Who taught him to restore the country like this

Chapter 203: Time to rest, let's continue.

Chapter 203: Time to rest, let's continue...

Engesius, the youngest prince of the Maginot Empire, is gentle and kind, and treats everyone with courtesy.

His hobby was reading, especially books that promoted peace and a better world, but not magical texts.

Because he himself doesn't have much magical talent.

Yes, the magic talent of the God of Magic was initially terrible.

However, in an era where wars are rare, this will not have any impact.

He was never looked down upon or treated coldly because of his lack of magical talent; on the contrary, everyone around him liked him very much, this little prince.

This carefree boy, who loved peace and beauty since childhood, later instigated wars around the world.

It all started on his 15th birthday.

Ron is immersed in observing the memories of young Engelsius from a first-person perspective.

The memory begins on a sunny afternoon.

Young Engels was sitting quietly in the pavilion in the palace courtyard, reading a thick ancient book.

He had delicate features, gentle eyes, and the focus and purity unique to young people.

Suddenly, the book in his hand fell to the ground, and his vision blurred.

After an unknown amount of time, my vision returned to normal.

However, from Engels' perspective, Ron could not see Engels' external changes, but he could sense that the boy's thoughts had changed.

The most obvious change was in his personality. His favorite book was now lying at his feet, but he stood up and walked out of the pavilion without even glancing at it.

Is this a case of being possessed?

As Ron looked on in confusion, the scene shifted.

A boy who previously had no interest in magic joined the noble magic academy founded by the Maginot Empire.

In just three months, he advanced from an ordinary person to a seventh-level mage and even comprehended seventh-level magic on his own.

He displayed amazing magical talent.

He enjoyed unparalleled fame and his reputation as a genius was the focus of everyone's attention.

Shortly after he mastered seventh-order magic, he caused a great commotion at the school.

The teacher and students quickly gathered around the room where the boy was practicing, their eyes filled with surprise and curiosity.

Has Engels mastered seventh-order magic again?
Do not!
This is something he has grasped, not magic.

Rather, it is power.

At this time, the concept of power was not yet in the minds of anyone.

The emergence of power set the gears of destiny in this world in motion.

Who could have imagined that a boy who was just an ordinary person three months ago could accomplish an unprecedented feat in just three months?

To this, Ron can only say: This guy's cheat is more expensive than mine.

The screen jumps again.

He was still the same boy, but a year had passed since he had comprehended his powers.

Through the smooth, translucent icicles before him, one could see that his appearance had not changed much, but his eyes were completely different.

The former gentleness has been replaced by an unfathomable sharpness and indifference.

He used to at least pretend, but now he's too lazy to even bother.

The boy stood on the ruins of a town that had just been ravaged by war, with scorched earth and crumbling walls beneath his feet, and the air thick with the smell of gunpowder and blood.

He led the Eternal Holy Court, which he founded, to launch the largest war in nearly several centuries, annihilating the people of three neighboring territories.

The reason given was to purge heretics.

This battle caused hundreds of thousands of innocent civilians to be displaced.

The neighboring king, concerned for his people, apologized and sought peace with Engels.

However, Engels did not stop there.

He kept finding various reasons to invade neighboring countries.

When the scene shifts again, it is five months later, and the neighboring country has become territory of the Eternal Holy Court.

Meanwhile, a million-strong allied army, spontaneously formed by seven surrounding kingdoms, has also besieged the city.

They repeatedly advised Engels to stop the war, but he wouldn't listen and even openly declared war on them.

What else is there to say?

The seven-nation alliance immediately dispatched troops to the Eternal Holy Court.

For this, the civilians who had suffered greatly from the war applauded.

Just when they thought the coalition forces could finally deal with this warmonger, the results that came out were a huge surprise to everyone.

The seven-nation alliance was defeated.

In their battle against the Eternal Holy Court, they were completely overwhelmed.

They underestimated Engels' strength.

"Your Holiness, all the rebels have been eliminated."

On the battlefield strewn with corpses, a cultist dressed in a white robe with gold trim knelt on one knee to report, his tone filled with reverence.

More and more people dressed in similar clothes gathered around, their eyes gleaming with fanaticism as they looked at the boy in the center.

