When the plot-skips players into the game world Chapter 1649 - 329: Will You Become a God? (Part 2)

And coincidentally...

The na Anastasia ans "resurrection" or "rebirth".

Just like the Fool’s Card she uses—

The Fool represents a spirit of rebirth, freedom of adventure, and infinite possibilities.

It is the beginning of all miracles and also symbolizes guidance and help from benefactors.

To describe the present state of Parthia, it couldn’t be more appropriate.

At this ti, Aiwass had already returned to Heaven City.

As previously stated, Aiwass ca to take Sherlock back.

"...I really didn’t expect you to achieve this."

Sherlock looked at Aiwass sitting before him, his expression extrely complicated.

So much happened yesterday that he could not have gone to bed early last night—rather, since obtaining the ditation thod, Sherlock had rarely enjoyed a complete night’s sleep. The nightti was equally precious, and using sleep ti wisely, in a sense, equated to extending his life.

Who would have thought that this "Winged One" sipping tea leisurely before him was the very man who completely transford the Parthian Ancient Country, thereby further altering the history books of the entire world... who was also his dearest friend, soone he had personally witnessed evolving step by step from a mortal?

From this perspective, perhaps I am a witness to miracles...

Sherlock chuckled self-deprecatingly, feeling not a bit of loss but rather a sense of absurdity.

Unimaginable indeed...

Not long ago, he was still contemplating ways to surpass Aiwass.

Now in hindsight...

Surpass a deity walking on earth?

"I’ve desired to do this for a long ti, or perhaps... this is sothing only I can do, sothing I must do."

Aiwass replied earnestly, holding up a teacup: "Because ultimately, the source of the Parthians’ suffering cos from the Sin Thorn, and these Sin Thorns are remnants of the Candle Master, and these remnants derive from the invasion of the Void... It can be said that the Parthians’ suffering is currently emanating from the Whisper of Nihility.

"—But the problem is, even if I defeat the Void, the Parthians’ suffering will not diminish in the slightest. A twisted society born from the existence of the Void won’t improve a bit after the Void is defeated... don’t you think that’s too absurd?

"If a hero defeats the Demon King, yet the villagers continue to suffer as they always have, even remaining oblivious to the defeat of the Demon King—was the Demon King truly a demon king?"

"...I understand your sentint, Aiwass."

Sherlock spoke, letting out a soft sigh: "Indeed... this way, the Parthians need not leave this land.

"Their lives truly will improve, becoming more prosperous and peaceful. Those destined to die will no longer have to, and those who were to suffer will also be spared. Before ’that’ is defeated, they will be able to enjoy the warmth of the fla of civilization; and after ’that’ is defeated, this twisted land will gradually recover its health.

Sherlock spoke, letting out a soft sigh: "But to be honest, I don’t think this twisted society can return to normalcy quickly. Rather, I believe that slaves here will still be slaves, and masters will still be masters, albeit under different nas or identities.

"They might not be called Benevolent Lords but perhaps Benefactors, Holy Masters... though the slaves will no longer labor for the water they need to survive, they will instead work for food, clothes, and even money..."

"At least until this point, it’s still progress, isn’t it?"

Aiwass retorted.

But this ascended detective, who was no longer as young as before, simply shook his head earnestly.

"I think it’s not enough."

His wise gaze turned to Aiwass and posed the question both knew well: "Isn’t this exactly what you’re thinking by coming to discuss this with ?"

Upon hearing this, Aiwass burst into a joyful smile.

Sherlock’s lips twitched as well; he was about to smile but forced it into a line.

"It indeed is."

After laughing, Aiwass nodded straightforwardly: "I wish to appoint you as the Grand Vizier of Parthia, to govern this country."

"Grand Vizier... or Pri Minister?"

Sherlock was sowhat surprised, yet he nodded, as it was within his expectations: "I thought you would hand the position of Parthia King."

"I did originally plan to do so."

Aiwass replied: "But before eting you, I went to see Isabel—she’s sowhat interested in that position."

"...Her Majesty the Queen?"

Sherlock was a bit shocked: "But as I recall she wasn’t..."

Isabel had grown weary of power back then and smoothly passed her authority to Yulia. Otherwise, no one could have taken the position of Monarch from her... the Avalonians’ adoration and respect for Isabel had nearly reached or even surpassed that toward her grandmother.

"Isha also has a special sense of responsibility toward the people of Avalon, a responsibility stemming from her parents’ guilt, the Royal Family’s education... and more importantly, from the decline of the Round Table Hall."

Aiwass stated earnestly.

As the heirs of the original Knights of the Round Table, the Founding Families were ant to personally guard this nation, keeping it eternally pure and orderly. But now, mbers of the Founding Families have all fallen one by one...

When people saw Knights on the street, they no longer held respect and admiration but felt fear and dread.

—Around the ti when Prince Lohar’s Lohar Society was established, the Knight Nation had actually already fallen.