Chapter 222
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Chapter 222: She Found the God of Light in a Tree
She bumped into the fluffy wings, and the scent of sunshine filled the air.
Unlike the quiet coldness under the moonlight with Twanasha, Lenidien was pure sunlight.
At that moment, even though the young man’s wings had folded away, he was still in shock, staring at Lin Lin. Lin Lin guessed it was because she said "like."
Perhaps Lenidien really had never seen someone like Lin Lin who dared to offend an angel. After all, as a fighting angel, people naturally treated him with more respect, and he had fewer chances to communicate with humans.
"Why do you think that?" Lenidien asked.
"Oh," Lin Lin answered honestly, "Twanasha said that the gods like me, so you all like me too."
Both sides fell silent, looking at each other with suspicion for a moment.
Lin Lin suddenly realized another possibility; she had trusted Twanasha too much. Maybe this Fallen Angel’s information was outdated, after all, he had been away for two hundred years.
Lin Lin said softly, "It’s not all like that, is it?"
Embarrassing, so embarrassing.
Although Lin Lin felt her confidence had been growing, her face still turned hot at that moment.
"I don’t know," Lenidien said.
Lin Lin smiled at the angel, thankful for his gentleness, relieved that he did not say it too harshly.
However, when she saw the angel standing beside her open and close his lips again, Lin Lin realized that Lenidien did not say this because he was thinking of her feelings; he did not have such delicate thoughts at all.
Lin Lin had to smile bitterly at him, forcing herself to listen to what he said next.
"I am not sure if all angels like you," Lenidien said seriously to her, "because I like you."
Ah, is that so.
The wind brushed against her face, and Lin Lin saw the feathers floating behind Lenidien in the breeze.
Her arm was still tightly held by the angel, who was worried that Lin Lin might slip from the top of this tall tower.
Lin Lin reached out with her other hand, gently pressing it against her heart.
She remembered the clean white hand that reached out to her but did not touch her.
And those golden particles that fell into her palm.
Lin Lin said, "So that’s how it is."
–
The number of books in the sanctuary is much larger than in the Demon King Castle.
Lin Lin even suspected that His Majesty the Demon King might have secretly hidden away the books he thought were too difficult or unimportant, so Safir wouldn’t make him read those hard-to-understand things.
The more Lin Lin thought about it, the more possible it seemed.
Lenidien clearly did not like this library; he preferred things other than reading books.
After seeing Lin Lin reading books about the gods, Lenidien scoffed and his attitude changed slightly, "You might as well ask me."
"Do you know what the gods are thinking?" Lin Lin asked.
Lenidien became quiet.
The large-winged angel struggled to adjust her wings so she could sit in the chair with a back.
He watched Lin Lin as she read quickly.
While Lin Lin was reading the fifth book, he spoke, "Humans also don’t know what the gods are thinking."
His question came so long after Lin Lin asked hers that the human woman with her head buried in the book looked up and said, "What?"
Clearly, Lin Lin had already forgotten the words she had just used to challenge Lenidien.
Lenidien was silent; he fell into sadness once more.
"Right here," Lin Lin said.
Lenidien leaned his fluffy head closer.
"The gods have not sent any messages for a long time before the great battle," Lin Lin looked up at Lenidien, "The God of Light and this world have been slowly drifting apart, haven’t they?"
The angel did not answer.
Maybe because of advances in technology and the richness of life, humans began to admire art and wealth, praising things that could give immediate shock. Before the great battle, the followers of the God of Light indeed decreased.
Although the God of Light in books is gentle, Lin Lin always felt He was not completely like that; after all, the God of Light started a real war.
Once, Lin Lin even thought that this great battle brought followers of the gods back again, making His power strong once more, and that was His goal.
But it should not be so; if it was for the return of followers, the ever-living God of Darkness would be the best. As long as darkness exists, humans will pray to the God of Light for protection, always believing in this god.
And now, with the God of Darkness gone, the followers of the God of Light are once again fading away because of easy lives. Lin Lin has seen abandoned churches and ruined statues of the gods more than once.
