"Let's get out quickly."
Looking at the huge door covered with ice and snow, Xiatasi clenched her fists and her tone was inevitably a little anxious. But the ascetic monk Snowman next to him moved a step sideways, blocking the back of Xiatasi who wanted to step towards the light door.
"Wait a moment."
His voice was low, as if he had made some decision.
"What's wrong?" Out of trust in her companions, Shatas suppressed her impatience and turned to look at Snowman in front of her.
“The Lord gave me a revelation.”
Snowman lowered his voice and glanced at the people around him one by one: "The Lord asked me, when so much time has passed in the outside world, what will happen if we break away from this book? ?”
Xiatasi's originally intense enthusiasm suddenly sank after hearing Snowman's words. She opened her mouth slightly and looked at Snowman in front of her.
It has been too long since they left the real world and entered this book.
Sometimes they are sleeping in the book, and sometimes they are exploring the world in the book. But no matter what, even the Loen soldier Ronzel Edward, who came to Grossel's Travels for the shortest time among them, more than a hundred years have passed since he came to this book.
For them, the passage of time is measured in thousands of years. Although the lives of Sequence Five are longer than others, there is no fundamental difference.
And a thousand years is a time that can allow demigods to quietly dissolve in the passage of time.
As if a dream bubble had been burst, Mobet Zoroaster, who had been silent all this time, suddenly woke up from a dream. He held his head in pain and said as if he was dreaming:
"It has been a thousand years since I came to the era in the book..."
Although Mobet did not give an accurate year, when he blurted out these words, everyone else's hearts suddenly became cold. Even Grosel, who had defeated the "King of the North" Yurisian, was in a panic. Not so high anymore.
If this is the case, what will they encounter after leaving this world?
The passage of time will act on them, burning their living lives to ashes in an instant.
"Then what should we do?" Xiatasi took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and her eyes were full of anxiety. They had spent so long getting here, and now they were telling her that they had no way to escape from this prison?
There is no doubt that this is a very cruel thing for them. Time seems to have turned into a cage, ruthlessly dividing the boundaries on both sides.
"……No."
The ascetic monk Snowman was silent for a moment and said to Shatas in front of him:
"The Lord said, I have been here for a long time, and He has allowed me to plead with Him - you do not need to believe in Him, He will grant you a new life."
"Is there such a thing?" When she heard the word "gift", Shatas smiled: "When did that arbitrary God become so kind?"
She still had hatred and prejudice against the ancient sun god in her heart. After all, everyone who came later told her that the storm belonging to the elves had dimmed, and this storm died at the hands of the ancient sun god.
No one will surrender to the god who destroyed his faith.
Therefore, with the irritable character unique to the "Storm" path, Shatta said these words to the Snowman ascetic monk in front of him without any mercy.
"Xiatas, you shouldn't be like this." Mobet pulled Xiatas's hand and said to her:
"I know you have different beliefs, but Snowman also wants us to survive. He doesn't want anything to happen to us - what you said is a bit too much, Shaitas."
Looking at Mobet's eyes, Xiatasi's brows softened slightly. The stubborn elf took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
After a moment, the proud elf lowered his head.
"Sorry, Snowman."
After hearing what the fiery and bad-tempered elf Xiatasi said, the other people present breathed a sigh of relief. However, before they could relax, Mobet heard Xiatasi next to him continue to speak seriously. Said to Snowman:
"I know your thoughts. But I'm sorry, I don't accept your Lord's gift to me."
"Shatas!" Mobet paused, not knowing how to persuade this elf that he once admired - and still admires now.
During this long period of time, he had figured out how stubborn Shatas in front of him would become after making a decision. The pride of the elves is even more important in her heart. I am afraid that even death cannot change Xiatasi's thoughts at this time.
Snowman nodded, obviously expecting his companion's attitude. He pursed his lips and instead of trying to persuade, he said to the remaining people:
"The Lord will bring you to his kingdom and restore the lives you lost." Snowman was silent for a moment, "You are not believers in the Lord, so you cannot stay in the Lord's kingdom."
After that, Snowman added:
“I will take you with me out of the kingdom of the Lord.”
After hearing these words, Mobet raised his eyes and glanced at Snowman in front of him, and suddenly knew what kind of sacrifice the Snowman in front of him had made.
He is a noble from the Solomon Empire in the Fourth Age. He knows how difficult and honorable it is for a person with such devout faith to be allowed to enter the kingdom of God by the gods.
Presumably, Snowman must have had some communication with the god of his belief before he allowed the god to send him a gift.
Huh... Mobet Zoroaster took a deep breath, mustered up the courage, and held the hand of Shatas next to him.
