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    Joey took a deep breath as he stood in front of the duke’s residence. From a very young age she was afraid of crossing this threshold.

    Contrary to the evaluation of outsiders, I knew that Duke Patran was a person with an ordinary temperament.

    On the other hand, I knew that he was not capable enough to become the head of one of the five ducal families that exist in the kingdom. Joey was reluctant to go where his father handled things.

    But that wasn’t the case today. Because this position was chosen by Joy herself.

    This is because Lucy, a person she considers her lifelong benefactor and a precious close friend, came confidently saying that she would make the move herself.

    If I can’t even do these things, how can I stand by Lucy’s side in the future?

    In order to be on an equal footing with her, I can’t just hover in the same place.

    “Father.”

    As soon as Joy knocks on the door, a voice comes from inside telling her to come in.

    Those who don’t know much about Duke Patran call it a voice that strangles a person’s heart, and it is a sharp voice that makes even those who know about him startle and shake their shoulders.

    After hearing that, Joy tried to maintain a calm expression and opened the door to the room.

    “Welcome. joy. I heard a lot from Jeff. I heard you made a lot of contributions at the Academy?”

    “What I’ve done is not much.”

    “Not much. I am a wizard too. I don’t know what it means to interpret the magic of Archmage Erginus.”

    Joey, who saw Duke Patran’s happy, seemingly uncomfortable smile, smiled at him and closed the door.

    “So what’s going on here? Judging from their expressions, it looks like they didn’t just come to say hello.”

    Duke Patran, with his elbows on the desk and his hands clasped together, looked at Joy with his fierce and indifferent eyes.

    “I have something I would like to suggest to your father.”

    Most people would break into a cold sweat out of fear, but Joey faced Duke Patran proudly without the slightest hesitation.

    “Suggestion? It’s not a favor?”

    “Yes. This is a suggestion. This is something that cannot be done with words, so it has to be a suggestion.”

    “That’s fun. What kind of proposal is this?”

    “Fairy Forest. How much do you know about that place?”

    *

    “Long time no see. Artea bag.”

    “It’s been about half a year since the last time.”

    Fabi visited the Artea family at Lucy’s request and received a warm reception from Count Artea.

    Although Count Artea originally respected Fabi, he was not as enthusiastic as other believers, but his attitude changed after the last time he dealt with the evil spirit of darkness.

    After watching the video recorded in the crystal ball, Count Artea not only fully acknowledged that Faby was worthy of being called a saint, but with the sun next to her being so bright, he became convinced that Faby was definitely a person who radiated light. It has been done.

    And at this moment. When we met again after more than half a year, Faby was emitting a light so bright that it made the Count of Artea speechless for a moment.

    This is not the light that comes from infinitely good nature as in the past, but the light that can be emitted because of the love of the Lord.

    “Clearly the Lord did not love just one person.”

    From the moment Count Artea saw the miracle called Lucy Aln, he firmly believed in the existence of the main god.

    However, apart from that, we also had to admit that the contents of the Bible did not match perfectly.

    In a world filled with dull light, only one person was shining brightly with the light of the Lord. The statement that the Lord loves everyone in the world equally was bound to be a lie.

    And this time, Fabi, who appeared in front of Count Artea, was proving that the love of the main god does not belong to just one person.

    It means that the Lord does not only love one person, but that He will give love to anyone who is qualified.

    From Count Artea’s perspective, this was hope and joy. Doesn’t this mean that if you truly cultivate your piety, you will one day embrace the same warm light as me?

    “Of course. He still loves everyone equally under the earth.”

    “Ohhh.”

    “You just don’t have the resources.”

    When Faby answered in a calm tone, Count Artea’s eyebrows slightly raised.

    “…I don’t have the energy. Is it.”

    “The Lord is certainly good, but that does not mean He is omnipotent and omnipotent.”

    “If anyone hears this, they will call it blasphemous.”

    Everyone in the Church of God believes that God is omnipotent and omnipotent. Since it is taught in the Bible, everyone takes it for granted.

