A new promise

After confirming that Klein's memories contained nothing inappropriate, Neph pondered briefly, then gently flicked her finger, bringing a long-unseen figure into the Pure White Space.

--High Priest of Moon City, Nim.</p>

Enveloped by a chilling, frosty aura, Nim felt his spirit being pulled by a force, dragged helplessly from his body, and falling into a Pure White snowfield.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of snow, and it was extremely cold all around. Large, fluffy snowflakes drifted down from the sky, but strangely, they neither fell nor rose; instead, they remained quietly suspended in mid-air, motionless.

A young girl stood before him, dressed in a long white robe and white boots, her head adorned with a white, pointed soft hat, the brim decorated with a blue-green feather.

But the most striking feature of the girl was her eyes; what should have been blue-green pupils, when they fell upon Nim, instantly reflected a shimmering light.

She should have blended into the silent white backdrop, but her overly lively eyes made her stand out, drawing a clear line between her and her surroundings, and inserting an incongruous and jarring feeling into the original harmony.

It was a truly strange feeling; for a moment, Nim even forgot to react. It wasn't until Neph walked forward, snowflakes falling with her steps and landing on Nim, that he finally snapped out of it, knelt on the ground, and cried out:

"My lord!"

... That's so strange.

Neph shook her head, suppressing the strange feeling in her heart, and softly hummed in agreement before asking:

"How many people did he treat in total?"

She didn't mention a name, so Nim didn't immediately realize who she was asking about. Of course, it wasn't hard to guess; Nim quickly realized she was referring to the "miracle" that had arrived and left so quickly. After a moment's calculation, she replied:

"Your Excellency Sparrow treated ten people a day, but he only stayed for a few days in total..."

Neph nodded slightly, carefully choosing her words:

"Memory is not confined to the physical form; I had momentarily overlooked that people, living in the mundane world, have a need for a certain image."

--No, she didn't actually expect that, but more importantly, she couldn't do it at the time.

Nim didn't know the real reason; in fact, it didn't matter to him at all. After all, having resolved two major survival crises, blaming the God for not healing their deformities was something no human would do. Upon hearing those words, he was even somewhat frightened, beginning to recall whether the residents of Moon City had reacted too excitedly when they were healed.

"We never had such extravagant desires," he stated. "For thousands of years, all we've thought about is that our civilization can be passed down and continued, that we can live up to the Lord's original instructions, and that we can leave that Curse land..."

He paused for a moment before carefully choosing his words:

"If I had to express any wish, I would only hope that everything could end with my generation, that God would look upon us again, know of our perseverance over the years, and lead us back to the light..."

"Yes," Neph promised with absolute certainty this time, "We're just waiting for the right time. If he hasn't made any progress by then, after Oracle, I wouldn't mind performing another miracle. Anyway, the Lord... uh, this Lord might really mind..."

In this Pure White Space where no one was watching, Neph instinctively raised her hand and placed it in front of her chest in the shape of an Inverted Cross.

Nim, head bowed, didn't notice her movement, but the confidence in her voice, emanating from within, was completely different from the forced assertiveness she had displayed before, which gave Nim a clue.

Unlike Neph's previous empty promises, this time, everything was probably prepared before the "miracle" arrived, just waiting for the right time to take them out.

Gehrman Sparrow, who appeared Moon City, was chosen for some special reason, but this specialness was probably not something he possessed; he was simply chosen from among the master and servants.

>p/<. They would feel discriminated against themselves, even if they didn't take the initiative to discriminate against others -- they would definitely run away if they were discriminated against. Although everyone is normal in appearance, they are all clear about who is better than them. He hadn't considered the problem from the perspective of appearances. Just as Fune told him, this made Anmne feel very relieved.

>p/<. It's good to arrange things in order, but this is still an event that we have been guarding for thousands of years. However, this is something that cannot be avoided.

>p/<? It's really become a mess... It seems that the situation is now... And... Ah, the true God is still the one who wears the mask, but...

