After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King Chapter 248 - 123 The Purpose of the 【God】?

The Transmission Array was the only Array most people knew about. If you ntioned a Binding Array or a Summoning Array to a civilian, most of them would be baffled. But if you talked about the Transmission Array...

Many people would understand what you were referring to...

This Array, tightly controlled by the Three Towers, was an essential elent in most novels. Whether it was the popular "Supre Dragon Rider" or any other novel, there would always be transmission array plots to so extent.

This widely known magic aroused the anticipation of civilians with its practical and alluring plots.

"..."

"Being summoned for a private audience... we certainly do hold such a status..."

Vera said this while sitting unceremoniously in the pristine and sacred reception room, looking at their companions in the chapel through the beautiful stained glass windows.

Now, the adventurers who had co to support were receiving their task assignnts from the Pope and several bishops. Of course... the rewards from the Pope’s mouth were hard to refuse.

Vera shifted her gaze, focusing on the colorful stained glass mural beside her. Her innate love for beautiful things made her want to pack the entire mural back to the Demon King Territory.

She wasn’t the only one; Satan Ye was also staring intently at the glass decorations around them.

"..."

In silence, Yila took a sip of tea, quietly observing the Pope who looked like a young boy... about fourteen or fifteen years old, a beautiful youth with rosy lips and white teeth.

Although Yila hadn’t directly interacted with the Pope, he wondered if he had rembered incorrectly. In Yila’s impression, the Pope should have been a benevolent elder appearing in his sixties... wearing a tiara and papal robes, occasionally showing a sly expression.

Not this young and sincere-looking little Pope...

*Could his father have died again? Eh? Why did I say "again"?*

Yila thought about it. He glanced at Satan Ye without being noticed and then thought about Isabella and Yose, and Cassiopeia’s father... *Kings (Popes) were truly positions of misfortune!*

"Yila, sir, such beautiful stained glass..."

Satan Ye exclaid as she looked at the glass mural beside her, openly expressing her love for the stained glass. She curiously asked, "Is this glass painting telling a story?"

In response, Yila gently nodded, indicating that her guess was correct.

Amid Satan Ye’s exclamations and Vera’s expression of *I wonder if I could touch it*, the two priests guarding the reception area showed slightly disdainful smiles.

No, it wasn’t too excessive... it was just an expression of *how amusing country folk are,* without even the thought of contempt.

They simply found the ignorance of others amusing.

If it were just this, Yila had no reason to speak up to reprimand them... If the King’s dignity wasn’t violated, rely being ntally offended wouldn’t warrant a response. That would be too ridiculous.

"Yes, it tells the origin of the theocratic country."

Yila said this as he looked at the wall made of beautiful glass of different colors. The sunlight shining through the glass into the reception room projected colorful patterns on the floor, and he added, "And the origin of the ’disbelief’ principle."

In response to Yila’s words, the two priests outside clearly showed surprised expressions... they hadn’t expected Yila, as a non-theocratic country resident, to know so much about the theocratic country.

Most people knew nothing beyond the theocratic country’s prohibition of believing in gods... Nonetheless, they didn’t think Yila’s knowledge was particularly profound; they were prepared to hear what else Yila had to say.

"To put it simply, the predecessor of the theocratic country was the ’All Gods Court,’ and the first Pope of the theocratic country was the twelfth Pope of the All Gods Court before the official establishnt of the theocratic country... and the reason for this transformation was the divine decree itself."

Yila explained slowly, drawing Vera and Satan Ye’s attention. They listened like obedient children...

*According to the records, the first Pope—Milyan I—was just a general believer, but was mistakenly recognized as the most devout and least approachable person by the gods... he questioned the authority and powers of the gods.*

As he spoke, Yila looked at the colorful mural depicting an old man looking up at the World Tree. However, the World Tree was covered in dark-colored glass. He continued, "During the end of the divine era, the gods gave their first revelation..."

At this point, Yila seed to have realized sothing. He squinted his eyes, as if he had connected sothing together... Hold on, so the so-called gods...

Yila thought, only slowly speaking after a pause, "The gods said, ’Do not believe, do not think, do not worship... from now on, we are no longer trustworthy.’ And thus, the new theocratic country was born."

In this description, Vera seed to realize sothing imdiately, and Satan Ye also understood. Her eyes widened, and she couldn’t help but say, "So, that slab..."

But then, Satan Ye rembered that there were two priests outside, and decisively shut her mouth.

"Yes, it seems so. I may have known this all along."

Yila said this while the two outside looked at each other, not understanding what the three of them were hinting at... but they didn’t need to understand.

Just as the theocratic country wouldn’t understand why the gods didn’t want humans to believe in them.

...

However, Yila knew more than anyone else in this world... trapped within the World Tree, the consciousness that called itself a ’god,’ the end of the divine era, the silence of the gods.

If all these were connected... the chaos that the slab ntioned the gods sacrificed themselves to confine was indeed the one who called itself ’my Golden Finger.’

But, he had to admit, that ’god’ had helped him a lot. Whether teaching him how to enter *World Spell Programming,* or directly providing him codes to copy... His current achievents were indeed thanks to her.

*What kind of conspiracy was hidden behind this?*

Yila thought as he watched the commission arrangents outside coming to an end, seeing those supporters disperse inside the chapel... *He knew that he wouldn’t get any answers until the other party revealed their true intentions.*

*The key question was... what did the other party want? For to help her escape? Or sothing else?*

*It couldn’t just be for fun, for amusent, could it?*

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"Sir Yila! Your Highness, the Demon King, the Pope invites you..."

*Forget it, let’s go out first...*