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I Killed an Academy Player Chapter 179: True Faith (2)

Chapter 179: True Faith (2)

It‍⁠‍ was a mysterious⁠​‍ place.

The‌‌ gentle ocean waves,​‌ for some reason,⁠⁠​ were void of‍‌ the fishy scent​‌ of the ocean,​‌ and the grains⁠ of sand on‍‍ the beach were‌⁠ warm and soft‌⁠ like finely granulated⁠ flour.

What​​ was the most‌ mysterious of them⁠ all, was that‍​‌ no signs of​‍ life could be‌‍ felt from this‍⁠⁠ island.

“Ahh…”​‌

However,‍‍‍ none of the‌ above was why⁠ Estelle was shivering⁠⁠⁠ – she was‌‍ trembling not from‍‍‍ horror or fear⁠ of the unknown​ but from being⁠‍​ deeply moved. Her⁠ superhuman senses as‌⁠‍ the Saintess were​‌‍ informing her of​‌ the infinite flood‌​ of sacred energy‌⁠ within the island.⁠

“C,‍​ Chairman… What, what​‌ is this place…?”​⁠‌

The‍​⁠ moment she turned‍‌‌ towards the chairman‍⁠ to ask, Estelle‌ realized that she‌ could feel the​‍ same energy from​ her.

‘How‌‌ did I not​‌⁠ know this? How‌‍⁠ did I not‌⁠ see this incredible‌‍⁠ amount of sacred​​‌ energy?’

Even‍‌⁠ the pope didn’t​​ possess such a brilliant color.

As​‍ if she knew‌​ what was going‍‌ through her head,⁠‌ Erin suggested with‌‍‍ a benevolent smile‌ on her face.​​‌

“Shall⁠ we walk?”

Erin‌‍‌ started walking towards‌‍‌ the center of‌ the island, so​‌ Estelle absent-mindedly did‌ the same.

“I‌ heard you had⁠⁠‍ doubts about the⁠‍‍ existence of gods.”⁠‌‌

“…”⁠‌

Estelle⁠​​ quickly went through‌‌ the report about​‍ Erin Danua – a new chairman⁠‍​ who suddenly appeared​ out of nowhere​ after the death​​‍ of Chairman Eriu​ Casarr.

She⁠⁠‍ wasn’t even registered​​‍ in the Guardian‌ Alliance and yet​​ became the next‍‌ chairman thanks to‌ Senior Professor Josephine​ Clara’s right to‌​⁠ choose the proceeding‍⁠​ chairman.

It‌​​ was nonsensical that‌‍ a single Senior‌⁠ Professor had all‍ the right to⁠⁠ choose the next‌​ chairman instead of‍​​ the board of‌​ directors or anything‌‍‍ of that sort,‌‍‌ but all the⁠​ chairmans of Merkarva⁠ Academy had gone‍‌‍ through the same‌‌ process.

Some⁠‍ even argued that⁠ it might be‍​‍ the same person‌ taking the post​​⁠ of the chairman‌‌ on repeat after⁠ changing their appearance,​ but that sounded⁠ way too far-fetched.⁠⁠⁠

Half-giants‌‌‌ and witches… Several‌‍ of the so-called‍‍ demi-humans were able⁠ to live an⁠‍ incredibly long life,‌​ but the biggest⁠‌ reason why that‌‍‌ controversial argument wasn’t​​ even deemed possible,‍ was because there⁠‌ had been both‍⁠ male and female‍ chairmans.

“God‌ exists. That’s what⁠⁠ they teach in‌⁠​ the Order, yes?”​

“…Of‌‌‌ course.”

“You’re⁠​​ right. Gods did‌​‍ exist. For a very long time.”​‍

“You‍​ mean… in the⁠‌⁠ past?”

Gods.​⁠‌

That‍‍⁠ was already against​​‌ the teachings of‍⁠ the Order.

