Brain bloom

This is the origin of the Kingdom of the Holy Coffin, and the reason why the Pope travels the world.

As for scriptures, doctrines, and everything about the state? All of that was made up by Olster. As a true god, making up a bunch of lies was a piece of cake for him.

The establishment of the Holy Coffin Kingdom was a complete accident.

Neither Sen Shi, who sowed wealth, nor the first pope, who squandered wealth to build faith, were the true founders of this country. To this, Olster touched his heart beneath his white robes and offered this answer with a sigh.

"But it was that succubus who created this country..."

"That's true." Mori smiled with relief, then sighed.

"I don't know much about what happened after that, but I still managed the Holy Coffin Kingdom properly. The Rose Queen needed more faith to heal herself. So, she lived in the tower, which was the foundation of the Holy Coffin Kingdom and where faith was most abundant."

Mori asked helplessly, "This is the servant of the gods? I thought there was a pure girl carefully selected, praying to me every day... Sigh, what a disappointment."

"That's exactly what we say to outsiders, um, attendants of the gods."

This is also an important part of their system of lies, isn't it? Sen Shi no longer smiles; she has exhausted all the smiles and bitterness of her life today.

In this light, it's no wonder she didn't gain faith.

Olster was too exhausted. After faking his death, his remains were left in various churches to be cleansed by faith. As long as the faith is strong enough, he can be revived by piecing together a complete set of bones.

But the Rose Queen was not like that; quite the opposite.

Her physical body perished long ago after she handed over the throne and entrusted the Kingdom of Flowers to the next generation. She has always existed as a soul, sleeping, while faith has given rise to a new body and skeleton, which will constitute a new physique.

In this way, we can embrace the forest.

"Wait, where's the skull?"

"She left behind a floral crown; if you are also a Four Seasons Person, you should know this."

"...That is?!" Mori knew, of course.

Indeed, they have the style of the Four Seasons, with the flowers on their heads and their souls being the true essence, while the body is merely an accessory.

Then, not until 120 years later, she was summoned by the Fate Magic of the Four Seasons. Mori didn't know if the Rose Queen was behind it, and Olster shook his head, saying he didn't know either, but the plausibility seemed high…

Since Olster had been dead for quite some time, he had finished speaking.

Silence, gathering my thoughts.

It wasn't until much later that Mori was mentally prepared to ask that question.

“Then… how should I summon the Rose Queen? She has waited for me for too long, and I was born because of her. I should see her.”

"In that case, she should have already left."

Sen wondered if he had misheard.

But in this silent world, every word is a hundred times clearer, so she couldn't possibly misunderstand.

"I've seen her before, why did she leave?"

"Ah."

“Back then, she only had a body and hands, but she was already very beautiful, and she took me around everywhere…” Mori looked up at the huge clock on the tower, “She asked me to collect all of her, and now I’ve done it… Oh, I’m still missing a flower crown, I’ll go get it right now!”

"Need not."

"What happened?"

Olster's eyes held an unprecedented tenderness: "She has waited for you, and has no regrets. And gathering those bodies together was not for the purpose of reuniting with you."

"But—" Mori couldn't believe his intuition.

“I’ve said it before, the remains were meant to reappear in her body and embrace the one she longed for. She hoped that the interest earned from the Bank of Eden would be from the primordial god she deeply loved—but… are you?”

"I……"

“But you are you, not anyone else, and certainly not the one she is waiting for.”

Olster's voice was long and drawn out, but it was accompanied by a deep sigh.

"The sacred relics prepared for the reunion are no longer needed. She asked you to gather them together, then turn the clock, unlock time that has been imprisoned for too long, and let everything dissipate."

No longer needed? Mori was stunned for a long time, an overwhelming sorrow permeating the entire world.

The scenes of her last visit here, walking alongside the Rose Queen, were still vividly etched in Sen Shi's mind. She would never forget... and from now on, she would never forget.

Because that extremely brief moment was precisely a farewell.

It is the Rose Queen's sigh and relief upon discovering that Mori was not the one who had returned after waiting for so long.

“Let time, which has been sealed away for too long, flow again,” Olster said.

Mori did not comply; countless emotions still surged within her, and then she suddenly thought of something.

Before she came in... she saw a rose.

She looked up and demanded loudly, "On the top floor of the tower, there's a coffin...and inside is a rose. Isn't that her?"

"That's just her remains—lying in the coffin you gave her."

Volume 1 #Gu·One Day

I need to wrap up the outline a bit more, so I'll take a day off to adjust.

After filling in so many plot holes, I feel my enthusiasm has waned considerably. However, after finishing the last chapter, I felt a long-lost tension in the story, which even got me involved. But maybe it was just me indulging in a bit of self-indulgence; I'll get used to it.

