The humans of Norris Continent worshipped only one great existence. The Lord of Dawn had harvested this world's faith countless years ago.
Believing in Dawn was practically the political and religious correctness of this world's human civilization.
No one could become a heretic. After The Church destroyed heretical sects time and again, no faith in Otherworldly Gods remained.
The power emanating from Grand Duke Oren silenced everyone.
"What are you doing?"
"Are you unwilling to let me survive by borrowing the power of a great existence?"
Grand Duke Oren's gaze turned dangerous as he scrutinized everyone present.
"Father, for thousands of years, everyone who believed in Otherworldly Gods has come to a bad end. Even Mages who learned spatial magic could not escape the Church of Dawn's pursuit. You..."
His eighty-year-old eldest son gritted his teeth and said:
"Besides, our Oren Family was one of the original thirteen knightly families. We are Dawn's most loyal supporters and its most devout believers."
His tone was filled with despair. Everyone knew that once someone became the believer of a great existence, there was no possibility of ever leaving.
Grand Duke Oren's choice had dragged the entire Oren Family into an inescapable abyss. Once the Church of Dawn discovered them, those terrifying missionaries and Inquisition knights would swarm in until not even a trace of the Oren Family bloodline remained.
This was—blasphemy.
Blasphemy against the faith of Norris Continent: the Lord of Dawn.
"I know that the Oren Family's glory came from the first Pope."
"But the Pope of today is no longer the Pope of the past. The Church of Dawn is no longer what it once was either. The Pope has fallen so far that he even has an illegitimate child, and The Church cannot even judge the Florian Empire, that