With⁠ the spread of‍ the Order’s teachings,⁠‌‍ the gods of‍‌​ the indigenous religion⁠‍⁠ were either classified‌ as devils or​​ evil gods. Some‌ of the myths​ were also included‌ in the scripture,​‌‌ but there, they‍​‌ were classified as‌‍​ angels or the​‍ subjects of the​‌ god.

The‌​ scripture was full​​ of errors and​ a little bit​ of insight showed​​‍ that it did‌ not make logical‌​⁠ sense, but there‌‌ was one reason⁠‍ why the ‘Lord’‌ of the New⁠​ and the Old‍ Faiths was still‌ deified.

It​‍ was due to​‍‌ the existence of​⁠⁠ sacred energy – a power that‍​‌ manifested in a few of those​‍‍ who had deep​​⁠ faith.

“Faith‌ makes many things⁠​ possible, but it‍⁠⁠ is possible only​⁠⁠ to some. Why‌​ do you think⁠‍ that is the​‌ case?”

“That’s​ because of the​‌ depth of their⁠​​ faith and… Ah.”⁠‌

Estelle‌ was reminded in​⁠ the middle of‌‍‍ her speech of​‍ those who turned‍ away from the⁠ Lord. They betrayed‍‍​ the Saintess, praised‍‌‌ as the Child‍ of God, and⁠ even betrayed their⁠​ own god.

Many‌‌ priests, sisters, cardinals…‍​‌ and even the⁠‌‌ pope.

All⁠⁠‍ of them were​ still able to‍⁠​ use their sacred​​‍ energy despite turning‌ away from their⁠‌ god.

“In​ the distant past,‍ although youngsters refer‍‌ to it as‍ just a mythology,‍​‍ the world had​ been carved into⁠‌ being by titans​ and gods. The‍ concept of gods‍ didn’t even exist‌ back then.”

Erin‌ started revealing one‍‌​ by one the⁠‍⁠ genealogy of the‍ gods, which one‌⁠ would usually only​‌‌ hear from fairy‍‌⁠ tales.

The‌ War against the‍‍‍ Titans.

Migration⁠​ of Goidels, and​‌‌ their betrayal.

The⁠⁠⁠ disappearance of the‌ transcendents and a land turned barren.⁠⁠⁠

And⁠⁠ how the land,​⁠‍ void of gods​‍⁠ and titans, then‌‍‍ responded to the‍ desperate prayers of⁠‍⁠ the ones who⁠​ had their blood‌⁠⁠ flowing through them.‍

“You’re⁠‌ lying…”

Those‍‌‍ were words that‍​​ she could not​⁠‌ believe nor dare‌‌ even try to.‌‌

“You‌‌ and… they were‍‍ the gods?”

“Gods,​ huh…? Although you⁠​ call them as⁠ such for convenience’s‍‌ sake, it is‍ a little bit‌‌​ different. We are⁠ like concepts. Sun,‌⁠ Light, Earth, Curation,‌‌​ Flower, and Justice.​‍‌ You can see​ it as such‌‌ concepts having a persona.”

That⁠‍‌ was an unbelievable‌⁠ story for the⁠⁠‍ Saintess, who had⁠ lived her entire‌⁠ life as a devout believer. However,​ the lady in​ front of her‍‌‌ and this entire‌‌​ island itself were‌​ way too full‍ of sacred energy⁠‌⁠ for her to​ simply regard it​‍ as fake.

If‌ it was true⁠ that the remnants‌‍⁠ of the gods⁠‌⁠ existed in this‌ land, and if‌‌​ the lady in​⁠ front of her​‌‌ really was a goddess… then everything‌‌⁠ would make sense.‌‍

“Another‌‌ guest, huh? And​‌ I see our‌‍ kiddo is coming‌ here quite often​ these days.”

Someone⁠⁠ said while walking⁠ out of the‌‍‌ dark forest. Estelle⁠⁠‍ turned to the​‌⁠ voice and found⁠ a slim man‌‍ with a braided⁠‌ beard.

“Dian​⁠ Cecht-ahjussi.”

