Chapter 142 (1/2)
Translator: Wawaa
Editor: WilsonWilson
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As soon as Lara obtained Paimon’s obedience, Vassago appeared.
Unlike Paimon, Vassago did not appear in front of her, nor could he even get out of hell yet. But despite that, he could still use his followers to exert this much influence. Honestly, Lara was amazed at the black sorcerer’s strategy in gathering the excommunicated priests to make them demon worshippers and to drive the saintess’ public image into that of a witch.
After leaving the Imperial Palace, Lara returned to the temple and went straight down to the underground maze. She walked toward the place with the two God statues.
The old and gloomy underground maze suddenly became bright and pleasant. The new lamp shone consistently and the wind blew finely. The stone walls that had collapsed in several places were cleaned up and several doors were installed in the open hallway. It was a collaboration between Konny and Valentine. The then dungeon-like maze was becoming a cozy hideout.
After passing through several hallways, Lara entered the room with the God statue. Her God was looking her way, perhaps he had expected that she would come. The gaze Lara felt was clear.
Between the two statues, Lara said to the benevolent God statue, which depicted paradise.
“Should we write a prophecy too?”
<For what?>
“It’s kind of disgusting. Let’s make something much more plausible than this and spread it around, but rather than in the human realm, let’s spread it around in hell. The era of the great demon lord who will chew and swallow you competent demons in one bite will come. So just wait and calmly rinse out your throat …”
The more Lara grumbled, the smaller the shaking occurred in Abraxas’ gaze. He seemed to be smiling.
“Why are you smiling?”
Even Lara’s voice was filled with a hint of a smile.
“Have you gained a lot of karma?”
Lara asked. She sounded like a private loan shark who came to find the money she had entrusted. God could not erase the smile from his voice again this time.
<Is there anything you want?>
Lara’s gaze, which was facing the God statue, went slightly down and stayed on the paper containing the demon’s prophecy.
‘Demon lord will ascend’
It was probably referring to Demian, a candidate for the demon lord on the ground. And the witch of greed, revolt and rebellion, who inherits the power of the demon, would have been a reference to Lara herself.
“Abraxas.”
<I’m listening.>
Lara lifted her red eyes and looked alternately at the two God statues and the murals painted behind them.
“I want the truth.”
Lara’s voice had a low echo. Perhaps because she was in an underground space, and perhaps her voice was subdued to hide the trembling.
“Am I really a saintess?”
Lara briefly swallowed her breath and closed her eyes before asking God.
“Am I really the vicegerent for your God side, and not the vicegerent for your demon side?”
<Lara.>
“Tell me.”
Abraxas was a God, but he was also a demon. Perhaps he was the God of demons. Or he could be an illusion created by humans. He defined himself as a ‘forgotten God’ and Lara did not miss it.
“God is someone who should be fair to the world. When you fell in love with the saintess so much that the balance of the world tilted, you told me that you created the demon lord to correct the tilted weight of the world.”
Lara ruminated over and over the story, and she had one question.
According to the records, the saintesses had always been hunted by demons every time. Therefore, the first saintess who Abraxas loved would have also fallen prey to the demon lord. And after the death of the saintess, it was only right for the world to regain its balance, and the second and third saintesses would not have been needed.
However, the saintesses continued to be born and were continuously hunted time and time again. What was the reason? Lara long pondered to find the answer.
“I suddenly thought of this. You…may have changed their fate to avenge the demon lord and the world who killed the saintess you loved.”
Lara’s voice had no hesitation. God was silent.
“Those who were born with their fate as saintesses were called demon lords and those born with their fate as demon lords were called saintesses. You killed them over and over again so that the tragedy that happened to the first saintess kept repeating itself with the victim and perpetrator reversed…”
Perhaps the grieving God forgot his duty and continued his selfish revenge against the will of the world.
“Isn’t it you who desperately need a vicegerent, and not the demons? Because now they could not ascend or exert influence directly as they used to.”
<Lara.>
“So, tell me. Now that you have enough karma to tell me the truth. Am I the saintess of God or the saintess of the demon? If not…”
This was the reason she cherished and cherished the karma she got from Lilith and Paimon. Lara wanted the truth. She wanted to hear the secrets of the world directly from God.
<You’re…>
A subtle light leaked from the two God statues that symbolized Abraxas. Lara heard the voice of God, feeling that the two God statues were looking at her at the same time.
<The last saintess.>
The first saintess was born with a mission to guide humans to paradise. But she monopolized God’s love for her and lost her heart to the hands of the demon lord.
The God who lost the saintess fell into immeasurable grief. He tried to fight against the will of the world to find back the saintess and he tried to abandon his position as God to get the saintess back.
God was going mad, he was drowning in sorrow. The world without the saintess meant nothing to him. As God’s heart left, the world began to die little by little. Fairies ceased to exist, magic disappeared, and the power of God that surrounded the world was taken away.
Hell was getting closer. The sneaky demons noticed that the human realm they were looking for was just around the corner. This was their opportunity. The demons, who had been trapped in hell for hundreds of years, had a desire to someday climb into God’s realm. But they first had to conquer the human realm, the bridgehead to the God’s realm.