Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint

The Holy Maiden of Heaven, the core of Seonghwangcheong, is busy with construction and every moment is precious. Her time to see the future is not the same as that of an ordinary human. Not in expression, but in truth.

There are also safety issues. There are countless people in the world who are thirsty for prophecies, and the prophecies given by the heavenly saints to them are so precious that they want to monopolize them.

How much more is he the head of the rebels who killed the king? It should be considered fortunate that the Holy Sword Corps, the direct military unit, did not attack.

However, the heavenly saintess decided to reveal herself to the world. The moment she made the decision, no one in the Seonghwangcheong raised objections to that fact. I just made a seat without saying anything.

When the interview permission was granted, Gunung was very happy. As soon as the word of permission for the interview came out, he clenched his fists and smiled broadly.

And Yuel saw it clearly with his clairvoyance.

Seeing Gunung’s reaction, Yuel felt proud of himself, saying that waking up the saintess in the sky was worthwhile.

one. The response of the heavenly saintess who took the difficult step was lukewarm.

“I’m not allowed.”

The letters written on the epitaph are neither cold nor moderate. Only the unchanging facts are listed calmly.

That was what the heavenly saint had said. He hadn’t even opened his eyes since waking up and still spoke in a languid tone.

“We have not been involved in worldly politics and we will not be. God’s will is not in the world, but in the sky. If that’s the case, how much more would you like to borrow the majesty of a god? We’re not in business, but you see us as a hukou.”

“My dear. Not at all!”

“It’s from our point of view, so just listen. And now, as you wish, I will tell you your position. The country you created was destroyed not long after.”

It is a prophecy. Sensing this, Gunung kept his mouth shut. My body staggered slightly at the word of destruction, but I managed to gather my heart and listen.

The saintess of the sky spoke against the background of the silence he had created.

“The royal family of Grandiomor had power. The power to guarantee safety even in front of the strongest assassin. In other words, the power to be king.”

The power that the five monarchs gained by driving out the human king… Yuel repeated to himself what he had learned after being chosen as a saint.

“So Grandiomor became the king. Everyone acknowledged and served him. It’s not anymore.”

Heavenly Saint Mayel sighed and waved her hand.

“Wow. You did really well. You killed the unkillable king. Then now. What do you have other than that you killed the king? Can you decisively execute a subordinate who broke the law? Can you overcome the attack of the vengeful remnants? Or can we create an amazing system?”

I didn’t even wait for an answer. Mayel spoke indifferently, as if she had come after seeing the answer.

“There was none. No matter how well you try, you will die in a chaos and the country will go bankrupt.”

“In what way….”

“The way the country is ruined? There are so many that I don’t know the details.”

Mayel cut off Gunung’s words.

“Imagine that you built a castle on a sandy beach where waves hit. No matter how hard you try, the sand castle will collapse, right? But how it collapses will depend on how you act. If I saw the outer wall collapsing in the sea breeze and pointed that out, you would reinforce the outer wall? Stack it thicker or make a prop. By building a wall at an angle.”

“…I will definitely do that.”

“Sure, the tide will come in a few hours and turn everything back into a handful of sand. It’s a fact that everyone knows, but if only I told you that, you might move the entire sandcastle. Or you could try to build a huge embankment to stop the tide. Either that or it doesn’t.”

In the end, the country created by Gunung will perish. The heavenly saint lightly prophesied the rise and fall of a nation.

“Even if you say it’s a prophecy, it’s about that much in the end. Even if you came to ask me for help in the first place, there was no way for me to help you. Because you died and the country perished.”

Be assertive. Death and destruction flow from the lips of the Prophet. An ordinary person would have despaired here and left helplessly.

But Gunung didn’t.

His ability is neither brute force nor power. Gunung raised his head with firm determination.

“I want to build the most beautiful sand castle.”

It was his personality that put Gunung up to that position. And it’s a good appearance and excellent speech that will show your personality better. Thanks to this, he was chosen by the king and single-handedly bridged the once great gap between the kingdom and the people.

His talent was demonstrated even in front of the saintess.