“I‌ told you to‌ call me Oppa.”‌⁠

“Nonsense.‌⁠ Do you know⁠‌​ how big our‌‌ age gap is?”‌

“Everyone⁠​‍ over 1,000 years‍‍‍ old is friends.”‍

“Ugh…!”‍‍‍

Erin,‍⁠ whose age was⁠ roughly revealed against‍ her will, frowned​‍‍ but Dian Cecht‌⁠ simply giggled back‍‌ while stroking his​‌⁠ beard.

“Hmm?​‍‍ This girl…”

After‌‌⁠ spotting Estelle, he‌ walked up with‍‌‌ intrigue while the‌ Saintess stood there‍⁠ in confusion after‌ feeling a torrent‍⁠ of sacred energy‍ from him.

“I‍ see. Dagda… and​​ even Balor in⁠‌‌ the mix. There‌‌‌ is even Lugh⁠‌ and Oengus… It’s‍​ hard to see​⁠ a lineage with‍ this many twists.”​⁠⁠

“There‍‍⁠ is only one‌ such lineage in⁠ this world.”

Another‍‍ voice echoed from‍ the woods. It⁠⁠‍ was a man‍​ harboring an intense​​‌ and flaming heat‌ – an energy‍‌ that she was​​‌ ever-so familiar with⁠​⁠ already.

“Greetings⁠ to the Previous‌ King, Nuada.”

“Right.‍ Is your little⁠⁠​ disciple doing alright?”​

“Thanks⁠ to your help.”​

Nuada‍ Airgetlam – the‍‍ master of the‍​​ Sun, and one‍ of the Ard‌⁠​ Ri, the greatest⁠ Danann of all.‌‍​ He immediately realized‌‌ who Estelle and​⁠ her ancestors were.⁠‍

“The‌ King of Goidels.​​⁠ A descendent of‌‌ that bastard who⁠⁠​ pretended to be​‌⁠ the Great King‍ after stealing our​‍​ bloodlines, huh?”

“Please‌‍‌ don’t say ‘steal’~.‍​‌ It was a pure fruit of​​ love, Nuada.”

“Oengus…”‌

An​​ incredibly young man‍‌ refuted the King‍‍⁠ of Gods. He‍⁠ was none other‌‌‍ than the Danann‌ of Love, Oengus,‍‍ who appeared with​ his father, the​ Danann of the​‍ Earth, God King‌⁠ Dagda.

“And‍‍ if you wish⁠ to reproach me⁠ for it, you⁠ must do the⁠‍⁠ same to God‌ King Lugh. His‍ grandfather-in-law, Balor the‌‌ King of Titans,‍​ is also in​ the bloodline, after‌‌ all.”

“Tch.”​‍‍

The‍ master of Mag‌ Mell, Manannan Mac​⁠ Lir, and the​‍ Danann of Light,‌ Lugh Lamhfada gathered​⁠‍ alongside several other‍ Danann.

Each​​ and every one⁠⁠⁠ of them possessed​⁠ an incredibly familiar‌⁠ aura to Estelle.‍ It felt to‍ her, that they⁠ each possessed further-classified‍‌​ auras of the​​⁠ sacred energy.

“W,⁠ who… are you‌‌ all?”

She‌ asked with a trembling voice and​​ the Danann gladly‌ revealed the truth‌‌ to their descendent.​

“We‌‌​ are the long​‍⁠ ancestors making up‍ your origin and⁠‍ your bloodline.”

It‌‍‍ all started with​​‌ Balor, the King​ of Titans. His​⁠ daughter and Dian‌ Cecht’s son married‍⁠ to give birth​‌ to Lugh, the⁠⁠⁠ Danann of Light⁠​ and—

Lugh’s‍‍ son became the‍ hero of Goidels,‌‍⁠ and Oengus’s daughter‌ got married to​ one of the‌ descendants of that‍ hero.

That⁠‌‍ bloodline later gave⁠ birth to the‍⁠ King of Heroes,‌ the first king​ of the El⁠​⁠ Rath kingdom, who​‌⁠ led the Goidels‍​​ and chased out‌ the gods.

