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    Chapter 129

    "Me?" The Emperor repeated with amusement, "Why do I have this?"

    Lucia looked at the emperor and waited for his answer. She was so confused now that she was really in no mood to read the content behind her.

    It's probably not a pleasant thing anyway.

    "Even gods can't control anything in this world." The emperor explained, "So, they need an agent who can control the situation in the world."

    "I am both the Pope of the Glory Lord and the ruler of this country. I have excellent ability and strong strength," the emperor seemed to be boasting, but his expression was so natural that it made people think that what he said was the truth , "You said, is such an existence the most suitable person to be the one who schedules everything?"

    "You are the controller?" Lucia was shocked, "Why did you destroy the evil god when I reported it back then?"

    "Because the emperor is also my identity, as an emperor, of course, I have to protect my country." The emperor wearing a patrol uniform said calmly, "In short, I found some helpers to play this ecstatic drama."

    To stage the drama of God, to make one's own country a stage for God, to create disputes in the country... Is it really okay?

    Lucia looked at the emperor and found that his expression was still indifferent, and couldn't help asking his biggest doubt: "Why do you do such a thing?"

    "Why?" The emperor casually threw the book in his hand, "This has to be talked about a long time ago, but now we don't have time to talk about it... Ah, do you know what the first day and the second day in it mean? "

    "...I guess it's the Seven Pillars of God."

    "Indeed." The emperor replied lightly, "On the first day, Tanuman, the lord of light; on the second day, Naoti, the patron saint of the moon and knowledge; Day, the city of winter and the dead; the fifth day, Noyce, the god of spring and life; the sixth day, Melis, the god of time and space and change; and the seventh day, Yemendro, the autumn day and harvest."

    The emperor counted the seven gods, and Lucia matched the stories with them one by one.

    [On the first day, Tanuman, Lord of Glory, wrote a stage play dedicated to the gods. 】

    [On the second day, Noti, the god of knowledge, gave Athos eyes that measure all things. 】

    [On the third day, Anas, the god of calamities, brought down a natural disaster that would destroy the world. 】

    [On the fourth day, the town of God of Death predicted the end of the story. 】

    [On the fifth day, Noyce, the god of life, gave him a body to resist damage. 】

    [On the sixth day, Melis, the god of time and space, fabricated the variables in the story. 】

    "Look, the most powerful Lord of the Seven Pillars of God." The emperor sighed softly, stood up, and bent down to look at Lucia, "You said, what is that, Lucia?"

    Lucia didn't answer, she pursed her mouth and stared straight at the emperor.

    The emperor didn't need to get Lucia's answer, he stood up straight again: "Lucia, do you believe in God?"

    When her name came out of the emperor's mouth, Lucia felt a little strange, which also made her feel the seriousness of the emperor's words: "I don't like it, I don't believe in God, I think it can really change the fate of mankind. Yes, and only humans themselves."

    "I think so too." The emperor said, putting his hand on his chest. "My faith in the Lord of Radiance is extremely firm, but I also believe that only human beings can decide their own destiny."

    "Even if it is war, disease, destruction, or doomsday, it should be up to human beings to make their own choices."

    Lucia didn't answer, but she agreed with what the emperor said from the bottom of her heart.

    "At the beginning of the story, God predicted the end of destruction." The emperor's expression was flat, his voice was like the narration in an opera, "After defeating the last enemy, after the evil god descended into the body, Athos discovered the truth of everything and learned about himself. The joys and sorrows of a lifetime are just a show."

    "He began to hate this world that believed in God, turned into a monster that destroyed the world, and fought with humans..."

    "No." Lucia interrupted the emperor, "No."

    "Um?"

    "I understand my brother, he wouldn't do it anyway, he's not the kind of person who transfers his grief to other people." Lucia took a deep breath and calmed her heart, "He is A person with persistence, bottom line, and kindness."

    The emperor lightly stroked the book in his hand and smiled: "This may be because of you, I have always let Rajel pay attention to your family, when I found out that you were not taken away as planned, I knew , you are the variable in this story."

    "So, I came to Lloyd early because of you...?" Lucia suddenly realized, "That's why you checked our pass and...?"

    "Of course, although I am an unprofessional emperor, do you think there would be such a coincidence?" The emperor laughed, with a childish smugness on his face, "How is it, are you surprised?"

    "Then why didn't you tell me before?" Lucia couldn't help but ask, "But only now?"

    "Why?" The emperor shrugged, "Because any corner of the world is under the gaze of the gods...except your side, Lucia."

    Lucia opened her eyes.

