O Trinity God, Manifest Your Righteousness!

The bond that united the northern rebels was 'faith,' a fact that Rovi and Nero already knew before they set off.

The era in which Rome existed was at the beginning of the Post-Imperial Calendar calendar. Rovi clearly remembers that during this time, within Rome, there emerged beliefs that were quite different from those of the Roman gods.

The Son, Yahweh, Christ... without a doubt, this is a being with a great connection to Rovi, who has been given the name ' Yahweh ' by the Spirit of the Void.

That's why he accepted Nero's 'commission' so easily.

That's why he arrived, and upon seeing the 'spark' that was related to him, he immediately ordered everyone to retreat.

The Roman Legion retreated.

Meanwhile, Rome's chief deacon, the emperor's deputy, was slowly walking forward.

A fierce wind howled, billowing the clothes.

"Saint Martha, the dragon tamer, I have long heard of your name." Facing the dignified and holy Saint Maiden opposite him, Rovi also smiled at the right time, "I am Rovi, the first deputy of the Roman Emperor, and an assistant to the Roman Emperor."

Martha shook her head and said, "But I have never heard of Your Excellency—let alone that Rome has such a young First Advisor."

"It wasn't there before, but it is now." Rovi's smile remained unchanged, "I can see that you are not people who want to rebel against Rome on purpose. I can see that you must have been forced to come here."

"I am the assistant to Rome, and I am here to listen to your demands."

"If possible."

"I will try my best to meet your needs."

Rovi swept his gaze over the group of emaciated poor people, over their burning, gleaming eyes.

Their eyes held faith, and a longing and yearning for the Lord born of the ' Martha ' before them, but the burning of that flame was primarily for survival.

Survival is the instinct of life and the foundation of living.

Without life, all things are empty.

Faith is merely what gives courage, and the source of faith is still survival.

Rovi did this... to extinguish faith!

He didn't want anything like Yahweh.

Rovi wanted to become stronger and also longed to die, but he didn't need to strengthen himself through the faith of others. For him, only his own faith was the most suitable.

The name Yahweh came about by chance.

He wanted to give it all up.

It is now even more impossible for this religion to take shape.

Rovi will never forget that in later generations, countless people have impersonated 'the Lord' to do evil and tarnish Christ's reputation.

He's too lazy to take the blame.

Martha was visibly taken aback by the young aide's words. "A request...?"

"Our demands are actually very simple." Clearly, Martha had not expected the Roman Empire to send people to intervene so easily.

After all, Rome, as a vast nation spanning the continent, had an extremely tough approach both domestically and internationally. When Martha crossed the ocean and arrived on the mainland from Britannia, Martha was already prepared for a long battle.

She hadn't expected it to be so easy, but she wouldn't let this opportunity slip by. "I have only one demand."

"Relieve Rome from its excessively heavy taxes on Britannia, and grant us the same treatment as the citizens of Rome!"

We don't ask for preferential treatment, we only ask to live on an equal footing.

That's enough.

"As long as these conditions are met and fulfilled, I can leave immediately—"

Martha gripped the cross-shaped spear tightly in her hand, her face serious and stern, with a hint of tension.

Her request wasn't excessive; it's just that Rome would never have accepted it in the past.

So, will the aide in front of him agree? And does he have that much power?

"I can agree to these conditions." Rovi nodded. "You don't need to worry about whether my power is sufficient—our Emperor is watching from above right now!"

"Hmm?" Nero, atop the hill, saw Rovi looking over. The Maiden Emperor, dressed in a fiery red, rose-like, voluminous dress, stood with her hands on her hips, exuding nobility and arrogance.

"The Roman Emperor?" Martha paused, then nodded. She took a deep breath. "In that case, as long as you can keep your promise, I can guarantee that the common people of Britannia will not rebel again!"

Rovi simply looked at her and asked, "And what about you?"

"Me?" Martha was a little taken aback.

Rovi nodded again, his voice carrying through the surrounding mountains. "You're a 'missionary,' right?"

"You are spreading your faith."

"Are we just going to give up like this?"