    However, Fabi said that was not the case. No matter how great a god is, there are limits.

    “I think so too.”

    Fabi smiled bitterly, as if she knew full well how blasphemous this story was.

    “However, being profane does not make the truth a lie.”

    “Assuming what the saint said is true, I would like to ask you something.”

    “Please tell me.”

    “If the Lord is neither omnipotent nor omnipotent, why do you believe in Him?”

    The reason most people believe in the Lord is because they believe in his omnipotence.

    However, if the Lord is neither omniscient nor omnipotent, if it is true that something is high but there are limits, then what reason is there to believe in it with an earnest heart?

    “Because I know that the Great Lord is good.”

    “Good.”

    “The Lord is a person who strives to make this world a better place, even if it is not enough. He is also a person who does not turn a blind eye to his own mistakes and seeks the right. That’s why I believe in him.”

    The answer that came out without a moment of hesitation revealed that this was the true heart of a person named Fabi and why she lived as a saint who served the main god.

    “Would this be enough of an answer?”

    “…Yes. Also why the Lord loves you.”

    “Thank you for the compliment.”

    “And. If it’s not rude, can I hear what you said to me?”

    Apart from the fact that Count Artea was influenced by the values of a person named Faby. There was no need to talk about God.

    It was a remark that, if she made a mistake, could result in her being called a heretic and putting her position as a saint in jeopardy.

    Nevertheless, Faby gave Count Artea words that were not necessary.

    “One is because the one who receives the affection of the great god believes in Artea Baek.”

    Lucy believes that Count Artea will help her. In that case, Fabi should also trust her. Because her faith, which is more pious than anyone else in this world, cannot be wrong.

    “And the other thing is because I think I can win Artea Baek’s sincerity only if I show my sincerity.”

    “Can you explain in more detail?”

    “Artea bag. We are trying to do what heroes could not achieve in the age of myth. He is going to work a miracle because the Lord wants him.”

    Would you please join this cause and make the world a better place?

    While Fabi finished speaking and waited for the answer with a soft smile, Count Artea, whose eyes were red, got down from the chair and knelt on the floor.

    *

    Before heading to the fairy forest, there is a major premise that must be fulfilled first.

    Bringing back the evil spirit of darkness sealed in a large dungeon.

    If that person is thrown into the fairy forest, all the energy that exists there will flock to find the owner, and only then can an unexpected disaster be prevented.

    There are times when we might think of causing a landslide to eliminate falling rocks, but a landslide that we can create and encounter is better than a rock falling at an unexpected moment.

    For him, when I visited the large dungeon in the Kingdom of Soladdin, I was greeted with polite greetings from the lord and other powerful figures in the city.

    “I am so honored that distinguished guests visit this humble place!”

    I could feel the fear towards us from the sight of the lord lowering his head so deeply that it felt like he was being servile rather than polite.

    Why are you doing this? The lord of a place with a large dungeon is quite powerful.

    There’s no need to be this polite, right?

    I tilted my head to the back and checked our faces again.

    Benedick, the strongest knight on the continent. A swordsman who has reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship. Apostle of the Arts Church. The 3rd prince of Soladin. A virgin skeleton. and me.

    Mmm. Our face is in danger. If I make a mistake, I feel like my head will be physically blown off.

    ‘It’s difficult. It’s a bit too conspicuous, though.’

    When we think about the work we do, it is not good to be noticed by people.

    It would be difficult in many ways if a group of followers of the evil spirit found out what we were going to do and came to the fairy forest.

    Ugh. What do we do. Should I go back for a while and then sneak away at night?

    ‘What do you mean by that?’

    ‘uh?’

    It’s strange to hear and see. How did they know we were coming? Since he came right away as soon as I prepared, I wouldn’t have had time to react?!

    “I want to fully enjoy this joy, but unfortunately, I have to guide you and step down.”

    guide? Guide me? Who are we to?

    “The first prince of the Kingdom of Soladdin is waiting for you.”

    Why is he here!?

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