Let's start over, Your Majesty.

Chapter 268 The Aldaria Grand Assembly, Greta's Survival
"Welcome, Your Majesty Rean Tempest."

The woman in front of him calmly uttered these words.

Caesar's face showed little expression; he looked at Matilda and nodded calmly in return.

“I thought the Hellanells family had long since fallen into decline,” he said casually.

“That’s how it should have been. After the fall of the empire, our family was in dire straits. Because of the secrets we knew, we were hunted down by various forces and had to move to an isolated island in hiding. However, three hundred years ago, my great-grandfather received a divine message from the God. He was given knowledge and power by the God to rebuild our family and was given a sacred mission,” Matilda explained calmly.

Caesar paused for a moment, then spoke:

"Gresa?"

“Yes, that’s what He was called when He was a human being, but now we mostly refer to Him as God,” Matilda said.

Caesar took a deep breath. Having confirmed his suspicions, a thousand questions flooded his mind, a torrent of emotions surging within him. But in the end, he simply asked calmly:
"How is she now?"

“We have lost contact with God for more than ten years, but from what we know before that, I can tell you that He is doing well. He has transcended reality and reached a realm that no one has ever set foot in, a state that we cannot even imagine,” Matilda said.

"And we are her agents on earth, obeying her commands and fulfilling the mission she has given us,"

Caesar could never have imagined that the once frail and pitiful girl would, centuries later, hear such a description of herself from others.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the doubts surging in his heart, clearing his thoughts, and then spoke:

"Speak now. What do you need to tell me? About Grace, about your Hellanels family, and about the Aldaria Alliance. I need to know everything you know."

Matilda nodded slightly and said to him, “Please come with me.”

She walked toward the stairwell, with Caesar following behind.

As Matilda walked up the winding staircase, she said:

"Actually, we shouldn't be meeting at this time. According to God's instructions, the time to tell you the whole truth is when you come of age again."

“But your meeting with Wendy was beyond our plans. We didn’t expect you to find her so quickly. Our plans were disrupted, so we had to go to her house as soon as possible to erase any trace of us,” Matilda said.

She turned slightly and glanced at Caesar.

"It seems you have received some instructions that are beyond our expectations, otherwise, according to the Hellanells family's grand model divination, every step of the plan should be flawless."

"An unexpected instruction?"

Caesar found the statement strange. He didn't know what instructions he could get. The only key to finding Wendy was the Fantasy Customization. This contaminant had told him about the whereabouts of the map of the royal palace ruins, which was why he had the idea of ​​finding Wendy.

What is it about contaminants like those in fantasy customization that can evade the existence beyond the specifications predicted by divination?
"Why did you say that you would only tell me the truth after I came of age?" Caesar asked.

“Because you may still have the aura of the Uncrowned Heart remaining on you, it won’t be completely eliminated until you reach adulthood. Before that, if you contact us, you may expose our presence to the sky,” Matilda said.

The Uncrowned Heart. Caesar suddenly remembered that night eleven years ago, the dream he had when the Imperial Seal awoke.

Beneath the boundless plains, a giant, his chest pierced by a spear, lay sprawled between heaven and earth.
Back then, he suspected that the curse within him hadn't been completely eradicated, yet he hadn't been affected by it for so many years. He could only plan to deal with it when he reached a higher level of strength, and regularly checked his physical condition every month to prevent any unforeseen circumstances. So, the corruption of the Uncrowned Heart still exists, but will it be cleared after he comes of age?
"What does it mean to expose our presence to the sky?" he asked again.

“The gaze of a higher dimension is easy to understand. After all, we are now the agents of God, the humans closest to the gods. If we were to be tainted by something unclean, they could find our existence through the slightest clues. Being noticed by them is not a very optimistic thing,” Matilda said.

"Then why did you suddenly agree now? You were still cleaning up information about Wendy's house, and you even used a fifth-order spell scroll to escape our pursuit. You risked your lives, and you weren't completely exposed, but you just suddenly figured it out and decided to tell me everything?" Caesar said.

“There’s not much reason, it’s simply because you’ve stepped onto the edge of the truth, which has gone beyond the dictates of our human-planned destiny. In that case, we must continue to move forward according to the steps you’ve taken,” Matilda said.

"The Lord has conveyed a divine message to us, instructing us to fulfill the highest mission entrusted to us. Above all, we are here to assist you in fulfilling this mission. Therefore, we will not disobey any decision you have made, whether intentionally or unintentionally."

As if sensing Caesar's gaze from behind, she added, "This wasn't all for nothing, because it wasn't until you met Wendy that the gears of fate derailed; before that, everything was proceeding according to plan."

She paused for a moment, then continued, "But if we're talking about what we've lost, it's probably that all the plans we've made over this long period have now become completely meaningless. Because of the disruption in one part, the divination for the future will also be invalidated, and the road ahead will be utterly unknown."

“But fortunately, we have you, Your Majesty Rean. I believe you will help us through this dark night,” Matilda said softly.

Caesar paused for a few seconds: "I can't guarantee you anything right now."

"No, Your Majesty Rean, you have no other choice now."

Matilda stepped onto the last step and stood still, only then did Caesar realize that they had unknowingly reached the top of the tower.

This is a semi-open space, with half of the overhead area being a hollowed-out dome that lets in sunlight and sea breeze.

And hanging from the dome is a thing that looks like a bell rope, like the spring of something.

Seeing the sunlight streaming in, Caesar suddenly realized that he hadn't left a message for Yumilia yet. It was probably almost noon by the time he got to Fane's place. Although he had asked Delina to stay in the capital and explain the situation to the school and ask for leave if they couldn't return on time, Yumilia was probably very worried since they hadn't heard from home since leaving.

He shook his head, putting those thoughts aside for the moment, and looked at Matilda ahead.

What do you want me to see?

“The only connection to this world left behind by the Lord God,” Matilda said.

She raised her hand and pulled the rope hanging in the center.

In an instant, I felt a vibration under my feet, and the vibration came from all directions, as if the entire tower was moving.

His feeling was correct, but it was the top of the tower that was rotating, and there seemed to be countless parts and mechanical structures operating around it. Caesar discovered that the openwork dome was transforming into different shapes, allowing the sunlight shining through it to leave different shapes on the floor, and these shapes seemed to form some kind of formation.

Rumble.
With a mechanical click of gears meshing, some mechanism was activated. Before Caesar could even comprehend what was happening, the light spots shining through the openwork patterns on the ground suddenly shone brightly, bursting forth with dazzling light that blinded him.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself once again in the same sea of ​​flowers.

But this time, Greta was not there; standing beside him was Matilda, the head of the Hellanells family.
“This is His divine kingdom,” Matilda said softly.

(End of this chapter)