"Is this the oracle of the Divine Son?"
"It's also my resolve."
She paused for a moment, gazing sincerely at Gunter and speaking in a serious tone.
"Please lend me your sword, for the suffering people of this land."
There was no need to hesitate—
He came here precisely for this!
Perhaps today's encounter was also guided by fate...
Faced with this ordinary yet noble soul, Gunter silently knelt on one knee and solemnly made his fourth vow.
"I am willing to use my sword to cut through all thorns for you!"
Exactly the same...
Carian, who had heard this phrase in the oracle before, showed a serene and contented smile.
Her "Lord God" might truly be a god...
...
In the distant Great Graveyard.
A sapphire butterfly silently passed through the thick rock wall, landing in the empty Royal Court.
It seemed to have flown for a long time to get here, and its wings thin as cicada wings attracted no attention from the demons.
