Chapter 223 The truth is revealed, completely and utterly...
When he was young, Mainkun hated the God of Justice.
Surprisingly, we got along quite well after growing up.
"Both are good."
Fukalos added with a smile.
“Ah…Frinna…” Mainkun thought of the human girl, a deity in popular perception, “How has she been lately?”
Is it very hard? Are you very anxious?
No one doubts her identity, right? Does that make you feel a little happier?
Funina, it's been so long! The last time we met was...
Mainkuhn's body suddenly trembled, which was not his fault, as his separation from Funina was truly filled with excessive shock.
"There's also a prophecy... what should we do..."
He couldn't help but open his mouth, curling up and gnawing at the severed part of his right arm, his anxiety no less than that of a human girl.
"I feel like... I don't have the strength to save Fontaine anymore..."
Seeing his pitiful and worried appearance, Fucarus felt a surge of pity and wanted to laugh.
"Oh dear, why are you still thinking about this? Saving the country is clearly the work of the gods."
"Isn't it because you didn't tell me anything? Not even an explanation, not even a rescue plan?"
Mainkun felt wronged and exhausted, and thinking about the current situation made him so sad that he wanted to cry.
“What can I do? Can I pretend I don’t know? Fucaros…it’s all your fault…you’ve made me unable to live in peace anymore…”
"Okay, okay, it's all my fault."
Embracing all the powerless accusations, Fukaros gently scratched behind Mainkuen's ear with her fingers, soothing those sensitive nerves.
"I promise you, I will never hide it from you again, my good cat."
The moment the promise was made, Fryna's consciousness was completely integrated into Frucaros's mental world, and history began to repeat itself under the manipulation of the gods.
"Come on, Xiao En, come with me to see this heroic tale that starts with a bittersweet loneliness but grows sweeter with each passing moment."
"...?"
Utterly bewildered, Mainkun tried to get up from the cushions to check, but he was too weak to move. He could only rely on Fukarosto to hold his chin and turn it toward the direction of his memories.
Funina… Funina…
He heard a distant call, echoing across five centuries.
"Huh? Who?"
A newborn baby is supposed to give the world a cry, but that wasn't the case for Funina, who stood bewildered in front of the mirror.
"Who is calling me? Where are you?"
"...!!!"
Mainkuhn's pupils contracted sharply. He clearly saw a reflection in the mirror in front of Funina that was both identical to and completely different from Funina—Fukaros!
"Haven't you always wanted to know why I and Funina have the same face?"
Fucarus gently listened to his ruffled ears and softly revealed the truth.
"She and I were once one, until prophecy and fate separated us."
Divinity and personality were separated from the pure water spirits of the past, and the two went down different paths, yet both bore the yoke of loneliness.
"No, I don't understand."
Mainkuen stared wide-eyed as Fukalos began to instill the dangers of the prophecy in the newborn Funina.
"Why did you tell her something so terrifying? She's just a child! Even Kugavina uses fairy tales to cover up the fact that everyone is going to die! It's too cruel..."
"If I could, I wouldn't want to either, good cat."
Fucarus was delighted that he had spoken up for Funina, as if he had seen a loved one with a close friend who could cry out for her.
"But the hope of everyone being saved weighed heavily on her shoulders."
“Okay, me in the mirror…” Furina looked confused, but still agreed earnestly, “I will try to play the role of a god until everything ends in the judgment.”
"?!"
Mainkuhn's protests ceased instantly, and as he reviewed the footage, he discovered some startling details.
"So Furina doesn't know what your plan is... she just said that if she doesn't play the role of a god, everyone will die, so she's managed to hold on until now?"
"Yes, humans are really amazing."
Impressive? Mainkuhn didn't deny it, but at this moment he felt more of a sense of immersive fear. The originally polite girl became flamboyant amidst the doubts of the humans, and the false pretense won cheers... Ugh!
"Xiao En?"
Fukalos hadn't expected that Mainkun would break down so quickly after just the beginning. She immediately covered the cat's eyes, held it in her arms, and stroked its fur gently.
"It's alright, it's alright, take a rest..."
It was no use; Mainkuhn's attention was entirely on Funina.
"What about her truth?! Does no one care about her truth? The crowd, the terror, I just want to hide under the bed and take her with me..."
The same scene unfolded on the other side of Fucarus's spiritual world, in the audience of gods, humans, and dragons, leaving everyone in awe.
"It's all... all made up? Lady Funina is just a mortal who has been impersonating a god for five hundred years. The prophecy could actually be true! Heavens! Am I dreaming?"
These are the most basic and straightforward thoughts, coming from ordinary viewers who are still confused. Those who know Funina well have more to say.
“I did realize that Funina was impersonating a god.” Navelette still remembered how Funina panicked and tried to conceal her identity.
"...But little did I know, it was to save Fontaine."
"No, that makes perfect sense."
Leosley recalled the moment when Furness insisted in court that the prophecy was false, refusing to change her mind no matter how much she struggled.
“Besides Fontaine, I really can’t think of anything else that would make Funina turn her face away from Mainkun.”
"For the sake of Fontaine... then I think I understand why everyone's diplomatic requests are being rejected so frequently..."
Little Paimon also found some clues in the past.
"Such a large group of people, including immortals, demons, and gods, she must have been terrified at the time."
I was terrified.
How incongruous it is to apply this statement to a deity!
