Huh? Are they all real?.

Soon, another scream, even more ear-piercing than his, appeared.

It was someone else; the man who ran away first finally fell off the cliff.

Moen was waiting for him, and there was no need for any trouble; he could simply grab him with his other hand.

Moen, who had carried the two men back to the ground on either side, laughed:

“If I were truly a heretic, I wouldn’t have saved him, much less brought you two here. Look, what’s that ahead?”

Still shaken, the two instinctively looked in the direction Moen indicated.

Then, the fortress they knew so well appeared before them.

"So now? Do you still think I'm a heretic devil?"

Since their fortress was so close, the two men had no further suspicions.

They simply lowered their heads awkwardly and said:

"I'm sorry, sir, we, we..."

"It's alright, it's really alright, gentlemen. Your reaction was correct, giving me good material to report back to."

"That's right, so that I don't have to go to so many places, could you please cooperate with me for a little while longer? Don't worry, it's just a few simple questions to test your knowledge. Don't worry, they're all very easy."

"For example, the first question is, what is the full name of your religion?"

At first, Moen's suggestion to test them made the two of them a little uneasy.

But when they heard that it was actually really simple, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

He then answered as if he were answering a question quickly:

"The ruler of the seven realms, the one who rules Highgarden, the great goddess Winter's Ash Cromwell."

Their answer caused Moen's pupils to shrink sharply.

Why Cromwell?

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Winter's Ash Cromwell.

Mohn Cromwell.

The same surname, and his profound connection with the white calamity.

Moen had no choice but to think more deeply about it.

However, this also raises another question: is that really the name of a hummingbird?

Theoretically, it should be, but Moen always felt that something was not quite right.

This is not just a psychological feeling, but also because if it were a hummingbird, they would more likely call it the Goddess Hummingbird.

At least in the Age of Gods, where the eldest son ruled, people tended to refer to the eldest sons by their given names.

If I'm just overthinking it, and the hummingbird is indeed the goddess Winter's Ember Cromwell, then there's nothing wrong with that.

But if not, if they really are two different people, it means there are more and more mysteries.

It also represents

Moen couldn't help but recall the origin of his name.

Mohn was given his name by the orphanage director, while Cromwell was given his surname by El's father.

Looking at it from this perspective alone, there's no apparent connection or problem.

But Moen remembered that El had an almost excessively friendly demeanor on the Winter Path.

Furthermore, El's behavior at Baratheon Palace that day was also rather strange.

'What if someone was there even earlier than her?'

Moen hadn't thought about it in detail before, but now that he did, he felt a chill run down his spine.

The blizzard that could wrap an adult up like a white dumpling in minutes was nothing compared to the chill that Moen felt in his heart at that moment.

"How is it, sir? Are there any other questions?"

Moen's deep thought made the two of them a little uneasy.

Upon seeing this, Moen immediately laughed:

"No, of course it's fine. I have one or two minor issues, but don't worry, they won't take up too much of your time."

The two of them didn't want to refuse, but they were also a little worried that they would freeze if the time dragged on.

All he could do was wait beside Moen, stomping his feet and breathing on them to keep warm.

Therefore, the two of them were completely unaware that the snow that should have turned them into snowmen long ago seemed to have remained unchanged around Moen.

The amount of snow on you at the beginning is the same amount of snow on you now.

The number of people increased neither because of the continued blizzard nor because of their actions.

"Exactly, do you even remember where the center of power is now?"

"Of course I remember, sir. Although we have no opportunity to pay homage to Highgarden, we still know where Highgarden is. It is in the center of the world, behind us."

They looked behind them one after the other and pointed in one direction:

"The High Court, which rules the world, is in that direction. I've heard that our mistress plays the divine music that sustains the world's existence day and night in the High Court."

"The merchants say that the music can be heard clearly by the kingdoms surrounding Highgarden. It's just that we are too far away from Highgarden, so we have never heard such a sound."

Kagura, the music that sustains the world?

It feels a bit like the primordial being maintained by eternal slumber.

Am I overthinking it, or is there really some similarity?

After thinking for a moment, Moen asked another question:

"Furthermore, do you remember how the world came into being?"

How was the world born?

This is common knowledge that everyone there knows.

That is, the world was born from the great beginning, and all the lands ruled by the gods and kings came from the grace of the Creator.

