Huh? Are they all real?.

“We’re not in it for the money, Mr. Conan Heather. Although we know the Heather family is wealthy!”

The man's heart sank to the bottom, but he still remained calm and said:

"In that case, you should know what risks you are taking. Although I am not an extremely important head of the family like Ms. Lily, the Heather family has a lot to say about its reputation!"

“Now you can take the paintings and leave. I won’t keep looking for you for revenge, because those paintings are no match for my life. I’ll just move to a safer place.”

But the more the men explained it that way, the louder they laughed.

Fortunately, they didn't keep us in suspense for too long.

They quickly said:

“Mr. Conan Heather, we’re not here for the money, nor to hurt you. We’re here to solve your problem. You’ve been stuck over there for almost seven years!”

These words made the man hesitate and open his eyes.

Then he saw seven or eight people sitting or standing in the living room.

"who are you?"

Upon seeing this, the three leaders glanced at each other, and then the man who had been sitting on the sofa directly opposite Conan Heather stood up.

He said with immense pride:

"We come representing the goddess and the throne!"

After a moment, the man, clearly stunned, tentatively said:

"what does that mean?"

Good heavens, are these people crazy?

The men's answer was not unexpected, because that was precisely why they had come.

The man who stood up did not answer him with words. He simply stretched out his hand, and a chair appeared out of thin air behind Conan Heather to his disbelief.

To be honest, compared to the other transmigrators, Conan Heather from the Heather family was probably the unluckiest guy.

After all, he was the only one who had been forced to doubt his entire life and still knew nothing about it.

Compared to him and the others, Ms. Lily is probably the luckiest Heather.

After all, the elf didn't torment her and even fed her.

Chapter 341 Could it be Ansa Baratheon?! (4k)

Conan Heather still found their words difficult to understand.

However, compared to those strange remarks that sounded like those of cult members or lunatics, what he truly found unbelievable was the chair that appeared out of nowhere behind him.

This had a tremendous impact on his entire worldview.

After a long while, he finally shouted:

"My God, this is not scientific!"

This remark elicited another burst of laughter from the crowd.

Only at this moment, after all the hardships they've endured, can they truly appreciate the allure of being publicly acclaimed.

And every time, it brings such a pleasant feeling.

Despite his utter astonishment, Conan Heather still tried to explain by gesturing towards the chair:

"Did you just use some kind of neurotoxin on me? I remember there was a similar product in the northern lab. Or did you pull some kind of magic trick?"

"This, this can't be real, this."

The man at the head of the group walked up to Conan Heather with a smile.

They spoke face to face:

“Mr. Conan, this is not a neurotoxin, nor is it some ridiculous trick. This is a genuine miracle!”

This statement made Conan Heather's expression quite amusing.

They were unwilling to believe it, yet felt the facts were right before their eyes.

The facts and his values ​​turned him into a complete contradiction.

But in the end, he still tried to struggle and said:

"No, no, no, it's impossible! You created a chair out of thin air! You, you've violated the rules!"

Before he could continue, the man picked up where he left off with a smile:

"Energy cannot be created or destroyed out of thin air, so I violate the law of conservation of energy. Then, in any material system isolated from its surroundings, the total mass remains constant regardless of any changes or processes that occur. So I also violate the law of conservation of matter."

Looking at the man speaking eloquently, Conan stared blankly and said:

"Yes, you've defied common scientific sense! This is impossible!"

The man laughed even harder:

"Not only that, I also violated the second law of thermodynamics because I skipped processes that require energy to overcome intermolecular forces within the material to change its shape, which is inconsistent with the directionality of natural processes described by the second law of thermodynamics."

After saying all this with a smile, the man raised his hand and, to Conan Heather's increasingly shocked gaze, miraculously squeezed a water glass out of thin air.

Just like that bizarre chair, there's now another bizarre cup.

But Conan saw much more than that. Beside him, another person snapped their fingers with a smile, and moments later, water fell from the sky and filled the glass.

“Dear Mr. Conan, I have probably supervised more physics PhDs than you can imagine. I know them better than you do.”

Under the man's incredibly powerful aura, Conan Heather subconsciously took the water glass and sat down in the chair in a daze.

After a long while, he stood there blankly, holding his water glass, and asked:

"Are you a god?"