“Flowing‍‌​ in your veins⁠‌ is the mixed⁠⁠⁠ blood of countless‍⁠ powerful gods and⁠‌‍ Balor, the strongest⁠‌ evil king. It‌⁠‌ is, however, still‍⁠⁠ an incredible miracle⁠​ that it has‍⁠ atavistically brought the​‌ power back to⁠ you after thousands‍ of years.”

“The⁠‍ priests that use‌‌ the so-called sacred​‍​ energy, are most​​‍ of the time‌​ either our or‍ the titan’s descendants.”‍​⁠

Erin‍‌ added from the‍​ side, and commenting⁠​ after that was​​​ Dagda, the Danann⁠​ of Earth, along‌⁠ with a hearty‍‍ laughter.

“Kuhahahat!​​‌ I guess I have sowed a bit too many‍​⁠ seeds!”

“It’s​‌‌ not something to⁠ brag about, Dagda.‌​‌ Don’t you remember​ getting stomped on​​ by Oengus, your‌ illegitimate child?”

“Let’s⁠​‍ not dwell in​ the past, Uncle⁠ Dian Cecht,” remarked‍‌⁠ Oengus.

“Tch⁠​ tch. If that‌ was me, I would have smacked‍‍ his head with⁠ a sword if‍ my son did​​ something like that​​ to me.”

“It⁠‍‍ is quite scary⁠‍‌ when that’s coming⁠⁠​ from you, Uncle,​ considering how you‍ have a history‌​ of killing your‌ son and opening⁠‌ his heart up…”⁠⁠​

“But‌‌ he had serpents⁠​‍ that could destroy‌‍⁠ the world!”

Meanwhile,​ a gigantic man⁠​ reaching 2 meters⁠ in height walked‍ towards Estelle. Dagda‌​​ Mor – the​ great Danann of⁠​ Earth stood before‌‍‍ her and said​‍‍ with a smile.​

“I‌⁠ see. So you’re⁠ a long descendent​‌ of mine.”

“I,‌‍‌ I…”

“I‌‍ have placed my⁠​‌ bets on Korin⁠ Lork. A new​​ era calls for​ a new Danann.⁠‌⁠ Well, he’s not‌​ complete as of​ yet but… Erin!”‍​‌

“What‍​‌ is it, Dagda?”​

“He’s‌‌‍ still got my​​ cauldron, right?”

Estelle​‌ immediately knew what‌⁠ they were referring​⁠ to – the‍ divine artifact recorded‌‌‌ down in the​​ scripture as the‍ Holy Grail. It‌‌ was part of​⁠⁠ a fabricated history‍​ of the scripture,​​ which stated that​‍ the divine artifacts⁠‌​ including the Sun,⁠​⁠ the Spear of⁠‌ Light, the Holy‌ Grail, and the‍ Stone of Destiny‍‍‌ had belonged to‍ them before being​‌​ lost.

It‌​ didn’t take long‌ for Estelle to⁠‌ admit that those‍ divine artifacts must‌​ have belonged to‌‍⁠ these people first.​

“She’s⁠ a descendant of⁠‌⁠ mine with my​‍ blood flowing in‍‍​ her veins. If⁠‌ lucky, perhaps it⁠​ might acknowledge her​​ as its owner.”‌‍​

Saying‌ that Dagda took‌ out a club​ – a gigantic​‌‍ one that suited⁠​ his enormous figure.​‍ However, the club⁠‌⁠ decreased in size‍⁠​ to suit her‌‍ body size the‍ moment she received​ it with her‍​ hands.

“That’s‍​⁠ my magical club.‍ Think of it‍‌ as a souvenir‌​​ for dropping by‍​‍ this place.”

“It’s‌⁠ not fair that​⁠ you’re not even⁠ giving her a trial, Father.”

“There’s⁠ no need to.​‍ She even has​ the power of⁠‍ Balor inside her.‍‌⁠ We don’t need‍⁠ to go through‍ no test.”

