Countless flashing instants gathered into brilliant fireflies.
With Rose and Ash's four hands holding it in place, a new Holy Grail condensed in their grasp. It was not as profound and mysterious as the Supreme Holy Grail; instead, it shone as brilliantly as a firework, like a Platinum Trophy commemorating the achievements they had once obtained.
The Starry Sky on the Mountain Top of Ruby Mountain remained expressionless, only the starlight in her eyes burned ever more fiercely. Ash could tell that the Starry Sky had not anticipated Rose's birth. No Divine Lord could possibly have predicted it—before the first Divine Lord was born, the standoff between the Four Pillar Gods and the Source Angel had already settled into stability.
In the past, Spellcasters might only have been able to reach Two-Winged at most. Only as the Four Pillar Gods were born one after another did Distant Void Domain, Ruby Mountain, Hell, and Heaven come into being, and only then could the first Divine Lord possibly appear. The history of the Four Pillar Gods might be even older than the existing races. Aside from Tactiles like them, who could obtain firsthand information, even Divine Lords could only speculate about the subtle relationship between the Four Pillar Gods and the Source Angel.
In a sense, the Starry Sky was actually right. If she could make Ash give up the Supreme Holy Grail, everything would proceed smoothly without the slightest hitch. Fate was not on Ash's side, but on the side of the Four Pillar Gods, on Rose's side. Ash was merely a Tactile who happened to be there at the right time. But of all things, he was Rose's Tactile, and of all things, he was the sweetheart of the only two Divine Spirits in reality.
The Starry Sky had sent