"Am I a god? Hahaha!"

The man burst into laughter at Conan Heather's question.

The others also burst into laughter.

"On the throne, how dare someone ask me if I am a god? Ah, esteemed Mr. Conan. I am not a god, nor are we gods."

The men gradually became more serious in their words.

"You might think we are gods, which is understandable, because it is indeed a great manifestation of the divine. However, we are not gods; we are merely devout lambs who have borrowed the power of the divine!"

“Be glad, Mr. Conan, we have come here to convey the goodwill of the gods and the throne. You will be saved!”

An ordinary person would probably have knelt down by now, but Conan Heather was one of the first to be chosen.

So after only a moment of distraction, he quickly regained his composure and said:

“I admit I can’t understand what you’ve done, but I can’t just trust you like this, especially since you broke into my home without permission!”

His earlier loss of composure was simply because he had witnessed something unbelievable that denied all knowledge of life.

His rationality at this moment is the proper response his past life has given him.

The man shook his head and said:

"Then you should know that if we wanted to do anything, you would already be dead!"

"That's why I'm still willing to stand here quietly and talk to you."

Looking directly at Conan Heather, who was staring straight at him, the man smiled:

"That's right, this is also very suitable for us."

"What do you mean?"

"literal meaning."

This answer clearly did not satisfy Conan Heather, but he did not press further. Instead, he asked:

"So do you know what happened to me?"

The man nodded and said:

"Simply put, you've traveled to another world, a magnificent world where gods and thrones exist!"

Conan Heather frowned deeply as he listened:

"But I didn't see anything for seven whole years there!"

"And that's why we came to find you, because this is not normal."

"unusual?"

The man nodded firmly in response to this question:

“Yes, this is very abnormal. Be thankful, Mr. Conan, because you have gained the attention of the Supreme Being, and I believe that all the problems you have encountered will soon be resolved.”

To the surprise of the man and his companions, Conan Heather, upon hearing this,

But then he suddenly asked:

"If I'm not mistaken, the supreme being you speak of is the god you serve and that so-called throne, and they can't come here, right?"

This made them all look at each other with slight surprise; it was quite unexpected that they could deduce these things from such a small amount of information.

"Yes. But that doesn't mean the divine power can't reach this world."

The man, who had initially wanted to continue speaking, suddenly realized that he seemed to be losing the initiative.

Because the other party spoke again:

"So how can I cooperate with you?"

The jumps in the answers, which were somewhat baffling, actually represented a gradual shift in the power dynamic.

After giving the other person a deep look, the man very seriously spoke from his companion's perspective:

“You are very smart, capable and proactive, Mr. Conan, but as a fellow member of the Human Union, I must give you a word of advice.”

"That means you can show off your cleverness in front of us, but because of your very special status and situation, you may encounter truly important people in the future."

"Please believe that you must remain humble before them, especially if you are fortunate enough to have the opportunity to sit on the throne!"

"Then, we hope you will prepare yourself and come with us to Truth City."

Conan Heather frowned deeply as well and asked:

"What exactly is this throne you keep talking about?"

To this question, everyone spoke in unison, their voices filled with utmost humility and longing:

"Supreme power!"

-

As dawn breaks, the true sun, which has hung high in the sky since the time of creation, rises along its unchanging trajectory for countless eons.

And then it continues its almost eternal mission—to illuminate the world.

Having watched his messenger leave, Moen sat back down beside the three sisters.

He simply stood there quietly by the extinguished campfire, watching the three sisters sleep peacefully.

A moment later, the eldest daughter, who seemed to have noticed Moen's gaze, twitched her eyelids and woke up.

Their gazes met at that moment.

In that brief, unexpected eye contact, their feelings for each other were completely undisguised.

Therefore, the eldest daughter, half-asleep, only felt tenderness and reassurance in her eyes, while Moen slightly shifted his gaze away.

This instantly brought the eldest daughter to her senses.

That's why she noticed the coat that had been draped over her shoulders.

That's clearly Moen's.

The surface was already a mixture of his and their scents, as well as lingering warmth that was hard to discern from which source it came.

This warmth caused the eldest daughter to fall silent for a moment.

However, precisely because of this, she became even more determined in her heart and asked Moen:

"You don't think that doing this will make us watch you abandon us again, do you?"