But it is indeed the truth.
"She was terrified, but had no one to talk to."
Navia has endured darkness for a long time, yet she has never lost her gentle and sensitive heart.
"That's Lady Frinina! We all thought she was living a very happy life, ruling the laws of the world in the majestic Momang Palace..."
The truth is quite the opposite: Funinna was controlled by the world.
This is no exaggeration, because Funina quickly recovered from the confusion of taking office and realized the precarious situation.
"They were putting on a show the day before yesterday, they were putting on a show yesterday, and they're putting on a show today. What about tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow? When will this ever end?"
A newborn human being, she received no education or guidance whatsoever, and was instead placed on a divine throne.
"Lady Furina! You are as radiant as ever today!"
“Of course, there’s no need to emphasize something so obvious.” With a casual wave of her hand, Funina arrogantly asked her excited guard, “What did the Academy of Sciences say? How’s the mechanical salvation theory of the Mechanical Duke coming along? I heard he actually created a human-like robot girl? That’s interesting. Can she sing opera?”
"We've invested all our money in Alan, please, let's get some return! He's the only one with any hope..."
"Ah, Master Qiji."
The guard hesitated for a moment before replying truthfully.
He has passed away.
...
"Huh? He... how could he be dead? He still needs to—"
"Help me defy the prophecy!"
"Lady Furina, of course people have to die."
The guard chuckled, "After all, even the Lord of the Machines is so old. We're not immortal gods like you... Lady Funina? Are you anxious?"
"Anxiety? No!"
Funina immediately suppressed her fear and adopted a displeased expression.
"I just feel that this guy died without my permission, what a traitor!"
"Lady Fulina is so domineering, no, I mean so majestic!"
"What should we do? Right now, we're the only hope for the entire Fengdan... It's okay, it's okay, let's wait a little longer. There will be smarter people who emerge, and if all else fails, I'll be your backup plan..."
Some time has passed.
"Navilet seems very sad about Melusin's friend leaving. Should I comfort him?"
"But what if he asks me why I don't intervene to suppress those arrogant nobles? How should I answer? Letting them run rampant is absolutely unjust."
"...Let's not try to comfort him. His identity is special; it's best to keep our distance."
As Funina thought this, she covered the nail marks on her palm with her gloves.
"Let's consume more sugar today; we've already used up a lot of energy."
More time passed.
"Intelligence says an executive called 'The Rich Man' has invaded Mello Petersburg. What... what do we do? We can't win... I'm so frustrated..."
"Speaking of which, how do the exiles live underwater? No, no, no! I don't mean to go and observe! I'm just asking out of curiosity! ... Um, aren't there any powerful... wardens there?"
Even longer periods of time have passed.
"Why isn't it over yet..."
"Shall we laugh today too?"
Furness laughed as she filled her schedule with opera house entries, completely ignoring the guards' attempts to stop her.
"Hahaha! So what if I love watching trials? They're so interesting!"
That's enough.
Navelette interrupted Fucarus's playback, taking a deep breath and trying to calm the tone.
“I have fully grasped Furina’s loneliness and helplessness. And you, what is your purpose in showing these images? This is not a trial for Furina, we…”
He glanced at the audience members who looked reluctant and confirmed it again.
"We also have no intention of judging her for the crime of deception."
Funina...
The Water Dragon King, who was her friend, was not happy.
“Is your request to supplement Mainkuhn’s trial?” Nasita, who presided over the previous trial, stepped forward and boldly guessed, “You and Mainkuhn seem to have a good relationship. Is it because you don’t want to see his efforts misunderstood as futile?”
"Clearing the name of cats is only one part of the goal. What you want to know is not just my demands."
When asked a question, Fukalos did not answer directly; instead, she smiled and turned to Narcida.
“God of Wisdom, I remember you once said in the opera house that you only intended to use mosaics on the broadcast images, but why did you change your mind later?”
"Because one human did not participate in the psychological test, but directly ascended to the seat of the gods."
Naxida answered immediately.
"For the sake of her dream, I can't expose the bloody scene to the public."
"Hmm, you knew very early on."
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Fukaros gazed into the distance towards the horizon, towards the Sky Isle in reality.
"If you know, then the World Tree knows. If the World Tree knows, then it means 'she' should have known too, yet she didn't react."
"...What did you do that defied all reason and law?"
"Not yet."
Fucarus put his index finger to his lips, sealing away all the plans for sacrifice and salvation in his heart.
"Come, my children, my people, stop your grief."
She touched her chest, raised her hand, and imitated Funina's mannerisms to attract everyone's attention, stepping onto the stage of the gods for the first time in her life.
"There are no dramatic stories here, and the dark, gloomy atmosphere is undeniably the main theme, but who says a spark can't bloom under the dark clouds?"
"A spark under the clouds?"
The audience members were dejected and listless.
"Even if it exists, it will soon be extinguished by the abundant water element. There is practically no hope in this long torment..."
Snap! But Fucarus snapped his fingers, and the image came back into focus. Under an overly clear blue sky, Navelette placed the cat on her lap, making a bird-like gesture with her fingers in front of it.
"Gull, eat, no."
It's incredibly childish, like teaching a child; the half-demon is visibly bewildered.
Even more bewildered than him, Funina whirled around in terror before the dragon and the cat:
"Naviette, you've finally exhausted yourself to the point of collapse??"
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