. But, will you leave again this time?"

When asking this question, the great lord's tone was full of caution.

The High Lord knew that Moon was not from this world.

So he was worried that the goddess would lose her king again, even if she ignored the impact of the iron law of the God-King.

It would be too cruel for the girl who had to sing the same song day after day.

After a moment of silence, Moon said:

"No, not anymore."

The great lord said with satisfaction:

"It looks like spring is coming?"

Morn held the great lord's hand and said:
"Yes, spring is coming."

After whispering these words to the great lord, Moon looked at the world and said:

"I will bring spring back, I will take you out, and I will make amends for the mistakes of the past!"

At first, the High Lord thought it was just Morn saying that he would stay and shape this white world with the goddess.

But then, the High Lord realized that Moon really wanted to take them out of this white world!
"Sir. You, you mean to take us out?"

In this white world, this is a shock that only the great lords can experience.

Because for the rest of the people, this world is everything to them, the endless winter and the everlasting snowfield.

Spring is a thing whose existence we don't even know why.

Therefore, regarding Moon's speech, the others were just confused.

But it doesn’t matter, spring, which has been so many years late, will finally come!

Except Mr. Conan.

Because he was now thinking about something that seemed to go against his cognition.

He had seen Moon before. He had seen Moon with his own eyes when he was in the Human League.

So when Moon showed up, he was stunned.

Why would the noble king come to such a dangerous place in person?
And why can the king come here in person, but still needs a supporting role like me to lead the way?

Also, judging from the conversation between the Grand Lord and His Majesty Trajan, His Majesty Trajan is the person who gave him the blessing as the Grand Lord said?
So, so, doesn't this mean that.
One king, two goddesses???
Origin, is there something wrong?

Is there something wrong with my shallow common sense, or is there something reasonable inside that I just don't know about?

Mr. Conan actually guessed that Morn should also be the one who forged the Lord of the Rings based on the conversation between Morn and the Horned Man.

However, Mr. Conan is a typical unlucky guy in the Heather family.

Not only did he spend the longest time in prison, he was also the one who lacked the most knowledge about the extraordinary world.

Therefore, he didn't know Lord Sauron at all!

After promising the overlord that he would bring spring back.

Moon finally had time to talk to Mr. Conan.

"It's been a while since we last met, right? Mr. Conan from the Human Union?"

Mr. Conan hastily lowered his head and performed a greeting that was not quite up to standard but was acceptable.

"I am honored to be in your sight once again, my majesty."

"That's enough, Mr. Conan. I want to ask you something."

"Ask, your majesty."

At this moment, Moon's heart was in his throat.

"You can still contact them now, right?"

"Uh, that should work, right?"

Moon was a little confused. What did it mean that it should be possible?

"What do you mean?"

Mr. Conan pointed at the great lord and then at the large area of ​​ruins in the courtyard behind him and said:
"Before, I was able to send some news over there with the help of the great lord, but now, as you can see, the damage here seems to be very serious, so I don't know if it is still possible." "But, Your Majesty, since you have come here, why do you still need me to pass on the message?"

Could it be that His Majesty's arrival was a complete accident?
If that's the case, then Goddess Ansha over there is already looking for someone all over the world?

"You should have guessed it, Mr. Conan, I currently have no other way to contact them. So, I must rely on your help."

This is not something to hide. It's important to get the message out as soon as possible.

"but."

Despite the great lord's strenuous resistance, most of the atrium was preserved.

However, it can only be said that it is a relatively intact ruin that has been preserved for the most part.

After all, there was an unexpected meteorite attack before that.

"When will you be back next time?"

"Tomorrow, Your Majesty."

Moen looked at the great lord who had stood up and walked over and asked:
"So Bohemia, are you still okay here?"

The great lord shook his head and said:
"The temple has been destroyed, Your Majesty. I can no longer rely on the Goddess to borrow the power of that holy object."

Although he froze the temple with frost before setting out, the temple was not in a good location and half of it had been shattered by the Horned Man's ring.

Moon frowned and said:

“Can you tell me in detail how you did it?”

"It's simple. We are believers of the goddess, so we can build temples for her and offer prayers. In addition, the goddess is still willing to respond to us a little."

"So I can use the temple to pray to the goddess, and borrow the power of the holy object that has been kept in the hands of the goddess."

"Only the power of that holy relic can accomplish such a miracle. But unfortunately, neither I nor anyone else can make the most of it."

At this point, the great lord couldn't help but ask Moon:

"Don't you remember? You should have left that holy object to Her Majesty the Goddess."

If I'm not mistaken.

The so-called holy object should be the final "right hand", right?