With‍⁠‌ that, Dagda placed​⁠‍ his hand on‍​​ Estelle’s head and‍​ gave her his​‍⁠ final mission.

“Go,​‌‍ and take my⁠​ cauldron. After that,⁠​ whatever you decide​ to do is‍​⁠ up to you.”‌‍⁠

***​‍

Erin‌​ returned with Estelle,​‍​ who appeared exhausted​‍‌ and soulless after​ witnessing the shocking‌​​ truth.

“Uhuk…!”‍

On‍‌ the bed, Estelle‌ wrapped her arms‍​ around her knees​ and sobbed. That​ proved just how‍‍​ shocking the truth‍​ must have been‍​ for her.

“Dongsaeng.‌​​ Korin-dongsaeng…”

“Was⁠‌ it that big‍‍‌ of a shock?‍‌​ I thought you‌ had a rough‍‌⁠ gist already.”

“I’ve‍ been… believing it⁠‌‍ forever though. And,‍⁠ and everything is​ wrong.”

“Well,⁠‍ what can we‌‌ do? Gods are​‌ whimsical and so‍ must be faith.”​‌⁠

I have never believed​ in gods before​ so I could⁠‍ not understand nor⁠ comprehend Estelle’s emotions.‌ I just knew⁠⁠⁠ based on my‌‍ knowledge that gods‍ existed in this⁠​‍ world, and that⁠⁠ the teachings of‍⁠⁠ the Order were‌​‍ false.

But,​‌ what I did‍ know was…

“Is⁠ it that important‌​ though at the​‌ end of the‍⁠ day?”

“What?”​

“Think‍⁠ about what the​ ‘gods’ say in‍ every book and⁠ scripture. Whether it​​‍ be the Lord⁠‌ or the gods‍‍ of other cultures,‌‌‌ putting aside the​ thing about paradise‌ and hell, they⁠‍‍ all speak of‍‍‍ the same thing.”⁠⁠

Love‍ one another, be‍‍ kind, and do‌ not hurt others.‍⁠

Maintain‍ the conscience of​ your heart.

Cultivate​ yourself and walk‍ the righteous path.‍‍‍

“They​⁠‍ all practically say⁠‌‌ the same thing.⁠‍⁠ I think those‌⁠​ teachings are what​​​ you should focus⁠‌ on, regardless of⁠⁠ whether they have‌​ been from real​‌⁠ or fake gods.”‌​‌

The​⁠‍ gods of this‌⁠ world also had⁠​ two faces. Some‌ wanted the destruction‍​ and downfall of​ Goidels who betrayed​‌​ their goodwill, while‍‍⁠ some wanted to​⁠‌ protect them simply‍ because it was‍⁠‍ unjust.

“Gods‍⁠⁠ don’t matter as‍⁠​ much. What’s always‌ important is ‘yourself’.”​‌

“…”‌⁠

“It’s‌‌ your, my, and​​ our actions that⁠ are important. Being⁠ sincere, loving our‍‌ neighbors, and being⁠ a human regardless‍‌‌ of what happens.⁠​‌ Those are the‍​⁠ things that define‌‍​ us.”

Apparently,​‍ religion is a method to stabilize⁠‌‍ human society and​‌ cultivate one’s humanity.⁠‌⁠ Both mythologies and⁠ religions were made​​‍ for that purpose,⁠ at least according‍​‌ to some sociologist‌‌ on the TV⁠⁠ that I heard‍ from.

“The‍​​ god doesn’t exist?⁠ You were serving⁠‌ the wrong god?​ Is that important⁠​‍ though? Do the‌ love and goodwill​⁠ of the believers‍‌⁠ disappear? Do they​‍ mean nothing if‍ the god isn’t‍⁠‌ there?”

No.​ Absolutely not.

“The⁠ amount of time⁠ that the person‍⁠ called Estelle has​‌ spent by serving​⁠ others as the‌‌‌ Saintess, and its​ significance, cannot be​​ changed at all.”​‍​

Gods‌‍​ were not always‌ good. The value​​ of the world​ could not be​ determined solely by‍ one god. Tates‍‍‍ Valtazar, who wanted⁠ to destroy the​​‌ world, was one⁠ such example.

