Huh? Are they all real?...

The sky, once illuminated by the light of divine ascension, has grown increasingly dim.

The crowd lowered their heads even more sadly.

Before the goddess, even the nobles were terrified and kept their mouths shut.

They originally intended to fawn over the newborn goddess and accuse Trajan of his shameful crimes.

Thus, by using a power that Trajan could not possibly resist, he could kill this true nightmare.

And usher in the emergence of a brand new dynasty.

But they cannot do it in the presence of the truly supreme being.

The so-called bloodline and power of the nobility have truly become a joke.

If you're still a mortal, then kneel down!

The goddess finally stepped through the palace gates she herself had once crossed.

Here, the royal knights and the knights of the South are all kneeling on one knee, standing on either side.

Around them, the common people, officers, nobles, and even demigods prostrated themselves on the ground.

This special exemption is a glory and a blessing for knights, said to have been bestowed upon them by their firstborn sons at the beginning of creation.

In return, the knights will always uphold their oath.

To this day, no one knows which son this is.

But the firstborn son's grace and the knights' oath remain unchanged.

Knights will never betray their lords and oaths, and the gods and kings will always grant them immunity and dignity.

Just like in the beginning.

Looking at the audience hall ahead, the goddess paused slightly before continuing forward.

At the entrance to the audience hall, many people spontaneously formed a human wall to block the way.

They were trying to stop a goddess in such a foolish and ridiculous way.

But that was the only thing they could do.

Moen tried to stop and explain, but to no avail.

Many people even advised him to leave the capital as soon as possible.

Moen could only laugh and cry at this, and chose to give up.

Then, when the goddess truly approaches, she doesn't need to do anything.

With just a questioning look, the human wall collapsed and fell.

This is not because they are weak; it is already unimaginable courage for mortals to stand in front of gods for another mortal.

But their actions made the goddess walk past them even more carefully and gently.

Deep inside the audience hall.

The goddess finally saw her only treasure.

She nervously straightened her dress, which she had already tidied up several times before.

The goddess finally started walking forward.

In the audience hall and throughout Baratheon at this moment.

Only two people were still standing.

One was a goddess slowly walking towards them, and the other was Moen walking down the steps.

Looking at the king ahead, the goddess abandoned her unease, her steps quickened, and her movements became more hurried.

But then the goddess finally stood before the new king.

She stopped again.

Regarding Ansa's situation, Moen asked a curious question:

"Ansa?"

A moment later, everyone was utterly astonished to witness this scene.

Before the shattered throne, in the audience hall filled with people.

The supreme goddess knelt on one knee before the mortal before her.

This was a miracle they had never heard of before.

A miracle that is almost blasphemous.

Before the crowd could gasp and feel uneasy.

They knew the answer.

The goddess, kneeling on one knee, extended her right hand to the new king, inviting him to a proposal:

"Please become my king!"

Chapter 152 I Do (3k)

The first rays of dawn, representing the first light of day, also shine through the openwork patterns on the wall at this time.

That light illuminated both God and King impartially.

The crowd then suddenly realized what was happening.

His Majesty did not lie to them.

His Majesty will indeed be fine.

Because His Majesty is the King!

That blasphemous scene was neither inconceivable nor unprecedented.

Because it was a new god who was establishing his chosen king.

Gods and kings are the only beautiful beings in this world.

Because they are absolutely and forever loyal to each other.

I will love you like a god or a king; this is the best love confession in the world from ancient times to the present.

Couples who make such a promise will even receive blessings from the gods and kings, and they can designate any god's church to hold their wedding.

But such things are extremely rare throughout history, after all, the love between gods and kings is far more profound than mortals can imagine.

Few people possess such courage.

At this moment, they will witness firsthand such profound love, not the kind of love that imitates that of gods and kings.

They are, in fact, genuine kings and gods.

The long night before dawn is always the darkest time, but it is precisely because of this that it fully highlights the magnificence and splendor of dawn.

The crowd instinctively wanted to cheer at that moment.

But they immediately covered their mouths tightly.

It's not the right time yet, it's not the right time yet.

Every person's eyes were fixed on the king bathed in radiant light.

At this moment, he was the only one still standing in the entire Baratheon.

What an honor for an ordinary mortal to witness such a miracle!

Moen, who was the cause of everything, was also stunned and stood there.

Become king, and invite others to become king.

He had done this many times.

I've lost count of how many times it's happened.

But that was before; back then, he always thought it was just a game.

In real life, he was invited by a goddess to be her king.

This was the first time he had encountered this.

Moen was well aware of Ansa's feelings for him.

He also knew very well that once Ansha became a goddess, he would be her king.

But Moen never expected it to happen at this time.

Under the watchful eyes of so many people.

Should we refuse?!

The thought didn't even cross Moen's mind.

Although Moen knew that at this very moment, heaven knew how many gods were watching this side.

For example, the sacred tree, the shadow, the moon, and the storm.

The rapidly disappearing gold coins of my own are the best proof.

They also knew how much trouble it would cause if they agreed.

The establishment of a new god and a new king will undoubtedly cause various forces to send envoys from afar to pay homage.

At that time, not only will dwarves come, but elves will come, vampires will come, and who knows, everyone you don't want to see will come.

But Moen never considered denying it.

Because I am her everything.

Moen dared not imagine what this poor girl and goddess would do if he chose to refuse.

That certainly wasn't some kind of madness or radicalism.

Ansa couldn't do that to herself.

That must have been a very humble, pitiful plea and concession.

Just imagining that scene made Moen feel like his heart was about to break.

Moen wondered if he could truly reciprocate Ansa's love in kind.

Moen was the one in the world who knew best how profound God's love for the King was.

To this day, Moen still doesn't know if the man who became king by cheating is truly worthy of their love.

It seemed to be because Moen hadn't responded to him yet.

So Ansa lowered her head even further, and her voice, slightly trembling with tears, pleaded again:

"Please become my king!"

Ansha didn't know why her teacher hadn't responded to her.

She began to doubt whether she was being too presumptuous, whether she was imposing unwarranted expectations on her teacher, and whether she truly deserved to have her teacher as her king.

It was this voice, tinged with tears, that deeply touched Moen's heart.

What am I doing?!

Aren't you still hurting this poor girl?

As Ansa grew increasingly uneasy and timid, she felt an unprecedented warmth at her fingertips.

She looked up in a daze.

Moen had already placed his hand in her palm.

Moen also knelt on one knee before the goddess, and looked intently into Ansha's eyes, which were filled with surprise, and said:

"My pleasure!"

Then their fingers interlocked, and their palms clasped tightly together.

Those who witnessed the covenant between the gods and kings were instantly thrilled.

"For the goddess, for the new king!"