After an unknown amount of time, the voices within the Goddess of Order gradually calmed down. The Goddess of Order smiled at Fang Zheng like a professional receptionist.
"All right, let's talk business..."
Fang Zheng forced himself to ignore the occasional moans and began speaking with the Goddess of Order before him.
"Actually, there are a lot of things I want to understand."
"I understand."
This Goddess of Order appeared quite rational. She nodded gently.
"Then where would you like to begin? With our existence? Or the origin of this world? Or perhaps the cause and effect behind all of this?"
"Uh... let's start with introductions."
After hesitating for a moment, Fang Zheng chose the beginning.
"My name is Fang Zheng. At present, I suppose I'm also a Paladin of the Holy Temple..."
"And a god."
The Goddess of Order calmly picked up where Fang Zheng had left off.
"I can sense divine power within you. Though it is very weak, it is indeed orthodox power of order... Hmm, let me see. This is... the God of Magical Girls? What is that?"
"It's nothing important."
Fang Zheng decisively cut her off.
"Let's get back to the point. You are...?"
"As I said before, we are a collective of the Goddess of Order's wills. From a certain perspective, you may also consider us representatives of the Goddess of Order."
"Then... what about the original Goddess of Order?"
"..."
Faced with Fang Zheng's question, the Goddess of Order fell silent for a moment before giving her answer.
"If you mean the Goddess of Order described in the Holy Temple's scriptures—the one who came to this world, established order, and created heaven and earth—then she is already dead."
Just like that, the Goddess of Order before him casually dropped news that would be