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"...It's you."

The image of the Holy Scripture in Heaven is that of a girl with long, straight black hair.

The goddess looked down at her, her gaze filled with the gentle warmth of a long-awaited reunion.

Because becoming a believer means receiving God's "protection," and it's impossible to watch over the world every moment.

Therefore, this task was undertaken by the intelligent "creatures" that I had created.

Two hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The goddess asked, her voice as gentle as moonlight, "Did you wake me up? Is there something you need?"

She knew that her "child" couldn't have woken her up for no reason.

Is it because of something internal to the church?

The Holy Scripture nodded and slowly told the goddess about the existence of Gu Yuan and what had happened to him.

Upon hearing this, the goddess's first reaction was disbelief, because there was no way an outsider could have broken into the world she had created.

But the child's words couldn't be false. She pressed her fingertips to her lips, hesitated for a moment, then looked up and asked:

"So, you're certain that the world behind him doesn't contain any magic?"

"Absolutely certain," the Holy Scripture replied without hesitation, his speech quickening slightly.

"Not only magic, but not even the slightest bit of idealistic power exists."

"The knowledge you instilled in me tells me that it should be a world dominated by materialism."

"Materialism..." The goddess murmured again, the word rolling between her lips, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Because if that were the case, it would mean it wasn't them.

There has never been a god who could exert power in the material world.

No god would intentionally create such a world to weaken itself.

Apart from gods, who are born based on the laws of physics.

"I see."

The goddess exhaled a breath as gentle as a breeze, and she gazed at the sacred text, her eyes as deep and unfathomable as the night sky.

"In that case, there's no need to worry about it too much. It's probably just a minor oversight by some god during the experiment."

"Materialism is no weaker than idealism; when science develops to a certain stage, it can also open the door to other universes..."

"Tell me about the child. He wants to learn magic, right?"

"What is his temperament like?"

It would be a lie to say I don't care, but there's nothing I can do now that things have come to this.

—If we rashly expel Gu Yuan, that god might notice.

At that time, the existence of this world will no longer be a secret.

A faint, almost imperceptible trace of worry crossed the goddess's perfect face.

Upon hearing this, the Holy Scripture still had a lot of questions, but since it was an order, after thinking for a few seconds, he nodded slightly and reluctantly agreed.

Her black hair fell in front of her eyes as she slowly and completely told the goddess the rest of the information.

The goddess listened and nodded, her expression constantly changing with the content.

When she learned that Gu Yuan had killed many demons along the way and saved several cities, a glimmer of light instantly appeared in her eyes—like a star suddenly shining in the night.

My positive feelings towards him have increased significantly.

……

Meanwhile, in the royal capital.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Are you running out of energy?"

Gu Yuan looked down at the silent holy book in his arms, muttering to himself as he frowned.

Unsure that it was communicating with the goddess, and unable to contact her for a long time, it could only sigh softly and refocus its attention on the task at hand.

Upon arriving at the church headquarters, before even stepping inside, a group of soldiers rushed towards them.

"Your Excellency Gu Yuan, His Majesty the Emperor invites you to the palace for a discussion."

Gu Yuan paused for a moment, then turned around, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes: An invitation?

The bishop also looked over, his cloudy eyes filled with displeasure. He let out a cold snort, his voice carrying undisguised mockery:

"An invitation? More like an attempt to win them over, isn't it?"

Through casual conversation, he learned about Gu Yuan's experiences. As an elder, he had already seen through the royal family's intentions.

Gu Yuan had the same thought. After all, the fact that they came to him in such a short time meant that they had been paying attention to him all along.

I was about to refuse outright and plan to go later.

Suddenly, a commotion erupted from the crowd not far away, the sound like water splashing in a hot oil pan, rapid and abrupt:

"Hey, little girl, don't rush, don't push!"

"Stop nagging! Get out of my way! Who's a little girl? I'm old enough to be your ancestor!"

A clear but somewhat domineering girl's voice suddenly rang out, followed by a muffled "bang" and a cry of pain, as if someone had been forcefully knocked away.

Gu Yuan's eyelids twitched.

"no…"

What happened?

The screams drowned out the surrounding noise.

The soldiers looked at each other in bewilderment, then suddenly realized what was happening, their faces darkened, and they charged forward with fierce shouts:

"stop!"

They gripped their rifles tightly, intending to stop the girl's violent behavior.

How arrogant! To beat a citizen without any reason in the capital!

Gu Yuan watched their retreating figures, gently shook his head, and felt that the turmoil would soon subside.

I don't know why, but as a girl, such rudeness is unacceptable.

As it turned out, he was wrong.

In less than five seconds, the soldiers were sent flying one after another like kites with broken strings.

Their spears broke in two and slammed heavily onto the ground or stalls, kicking up clouds of dust.

"..."

Gu Yuan was completely stunned.

"Hmph, mere humans... not one of them can satisfy me."

The girl's voice carried an undisguised arrogance and a hint of bored languor.

Gu Yuan finally frowned.

He turned his head to look at the bishop beside him, his eyes full of questions. What was going on? Was the capital always this chaotic?

If you didn't know better, you'd think this was Los Santos.

The bishop opened his mouth, about to explain, when the girl forcefully pushed her way out of the commotion.

She was petite, only reaching the chest of an adult, and wore a spotless white robe. She was raising her hand to pat non-existent dust off her shoulders.

Gu Yuan stared intently, first with doubt, then his pupils suddenly contracted.

This face... perfectly matched the image he knew.

"Hey kid, I'm looking for you..."

Celia raised her head, and before she could finish speaking, a playful smile appeared on her lips.

She keenly noticed the fleeting look of surprise on Gu Yuan's face.

"Oh? Interesting, you know me?"

He took two steps forward, his steps light yet carrying an invisible pressure that made the surrounding air seem thicker.

Gu Yuan took a deep breath, trying to calm his somewhat dazed mind.

He understood that lying to Celia would be useless; she likely possessed some kind of magic that could see through lies.

So he lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then said in as calm a tone as possible:

"Of course I know him. He's a legendary elven mage. What, you're looking for me?"

That's outrageous. Did I do something to get her to target me?

Although I had indeed said I wanted to see her before, I hoped to meet her in a peaceful and controlled environment.

at the moment…