“Was it my right hand that I left behind?”

Right hand?

Moon's question made the lord stunned for a moment.

"What's wrong? Isn't that right?"

Moen, who caught the change in the great lord's expression, asked curiously.

The great lord himself said with certainty after repeated recollections:
"What happened to you? What you left behind was your left hand!"

Left hand?!
"you sure?"

This time even Moon himself was stunned.

It was obvious that at the blasphemous banquet recreated by the witch Lilith, it was the right hand that was taken away by the hummingbird in the end!
How come this side is for the left hand?
The great lord took a look at the courtyard and said with bright eyes:

"The right half of the temple is still there. We left the corresponding murals there. You will know when you go and see it."

The High Lord was actually very sure that what Moon left behind was the left hand of a certain holy relic.

However, he was more certain that the Moon in front of him was the one who blessed him that year.

Therefore, he became less confident in his memory.

Following the footsteps of the great lord, Mr. Moon, Mr. Conan and others came to the mural.

At this point, Moen's brow furrowed deeply.

The content of the mural is simple and freehand.

But one can still see at a glance that it was a left hand falling from the sky and handed to the goddess who was also standing on the top of the mountain.

So how can it be left-handed?
In addition, Moon still remembered that at the blasphemous banquet, the eldest sons should have "shared" him.

But later for some reason it turned into 'dismemberment' and the corresponding holy remains really existed.

Could it be related to this?
Moon now has a rough idea of ​​this abnormal problem.

That is, the difference between "sharing food" and "dismembering corpses" should have appeared during the White Disaster.

But now, what Moon has encountered here, whether it is severe cold or something else, is still far from the horrific concept of a disaster sweeping the world.

Moon nodded in thought:
"I understand. I will leave for Highgarden now. Bohemiada, you will stay here and take care of everything."

"Don't worry, if everything goes well, I should come back to find you with the holy remains."

Moon left this sentence and was about to leave.

But Mr. Conan hurried after him and said:
"Your Majesty, could you please wait a moment?"

Moon immediately stopped and looked at Mr. Conan.

"What's wrong?"

Mr. Conan, who was still very reserved in front of the king, organized his words and said:
"Because I noticed that you seemed to have no idea about many things, so I thought I should tell you about this."

"Of course, this may not be of any use, but it does make me very uneasy."

Looking at Mr. Conan who was stuttering a little, Moon chuckled and patted his shoulder and said:
"Take your time. Don't be in a hurry. I have time to spare."

With Moon's comfort, Mr. Conan slowly regained his composure and said:
"I heard the High Lord tell me some truths about this world. He also said that you left them a way to leave."

"I left a way to leave?"

I closed this side, why would I leave a way to leave?
"What's the solution?"

"Fire. The great lord said that as long as everyone prays for the destruction of the world, a fire of destruction will ignite and burn everything."

"He also said that you blessed three people at that time, but you only told this to the elder brother of the great lord, who then told it to their uncle."

“It was finally delivered to the Grand Lord, so I’m worried that there might have been some error in the word of mouth.”

"You, what do you think?"

A world-destroying fire?
Didn’t I leave the fire of annihilation in the hermit’s sword?
And this doesn't sound like a way to leave, but rather like the ultimate measure when everything is beyond repair.

"I really don't have any impression, but do you have any other clues?"

Mr. Conan thought for a moment and then added:

"The High Lord also said that in a room deep in Highgarden, his uncle had carved everything into it."

"I understand. I will pay attention to it. Thank you for your reminder, Mr. Conan."

Mr. Conan was obviously flattered by Moon's thanks.
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A blow from the Holy Lance nearly shattered Eve's soul.

Although the Horned Man gave her emergency treatment, it only made her look presentable.

In fact, her condition didn't improve at all.

This made the little girl who had been accompanying Eve anxious and at a loss.

But surprisingly, the little girl didn't cry.

She also took the initiative to go outside to find clean snow, and tried to heat it up using the fire left by the Horned Man before giving it to Eve to drink.

She remembered her mother saying that if she felt unwell, she would feel better immediately if she drank more hot water.

The little girl didn't understand that it was just a helpless choice for the poor. She only knew that it was the only thing she could do for Eve now.

The horned man obviously didn't consider that he might not be able to come back, so there was only a fire here to ensure that the little girl would not freeze to death.

As for the rest, things like pots, there really weren't any.

So the little girl could only put her hands next to the fire and hold the snow to make it melt and warm up quickly.

But this seemed to have no effect. Even though the back of my hand had been burned red by the flames, the snow water in the palm was still so much and so cold.

(End of this chapter)