“It’s the eleven red flowers. Flowers will one day die. Humans will die one day. The country will one day decline. In the process, it will become ugly, ugly, and miserable. It is the providence of nature that no one wants but has no choice but to accept. but.”

At that time, Yuel and Gunung’s eyes met. As if showing off, Gunung smiled flawlessly and full of hope.

“But the people stood up. A country newly created by the will of the people will be young and vibrant. Even if it declines someday, this country will definitely boast of its brilliant youth to the world. You can create a future that no one has ever seen! Because it is a country that was created by the power of all people, not by one king!”

If you look back now that UL has come, it won’t be a coincidence. Because Gunung was throwing a smile at everyone from the beginning.

The only thing that got caught was Yuel.

“Because that doesn’t work. You, the destroyer, did not have the ability to do that.”

“I am feeling it. but! That’s why I came here! To borrow that ability!”

“Even if there is someone with that ability, why would they join in building a castle out of sand because they lack something…”

Mayel, who was speaking, turned her head away with a shocked look on her face. The saintess of the sky must have read the future.

Because Yuel, moved by the story of the sand castle, decided to help Gunung.

“My God, Yuel!”

“Gun-woong Valiorant! I am Yuel. You’re a saint! The saintess does not belong to the prophecy. I can give you a future no one has ever seen!”

Yuel watched the kingdom’s destruction with clairvoyance. There, I watched all the people’s roar, the duel of the century fought against the country, the struggle of the people who couldn’t stand it.

The saintess of the sky must have been difficult to know. The emotions that the people drew out to bring down the reigning king, even the fierce battles and dreams they brought to incite their neighbors.

“Uel! Alas, I am still young! You’re too young…!”

Watching from afar wasn’t safe. It may have been that he was even more influenced by the fact that he accepted all scenes without filtering.

“Heavenly Lady. Please allow me. He killed the unkillable king. It may even create a country that cannot be created.”

“That’s not his strength! Yuel must have seen how that death was possible!”

The heavenly saint told Yuel to watch how King Grandiomor dies. Yuel fully guessed the reason. It must be because King Grandiomor does not exist in Mayel’s future, but we do not know how he died. Therefore, he asked Yuel, who could see the scene in person.

“yes. I saw. King Grandiomor was crushed to death by the crowd. Coincidence and accident, coincidence and accident, the king died. Because of that, the plan to obtain the king and make him a puppet failed.”

“Uh, how could you know that…”

As top-secret information flowed from Yuel’s mouth, Gunung was shocked. However, he coped with the way he was accustomed to besides being embarrassed.

“As expected, beings living under the sky cannot avoid the saintess’s stern eyes. Until now, it was only faith, but now I know it to the bone. How powerful and how powerful the saintess is.”

Yuel smiled slightly.

Gunung may not know Yuel, but Yuel knows Gunung. Because I watched his revolutionary process from beginning to end. Because I saw how turbulent the drama was.

Being supported by such a warlord made me feel like my heart was floating, as if I had been chosen by a celebrity.

In reality, compared to the leader of the rebels, the saintess would have been much better, but at that time, Yuel was too deep.

“But, Lady of Heaven. Gunung was the one who gathered that many people and led them to the capital. It was his ability to convince tens of thousands of angry people and risk their lives to himself. I believe I can.”

“I don’t know what to do.”

Gunung, who had an ally, thought it was time for this, so he chimed in appropriately.

Just as the atmosphere was about to warm up for a moment, Mayel exclaimed fiercely.

“Uel! You can’t help him. He only has a shiny surface, but he has no power to lead the country!”

Gunwoong lowered his head tremblingly. Surprised, Yuel protested loudly.

“That’s why I can lead everyone! Kings with great power are common. But he will be an even more special king because he is incompetent!”

“I don’t see that future!”

Mayel appealed to Yuel.

“No matter how much Yuel helps him, in the end Yuel will remain alone and become the king of that new country in place of King Grandiomor!”

“Heavenly Lady. Didn’t you say that the same saint will not be reflected in the future of Wisdom?”

“yes! So, the saintess must stay by my side! The future of prophecy protects you only when you reach me, the Adjuster. If you are far from me, I cannot promise you a future!”

