Huh? Are they all real?...

"Suddenly, ice and snow sealed our world, and then countless monsters and giants rose from the earth and marched toward our holy mountain, which is the sacred mountain beneath your feet."

"The crown of the supreme one, that magnificent city that once soared high in the sky, also fell on that day."

"I don't know why the great war started or why it ended, because I was just a nobody at the time."

"But I am probably the only person in this world who still remembers spring."

Lost in his memories, the chieftain continued, "I still have more to say:"

"Spring, that is truly a perfect word and concept."

"But it's really too far away, so far away that I've forgotten all the specifics, only remembering 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 great war ended, the great one who blessed me not only left us a goddess, but also a 'hope'."

Mr. Conan hesitated and said:

"You don't mean 'fire', do you?"

"Yes, it's fire. This world was stripped away, and He felt it was too unfair to us. So, He not only left us an unparalleled being to protect our path forward, but also left us 'fire' that could burn this world to ashes!"

“Once we make our choice, we can burn this cold, boring white world with that flame.”

Upon hearing this news, Mr. Conan was stunned for a long while before confirming it in disbelief:

"Wait a minute, why does that sound like a self-destruct device?"

The Great Lord affirmed:

"Yes, it is a terrifying weapon that can destroy the world."

"It is said that if everyone prays together for the destruction of the world, then the fire of destruction will be lit."

Mr. Conan's jaw dropped.

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

The Highlord sternly corrected Mr. Conan's mistake:

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

"And once 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 lord has given us!"

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

The great lord spoke these words with great devotion.

This also made Mr. Conan realize that his values ​​were absolutely different from those of his followers.

Finally, the great lord added with a hint of regret:

"Of course, many of us would find this hard to accept, so in order to avoid panic and the unexpected occurrence of something going against the wishes of the majority."

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

"We even fabricated the excuse of 'seeds of heresy' to make people wary of fire and avoid it."

Knowing that continuing would only lead to unpleasantness due to their completely different values, Mr. Conan changed the subject, saying:

"So, did he tell you this himself?"

"No."

"what?"

Mr. Conan has lost count of how many times he has been surprised today.

Isn't it said that you are the one who has received blessings from the other party?

“I did receive that great man’s blessing, but he never told me these things. There were three people who received the blessing at the time: me, my brother, and my uncle. I was just one of them.”

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

"How did they die?"

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

Seeing that the lord did not intend to answer directly, Mr. Conan wisely refrained from pressing the matter.

He said it jokingly:

"Is it possible that there was some difference in understanding during the relay of the message?"

"Hahaha, impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"How could something so big go wrong?"

The great lord, laughing heartily and waving his hand, continued:

"Moreover, to avoid an accident like my brother's, my uncle hid this secret deep within Highgarden after obtaining it."

Have you seen it?

"No."

"why?"

"Because it was unnecessary, and because even at that time, Highgarden was slowly closing itself off. By the time I took over everything, I was no longer qualified to go deep into Highgarden."

That's it.

After nodding and organizing his thoughts, Mr. Conan asked very seriously:

"Then why are you telling me all this? Since it's a secret passed down by word of mouth, why are you telling it to a stranger like me?"

After saying that, even though he thought it was unlikely, Mr. Conan couldn't help but glance at the completely deserted temple.

You didn't say that because you know I'm about to die, did you?

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

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

The great lord, warming himself by the fire, sighed and said:

"That great being has chosen a supreme being for us to protect our path. This is clearly necessary for this godless world."

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

"Therefore, that person's choice was absolutely correct, and to be able to become the supreme being is an immense fortune for the chosen one."

Are you talking about a goddess?

Mr. Conan guessed the Great Lord's meaning, but he didn't understand what he was going to say next.

Becoming a god is indeed a great thing, so it's a win-win situation, but what's wrong with that?

As he was thinking, Mr. Conan suddenly widened his eyes.

The answer was given before the great lord could:

"The Iron Laws of the God-King!?"

"Yes, the Iron Law of the God-King. That lord thought he was just a passerby, at most a very good friend, a teacher. But he never expected that he would become a king."

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

"Everything was perfect, but that great man brought a true god to the world that was praying for the appearance of a god."

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

“We who are blessed may die, but the Goddess will never die. She is the absolute and invincible one true God in this small world, so there is no possibility of her taking the King away.”

Mr. Conan understood that this was an absolutely perfect plan.

Even if the chosen king and god are benevolent.

Under the infinite power of the gods, this prison might become a true paradise.

But

"But the only exception occurred. She chose the one person who could not be the king."

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

"Can't he stay?"

Having roughly guessed the ending, Mr. Conan asked a very obvious question.

The great lord smiled wryly:

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

"So, who are you looking for?"

"The goddess has persevered for too long, and I want to find hope for her."

“Our little world doesn’t have that hope, but the bigger, real world you represent might.”

Chapter 439 The Lord of the Rings (4k)

The never-ending music once again echoed in the courtyard.

Listening to the incredibly cheerful melody, the Grand Lord of Midgard continued to rub his hands together in front of the fire to warm them.

"Although this hope seems too small, it is better than doing nothing."

Mr. Conan smiled wryly:

"You seem to think too highly of me. I am just an insignificant pawn, at best a scout."

The great lord looked at him and laughed:

"But that's not what's behind you."

“I know, I know, but I’m afraid you’re placing too much hope in me.”

Mr. Conan was quite aware of his position.

The Highlord of Midgard valued him only because he had no other choice, and he himself obviously couldn't really consider himself someone important.

Because, on Baratheon's side, he was really just a scout.

Of course, this could also be an opportunity.

Mr. Conan couldn't help but ponder what role he could play and what he could gain from it.

It's human nature to consider one's own interests.

There's nothing to condemn.

That's right, things always develop in ways that exceed people's expectations.

While the Grand Lord of Midgard was still chatting with Mr. Conan...

An attack that completely exceeded everyone's expectations in the central courtyard came!

The sky was suddenly torn apart by a blinding red light. Accompanied by a deafening roar, countless burning meteorites rained down on the ground, instantly igniting the entire city. Streets collapsed under the violent impact, and flames and thick smoke engulfed the sky.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" The guard's shouts were drowned out by the deafening explosion.

The warriors in the central courtyard hastily prepared for the attack, but the assault was far beyond their expectations.

Many people were completely overwhelmed by the meteor-like meteorite attack before they even had time to react.

"what happened?"

Amidst the tremendous roar and tremors, Mr. Conan appeared quite flustered.

As a typical time traveler from the Heather family.

He had never seen such a large-scale event in his previous transmigrated life, which was far less than being imprisoned.

In stark contrast is the Grand Lord of Midgard, who has endured the long passage of time.

The tremor was so strong that it almost extinguished the campfire in front of them.

He stood up very seriously and said:

"This is unprecedented. Even the Kingdom of Aber, which launched the rebellion back then, only wanted to gain more influence and land, not to directly replace High Court as the new leader."

The authority of the High Court, or rather the Middle Court, has been shaken throughout its long history, but no matter how turbulent the times.