Alfred spread his hand, and a thick, weighty book appeared in his palm. Though its cover was new, it naturally possessed a solemn, dignified air.
Dikno glanced at it and exclaimed, "What an extravagant book."
"My teacher, Mr. Hoffen, scraped a little paint off his own cover and shared it with me."
Those were the God of Principles' notes, unquestionably the most precious book in the world.
Dikno smiled. "How generous."
A faint, eerie light flowed across the cover, revealing its title-New Light of Order.
Dikno said, "I take back what I said. You should paint over the God of Principles' notes and use them to record the Light of Order instead."
"If my teacher heard that, he would probably jump up in agitation again and shout, 'Look, look! This is the tyranny and barbarism of Order Followers!'"
"Heh."
After the joking, Alfred took out a pen and began writing in the manuscript:
"The Storm God Church, the Black Rock God Church, and the Crystal God Church bravely stood at the forefront of the fight against the gods, firing humanity's first shot against the return of the gods."
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
As if on cue, the Magic Crystal Cannons ahead began firing in volleys, blasting countless holes through the descending black curtain.
Dikno asked, "Why record it that way? I don't think they deserve it."
"Historical records should focus on what actually happened. As for the underlying reasons, discovering and understanding those is part of the pleasure for future readers as they sip their tea."
Dikno nodded and extended both hands. Centered on him, a series of illusory images appeared around them, constantly intersecting.
Alfred asked, "Are you recording a battle report?"
"Yes. War between gods is different from war between humans and gods. The returning gods' weakness is plain