Hmm, there are probably about 20 more words to go?

If we cover the remaining topics, such as facing the final boss who has been the focus of the entire book, and write a few tens of thousands of words of side stories, then this book can be brought to a close.

Mouth

Volume 1, Chapter 385: So-called Fate

For some reason, Olster felt strange.

Indeed, he is what people call the "first pope," and he single-handedly built a vast religion from nothing. Although much of the success was due to wealth, it was ultimately his creation.

Based on this alone, he would not feel any sense of submission when facing the Four Seasons Master before him.

Moreover, Olster considered himself an ancient true god, even the one who inspired all these crafts in the human world. If the Rose Queen hadn't captured him, he believed he would have left a very significant mark on history.

Therefore—he didn't think he should feel any reverence when facing those who brought the coffin.

However, he had to restrain himself to pull his head back. Otherwise, it felt as if his head would fly into Mori's hands—to be touched, played with, and tossed around by her. Even so, Olster thought he would be happy.

That's really strange.

As he looked at Sen, the girl who lived through all four seasons sat on the ground, her back hunched in dejection.

She is indeed the interest of the Bank of Eden, the expectant song of the Rose Queen, the vast amount of divine power gathered, and the soul formed from a single seed.

But she is simply herself.

It was not the primordial god that the Rose Queen had hoped for, nor anyone else.

Olster also felt a pang of sadness, something he hadn't experienced in a long time. Having guarded the Rose Queen's tomb for so long, he rarely showed normal emotions.

“You’ve met the coffin carriers before, haven’t you?”

"I've seen her... but she wasn't quite there."

Even so, her vivid image is etched in the deepest part of Mori's heart. And what is captured in that scene is an emotion called "joy"... If the Rose Queen was so happy, why did she leave without seeing him again?

Extreme sorrow surged from the depths of his soul into Moritoki's heart, overflowing and piling up.

Olster said—

"That rose lying in the coffin is probably all she wanted to tell you. A flower that never fades, symbolizing the meaning of the birth of the Four Seasons. If you are still sad, take that flower with you."

Having offered these words of comfort, Olster choked back his words, silencing his urge to speak. He felt he had said enough, so he sighed in relief and sprawled out on the ground like a condemned prisoner awaiting release.

But Sen walked over, his short boots right next to his head, just short of stomping him awake.

"Get up and continue."

"What? What else do you want to know... Haven't all the questions already been answered?" His eyes were weary.

"If I go and get the Rose Queen's crown, can I bring her back to life? Aren't those bones, born of faith, created for this very purpose?"

“It’s no use, coffin bearers.” Olster shook his head, his smile fading, and instead stated in a serious tone, “You have already parted ways. Her soul has completely vanished and no longer exists here.”

"Damn it."

“Respect her last wishes, go and retrieve her futile remains, then turn the clock and let everything vanish.”

"Where is Yi Yun?"

His tone was tinged with weariness: "I don't understand your seasonal customs. I've heard they're used for purifying and reincarnating the soul? But I'm not interested. Let's leave it at that."

Mori looked up at the clock tower that was waiting for her, but she had no intention of moving it. Not even a second hand.

It wasn't just because the Rose Queen had guided her and slain monsters and evil mists. She didn't know why she possessed such unwavering resolve; perhaps it stemmed from a lingering echo of the primordial god within her soul? It didn't matter.

All she knew was that she should try everything.

Since she's publicly declared herself a "servant of the gods," then she should be allowed to fulfill her duties. What kind of nonsense is it to just die like that, a final farewell?

"Hey, First Pope."

“No, don’t call me that. I’m not the pope who serves you.” Olster said somewhat awkwardly. “Ultimately, this so-called religion and this vast country were established to save the dying Rose Queen. To be honest, I don’t revere you.”

Sen nodded: "I don't need you to be my first believer, the Rose Queen is."

"Yes."

"Right now, all I want to tell you is that I'm not going to turn the clock yet."

"Whatever you want. Now that my body has been assembled and my soul has been awakened, I'll go and see the realm of the gods—" Just as Olster was about to leave and embark on his journey, a hand suddenly grabbed his collar.

His white bard's attire became quite disheveled under the twisting of that small, beautiful hand. But Mori had no intention of taking off his clothes; he simply dragged the still-spirited Craftsman God to another place.

Olster could not resist, for the coffin bearer displayed an extremely terrifying majesty, a divine authority, an irrefutable divine authority.

"Damn it, I've become your subordinate god?"

"Stop talking so much nonsense. I've just played with your head like a ball and used it as a weapon to smash it around. That's all."

These words were like a spell, causing the renowned master craftsman to shrink back in fear, utterly powerless to resist. Like a corpse, he was dragged along the streets of time by Mori, only able to look up at her petite yet majestic figure.