Under the somewhat strange gazes of the others, Emlyn accepted the fact that he had never changed his faith without the slightest psychological burden, even feeling a little proud. He even began imagining himself baptizing, one by one, those of his kin who had mocked him for converting to the Mother Goddess of the Earth.
Seeing that the matter of the First Epoch war had concluded, Klein immediately had the puppet Mr. World look at Sno and ask somewhat cautiously:
"Mr. Devil, may I ask about the ritual you conducted in the Forsaken Land of the Gods?"
The moment Mr. World spoke, everyone's attention shifted over. Even Emlyn, who had still been indulging in fantasies, could not help but focus.
After all, that grand spectacle staged against the sky had been far too eye-catching. Whether it was the resurrection ritual or the resurrected Creator of Silver City, both deserved attention.
At this moment, Derrick was actually the most embarrassed. The facts had proven that Elder Lovia had not betrayed the City of Silver. Like him, she had merely wanted to use the power of a great existence to save the City of Silver. The difference was that she had chosen the True Creator, while he had chosen Mr. Fool.
That alone would have been one thing, but the problem was that the City of Silver had ultimately chosen Mr. Fool, while the True Creator had returned to being the Lord worshiped by the City of Silver.
Of course, Derrick did not regret his choice. Without Mr. Fool, the City of Silver's power might not have been enough to open the gates of the Giant King's Court. Without releasing that Dark Angel Evil Spirit, the Lord would not have revived.
Those were the words the Chief had used to comfort him