Chapter 147

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"This land is one of the many roots of the world tree. Since the roots of the world tree are connected with the grace of the blessed ones, they always present the land of human beings. But you humans can't see them with your eyes."

Marianne quickly gave up after trying hard to figure it out.

If the person in front of her, or this person in the image of God, was really God, it would be impossible for a human like her to persuade or understand by human standards.

So, she decided to ask a slightly different question.

"Can't anyone be brought here other than me?"

"Anthea said, 'Anyone who is divine may be able to unite with grace.' There are less than one hundred human beings who have interacted with the nine gods for over a thousand years..."

"Then, how did I get here? I can't go back forever?"

When Marianne asked, Kader reached out instead of replying. Marianne hesitated for a moment and then stood up, holding her hand. The hem wet with water was heavy, but before she complained about it, Kader put her hand over her forehead.

Her eyes were now colored in white light. Right at that moment, she recalled some impressive scenes from her present life.

The cycle of unbearable memories seized her whole body. Her forgotten emotions came out like a storm. She barely stood up, but her cheeks quickly became wet with tears. If she opened her mouth, she would cry.

"Your fate was trying to wake me up hastily."

Kader replied belatedly and slowly withdrew her hands. The halo that shone like a small sun perished quickly.

"But the time has not come yet for you to wake up. The deity of Anthea has temporarily confined your soul in her blessings. Your flesh is still in the land of human beings, so it will go back there soon..."

The goddess tightened her grip on the spear. But unlike humans, there were no veins on her hands, so nothing appeared on the back of her hands that seemed to be made with something.

"How pitiful you are... As you are suffering from big trials, even your faith is wrong-headed."

Marianne didn't say anything, but Kader sympathized with her as if she knew everything. Her fingers as smooth as a stone statue carved by a skilled craftsman touched Marianne's cheeks.

As the light reflected on her fingertips gently wiped her tear marks, her mental affliction, which was mysteriously wandering through her body, gradually went away.

"You'll be alright."

Kader stroked her head, looking straight into her green eyes.

"You are the evidence of my courage. Although you are weak and foolish, I've made you a righteous and good human being."

This time, Marianne rubbed her wet eyes hard.

Kader's strong and sincere voice had the power to wipe the bruises deep in her heart.

Kader's declaration that she was alright, and that her life was rooted in justice and goodness was surprisingly comforting to Marianne.

In no time, Kader grabbed her hands and pulled them. The goddess began to walk towards the end of the vast field. Marianne followed her as if she was bewitched.

"The grace I gave you before I fell asleep is neither immortal nor regenerative."

Strangely enough, Marianne felt pressured when she looked at Kader's back.

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