Martha finally understood what Rovi wanted to ask, after all, it was an undeniable fact that she had come to gather and inspire these oppressed Britannia in the name of proclaiming the 'Lord'.

For Rovi, Martha in front of him was actually the real 'threat'.

I don't want to be Yahweh.

I don't want to be the scapegoat...

" In the Moon World, one cauldron of this world is enough!"

Therefore, he had to confirm Martha's beliefs.

"Give up?" Martha took a deep breath, a smile spreading across her young and beautiful face. "I won't give up."

"To proclaim the glory of the Lord and to welcome the coming of the Son is the only duty I have ever devoted my life to."

A commitment that remains steadfast will never be easily changed.

"But..."

"That's just my job, not theirs."

Martha stared intently at Rovi before her. "The 'Lord' I believe in is the Lord who saves all things, and the Holy Son I believe in is the Savior who came to deliver all people."

"I spread the faith to save people, not to make them believe."

"They are human beings."

"I will never use them as tools to spread my faith!"

"Because that kind of faith is evil, that kind of belief is blaspheming the glory of the Lord!"

"But if I see it, I will destroy it completely."

"This is the righteousness I have upheld!"

Rovi saw the pure and shining radiance of the girl before him; her will, her beliefs, her reason and self were completely flawless and unshakable.

While agreeing, he just sighed... what a troublesome guy.

"Then, if so, is the Lord you worship also evil?"

"Then He must be a false one, a demon disguised as the Lord, testing my heart." Martha blinked. "I will not believe in Him."

It is logically sound and will never fall into verbal traps.

Ultimately, Martha believed only in the morality of her own heart, the morality represented by 'the Lord'.

"Alright, I understand." The young-looking Roman Empire aide waved his hand, Rovi said, "I will keep my promise, and I will personally send the man from Britannia back."

"No need to worry, Rome never goes back on its word."

"I am not worried." Martha nodded, her pretty face showing utmost seriousness. "I can see that you are a person who keeps his promises, and His Majesty the Emperor will not go back on his word."

"After all..."

"Rebellion is not a one-time event."

"I don't want to see this kind of situation, where people can't live, happen again."

"Of course." Rovi shrugged.

He was pondering how to resolve the issue of Martha's faith... Since she revered the doctrines represented by 'the Lord,' perhaps he should guide her to believe in other deities?

There are also gods representing morality among the main gods of Rome, and more than one.

However, this change of faith cannot be rushed; it must be done gradually. Rovi also did not want Martha's pure will to be distorted in any way.

Such a dignified sense of self and perseverance is extremely rare among human beings.

It is a gem of ' Human Order '.

Before that...

"Distribute the food to these refugees and make sure they have enough to eat first."

Rovi turned to the commander behind him who was directly in charge of the legion. "Send troops to the nearest port and dispatch ships over."

"We'll send them back—"

"We don't need the boat." Martha interrupted Rovi's command. She slightly raised the spear in her hand, a faint light shimmering on the tip. The Saint Maiden's clear voice rang out. "I have the protection of 'I', and I can walk directly on the sea without being contaminated or polluted."

This is a collective blessing that crosses the sea; under this radiant light, everyone will be able to walk on the sea as if on flat ground.

This is the evolution of the Covenant of the Sea God by Poseidon, the King of Gods.

This... is clearly the power of Rovi.

"I..."

Rovi stared wide-eyed.

When did he give it to me? I've never seen it myself... Wait, could it be a leak of the 'Chaos Core'?

The Chaos Core is indescribable; it is a manifestation of Rovi, but when he withdraws its presence within him and ceases to control it, it also utters indescribable murmurs.

Martha may have overheard these ramblings without her knowledge.

Without Rovi's control and its use as an aggressive 'bell,' everyone would hear different babbling.

Martha's power... comes from this.

Her enlightenment began from this point.

Because the power flowing out was too insignificant compared to Rovi's overall strength, like a piece of skin that was accidentally brushed off, Rovi felt nothing. Only when he tried to feel it at this moment did he realize it.

And so at that moment,

Rovi became even more vigilant.

She couldn't let her find out that she was the '' she kept calling her.

