The only thing that changed was the wall, which appeared empty to the old man.
Throughout the entire ordeal, the old man remained unaware that the wall in front of him was not actually blank, but rather contained a pale golden, human-shaped phantom.
Similarly, he didn't notice the emotions contained in the phantom's eyes when he spoke.
That was not the benevolent and gentle look that people imagine when gods look at their beloved believers.
No, those beautiful emotions never appeared in it.
All that existed in those eyes was coldness and indifference.
Does God love the world?
Maybe.
At least, she was not the benevolent deity the old man had imagined.
With a slight shake of his head, the illusory image of the deity began to dim and would soon dissipate completely.
Just before she left, a discordant voice suddenly rang out in the silent chamber:
"I'm telling you..."
The girl's voice suddenly rang out, causing the golden figure, which was about to shatter, to solidify again.
"Are you addicted? Don't get too caught up in the role! Be careful, or you might really turn into... tsk."
Damn it, that was a miscalculation!
Why do I care about this little thing?
If this guy wanted to, he would have become a god ten years ago...
"Never mind! Just pretend I didn't say anything."
Those eyes, which had remained indifferent until now, had completely changed, filled with a warm smile.
"Thank you for your concern, but I'm fine."
She… He smiled and said softly:
"Alice, Your Majesty."
The girl's reaction to this was:
"Ah!! Ah!!! I can't hear you! I don't know what you're saying—"
"Let's go, let's go!"
snort!
What a great prophet!
He's clearly a dark and wicked person!
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