The boy exuded a heavy aura, clearly the aura of a ninth-order Great Sage!

This is the first ninth-tier powerhouse of this era.

It has already transcended the understanding of the Seven Nations Alliance.

Therefore, they lost.

After this battle, no one dared to challenge the authority of the Eternal Holy Court.

However, Engels, the war maniac, did not go all out this time.

Tired of war?

No.

He is developing rules of war that allow everyone to participate.

The scene shifts again.

The atmosphere inside the magnificent hall was solemn and dignified.

The young-looking Engels sat high on the papal throne, below him a sea of believers.

Today, he announced a rule called the War of the Gods.

Every so often, he would select a few kingdoms to start a war of the gods. The chosen kingdoms, after defeating the other kingdoms, would gain the power of the gods.

The power of the gods? Ha…

The kingdoms scoffed at this.

Because the gods worshipped in this era never responded to believers, most people believed that gods did not exist.

Is it possible to trick them into killing each other with such a fictitious reward?

Initially, all countries refused.

Eventually, the Vatican around the world sided with the Eternal Church.

Because the gods responded to them, conveying a divine message that instructed them to cooperate with the Eternal Holy Court in implementing the rules of the War of the Divine Kingdoms.

"So gods really do exist," "The gods support the war for the divine kingdom," "Winning the war for the divine kingdom will grant you the power of the gods," "Becoming a god will grant you eternal life"...

As the deity's identity was revealed and the incident gained traction, more and more people supported the implementation of the war for the divine kingdom.

The kingdoms were propelled forward by public opinion.

The dissenting voices were gradually suppressed.

Even dissenting voices within the Eternal Holy Court.

When Engels announced the list of participants in the first war of the divine kingdoms, a cultist stepped forward, his face filled with worry and confusion, and bowed, asking:

"Pope Engelsius, are you... truly determined to uphold the rules of the War of the Gods? This action will surely unleash a bloodbath that sweeps across the entire continent, causing countless lives to be lost."

On the papal throne, Engels rested his cheek on one hand, looking down indifferently at the believer.

"You are questioning my decision?"

"I just want to know why you did this?"

The believer spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly.

What else could it be? To use you guys to make Gu poison.

Ron, as an observer, thought to himself.

Although he could not see the whole picture, nor could he see the true thoughts in Engels' mind.

However, some information can be gleaned from the overall situation and this guy's various actions.

Engels most likely made a deal with the gods using the rules of the "War of the Gods," altering the world's rules and dragging the gods into the fray to pursue his own chance at godhood. Judging from his current behavior, this pure villainous, selfish, and warmongering maniac is most likely thinking this way.

However, there are still some contradictions in this conclusion.

If everything he did was for the purpose of becoming a god, then if he could eventually become a god, why didn't he take that step?
Keep reading, and you might find the answer.

"why?"

Seeing that Engels did not speak, the cultist pressed for an answer.

"Although there have been minor frictions among countries around the world, they have generally lived in peace for hundreds of years."

"Now that all nations recognize the status of the Eternal Holy Court, we, as a bridge connecting all nations, should spread our doctrines and guide people toward good. Why then do you choose to introduce war?"

"If you do this, you will destroy the world!"

The believers hope that the Pope will realize the seriousness of the situation and change his mind.

However, Engels, sitting on the papal throne, showed no reaction whatsoever.

However, a hint of drowsiness crept into his once domineering gaze.

How do you know I'm not saving the world?

In response to the believer's questioning, he simply asked a question in return.

The Pope...is saving the world?

The believer was taken aback by the question.

"It will not be me who destroys this world, but you."

Engels continued.

"Your subordinate is ignorant and hopes Your Holiness the Pope will enlighten me."

The believer bowed his head and asked for guidance.

"The world is like a field of wheat; ten people are just enough to eat. But when the population grows to twenty, some people will go hungry."

"And when the number of people reaches thirty, these people are not far from starving to death."

"There are many parasites in this world now. They live too comfortably. If some of them are not eliminated, this world will be doomed sooner or later."

As he said this, his gaze swept over the believers.