Given the nature of my past romantic relationships, things would definitely get much worse...

"Then we'll forgo the ships!" Rovi's mind raced as he considered many things, but his expression remained impassive. "Distribute food, muster the troops, and set off!"

"Yes!"

The commander of the Roman Legion would not disobey.

"Great! There's food!"

"I've been starving for days, thank you, sir."

"Give it to the young people first, give it to the young people first, and then give this old man some of the leftovers..."

A cacophony of sounds echoed.

Ordinary people were moved to tears, and all the previous hardships seemed to vanish in that moment.

"Humans, complex yet pure..." Martha gazed at the scene before her and uttered a strange sigh, "My enlightenment was indeed correct."

"What did your '' inspire you?" Luo Wei squinted his eyes, somewhat curious about what Martha had understood from the ravings of his chaotic core.

Martha smiled, "What I see is the radiant light of the hearts of all people!"

The spark of Atlantis.

The light of the human spirit that ignited in Northern Europe.

This is what Martha saw.

This is her realization.

"Very good." Luo Wei nodded and said, "But you don't necessarily need ''... You can practice it yourself, right?"

"The hearts of all people need 'he'." Martha remained steadfast.

Rovi waved his hand, saying no more and showing no hurry. He saw Nero, who had been waiting on the hill for a long time and was gradually losing patience, beckoning to him. He bid farewell to Martha and strode up the hill.

"Rovi ... Come to think of it, that name sounds somewhat familiar." Martha pondered, watching Rovi's departing figure.

It does sound familiar.

It's as if I've heard of it before, or browsed through it countless times in books.

The name is...

A sudden, furious roar came from the direction of the sea, bringing with it a violent gale that swept in the ocean's moisture, creating an extremely humid atmosphere in the air of the continent.

"Oh no!"

Mar's expression suddenly changed. "They actually chased us here? That evil dragon—"

Evil dragon.

A dragon, dwelling on the mysterious island of Britannia, where the remnants of its past are unusually abundant compared to the Roman lands, breaks through the sea.

Thunder rumbled and echoed across the gloomy sky, and flashes of lightning seemed to tear the world apart in an instant.

The immense pressure made everyone tremble with fear.

The Roman Legion, wielding spears and javelins, instantly formed a protective circle.

The group of people from Britannia looked desperate.

They knew that a dragon had come.

They also learned more about the terror of the evil dragon.

I thought I had found hope, but instead, I fell back into the abyss of despair.

"I'm so scared..."

Martha lowered her eyes, raised the spear in her hand, and a dazzling light shone forth.

Accumulate magic power.

Gather the power of 'revelation'.

But there was no time to spare. Dark clouds swirled together in the sky, and within them, a huge shadow slowly descended.

That was a dragon's claw.

Pale and deep, pressing down like a mountain, it tore through the atmosphere and shattered the clouds that blocked its path.

Such as natural disasters.

In other words, it is a natural disaster.

The dragon is a manifestation of the island of Britannia, a embodiment of the harsh environment of that island.

It was a natural disaster.

Its very existence as an island reveals its scale, enough to influence the continent!

Rovi, who was halfway up the mountain, instinctively retaliated.

Unlike ordinary people, or even ordinary Divine Being level, the killing intent that exists on a continental scale is not without threat to him. It's like being stung by a mosquito and instinctively wanting to swat it to death... This is a human reaction, and Rovi, who has always acted as a 'human,' has never suppressed this impulse.

Go with the flow and act accordingly.

etc.

That would expose his true identity!

Rovi reacted instantly and immediately withdrew his force.

But it was too late.

A booming sound.

The chaotic murmurs echoed between heaven and earth, like ripples spreading from the primordial chaos that created the world.

It shattered heaven and earth, and tore apart all things.

The dragon let out a wail and roared as it retracted its claws, but only halfway through before the claws shattered into dust.

The group looked at each other in bewilderment.

Martha, sensing something, suddenly looked at Rovi halfway up the mountain, her eyes shining like stars.

She heard... the sound of ''.

appears in .

On this day...

"Show your righteousness!"