Regressor Instruction Manual

Untitled Part 153

Chapter 417: A Good Place to Live (2)

"Oh, I told you not to gather those, but why are you gathering them again? Gosh."

I spoke a little bluntly, but I wasn't particularly upset.

As I sat on a chair made of the finest leather, I watched the people praying eagerly.

The endless crowd could be said to be similar to or more than that of Laios.

If only the conditions were provided, it would be more than enough to fill the entirety of Lindel.

It wasn't just Lindel in the first place.

It would be more than enough to fill a lot more than that, considering the unimaginable crowds of elves and dwarves in Castle Rock, Dawan, Celia, and Eberia. Even in the unrelated United Kingdom, a similar situation was being produced.

Even though I hadn't swayed the public opinion, it already had that much of an effect just because they had seen me suffer from a life-threatening danger like at Laios.

That meant that their impression of me was good. It certainly didn't make me uncomfortable.

'It was definitely a good one.'

The climax of the war was still being broadcast in the Goddess's Mirror.

It was a miracle that tens of thousands of undeads were put to rest simultaneously when a person embraced by the light simply swung his arm. No, he was a miracle in himself.

Since then, the image of Goddess Benignore, who had given the message to go forward as one, was said to be so divine that humans dared not judge it.

The image was enough to make me worry that even I would be blinded.

Of course, there was no need to say how the State's people, full of faith in God, would accept this certain phenomenon.

If a human who saw that labeled it as fraud, I wouldn't have anything to say to them even if they would get stoned to death in the streets.

'Absolutely.'

That became even more likely upon recalling what I had gained through that miracle.

The war had left a huge scar on the continent. Many died and suffered, and due to the Demon Summoner's evil tricks, some people were unable to close their eyes peacefully even after death.

The mental shock that the cursed undead gave to the entire continent proved to be beyond words.

There was a lot of human and material damage. Some areas were considered impossible to recover.

The power of the State and the Republic had been reduced severely. There were places where the production facilities had been totally damaged, or where the terrain itself had completely changed.

Prestigious restoration wizards and renowned experts judged that even on that magic continent, it could take several decades to return to the pre-war era. Above all else, the number of human casualties was also hard to ignore.

Of course, because of a couple of turn of events, the continent had begun to move toward one goal.

They had brought their power together, and had agreed to throw away all their history of war and conflict to prepare for the incoming threats.

issues to be discussed, the official announcement or declaration was postponed, but it seemed like it would only be a matter of time before the continent's leaders gathered in one place.

The miracle that happened in that war turned the entire continent upside down.

If I were to think about it from a certain perspective, the current Light Kiyoung was no different from being the continent's center.