Lin Lin closed the last book.
There were not many people in the library; only scattered footsteps could be heard, along with the sound of the wind turning the pages of the books.
Gentle sunlight fell onto the yellowed paper.
Lin Lin slowly closed her eyes.
It was not after the war that the gods grew weak and turned away from people.
Rather, the gods turned away from humans, which led to the last great war.
When the God of Darkness, who thrived on spreading fear, completely vanished, the races loved by the God of Light could finally find true peace.
This god helped humanity eliminate their ancient enemies, as well as Himself.
–
The God of Light had also called upon her.
This feeling is very strange. Lin Lin finds it hard to imagine if she had first come to the sanctuary, whether she would really become the Holy Maiden.
Just like many comics she has read.
No, thinking carefully, she would not take the initiative to work overtime. She would probably try her best to escape, and maybe even drag Norman along to think of a way.
In the darkness, a small candle flickers on the bedside, the window is open, and the flowing air drives away the stuffy heat inside the room.
The weather is getting hotter, it’s already early summer, and Lin Lin has even learned many practical spells from the temple.
But the chance of bringing something back is very small, because when her magic wand lights up, people scream and scatter in all directions.
Lin Lin lies in bed, turning and tossing, unable to sleep.
She gets up from bed, takes the things from the drawer, puts on her little leather shoes, and walks out of the bedroom.
Lenidien doesn’t pay much attention to Lin Lin at night, because humans need to sleep during the night, and he takes this time to go out and work.
Lin Lin didn’t know whether to praise him for being a workaholic or to complain that this angel really didn’t understand humans.
Staying up late is a normal activity for humans.
Lin Lin walked toward the room of the gods, following her memory.
She easily opened the big door once again and walked toward the long corridor.
Soft candlelight lit up the walls, where photos of past Bishops and the Knight Commander hung; Norman had confidently said that he would choose a nice one to hang there.
The eyes of those Bishops were very sharp; even through the pictures, Lin Lin felt their gaze on her.
Except for one rounder lady, Lin Lin guessed she also wanted to show a serious expression, but it was clear she wasn’t that type; she looked more cheerful.
Lin Lin hurried forward, passing by those photos, and reached the hall of the gods.
A statue of the compassionate god stood in the center, surrounded by a shallow blue pool.
Lin Lin took off her shoes, stepped over the cool liquid, and then approached the statue.
The magic circle was still there, and Lin Lin stood on it.
The building at the top of the statue was transparent, allowing her to see the moon and stars.
Lin Lin stood still for a moment, and nothing happened.
Hmm, I guess I really need to call Lenidien, that’s how it is.
Lin Lin was glad there were no onlookers around her.
Just as she was about to leave the magic circle, it lit up.
Lin Lin was enveloped in light.
Lin Lin suddenly realized that the God of Light might be a bit slow at night.
This time, unlike the last time she followed Twanasha, where golden particles danced everywhere, this magic circle led directly to the stone door.
When Lin Lin placed her hand on the stone door, it opened by itself.
A cool breeze blew out from the stone door.
One of the benefits of the cold divine realm is that the gods are warm, allowing one to follow in the footsteps of the gods according to the temperature.
This time, the god did not appear in the pavilion by the river; Lin Lin found herself in a sea of flowers.
Lin Lin lifted her dress slightly, and soft flowers brushed against her calves. Each flower looked delicate and perfect. Lin Lin guessed that the god might have seen them in the human world.
Lin Lin walked through the flowers as if wading through water, and the petals stained the hem of her light blue dress.
Lin Lin found the God of Light in a tree.
A large tree with lush branches hid the pure white robe among its green leaves.
The divine being leaned against the thick trunk of a great tree, his golden hair spread out over his body, allowing Lin Lin to see his blurred shape.
His pure white arms hung down naturally from the trunk he was leaning on.
Lin Lin’s eyelashes fluttered as she reached out a finger to gently touch the divine being’s index finger.
A soft warmth.