The only way to overcome heavenly spirit is heavenly spirit. Therefore, the saintess is free from prophecy. say otherwise

“That means that if I’m by his side, he can escape the foreknowledge of Heaven?”

At that time, Yuel was full of strange confidence. Or maybe I was too excited. may be young Anyway, at that time, UL was very stubborn.

Mayel closed her mouth and clasped her hands together.

“You are the first saint who blessed me. Also, you are the first saint who blessed Yuel. Is this also your arrangement…”

While praying like that, Mayel sighed deeply and muttered.

“It’s a ripple. Yuel, you are no longer a saint of the Holy Office.”

Yuel was also a believer, so I couldn’t help but feel my heart sink at the word excommunication. However, I soon realized something from Mayel’s words.

Not being a saint of the ‘Seonghwangcheongui’ means that she is still a saint. Being a saint is the way Heaven has ordained, so it doesn’t matter how you act. Seonghwangcheong does not interfere.

“…so do whatever you want. No matter how you use that power, the Seonghwangcheong didn’t get involved at all. Let’s make it happen only with the power of UL. A future I haven’t seen.”

It was a little bit, but Yuel was sorry. It would be a lie if I said I didn’t expect help from Seonghwangcheong. Yuel has great power, but it’s nothing compared to Seonghwangcheong, and what supports the Seonghwangcheong’s strength and faith is the future monopolized by the saintess.

However, Yuel is a saint who sees a future that has yet to be reached, and is free from predestined destiny. Yuel had confidence.

With his clairvoyant eye, he learned all the secrets and knowledge of the world. You can see everything you want to see. You can find enemies and lead allies to the right place.

I also saw a few people who might be helpful. They were the guru of Jimo Shinkyo, who had different opinions from Seonghwangcheong, but what could they not use if they were helpful?

Even while watching the rebellion in the kingdom, if it were me, I would have ordered differently there, and it would have been better then. I used to roll around on the bed and let my imagination run wild.

With her power, she can step into the midst of the creaking and make everything for the best.

At that time, Yuel sincerely believed that.

***

As I opened the door and entered, an unpleasantly refreshing smell passed my nose.

A stone room dimly lit by a magic lamp. Several ossuaries are scattered here and there. On the solemn walls hangs a sign with a small portrait, and a crucifix stands tall and looks down on them.

Something about this composition looks familiar. Searching for memories, I soon realized the source of the deja vu.

Isn’t it similar to the composition of the room when we met Tyr in Tantalus?

Captain Abbey looked around and said

“… report. It is a temple. Its shape and composition are judged to be similar to the ossuary located in the basement of the temple.”

“I see.”

“After the Hana Tax Judgment, all but the temples operated by the private sector must have withdrawn. I doubt the intentions of the person who created this place.”

“I guess so. A temple that announces God’s will has to pay taxes to the country. The Seonghwangcheong will never accept it.”

“Positive. So something goes wrong. All the communication soldiers who made the decision at the time must have known that fact and enforced it, but why…”

Captain Abbey said that and looked in the direction the yukata was pointing.

In the middle of the room there was a man kneeling in prayer. She was a thin, emaciated woman. As if in penitence, she put her hands together and held something dear.

Like a devout believer who fully embraced the faith.

Morning glory resonates. Numerous flower buds opened all at once towards her. Vines grow stronger.

Had it not been for the sunflowers looking at me, Captain Abbey might have aligned with her.

“You. Please hold my hand for a moment.”

I held out my hand without saying a word. Capt. Abbey, holding my hand and holding onto himself at the same time, moved towards her.

“Correspondent Yuel. The main building is Captain Abbey, a military communications officer. As a communications officer who controls and reports information, I ask for your cooperation.”

The only one alive here. Of course, she is Captain Yuel, the communications officer.

She is also Yuel, a saint of far-sightedness who followed Gunung in Seonghwangcheong.

“I have a few questions, but first.”

Captain Abbey looked down at Yuelle and pointed to what was in her arms.

“What is the unidentified male body in your possession?”