    "Why, do you think I'm really so free, looking for you so many times?"

    "...I thought so." The mood was still very low, but Lucia still couldn't help complaining, "You really look so free."

    "Hahaha." The emperor laughed, neither admitting nor denying it, "Okay, I think your boyfriend is coming back, I'm leaving."

    Looking at the emperor's back, Lucia couldn't help but ask: "Why tell me this? Are you sure you won't be found? If you are found, will you be in danger?"

    "Why? It would be boring if you didn't say anything."

    "I'd rather lose my soul and watch a good show." The emperor didn't look back and waved at Lucia, "Goodbye, Lucia."

    The emperor is gone.

    Lucia sat by the flower bed.

    She lowered her head and looked at the square inch of land under her feet.

    Although she already had some guesses, she could never have imagined that her self-righteous crossing and self-righteousness changed the plot, which was actually a 'plot'.

    She just added a variable in this "hero and evil god battle" for fun, and her memory may have been instilled just to become a variable.

    "...No wonder."

    No wonder, although she has the memory of another world, remembers the mobile phone, remembers the train, remembers the plane, remembers the comics she has read, but she can't remember who she is.

    For a long time as a child, she was troubled by these memories, countless times she worried about her parents in another world, worried that they would be depressed by losing herself.

    Many times, she secretly cried and wet the pillow, and she still had to live with a smile the next day.

    She had a lot of words in her heart, but couldn't tell anyone...until she met Mistry.

    Mistry, he propped up the other side of his confusion and accepted the difference that had nowhere to be placed.

    He has always been so gentle, so considerate, and always tolerant of himself.

    He would teach her to read, tell her the pronunciation of every word, and tell her stories from far away every night.

    Is it all just a 'plot'?

    The water dripped down, leaving dark traces on the slate beneath his feet.

    A small ant crawled over from Lucia's feet. She squatted down, ignoring her white skirt falling on the ground, she gently picked up the small ant and placed it on her palm.

    The little ant crawled around in panic, but because it was too small, Lucia kept playing with it.

    Lucia remembered that when she was a child, she liked playing this game very much. She liked watching the little ants panic, and she liked to poke the ants' nest with a wooden stick and watch the ants panic.

    This is also a disaster for ants.

    Perhaps to the gods, their human city is just an ant nest.

    Thinking of this, the heavy feeling in Lucia's heart relaxed a little, she put the ant back on the ground, took out a candy from her pocket, and placed it in front of the ant.

    The ant, who was still in a panic just now, seemed to lose his memory in an instant, forgot his horrific experience just now, and began to circle around the candy.

    This is just a simple candy, but for this ant, it is already a huge gift.

    Lucia was attentively watching the little ant called a group of ants, and when he was trying to carry the candy, Mistry hurriedly came over.

    "You are here, Lucia." Mistry was about to approach, when Lucia pushed her hand, "What's wrong?"

    "The ants are moving things." Lucia whispered.

    "I see." Mistry looked at his feet carefully, squatted down beside Lucia, and picked a piece from the barbecue bag to feed Lucia, "Come, eat some barbecue first."

    "Ah~" Lucia opened her mouth habitually and let Mistry feed the barbecue into her mouth.

    After chewing two bites, Lucia recovered from this conditioned reflex, and she turned to look at Mistry.

    He was well-dressed, wearing a three-piece suit, and he looked like he could attend a banquet at any time, but now he was squatting beside him with barbecue and juice in his hands.

    "Want to drink juice?" Mistry misunderstood Lucia's eyes and read, "Eat another piece of meat and drink the juice, the juice is too cold."

    Why is he so gentle?

    It would be nice if she wasn't so gentle, so that she wouldn't always be tempted to act like a spoiled child and rely on her.

    "Come." Mistry took another piece of meat. "Take another piece. You said yesterday that this barbecue is delicious."

    "Yeah, it's delicious." Lucia smelt waxy.

    Watching Lucia finish eating the piece of meat, Mistry handed over the juice again: "Come on, strawberry juice."

    Lucia took a sip: "Why do you always treat me like a child, I can drink water myself."

    "Huh?" Mistry pinched Lucia's face, "Why is she so sensible all of a sudden, she didn't even want to take off her socks before."

    "I won't now." Lucia puffed up.

    Mistry smiled and kissed Lucia's forehead: "Okay, you are grown up, you are so sensible, I want to feed you, okay?"

    Lucia looked at Mistry's gentle smile in front of her eyes, and heard her own heartbeat.

    She found that even though she knew all the truth, she was still hopelessly in love with the god in front of her.

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