Looking at Uthgar, who still looked somewhat unconvinced, Tempus said coldly, "Do you think I would turn against Shar for your sake? Or against that Lord of Aglaia who even drove Talos away?
Right now, in this Path of Fate, I can't even foresee where the future is heading... I don't even know how much longer it will last!
This avatar is the only power I can mobilize in Toril!
I would rather help you rebuild your faith in the future than sacrifice this avatar!
You need to understand one thing, Uthgar!
Although our war god lineage is unrelated to a lot of messy business, we don't have any allies either!
We can only rely on ourselves to slowly figure out the path we should take, and one careless move leads to... utter destruction.
You... wouldn't want to go and be neighbors with Rose one day, would you?"
The barbarian ancestor god held his axe and froze for a moment, then suddenly shivered, but still stubbornly said, "B-but, Father God, what if the Undead do something to harm our barbarians? I... definitely won't be able to bear it!
Guarding the barbarians is my duty!"
"You, remembering your duty is fine... but have you never observed your neighbors?
Haven't they been active in the white dragon territory of the Spine of the World these past few years?
Even on mountains where the strong are naturally respected and the winner is king, they are so well-behaved, staying only in the territory of the White Dragon Queen and her subordinates, completely without infringing on the territory of other races. Their moral baseline is much higher than your barbarians!"
He glanced at Uthgar, whose brain still hadn't turned the corner and wore a stubborn look, forcefully turned his head forward, and said with an