Just as Lin Lin was about to speak, a golden light began to blaze from the finger she touched, the golden glow like a flame, quickly igniting and enveloping the divine being’s body.
A fierce wind blew out from the golden whirlwind.
The flowers around Lin Lin were lifted into the air by the wind, and she pressed down on her skirt, as the strong wind seemed to want to sweep her up into the sky.
After a few seconds, the wind weakened.
The petals that had been lifted into the air fell down like raindrops.
Lin Lin saw the god straighten up and sit on the thick tree branch.
A soft white light surrounded His body.
Looking at Him through the flower rain, Lin Lin felt a calmness she didn’t understand.
The god reached out to her again.
Each time, He did not come too close; He waited for Lin Lin to take the first step.
Lin Lin reached out and held His hand.
That feeling she had experienced once, a joy so full it felt like it would burst her heart, came back to her.
The god’s other hand moved closer to her, gently brushing her loose hair from her forehead, her cool black hair, her delicate skin behind her ear, and… the skin on her neck where the band-aid was.
A slight sting appeared at the spot marked with the Demon King Imprint.
Lin Lin’s body shook slightly as she squinted her eyes.
The deity lowered their head and gently cradled her head, their long golden hair cascading like a waterfall beside her face, soothingly stroking her cheek.
Lin Lin knew she couldn’t see the deity’s face clearly, but she couldn’t help but lift her head and meet their gaze.
Lin Lin felt them smile softly, perhaps.
They still appeared gentle and calm, but suddenly her neck, where they touched, throbbed with pain.
Lin Lin saw a small piece of black fragment pulled from her body, releasing a faint black mist.
This mist was immediately devoured by the golden particles floating around.
The remnants of the God of Darkness within her were removed.
[This way… I won’t be forced to be caught in time.]
Words appeared faintly in Lin Lin’s mind.
When Lin Lin first met the divine being, she made a wish to not be forced to travel to another time and space, wanting to return to Demon King Castle again.
What did the divine being mean by waving at her back then? Perhaps they were ready to grant her wish at that moment.
Did the three months she hid really not count as a task she had to complete in their eyes?
At that time, Lin Lin thought she was quite clever, believing she had blurred the lines of her exchange.
In fact, bringing her back to the right time had no cost at all.
Tears fell down.
"I’m sorry," Lin Lin didn’t even know what she was saying.
Perhaps it was because she wasn’t summoned by the God of Light to this world, or perhaps it was because she couldn’t become the Holy Maiden the God of Light hoped for, or maybe it was guilt for receiving undeserved benefits.
"I’m sorry," Lin Lin wiped her eyes with her sleeve, but the tears kept falling.
One by one, they landed on her clothes.
Golden strands of hair brushed against Lin Lin’s cheek once more.
Her tears were touched by the divine being, who was very curious about this liquid. The tears became clear, round pearls at His fingertips, which He examined closely.
The divine being loved humanity, and Lin Lin was the special one He could touch.
They actually had many chances to meet each other.
Lin Lin couldn’t help but cry again when the other person gently patted her back.
Once she had released all those strange, overwhelming feelings, Lin Lin rubbed her tear-streaked face.
She realized that emotions were magnified around the divine being, just like how she felt inexplicable happiness when she was near Him, and when she felt some frustration and sadness, she couldn’t help but cry like a child.
But the divine being did not mind; He gently and calmly stroked her forehead and face, helping her settle her emotions.
"This is for you," Lin Lin wiped her teary eyes and took out a statue the size of half her palm from her pocket. "It’s a statue of ‘you.’"
The statue is called the Eye of the Divine, and it is said that sometimes the divine being descends upon the statue to listen to people’s prayers and gaze at the world.
But does the divine being wonder what He looks like in the eyes of humans?
Of course, there are many materials for the statues. Lin Lin had the most common type, made of a stone that gives off a soft white glow even in the dark. This stone is plentiful, feels smooth to the touch, and is a small statue often found in most households.
They have listened to many prayers in place of Him.
Lin Lin saw the divine being gaze at the small statue for a long time.
Then He bowed His head and hid it close to His heart.
