"God is actually existing, everyone on the continent knows things, different gods have different powers, and also have corresponding management areas, such as the protector of the forest, the goddess of the forest, she manages all the trees on the continent, she can interfere with the growth of trees, and can also decide its life and death, just like a centralized emperor, every move determines the life and death of the people. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

And the goddess of light is also a god in charge of a certain realm, but the power she involves is too extensive, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the origin of all things in the world.

Because of this, no one can say whether the continent was created by the magician Ecente or the goddess of light, after all, in the distant era, we humans have not yet appeared, so the continent is mainly divided into two factions, one is not believers, and the other is the light of believers. Mr. Bragg looked at the falling miracle petals in front of him, and said in a tone that followed the words of the book, unhurriedly, and with clarity without any subjective evaluation.

Mr. Prague led the generals behind him up the tall staircase divided into three stages, each of which had a flat ground that could cushion the fatigue of climbing the stairs, and although it was a combination of five or six steps, it was still a slight rest for those who had climbed more than three hundred steps.

The three-tiered staircase leading to the main hall had a thousand steps about fifteen centimeters wide, and even if there was a cushion every three hundred steps, it would still make an ordinary person sweat and panting, and on either side of each flat ground were heavily armed Templars standing, looking down from the lowest point, like an extra-long staircase built into the sun.

"In this case, everything in front of me is also a reason for the Goddess of Light to interfere, and it is a welcome gift to Mr. Prague on behalf of the Holy Maiden?!" said the sixth prince, Harry, who was petite in height and size, and Mr. Prague were walking on the same steps, and the sixth prince Harry said in a tone of uncertainty that was not yet sure.

"Do you know the Flower of Light?" Mr. Bragg didn't reply to Harry's question, but smiled and asked another question.

"No...... I don't know. Harry of the Sixth Prince replied in a hesitant manner, because he didn't know anything, and many times when people asked him some questions, he tilted his head like a fool and couldn't do anything, it was really disappointing, what was the difference between being illiterate and illiterate, Harry thought to himself.

"The flower of light, is a unique plant in the place where the god lives, with light as the condition for survival, regardless of any harsh climate and land can survive, as long as there is light, legend has it that the flower was created by the goddess of light herself, there is no special effect, it is simply used for ornamentation, and it is recorded in the holy canon of the Holy See of Light. As if comforting a wounded little animal, Mr. Bragg lowered his voice slightly, and spoke softly in a voice that could be heard.

"How did the Flower of Light appear?" Harry was able to perceive someone's reassurance around him, and in order to live up to Mr. Comfort, Harry relaxed and mustered up courage, and then spoke out the question in his heart.

"This is the crux of the matter, why does the flower of light, which only exists in the kingdom of God, appear, this is because the saint is a human being favored by the goddess, and the goddess treats the saint as her own child, if the goddess is regarded as a lowly human mother who will work hard to make money in order to make her children wear good clothes to meet the conditions for buying clothes, this kind of love may be like now, a great mother who pampers her children. "Mr. Bragg's description is very vivid and easy to understand, and if he chooses to be a teacher who teaches his students, he will certainly be a good teacher, but what kind of meaning is contained in the language, whether it is sarcasm or simply for the sake of simple explanation, only I know.

"So...... If you say that, does it mean that this is a miracle from the goddess herself, and she is also observing us?!" Harry didn't notice anything unusual in Mr. Bragg's words, and after listening to what he said, he only felt as if someone was staring at him in the sky, and that feeling of being all the time was self-evidently very uncomfortable, as if he heard other people saying bad things about him, which was definitely not right.

"Haha, that's what you said, the goddess may be observing our words and deeds at this time, maybe she will send down heavenly punishment to punish us leisurely people later. Mr. Bragg laughed out loud and said in a childlike tone.

"Huh?!" Harry let out a creature-like creature when he heard him say it.

"You don't have to worry so much, you will not be punished by heaven as a goddess's favor, after all, you are also her child, goddess. Mr. Bragg put away his smile, not knowing if he was speaking to Harry or to the god who was watching over them.

"Thank you, Mr. Prague. Harry said thankfully, knowing that Mr. Bragg wanted to calm his nerves, and that he had used this method to help him.

“...... Your Royal Highness the Sixth Prince, you give me a different feeling from others, you have a very kind heart, and you know it through your eyes. Mr. Bragg was silent for a moment, and only then did he speak as he reached the cushioned ground of the first staircase, his eyes looking ahead.

"Am I as good as you say............ Mr. Prague is a very gentle man, he is obviously a king, but he does not have that unattainable feeling, he knows how to care about people, and he must be very happy as your people. Harry paused and said with a smile.

"yes, everyone should be happy. Mr. Bragg said lonely.

"Is there anything bothering Mr. Bragg?" asked Harry, sensing the loneliness in Mr. Bragg's tone.

"There are some problems in the country, and I think I am really a good king, and I am worthy of what you call gentleness, and perhaps I am really not fit to be a good king among the people......" said Mr. Bragg without hesitation, as if he were confiding in front of a psychiatrist, but was prevented.

"Ahem!!" came the sound of someone coughing behind him, as if warning something.

"Mr. Prague, please pay attention to the occasion. The woman's serious voice sounded, giving the impression of being reprimanded by the teacher.

"I'm sorry, that's it, I'll take care of it, Relith, don't stare at me with the harsh eyes that can whip me, okay. Mr. Bragg looked back and said with a wry smile.