>p/<: He apologized for not being able to, and called for Muni. However, he was not paying attention to Funai here, and for a moment he did not know how to react. This made Muni seem even more absurd.

>p/<... in total, that's good"

>p/<. You have restored our normal state, and the deformities in our appearance and body have been repaired. When the time comes, I pray that you may hold a ceremony for us, perhaps on the Winter Solstice. Hmm... I'll think about it."

>p/<. It's best if you, the busy helpers, go to find the path of "cultivation" rather than "busy farmers," if you really want to solve the problem, the problem will still be exposed in the future. This is just superficial repair; I want to warn you, however, that this is not the case.

>p/<. He is a very simple and honest person, and he is indeed a kind and warm-hearted person. Not only that, but he also has a "wonderful" and "extraordinary" side that makes people afraid at times. In that instant, the image of Frankenstein flashed through his mind Ild.

>p/<. The name of that person was not mentioned at the end, but the performance of the target audience for the adult Moon City was considered.

>p/<"? Is this a celebration of a certain person outside the border... is this a winter ceremony": there is still some doubt, but there is also surprise and joy in Muni, this promise is made to...

>p/<. "The day that began in winter will be the one that people will see, the one in which I was born in that era, the shortest daylight, the longest night," said Funai softly, "On my birthday."

>p/<: This made me even more confused, but I suddenly realized something.

>p/<. Understand me"

"But... as you know, in this land, we rely on lightning for timekeeping, defining periods of frequent lightning as daytime and periods of sparse lightning as nighttime. However, this method of timekeeping is actually inaccurate."

"By comparing the clock left by the ' Angel of Time ' with the lightning activity, we have confirmed that the number of days calculated in this way has a significant error compared to the actual number of days experienced."

"Because in this situation, a cycle of day and Evernight is not a standard 24 hours; it may be as short as a dozen hours, or as long as thirty hours..."

"I think we probably can't confirm the date of the Winter Offering Day using the method you suggested."

"I know," Neph nodded, "But you should be outside on the Winter Offering Day next year."

This was more effective than any promise, and after a brief moment of stunned silence, Nim was overjoyed, immediately praising it from the bottom of his heart:

"I praise you... Thank you..."

He had a whole basket of praise to offer, Neph suspected he had crammed in all the compliments she hadn't had a chance to use in thousands of years, so she quickly interrupted him:

"All of this was the Lord's will and protection, and the final success was also due to Mr. Fool's help; I couldn't have accomplished it alone."

--Just the Amon stuffed inside that clock alone would be enough to give her a run for her money!

This did not calm Nim's agitation; Nim seemed to perceive it merely as humility, his attitude growing even more fervent and devout. For a fleeting moment, a dangerous thought crossed Neph's mind—what if, at that point, she told Nim it was all Scam?

But only for a moment, Neph was startled, interrupting her thoughts. She simultaneously heightened her vigilance and hurriedly spoke:

"Speaking of which, how is my Priest?"

She remembered that after leaving Moon City, Nim had clearly added a Priest to the Moon City.

This seemed to steer the conversation towards territory familiar to Nim. He selectively recounted some of the Ritual and their outcomes, offering a brief summary. Just as he was about to look to the future, Neph finally couldn't help but interrupt him:

"I remember when I last left, she was still Sequence 5, right?"

--As her "Eternal Winter Priest," Narani is Sequence 5 "Mysticism Mentor."

Nim nodded, Neph's eyes darted around. The "Eye of God" from the "Witch of Gold" appeared in her hand. She tapped her finger, and a line of text appeared on the snow in front of Nim:

Potion Name: The Prophecy-teller.

Main materials: Heart scales of an adult Brass Dragon, brass vertical eyes of Three-Eyed Naga.

"Supporting materials: 100 ml of blood from an adult Brass Dragon, 1 tooth from Three-Eyed Naga, 10 drops of water corroded by a high-ranking being in the River of Fate or the Pathway Fate, and 1 partially confirmed Book of Prophecy."