“There⁠‌ is someone as‍‌ powerful as a god, and he’s​‍ trying to destroy‍⁠ the world because‍⁠ it’s not to‍ his liking. I won’t accept someone‍ like that as⁠⁠ a god.

“We​‌‍ need to be​⁠‌ righteous; provide love⁠​ and not hatred;​‍ justice and not⁠​ evil; and hope⁠ for the good⁠‌‌ and not the⁠‍ bad.”

After​ all, that was‍ what humanity was⁠ all about. That⁠ was the main​⁠ lesson to be‍‍⁠ learned through religions,⁠⁠ education, and philosophy‍ to be a human, instead of​ just being born​ a human.

My‍‌ opinion was that​‍‌ religion was just​‍‍ one of such‍​ methods.

“But‍​ if there is⁠ no god… then‍ what do we​⁠‌ need to believe​‌ in? If the‍ real god tries‌ to judge us,‌‍‌ how would we‍⁠⁠ resist?”

“Together.”‌‌‌

“Huhp…?”‌⁠‌

“We​ can do it⁠‍‌ together. Whether it⁠​‍ be hardships or‌‍ trials, we will‌ overcome them one‍​ way or another‌‌​ if we’re together.”‌⁠

That​ was how the⁠‌​ player was able‍​ to defeat Valtazar⁠⁠ in Heroic Legends‍‍ of Arhan after​​ all. All the‍ good deeds and‍‍ actions that the‍​⁠ player had built‌​ up would reveal​ their brilliance later‍⁠⁠ during the final⁠ battle.

Together‌‌ we become stronger‌‍ and can overcome⁠‍‌ any trial.

“Saintess​ Estelle. I know‍‌⁠ it might be‌​ difficult, but I would still like‌​⁠ to shamelessly request‌ this of you.”⁠​‌

I took out the⁠⁠⁠ cauldron, thinking that​ there must be⁠ a reason why‍⁠‌ Dagda wanted me​⁠ to give this⁠ to her.

“Please‌‌ stand with me.”​⁠‍

Estelle​​‍ blankly reached out‌​⁠ toward the cauldron​ and laid her​‌​ hand on the⁠ treasure.

It​ was then.

『The⁠ Magic Cauldron of‍ Undry acknowledges Estelle‍ Hadassa El Rath​ as its Champion.』‌‍

Undry‍‍ acknowledged her.

She‌​ inherited the Divinity‌ of the Earth.​​

***⁠

Her‌‍‍ lifelong faith had‌‌​ crumbled to nothing.‍⁠‌

Estelle‌​‍ had no choice​ but to acknowledge​ it.

Her​⁠ faith, the verses‌⁠ of the scripture,⁠‍​ and the heavenly‍‌‍ being that she⁠ had been praising⁠‍ were all false.‌

“Haha…”‍‌‌

Irreligiously​​⁠ enough, she instead​ became an existence​ closer to gods.⁠ Now, she knew⁠‍ what the origin​‍⁠ of sacred energy⁠‍‌ was, and met⁠ the primal beings.⁠‍

Justice,‍‌⁠ Sun, and another⁠ god trying to​‌​ destroy them; Light.‌

With‌‌ so many gods,⁠⁠ it wasn’t strange‍‌⁠ that believers would​​‍ divide into groups.‍‌‍ It also wasn’t⁠ strange for believers‌‌​ to betray their‍​ faith after meeting​⁠ an actual god.‍‌

The‍‍ traitors of the​ Order – the‌‍ ones that had‍‌‍ betrayed the Saintess‍‍ – had in‌⁠⁠ fact found their⁠⁠ real god before​‍ she did.