Do you know why the gods didn't respond to the people's calls before?

he asked.

The believers looked at each other, their eyes filled with confusion.

"Because the gods and this world are symbiotic, their power is being consumed by an ever-increasing number of people along with this world."

"Therefore, the increasingly weakened gods are no longer able to respond to us."

Engels answered the question.

Wow, that makes sense.

Upon hearing this, Ron couldn't help but want to applaud Engels.

The gods were unable to respond because they were weak. The reason they can respond now is because the Eternal Holy Court previously eliminated some corrupt elements.

The gods' response to Engels's rules of the war of the divine kingdoms also has a reasonable explanation—to eliminate the parasites and restore their power.

"When the gods are too weak to protect the world, it means that the world has come to an end."

Engels continued.

The believers were horrified upon hearing this.

What the Pope said was reasonable and they had no choice but to believe it.

"There are only two ways to change this situation."

Engels paused for a moment.

Then, amidst the hopeful gazes of the crowd, he revealed his method: "One is to eliminate the parasites who do nothing."

"Another possibility is... the birth of new gods!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions turned serious.

Both of these methods are very difficult.

The former is alright; the Eternal Holy Court can eliminate most of the parasites even if it means going down in flames.

In this environment where everyone is corrupt, isn't it a bit too unfair to those who are chosen to be eliminated?

From this perspective, the rules of the War of the Divine Kingdom promoted by the Pope seem tailor-made to solve this problem.

The Eternal Holy Court will not intervene; it will let these kingdoms eliminate the corrupt elements themselves, allowing the fittest to survive. In this way, there will be no issue of unfairness.

Moreover, the ultimate winner will have the opportunity to become a new god.

Kill two birds with one stone.

Only after figuring out the reason did they understand the Pope's good intentions.

"The gods are our friends, and they will give the greatest help to the war of the divine kingdom."

"The war of the divine kingdoms is not for the destruction of the world, but for the salvation of the world."

Looking at the believers who no longer objected, Engels declared in an unassailable tone.

"Only by starting a war between the divine kingdoms can this world be saved."

"When the war of the divine kingdoms is disrupted, this world will come to an end."

Hearing this, Ron suddenly felt a bit out of place.

It's like watching a short video in a good mood, and suddenly an ad pops up.

He couldn't help but wonder if he had been set up.
Is this guy some kind of advertisement paid for by the God of Light?
Do you believe it?
I don’t believe it anyway.

Although he had just been wondering if the world's impending end was due to his interference with the war between the gods.

But now that he's heard this guy say it, he feels that the end of the world isn't his fault.

He had found it strange before, where did Mavis get the memories of the God of Magic?

Now he knows the answer.

It's highly likely that the three main gods of the three major churches sent it to Mavis.

There's quite a bit of personal agenda mixed in.

Just as Ron was about to hear what Engels had to say next, the flowing memories abruptly stopped and shattered into fragments.

咚…

Ron regained his senses and instinctively reached out to support the older elf who had fallen into his arms.

It seemed that displaying the memories of the God of Magic had exhausted too much energy; her lips were pale, and beads of sweat were dripping from her forehead, soaking Ron's chest.

"Are you OK?"

Ron hesitated for a moment, but still did not push the weak and powerless Mavis away from his arms.

"Let me rest for a bit..."

The white-haired elf girl spoke in a very weak voice.

"Master Kong..."

Just then, the door to the alchemy room suddenly opened, and Beta walked in happily, intending to report to Ron on the latest progress in the development of the Soul Transfer Potion.

But the words came to an abrupt end.

In the alchemy room, Ron sat in a chair, his hands supporting Mavis's ribs as she sat on him.

Mavis's body, pressed tightly against Ron, heaved violently with rapid breathing.

"We've rested enough, let's continue..."

He was saying these words.

Although she had no experience in this area, Beta immediately realized what was going on.

"Oh, I think I forgot to buy one of the medicinal herbs."

"I'll be back in a bit, Master Kong."

She quickly closed her eyes, turned around, shut the door, and ran away as if fleeing.

Before leaving, they thoughtfully activated the soundproof barrier.

"..."

Ron turned his gaze away from the doorway.