But here, the two of them were in a dilemma.

“Sir, we have never heard of this. We assure you, we really do go to church to listen to the priest preach whenever we have time, but we really don’t know anything about this.”

do not know?

Is it that they are deliberately hiding everything, or is it that they simply don't know?

Knowledge often represents class, so there are indeed many things that ordinary people at the bottom of society cannot know.

Amidst their unease, and to avoid further speculation, Moen smiled meaningfully:

"It's good that you don't know; if you did know, it would mean there's something wrong with your beliefs!"

Both of them were greatly surprised.

Didn't you say it was just a few simple questions?

But upon closer reflection, it seems that this is more in line with the status of this person?

Moen, noticing the change in their expressions, knew they wouldn't overthink it.

So, in order to maintain his identity, Moen did not ask any further questions.

He simply chuckled and patted the two of them on the shoulders, saying:

"Please forgive me for not being able to give you any tangible reward."

Upon hearing this, the two hurriedly replied:

"No, sir, we are already very grateful that you saved our lives."

Although none of them would have nearly fallen off the cliff without Moen, they also wouldn't have been able to reach the fortress so quickly in such a sudden and massive blizzard.

In this cruel, frigid world, the longer you linger outside, the more likely you are to never return.

"That's great that you think that way. Finally, as you know, I'm checking to see if you still remember to guard against heretics, as instructed by those above."

"Therefore, I hope you will not tell anyone else about this. After all, if too many people know about it, my work will lose its meaning."

Both of them said knowingly:

"Of course, sir, we promise not to tell anyone about this."

"That's good. I have no further questions. You can leave now."

And so, after Moen watched the two of them lean on each other and walk into the fortress.

Moen then set off in the direction they were pointing.

He wanted to see what this so-called High Court was all about.

If we just take it literally...

Moen couldn't help but recall the hummingbird's words.

She said that the land she was granted was the highest mountain in the world—Babylon.

So, is the "High" in High Court related to that?

Moen didn't know the answer.

We can only hope that this trip will provide an answer.

On his journey to Highgarden, the tip of Moen's knight's boots crushed the ice crust on the surface of the frozen ground. As he unconsciously lowered his gaze because of the crisp sound, his eyes fell at a forty-five-degree angle to his wrist—the Divine Bracelet, which should have remained forever new, now reflected spiderweb-like blue cracks in his suddenly contracted pupils.

The howling of the blizzard that seemed capable of sealing the earth in white suddenly disappeared as it swept over the mountain peaks. Moen's movement of raising his right hand startled the frost off the collar of his cloak, and when his index fingertip brushed against the crack, he felt a rough texture like the bones of a coral.

A silvery-gray liquid began to seep out from deep within the crack, like moonlight that had been trapped for thousands of years finally finding a crevice.

When the sixth drop of liquid fell into the snow, the snow within a ten-step radius suddenly evaporated into a spiral-shaped column of mist, and the "∞" shaped rune engraved on the inside of the bracelet suddenly lit up and then dimmed at the location of his throbbing radial artery.

Moen hadn't even noticed the rune at first.

It was also in those few short moments.

The bracelet, which even time travel and the prestige of the eldest son couldn't shake in the slightest, shattered completely right under Moen's nose.

In that sudden, unexpected moment.

Moen's first thought was that something had happened on the Human Alliance side, which was why Shenji wanted to bring him back immediately.

But then the entire bracelet was completely broken.

Looking at the scenery around me, which remained completely unchanged.

Moen suddenly realized with horror that the problem wasn't with the Human Alliance.

Instead, he was trapped in a fragmented, alternate history that he had created himself!

Someone's prayer to the primordial truth was indeed answered.

But for some reason, this response also seemed to have some ulterior motive.

It might be just like the saying goes—there's no such thing as a free lunch.

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At the moment when Moen was trapped in the alternate history.

The final ceremony was also completed at the top level of the People's Federation.

The main body, represented by a giant suspended cube, is spinning almost frantically.

A sound like shattering glass began to emanate from within.

The ceremony is now complete.

Therefore, Shenji began to transform into Jishen.

Bella, still sitting in the stroller, looked curiously at the "∞" symbol that appeared in the cube.

It remembers this symbol, which is the infinity in the mathematical system of the Human Union.