Huh? Are they all real?...

"I know."

Moen nodded to indicate that he would not be affected by this.

Because this really exceeded our expectations.

After letting out a long breath, Moen turned his gaze to the summit of Mount Babylon.

She was waiting for him there.

After thinking about it, Moen felt that he should say something more to the goddesses.

Even in this current situation, he is somewhat at a loss for words because he has so much to say.

But just as he hadn't expected her to attack the other side immediately after the door closed.

Moen hadn't expected that he would turn around and look at the goddesses.

The world around us was completely changed.

The white plains transformed into mountain peaks high in the clouds.

Moen has seen this place; this is the top of Babylon!

So, when Moen turned around, he naturally saw her sitting on the broken boulder.

She still rested her chin on her hand, smiling as she looked at Moen and said:

"Are you surprised? Don't you think it will end like in a heroic tale, where a righteous hero leads his companions through countless hardships, but triumphantly reaches the final demon king?"

"And once again, justice triumphed over evil!"

Moen shook his head and said:

"No, I knew from the beginning that exceeding expectations was the only thing that would happen."

Moen's answer made her, who was sitting on the broken boulder, laugh even more.

"Because you are far beyond our comprehension."

"You are even the only opponent I cannot predict."

At Moen's voice, she lowered her hand that was supporting her chin and instead placed it on the boulder, allowing herself to swing her legs as she pleased.

"So, are you going to surrender? If you surrender now, I can make some concessions!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she, who was indeed still on the boulder, appeared behind Moen at the same time.

He whispered softly in Moen's ear:

"For example, allowing certain people I don't want to stay to stay?"

She was behind Moen, and she was also on the boulder.

They are all the same person.

It wasn't just one person.

The greatness of the Creator is difficult to describe using common sense.

"No, I refuse."

She leaned softly against Moen and then vanished in an instant.

Only she remained, her legs still dangling on the boulder, and asked curiously:

Aren't you afraid of losing completely?

"Fear? How could I not be afraid?"

"Then why not accept my proposal?"

"I cannot back down."

She slowly stopped her legs from dangling in mid-air, raised her hand to support her chin, and asked:

"Your journey is over. In the four eras you have experienced, you owe nothing to any of them. The only ones you owe are them. So why give them up for their sake?"

"I did not abandon them."

"Then why won't you accept my proposal?"

"Because we stand together!"

Moen raised his hand; only one of the goddesses' hair rings remained.

But this last one was woven from the hair of all the goddesses.

"God and King are one, sharing life and death. This is the ironclad rule you set, so none of us have abandoned anyone. We have always been together, regardless of victory or defeat."

"Only on this point, regardless of the final outcome, have we already won."

The beautiful, dazzling ring did not grant Moen the so-called power of love as some old stories claim.

But that did indeed greatly displease the Creator.

The ring posed no real threat to her, but it led to her utter defeat on another battlefield.

"Therefore, as the only one who might be able to save them, I cannot back down."

Moen put down his hand and earnestly stated his reasons.

He looked directly into her eyes, eyes that could freeze the world in the blink of an eye.

After a long while, she suddenly laughed.

"Really, it's still the same. Well then, so be it!"

With a smile on her face, she jumped down from the broken boulder.

Flowers bloomed rapidly on the cracked earth, supporting her feet and bringing her down to the ground.

The frozen white world completely melted away at that moment.

It was just a whim of hers.

This truly ushered in spring for the white world that had left Moen helpless.

Then came the sweltering summer, the chilly autumn, and finally, the harsh winter.

Before the true Creator, even a concept like the world is merely something to be played with at will.

"You should know that you actually have no chance of winning. Even if my condition for surrendering is simply to meet me, it's the same!"

Yes. But I will do my best.

She stopped a short distance in front of Moen, her hands behind her back, and bent down to say:

"Hmm, but that's not fair, so I've chosen a fair way to fight for you!"

How many steps are between you and me?

Moen glanced at it, then frowned and said, "Eleven steps?"

"Hmm, eleven steps!"

There are exactly eleven people behind you. Of course, you have to consider each of those little ones as a separate entity, but wasn't that how they were designed?

The Holy Grail, the Queen, and the three sisters of the Holy Sword can indeed be seen as one entity.

Aren't you curious about where they are now?

Before Moen could answer, she continued speaking to herself:

"They are part of my 'challenge,' and I have designed corresponding difficulties for them. As long as they can win, you can move forward!"

"If all eleven of you win, you can walk right up to me!"

"Then, with just a wave of your hand, the righteous hero defeats the terrifying evil demon king!"

She stopped eleven steps in front of Moen, clapping her hands and cheerfully announcing the rules she had set.

Moen bowed and said:

"Thank you for still being willing to compromise now."

"Well, I also want you to know that if I lose again this time, then I really won't back down!"

“I understand, and I believe them.”

Opposite to Moen, facing Moen who was bowing, she also lifted her skirt to return the greeting and said:

"I'll see."

-

Standing in front of the full-length mirror in my room.

While brushing her teeth, Aier suddenly felt that something was wrong.

After spitting out her toothbrush, she braced herself on the edge of the sink and stared intently at the mirror in front of her.

But there was nothing inside except himself.

What was my job again?

After a moment of doubt came endless confusion.

However, the alarm on the terminal soon interrupted her thoughts.

This prompted her to quickly regain her composure and tidy up her appearance.

She's going to a job interview today.

We need to prepare properly.

After hurriedly changing into the women's suit that had been ironed yesterday.

Then Aier went out.

For some reason, as she passed by room 666 next door, she suddenly stopped and tried to open the tightly closed door.

Just before his fist was about to land on the doorbell, Ayl suddenly stopped.

Why did I knock on this door?

'Hasn't this room always been empty and unoccupied?'

I subconsciously took two steps back.

It wasn't until the terminal reminded him again that time was running out that Aier realized he had to leave.

Today she's having an interview with the Heather Group.

I heard that important figures within the Heather Group will also come to inspect the place in person.

This was a very important opportunity for her, and the reason she was able to stand out in the audition was thanks to the great help of her friends.

Whether for your own sake or for your friend's good intentions, you cannot make a mistake!

When Aier arrived at the Heather Group's branch in Truth City.

Leda, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, hurriedly pulled her over and said:

"Aier, why are you only arriving now? Didn't I tell you? This time, a very, very important person is here to interview you!"

"I'm sorry, I, I..."

Suddenly remembering that empty room, Air froze on the spot once again.

Leda, who was pulling Er forward, was almost knocked over by inertia when Er stopped.

She was an adult a year older than Erdu, but her figure was so pitiful that strangers often mistook her for a poorly developed high school girl.

Therefore, she simply couldn't move the exceptionally tall and curvaceous Air.

"what happened?"

"Leida? I'm sorry, I... I don't know what's wrong with me."

Al, regaining his senses, hurriedly apologized.

Leda didn't care about any of that; she simply glanced at the time and said:

"Never mind, let's go up quickly."

However, as she turned around, she caught a glimpse of Al's slightly disheveled suit out of the corner of her eye.

This made Leda suddenly stop and grab Al's clothes from behind, saying: