Huh? Are they all real?.

Many times, Moen couldn't help but sigh that these were matters of life and death for the world.

Why are they still there, busy fighting for power and engaging in petty scheming?

Moen thought about it for a moment and felt that this must be a very profound philosophical question.

It's not something he can solve right now.

But that didn't stop Moen from feeling disgusted by it.

Moen also tried some more radical methods, but he soon discovered that these people seemed unafraid of death.

No, it should be said that clearly none of them were unafraid of death, but they still dared to rush forward one after another.

It's truly despairing.

If only this willpower could be used in other areas.

After patiently answering most of the questions.

Sensing something, Moen suddenly raised his hand to signal them to be quiet.

The nobles immediately fell silent, not daring to speak again.

And they all carefully followed Moen's gaze and looked behind them.

There, they saw a crack appear in the sky.

Before people could even be surprised.

The gap that suddenly appeared expanded into the shape of a door.

Its size almost completely blocks the open space that was deliberately left in front of the canyon.

This immediately made people realize that this was the 'door' that Mohn had mentioned.

As a large number of soldiers and superhumans rushed to the front to maintain order, they also kept looking at the huge door.

Contrary to their expectations, the so-called other world did not appear behind the door.

Instead, it was frozen solid by countless tree branches.

Yes, it was frozen by the branches.

People can see that there are endless branches, but the branches are completely covered by ice and snow.

This is a magnificent sight that most people here will never see in their lifetime.

So many people subconsciously held their breath and stared at the huge door.

At this moment, Moen had already pushed aside the nobles, flown down the cliff, and landed in front of the door.

The door should open directly, but it's like this now.

Although it was a bit beyond Moen's expectations, Moen felt he should know how to handle it.

What he needs to do is very simple.

That is, walking up to the door, raising his hand and placing it on the frozen door.

The next moment, the ice shattered with a crisp sound, and spiderweb-like cracks radiated from his palm. The melting snow turned into silver snakes that meandered and etched the original outlines of the tree branches onto the door panel.

When the crisp cracking sound ended, the intertwined branches that had covered the entire door began to recede from the center of the door.

At the same time, the first rays of spring light, never before felt by the world, shone through the gaps in the branches into the cold, white world.

That was a warmth that people in this world had never felt before.

This made many people unconsciously reach out towards the radiant light before them.

But the moment it was touched, it recoiled as if it had been electrocuted.

Hands that had only ever felt the bitter cold were taken aback by the warmth of spring.

"Spring? It's spring?!"

As soon as the first person shouted out that slightly awkward word, the crowd erupted in cheers.

Moen, standing in front of the door, also smiled sincerely.

Although I haven't done enough in many ways, at least I've truly shown spring to these poor people.

Wait until the last branch retracts from the doorway back onto the door.

The queen, who had been curled up inside a huge gemstone amber, slowly descended from the center of the doorway.

Noticing this, Moen immediately turned around and reached out his hand toward the amber gem that was falling from the radiance.

When Moen's hand touched Amber.

Even a deity probably couldn't break this precious amber, which instantly shattered into countless fragments that drifted away with the wind.

This also allowed Moen to wrap his arms around the Queen, who was curled up inside the gemstone amber.

It seemed as if they were feeling a long-lost warmth.

The queen, who had been sleeping peacefully, couldn't help but move even closer to Moen's embrace.

At the same time, her long eyelashes fluttered.

A moment later, the Queen opened her eyes.

In Moen's arms, he saw the person he had been longing for all this time.

This was clearly unbelievable for the Queen.

So she kept blinking and staring intently at Moen.

After a long silence, it was Moen who broke the silence:

“It’s me, Seresera.”

But the Queen did not respond to Moen; instead, she hesitated and reached out her hand towards Moen's cheek.

She had dreamt of that sound and that experience countless times.

She had experienced even this kind of warmth countless times in those pitiful dreams.

Unfortunately, whenever she actually raised her hand to touch him, the beautiful yet pitiful dream would come to an abrupt end.

So even though Moen was right in front of her this time, she couldn't believe that she had really returned to Moen's side.

Therefore, the closer the hand reaching towards Moen got to Moen's cheek, the more hesitant it became.

In the end, they only needed to go a little further to meet Moen.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't reach down with that hand.

Because it was so real, it terrified her to the extreme.

She even wanted time to stand still at this moment, as if that would be enough.

After giving a pitying smile, Moen grabbed the Queen's hand amidst her slightly flustered expression.

At that moment, the queen's trembling stopped instantly.

And when Moen took her hand and placed it on her cheek.

The Queen's fear vanished completely.

He then became almost overwhelmed with excitement and embraced and kissed Moen.

On this day when spring finally returns to the white world.

The poor queen also found her treasure.

This should have been an infinitely beautiful scene.

Even she, who was still waiting on the mountain, did not make any move to disturb them.

He simply sat atop the shattered boulder, resting his chin on his hand and gazing at the scene before him.

But the embarrassing thing is...

Behind the door lies boundless spring and boundless light.

Al, dressed in a smart knight's outfit, seemed to have received some kind of guidance.

He walked past the people around him and ran straight toward the huge door.

As she stepped through the door.

The light that had enveloped the door also vanished.

This allowed the people in the white world to see everything behind the door.

I witnessed the beauty of spring.

But this also allowed the goddesses behind the door to see Moen being embraced and kissed by the Queen.

The goddesses managed to maintain their composure in the face of such a scene.

Because they were both looking towards the distant summit of Mount Babylon.

Even though the other party didn't say anything, they all felt that almost fatal invisible pressure.

However, Er, who had quickly stepped forward, stood there dumbfounded.

All the excitement that had been building up inside me vanished abruptly, leaving me completely at a loss.

Of course, the Holy Grail also appeared beside her at some unknown time.

Unlike Aier's astonishment, her face showed envy and loneliness.

The true queen has returned, and the true Holy Grail has returned.

Then she naturally had nowhere to go.

In this respect, she is far inferior even to the girl next to her.

So he glanced at the stunned El.

She unconsciously took a step back.

Then, without realizing it, he watched Moen take a step forward.

Hesitating again and again.

Under the watchful eyes of so many people, the Queen, who was embracing and kissing Moen, finally felt the intense gazes coming from all directions.

Seresera, who started as a village girl, didn't change much even after becoming queen.

She is still a very shy girl.

So, she shyly let go of Moen and instead shrank completely into his arms, gently pounding his chest as she said:

Why are there so many people here?!

The Queen's blush was perhaps far less intense than the real sun behind the door.

Moen could only smile wryly:

"I couldn't help it, and it wasn't me who kissed him first."

At that moment, Moen was even grateful that she was still on Mount Babylon.

Otherwise, Moen really wouldn't know how to face this situation.

All the goddesses connected to Moen are here.

And their king was the same person.

After watching the silent goddesses swallow hard, he realized what was happening.

Even though they were about to face each other in battle, Moen still silently said to himself:

'Praise be to the origin!'

'You're welcome.'

The voice that followed in Moen's mind made him suddenly look up at the mountain peak behind him.

Through the thick clouds, Moen and she met eyes once again.

Sitting atop the boulder, she waved and smiled at Moen.

Did she always know what I was thinking?

No.