The golden sun shone brilliantly, and not a cloud marred the vast sky.
On the viewing terrace.
Jiang Yang, who had been gazing out at the city, turned around and looked at the Duke of Thorns bowing before him, sensing the aura that shared his own origin and the unprecedented reverence emanating from the duke.
That reverence surpassed that of everyone else around him!
As the head of the Osman Lineage and the current Duke of Thorns, a great noble with a genuine ducal heritage stretching back centuries, he naturally understood what a god was better than the others.
He clearly knew what Gods were! Unlike Jimmy Osman and the others, who knew only of Evil Gods, unaware that there had originally been no Evil Gods in this world, only the Divine Clan.
Gods were more powerful than Evil Gods. Gods possessed reason, rather than being powerful, mindless monsters-Evil Gods.
Jiang Yang lowered his golden gaze and studied the Duke of Thorns before him.
The current Duke of Thorns, Freyr Osman, was tall, with a square face, a broad forehead, and gentle, refined features. He was one of the few truly wise members of the Osman Lineage.
The Osman Lineage had commanded the Sun Knights for generations, and scarcely any of its members lacked valor, but developing a Lineage required both wisdom and martial strength.
Freyr Osman was clearly no brute who knew only force, even though he himself possessed the strength of the emperor-rank second step.
Seeing that Jiang Yang was studying him rather than replying, Freyr Osman began to sweat at the forehead, even though he sensed no ill intent.
This exalted god's presence was too overwhelming, like a blazing, resplendent sun, pressing down so hard that he could scarcely breathe.
At last, a majestic yet gentle voice