Misinterpreting the Divine Will

The ' Land Forsaken by God ' region of Monsa City.

Old Neil was almost fifty years old, which was definitely considered exceptionally long-lived in Monsa City with poor sanitation.

He had never drunk the Divine Water, yet he lived longer than many Divine Water who had, which offended a passing priest.

The priest believed that his own father had died of a serious illness at the age of 45, and how could someone who had never even drunk the Divine Water live longer than a priest who was favored by the gods?

So the priest, acting on behalf of the god, punished him by sending him to this area and warning him never to return.

After arriving here, his story was heard by some kind-hearted people, who then recruited him into an organization that specifically sheltered those who had been driven here by the priests for ridiculous reasons.

As a ' Land Forsaken by God,' those who come here are either wronged or genuinely guilty and punished. The two groups are like oil and water, and conflicts frequently occur.

The reason Una was sent here was too horrifying, and the High Priest was furious. In the eyes of these people, the High Priest was still a good person; it was just that the other priests were bad.

Despite opposition from half the people, Una did not join them. Similarly, those who had actually committed the crimes did not accept her, because she was just a little girl and might not survive the next day if she went in.

On this day, as Old Neil finished his work and was about to go back to his house to rest, one of his few friends there stopped him.

"Old Neil, don't go back yet. The administrators want us to gather in an open area. They say there's something important to announce," Lyle shouted to him.

Old Neil found it strange that there was anything important in this place that the criminals wouldn't attack them en masse, because it wasn't worth it.

"What happened?"

"I don't know. I only saw Una with the manager, you know? I think the manager is..."

Old Neil understood: were the administrators planning to forcefully accept poor Una despite everyone else's objections?

"That little girl is quite pitiful. If the manager really intends to do this, I will support him."

Lyle added that he simply couldn't understand why anyone else would oppose accepting Una, all because of that damned High Priest?

Old Neil remained silent, walking quietly behind Lyle without uttering a sound.

Although he felt sorry for Una and believed the little girl deserved to be accepted,...

However, the opposition from many within the organization restrained him. He was almost fifty years old and wanted to live longer. He didn't want to see the organization split, so he remained silent that day.

When the two arrived there, the situation was beyond their expectations.

There was a makeshift platform on site, and a woman in a yellow robe stood in the middle of the platform. In front of her was a large pot, and in her hand she held a tattered book.

The scene itself was unremarkable; the two of them would at most glance at it a couple more times. However, after the man in the yellow robe, there were two other people whose appearances made it impossible for them to look away.

They had some characteristics of Magic Creature, their bodies were covered in scales, and one of them had long claws on her hands. What shocked them even more was that the administrator was right next to them, talking to them very easily.

"Una!" Lyle recognized one of them and exclaimed in surprise. Una turned around, said a few words, and then jogged over.

"Lyle, you've come at the right time, come on up."

As she spoke, Una tried her best not to hurt him with her claws, and pulled him up with her palms. Lyle was no match for Una's strength.

"Una, why have you become like this? You were wearing a robe this morning, were you like this this morning?"

Watching the two walk onto the stage, Old Neil did not rush after them. Seeing the scene before him, he knew all too well that something big was about to happen, so he chose to wait and see.

After a while, he noticed that many people from the organization had arrived, but what puzzled him was that they were all people who had expressed their agreement when discussing whether to accept Una.

These sights frightened Old Neil. He was afraid that the next moment the management would announce the organization's split, and his peaceful days might be coming to an end, but he was powerless to stop it.

"Welcome, everyone."

Fran clapped her hands, drawing everyone's attention, and then she said:

"First of all, I want to congratulate you on the end of your sentence in this ' Land Forsaken by God '."

The crowd immediately erupted in discussion. Although those present weren't exactly loyal, they knew they had been punished by the priests. What was the point of your announcement if you weren't wearing priestly robes?

"Furthermore, I have something to announce," Fran paused, then continued, "The god worshipped in the center of Monsa City is a false god, and the priests worshipping those false gods are naturally also false gods."

"And I will bring you the revelation of the true God."

The audience fell silent immediately, not daring to say a word.

In Monsa, faith in the Deity was considered paramount, and even if those present disagreed with the priests, they rarely denied the Deity.

Although the man in front of them said they were happy that their sentences were over, they didn't even dare to think about anything related to Deity.

Fran glanced around and saw that everyone below had lowered their heads, some even covering their ears and eyes. She chuckled softly:

"Now you can see what the true God has given you." With that, she waved her right hand, signaling the people behind her to come forward.

Lyle and the manager stepped forward, each holding an empty bowl. The manager appeared calm and collected, while Lyle seemed flustered, unsure of what was happening.

Two streams of water emerged from the cracks in the boiler and flew into the bowls of the two men, without spilling a single drop.

The two men, following instructions, showed the viewers the bowls they held and the orange liquid inside.

"That's... Divine Water!" Old Neil exclaimed, feeling as if his brain had been struck by lightning, blurting it out without thinking.

Old Neil's longevity was largely due to his wealthy family background, which allowed him to witness others drinking the Divine Water up close from a young age.

He was quite certain that, although the color was different, it was the Divine Water.

His hands trembled uncontrollably; he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

At the same time, the two drank the liquid in their hands together.

With a soft "thump," the wooden bowl fell to the ground, and the crowd gasped in surprise at the change in the people on the field.

Lyle's transformation was the most dramatic; his clothes were stretched open, revealing a pair of dragon wings that were reflected in everyone's pupils.

"That false god stole my god's power. The true Divine Water should be like this, and every one of you here can obtain such Divine Water."

The crowd erupted in cheers, their eyes fixed intently on the wooden bowl lying on the table.

Lyle slightly retracted his dragon wings, looked down at the audience, and roared:

"Down with the false gods! Kill the heretics!"

"Down with the false god! Kill the heretic!" Lyle's words were repeated vehemently from the audience.

Just then, the tattered book in Fran's hand began to slowly repair itself, and its cover emitted a faint golden light.