"Ritual: To find fragments of information about one's future within the chaotic and overlapping spacetime of the Spirit World, and to bring them to life."

"This is..." Nim's expression shifted slightly, and he raised his head.

"The Potion recipe for Sequence 4 of the ' Reader ' Pathway..." Neph shook her head. In her hand, a brass-colored scale slowly precipitated from the Brass Pedestal. "I'll give you the main ingredients later. As for the auxiliary ingredients... look at this configuration. If you can't handle it, you can probably ask Lord Ouroboros —do you have His Honorific Name?"

Nim shook his head, and then a line of Honorific Name appeared on the snow. "Wandering Heroic Spirit; Favored by the True Creator; Eyes gazing upon Fate."

Nim's gaze lingered on the phrase "the servant of the True Creator," remaining silent for a long time until Neph revealed the Beyonder Characteristic of the "Prophecy-teller" to him.

Those were brass-colored scales, with a cold, open eye on them. Neph put away the "Eye of God," stroked her chin, and asked:

"Still haven't memorized it? Perhaps the ' Evernight ' Pathway has a really bad memory..."

>p/<. Come back to Mumni. Remember this.

>p/<"... and... it's too strange to listen to, what's the difference between the strange power and the memory of the black hand behind the scenes, the high intelligence", she touched her chin and said, "... I'm the older sister who asked the question, I can't say it, I just..."

>p/<... The accident has started, and I feel that it is true, if this is really the case, then my sister and I are still at the Holy Spirit Temple.

>p/<: She asked, "If I think about everything, then..." Muni stared, swallowing half a sentence before replying.

>p/<"? Can you continue to get promoted and return to me...? Let's talk about it."

>p/<. The verification was done by Munni, but it wasn't her, of course -- the verification hadn't been done yet, the adjacent paths were all included in the fourth pillar support and the whole path, this had been held by herself, she had always doubted, Funa, suddenly thought of this.

>p/<.3 The path in the sequence was left to her by the Moon City, and coincidentally, there was a path in front of her that was "dark at night," which was just right.

>p/<... It's strange that the path between us is not that of sisters, but although it makes some people worry about my safety, I still really hope that the path between us is the path between us. To be honest, is there any way to verify the path between us by divination...?

>p/<: She shook her head firmly, indicating that she could take a closer step than she could, because she hadn't thought about it for long.

>p/<. Life is a self-imposed constraint, or one that is bound by its own fate. It is best to only walk into darkness, for I do not know when I will lose control. If you cannot help me, I have already managed to advance to the fourth rank, but my body has accumulated a great deal of pollution, due to the strange corpses I have eaten.

>p/<"... I didn't even have a step forward with the grip, even though this is how it is."

>p/<. "You can go back now... um, okay," she waved her hand, but didn't really care, though she felt a little regretful. "Ah, like this..."

>p/<. A truly real, bronze-yellow eye was wide open there, a hand seemingly in a dreamlike state. He found himself back in a small tower room, a chill running through him, enveloped in a white mist.

>p/<". I saw Nilana call out": He instructed the person to go to the outer gate, stood up, and hesitated for a few seconds.

After someone responded and left, Nim returned to his room, walked to the window, looked at the crowds coming and going in the square, and murmured softly:

"The True Creator..."

During the Third Epoch, the Ancient Sun God also called himself "the Lord that Created Everything," so it was easy for Nim to guess the connection between this title and the past. Although he couldn't confirm it, he understood that this was probably the "lord" Neph had spoken of.

But this name also stirred a strange, unspoken doubt in Nim.

Why did He add the word "True" before His name? Could it be that there is a fake Creator outside?

>p/<... It is said that it is still

>p/<. Yang Tai's presence was not in his embrace, his arms were open, his head was tilted back towards the window, his eyes were closed, and he was being pressed back hard by Muni, but a thought suddenly surged into his mind.

>p/<. This method of purification has already been abandoned, but this piece of land has disappeared. It symbolizes embracing the sun. The method they used for prayer is important in this context. This is what has happened.