Chapter 636 (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Looking at the smiling Wall, Owen Hart fell into a daze.

He looked around him, feeling at a loss. He saw his father’s bitter, yet somewhat relaxed expression, he saw his grandfather seated dejectedly in another corner of the room, silently stroking that Holy Scripture that he always carried with him wherever he went, and he also saw the elders and loved ones from the Hart family. Then last but not least, there were the higher-ups from the Church of the God of Scholars.

“What’s going on?” he could not help asking.

“If I were to go into the details, it would be too complicated. Simply put, I have inherited the priesthood of the former God of Scholars,” this God of Knowledge and Culture, an elderly man who donned a long robe and called himself Wall, said with a smile. “I have no intention of taking advantage of another’s perilous situation, it’s just that the priesthood of ‘Scholars’ cannot be left vacant for so long. And it’s a fact that I have been working hard in this direction all this while, which is why I’m taking over this priesthood—of course, now, I’m not the God of Scholars yet, or rather, I’m not just the God of Scholars.”

Owen Hart fell silent for a moment, then asked, “Then what about Our Majesty?”

Wall shook his head and said, “For a long, long time to come, there is no way you all can see him again. Perhaps in future, when I have become a great Divine Power, I might be able to resurrect him in my capacity as a god… but that is destined to be an awfully distant matter. Probably a few hundred years, to even a few thousand years, or maybe, even a Legendary Master may not live long enough to witness such a scene.”

Now, Owen understood why his elders had such expressions. He thought for a moment, then asked, “So, you want us to believe in and serve you, just like how we believed in and served His Majesty before you?”

“I’m not demanding for anything,” Wall said while shaking his head. “All of you are his devout followers, and I have no intentions of insulting your sense of loyalty. But as you can see, I have already inherited his priesthood, so until I am strong enough to segregate a part of this priesthood out to reconstruct a god follower based on this priesthood, there is no way he can be possibly resurrected.”

Owen hung his head low and said, “To show us, the losers who now have no true home to return to, just how majestic you are?

He spoke lightly, but there was a hint of resentment in his intonation that was hard to miss.

Wall did not get angry. Kindly, he said, “Show off or just to show? Neither. I won’t be so senseless to that extent. I just thought it’s necessary to tell you about it. After all, the future is still very far away. You all should always think more about the future.”

Owen understood what this god meant. He was already 15 years of age, no longer a child. He had long been involved in politics, where he also had a specific area of study.

The God of Knowledge and Culture had specially come to pay a visit and had demonstrated his Divine Power. All of these things were in fact, just to tell the Hart Family and the followers of the God of Scholars that the god they believed in was never going to come back again and that now, other than changing over to believe in him, they really had no other way out.

This was not considered as some kind of ferocity or some kind of bullying. A god as great and mighty as the God of Knowledge and Culture took a gentler approach, which could even be said to be quite a tolerant approach.

But Owen still could not help feeling disappointed. He even had complaints.

He was not a devout follower, but he had long been accustomed to believing in the God of Scholars. He held on to this belief that had long become a part of his life, just like how he must eat, sleep, and drink every day. Now, the God of Knowledge and Culture wanted him to change this habit, so he found it really difficult to accept.

Of course, the thoughts that went through his mind could not escape Wall’s eyes. Looking at the intriguing character of this Holy Son, Wall simply could not help smiling again.

It was truly intriguing. He had never seen or even imagined that in this world, there could actually be a Holy Son who was not a devout follower.

This teenager, by the name of Owen Hart, had not devoted himself wholeheartedly to the God of Scholars. Regardless of how well he understood the teachings of the God of Scholars, or that he had adhered to these teachings well in his daily life routines, deep within Owen’s heart, he did not quite agree with this set of teachings.

To him, these teachings, this life, and this belief were merely just habits.

Yes, they were just habits.

They were intriguing, but also very reasonable things. It was just that, they were matters that people took to heart.