Huh? Are they all real?...

"How did you end up carrying Her Majesty the Goddess over like that?!"

His voice caused a huge uproar, quickly creating a noisy atmosphere.

"And why is Her Majesty the Goddess keeping her eyes closed? What did you do to Her Majesty the Goddess?"

Although Moen had saved them earlier, the crowd was still quite agitated.

God and king are foreign concepts to this world.

Even those in the central courtyard are the same.

However, not all of them were unaware of the God-King's Iron Law.

For example, a great lord is not one.

So the great lord hurriedly calmed the restless crowd, saying:

"Don't worry too much, this is normal. Because this gentleman is, is, Her Majesty the Goddess's consort!"

What was initially just a restless crowd suddenly erupted into chaos.

"what?"

"How can this be?"

Why have we never heard of this before?

"This is not mentioned in the scriptures at all!"

He realized that his explanation seemed to have the opposite effect.

The Grand Lord glanced awkwardly at Moen and said:

"I'm sorry, sir, I didn't really expect you to come back, so we didn't announce many things. After all, that would make people curious and try to find out where you are."

Don't let people realize the cruel truth of this world.

This is something the Great Lord has been working hard on.

After all, no one wants to know that they have actually been living in a cage all along.

Moen nodded in understanding.

“I understand, and this is my problem.”

Seeing that Moen understood, the Highlord breathed a sigh of relief, then couldn't help but look at the goddess in Moen's arms, who seemed unresponsive, and said:

"Her Majesty seems a bit off?"

That doesn't look like she's asleep.

Moen looked at the goddess in his arms and said:

"Her soul is not here. Only her body remains."

"What? But for hundreds of years, our prayers have been answered. And Her Majesty the Goddess has never stopped singing, just as she always has!"

"Because the uniqueness she left behind still sustains basic functions. Whether it's responding to your prayers or playing the Farewell Song."

The great lord, having received the answer, seemed somewhat bewildered.

After a long pause, he finally spoke:

"Then do you know where Her Majesty the Goddess's soul has gone?"

"She was always by my side, at least before I came here, even though neither she nor I knew it."

The previous answer left the Grand Lord bewildered and at a loss.

But these words made him laugh from the bottom of his heart.

"It seems that Her Majesty the Goddess has found her own home."

He did not blame the goddess for abandoning them and leaving the cage.

He sought out Mr. Conan because he wanted to help the goddess escape that real 'cage'.

Moen nodded in response.

He's not in the mood to talk right now.

Even while she was still on the mountaintop, she exerted an indescribable pressure on Moen.

Where is Mr. Conan?

"I'm here, Your Majesty!"

He heard Moen call his name.

Mr. Conan hurriedly squeezed through the noisy crowd.

"Your Majesty, I've arrived!"

Mr. Conan was out of breath when he walked up to Moen.

Upon seeing the arrival of the people, the great chieftain glanced at the mountaintop shrouded in mist and asked:

"Now that you have found Her Majesty the Goddess, have you retrieved that sacred relic?"

It is a question because the commotion beforehand was quite significant.

This led the Highlord to suspect that Moen had encountered an unexpected enemy up there.

However, he still believed in Moen.

After all, if Moen had failed, how could he have brought Her Majesty the Goddess back unharmed?

But to his surprise:

"I'm sorry, I failed."

"You failed? You couldn't even retrieve the sacred relic!?"

The Grand Lord was stunned. Even someone as strong as Moen couldn't do it?

What happened up there? Should we leave as soon as possible?

If it's a formidable enemy capable of causing even Moen to fail.

The great lord believed it was essential for them to flee immediately.

However, Moen reassured them, saying:

"No need for that. The one above won't attack you, and if she really has that idea, it doesn't matter where we run to."

This is a world torn apart by Moen, but it is also her world.

It makes no difference where you are.

"Is that so? However, if you don't bring back the sacred relic, then I have no way to restore contact with the outside world, so I will not be able to fulfill your previous request."

Moen smiled wryly:

“I know, I thought about this question on my way here.”

Moen's slim chance of winning was to contact the goddesses outside, open the door, and reclaim his divinity.

But now, he even has a problem figuring out how to contact the goddesses outside.

As for going up to ask her if she's willing to make a concession or something.

That's most likely impossible.

Even Moen felt he had anticipated her answer:

"Then you'll have to admit defeat!"

Thinking of this, Moen couldn't help but rub his temples.

好难

"So what are your thoughts on what we should do next?"

The Grand Lord also looked at Moen with a troubled expression.

Moen, who had an idea about this, asked him:

Do you still remember anything about Highgarden?

"What do you mean?"

The Highlord was unsure of Moen's meaning.

Moen reiterated his question:

"It's about whether you remember everything about Highgarden! The kind of intimate knowledge that goes down to every blade of grass, every brick and tile?"

Although the great lord still didn't understand the point of asking this, he still stated definitively:

“We only left Highgarden completely in the last few centuries. But for countless ages before that, I lived in Highgarden. So I remember everything. Of course, I don’t know about the courtyard where the goddess resides, because no one has been there since you left.”

"That's not important. What's important is that you remember most of it!"

"So what do you mean?"

Moen looked at Mr. Conan and said:

"You said that his uncle engraved what I told him back then in a small room deep inside the High Court?"

"I think that might be a breakthrough."

The great lord hesitated, then pointed to the mountaintop and said:

"But High Court is not there."

"High Court has been destroyed, utterly destroyed not long ago, but my path is to return."

Moen's gaze shifted from Mr. Conan back to the Highlord, and he said:

“I can pull Highgarden back to reality from your memory! As long as you truly remember!”

"Is all of this possible?"

Before receiving the gift, the Highlord was a commoner. He had never seen a true superhuman.

But after receiving the gift, this world was already separated.

Therefore, in a world with a very simple supernatural system, it is difficult for the Grand Lord to understand what a supernatural world is where only the impossible is impossible.

"Of course!"

After descending from the mountaintop, Moen rarely showed a smile.

He raised his hand and plunged it straight into the Great Lord's skull.

This is certainly not about taking the Great Lord's life; it's merely about accomplishing a small miracle.

In Moen's hands, he pulled the entire Highgarden back from the memories of the Highlords into the present world!

In an instant, the outline of the High Court emerged from nothingness—majestic walls, magnificent palaces, lush gardens, every brick and tile peeled from memory and transformed into reality. The air was filled with an ancient atmosphere that spanned one era after another, as if time had flowed backward.

The Highlord and the people of Midgard were all utterly shocked as Highgarden, the place they remembered, rose from nothingness!

"This, this, how is this possible?!"

Filled with almost endless shock, people stared in astonishment at Moen standing in front of them.

To this, Moen simply stood inside the ever-rising high courtyard and smiled at the people:

"Although I am still powerless, I am now the person closest to God!"

Chapter 450 Eletara (4k)

Looking at the towering palace rising from the ground.

Moen tried to keep laughing to ease his current mood.

However, Moen soon realized that even though he had laughed earlier, he didn't feel happy at all.

If it were before, I would definitely be very happy now.

This is another tribute to the classic movie scene – Asgard rising from the ground!

After shaking his head, Moen asked the astonished Grand Lord:

"So where do you think that room would be?"