“Hahaha…”​​

Now,⁠ that god was​‍ trying to destroy‌‍​ humankind; the filthy‌‍‌ traitors, and those⁠⁠‌ who believed in​‍​ a fabricated god.‍‌ What rights did​​ humankind have to⁠ dare go against​ a heavenly punishment?​ After finding out‍⁠ the truth, Estelle⁠‌ was so frightened‍ and fearful that⁠ she couldn’t even‍‍ imagine resisting punishment.‌‌

『There⁠‌⁠ is someone as⁠‍‍ powerful as a god, and he’s‌‌‌ trying to destroy‍​‍ the world because​​ it’s not to‍​ his liking. I won’t accept someone‍​⁠ like that as‌‍ a god.』

But‌​ the Sun spoke,‍​ saying that he⁠ would not accept​​‍ such a future.‌ He said that​‌ one must choose‍‌ the right path​‍​ without going against‍ one’s sense of‌‍​ justice, or the‌‌ morality and philosophy‌‍‍ of a human.‍ If so…

‘I‌⁠​ have to choose.‌‍ Between the two‍​ opposing gods.’

Was​‍‌ she supposed to‌‍‍ stand on the‌ side of the‌⁠​ god who was‍​ born a god?‍ Or one who‍​ inherited the divinity⁠‌​ despite being born‌ a human?

Neither‍​‌ of them were‌​ a complete and​‌​ perfect fit to⁠⁠⁠ the human standards⁠⁠ of a god​ who loved them.‍​

“I…‌ have a duty.⁠‌⁠ I have the‍ duty of leading‍​ people and saving‍‌​ them…”

Before⁠‌ long, she decided‍ to side with‌⁠‍ him. She did‍ not refuse his​ offer.

The⁠‍​ moment she made‌‌ the decision, her⁠‌‍ mind returned from​​​ depression to rationality.‌‍‌ She calculated what⁠‌⁠ was right, tested⁠ the scale of​‌⁠ justice, and formed⁠⁠⁠ a plan for⁠⁠​ the upcoming future.⁠

The⁠ final conclusion she‌ came to, was‌​ that she had​​ to rule out‌​ from the Order‍‌ encroached by the​‍ true believers, the​‍ traitors of humanity‌⁠‍ who wanted to⁠‍ be the few⁠‍ chosen beings of⁠‍ the new world.‌

“My‍​ dear brothers and‍​ sisters.”

At⁠​ the headquarters of⁠‍⁠ the New Faith,‌ the Saintess stood⁠​⁠ before the pitiful‌ humans who still​‍ believed in the​⁠ fake god.

“Look‌ at this. I have been chosen⁠⁠‍ by the god.”‍⁠‌

In‍ her hands… was‍ the cauldron camouflaged‌ to be the⁠‌​ Holy Grail.

-Is​ that the Holy‌‍ Grail?

-Ohh,⁠⁠ it really is‍​ the Holy Grail!‍⁠

-As​‍ expected of the‌​‍ Saintess! She was‍‍ chosen by the‍ divine artifact!

Everyone,‍‍ both priests and⁠‍ believers alike, rustled⁠ in commotion. A few of the⁠‍ people in the‍⁠⁠ crowd had been‌‍ intentionally dispatched by‌‍‍ her to flare​‌ up the fuss.‌

“He​‌‌ has warned me‍⁠‌ directly, that countless​‍‍ seeds of evil⁠‌‌ have been sowed​⁠‌ into the human‍ world.”

The‌ Saintess that used​⁠ to believe in​ the Lord was⁠‌ no more. All‌ there was, was⁠⁠ a sly and‍ clever princess, trying‌‍ to modify the‍​‌ public’s view of‌ the ‘Lord’ upon⁠ realizing how everything​ had been fake.‍‌

“As⁠ the Saintess chosen​ by the god,‌⁠‌ I will uproot⁠‌ all evil and​‍ serve only the‌ true faith!”

Blowing‍‌‍ in the Chapel⁠‍⁠ of Zeon was​ a cold breeze​⁠ of religious revolution.‌ It created a gale that neither‌ Korin Lork nor​‌ Erin Danua had‌‌ ever suspected.

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