Xiatasi glanced at Mobet beside her and had no further reaction. Snowman also did not continue to admonish Shatas beside him, but continued to tell others:
"Grossell, the Lord's kingdom now includes the kingdom of the giant king you once believed in. If you are willing to convert to our Lord, then the Lord will allow you to return to the king's court - that era. It has become history, and the Lord has just woken up, and the entire continent has been shrouded in darkness."
"Lonzel, Mobet, the same is true for you."
Snowman took a breath: "If you want to have a chance to stay in the kingdom of the Lord, you can stay as long as you believe in the Lord - the Lord has just awakened, and now more people are needed to build a new kingdom."
Mobet on the side was silent, while Longzell, the Loen soldier wearing black armor beside him, fell into a trance. He looked at Snowman in front of him and murmured:
"A new country?"
"Where should I go?"
"Where can I go?"
There was some struggle in Longzell's heart. If he wanted to believe in the "Lord of the Storm", then after he heard that Mobet Zoroastrian and the ascetic monk Snowman told him about the "Lord of the Storm", "After the history with the "ancient sun god" back then, his faith gradually became shattered and disillusioned over the past hundred years.
He didn't mind finding a new god to believe in.
For him, faith is not just spontaneous piety, but also contains spiritual comfort.
Just like in the war, in order to prevent himself from fearing war and death, he made himself believe in the Lord of Storms, and relied on the teachings of storms to make himself brave and fearless.
After a moment, Long Zell asked the Snowman ascetic monk in front of him in a hoarse voice:
"What is the name of the omniscient and almighty God you believe in, the Lord who created everything?"
After listening to Long Zell's words, Snowman opened his hands and solemnly said to Long Zell in front of him:
"The Lord's favored one, the Lord's divine messenger Gehrman Sparrow, came to the book and told me the Lord's current honorary name and divine name."
"He is the omniscient and omnipotent God, the Creator of all things; He is the source of all greatness and the fallen nature of all living things."
“In the mouths of those who cannot know His greatness, He is only called the true Creator—the Lord who opened the age of mankind and returned from chaos.”
The True Creator...Mobet Zoroastrian and Ronzel Edward, who knew this name, had some strange expressions on their faces. Without waiting for the two to ask, Snowman continued piously:
“The Lord has passed down an oracle. He will build a kingdom without sorrow in His Kingdom of God on earth. Under the light of the Lord, no one will use violence to vent their sins.”
"And the false god who occupied the sun has now revealed its ferocious face, openly raising the butcher's knife towards all living things. And the Lord has also returned, and has re-entered the world surrounded by the king who once betrayed Him."
“And in the Lord’s kingdom of God, the Lord saved those people who were displaced in the disaster. The Lord and several gods who also belonged to the ancient times began to re-spread faith to the people there from the Silver City that was lost in history. .”
“The Lord’s favored ones should also know about this matter.”
Snowman spoke firmly, looking at Klein who was not far away with his resolute eyes, and every sentence was sonorous and powerful. Klein was at a loss, not knowing when the true creator became the righteous god recognized by other gods.
I don't know what you are talking about... Although Klein was a little stunned in his heart, he still maintained his calm on the surface. He looked at the people in front of him, his body swaying slightly, and it looked like he was nodding slightly, but he didn't seem to respond to anything.
Snowman retracted his eyes and no longer looked at Klein in front of him. He looked at the people in front of him, waiting for their answers.
"Grossell wants to go with you." Grossell made the decision first. He said to the people around him in a simple and honest voice: "The King's Court of Giants has disappeared, which means that the giants have failed. .”
Speaking of this, Grossell's tone turned out to be somewhat sad. He looked at the Snowman ascetic in front of him: "Grossell wants to return to the Decaying Forest to see what it has become now?"
Compared with those giants who are cruel in nature, Grossell obviously has more reason and richer "humanity". Likewise, he spent many years writing about Grossel's travels.
For people like them, either their faith becomes more ingrained or it fades away over time. Snowman and Shasta are the former, while Grossel and Ronzel are the latter.
As for Mobet? The one he believed in at that time was Emperor Solomon, and most people from the Angel family knew the "blasphemous" way to God.
"I also want to believe in the true Creator."
Long Zell laughed, but there was a bit of bitterness hidden in this hearty smile:
"Now even if I return to Backlund and Loen, I can no longer find my family and my friends. I don't even know where my descendants are or whether I have any extra descendants. clear."
"Although it may seem that my faith is not religious enough, I want a faith that can strengthen my will and prevent me from completely losing my future direction."
Listening to Long Zell's sincere words, Snowman nodded and made a cross on his chest.
"God bless you."
"What about you, Mobet?"
Mobet raised his head, with a smile on his face, and held the hand of Xiatas who was a distance away from him, and pulled Xiatas to his side with a little force.
"I stayed with her in the book."
The ending here is surprisingly difficult to write... there will be another chapter later
(End of chapter)
