Horace ignored them.
He continued, his voice calm and clear:
"From now on, the Outer Gods must not interfere directly with reality."
His gaze swept over every chair.
"You may only influence the Lands Between indirectly, through agents and followers."
"That is the rule."
Silence fell over the gathering again.
But this time, the silence was rather different.
Most of the Outer Gods barely reacted.
The rule made little difference.
Scarlet Rot was a natural phenomenon to begin with; generally speaking, there was no need for them to interfere directly with reality.
Besides, they already had an agent. Although Malenia was deeply resistant to them... in any case, this imposed little restriction on them.
The same went for the Fell God of Fire. Their power required sacrifices and the calls of those fanatical followers.
Descend in person? They were still sealed inside the great cauldron in the Mountaintops of the Giants. Besides, they had an agent too.
Death was even more so. Destined Death had been sealed, and the Deathbirds were merely messengers, not the actual being.
Direct interference? They did not seem to have done that so far.
Only two beings wore different expressions.
One was Yera.
Stars and Moon shared a single avatar.
The Moon half remained silent. What does this have to do with me? I have an agent, even if she is a little young. But being young makes her easy to fool-no, easy to guide!
The Stars half muttered inwardly, Direct interference... do meteorites count? They... probably don't, right?
Stars reached a conclusion: I can't control those meteorites falling anyway. Let them think whatever they like. None of my business.
The other was Lilith.
Her expression was quite a sight. "What is that supposed to mean?"
She stood up and glared at Horace. "You're targeting