“The thought that something was odd about Sienna persisted.”
Although various suspicious circumstances were discovered, they wanted to believe that Sienna had come back to life.
However, as Sienna’s behavior of constantly extracting information from the Kitten Duke’s place was captured even after losing her memory, the trio’s distress deepened.
“How… can there be no way?”
A way to save Sienna.
The answer that she wasn’t human was expected to some extent, but the expressions of Ruth and Michael crumbled at the words of the spirits, who said that even in death, she wouldn’t find peace.
Benedict, who conveyed this fact through the spirits, shed tears incessantly.
“There is none. The spirits said there’s none.”
[Yeah. There’s none.] [Unfortunately.] [It’s an unprecedented situation, so we don’t know a solution either.]“…The fact that you can’t lie is too despairing now.”
The spirits consoled Benedict, who was crying without wiping away the flowing tears.
“Oh, did we make you cry?”
“We didn’t intend to make you sad.”
“We just stated the facts.”
“Sorry. We really don’t know a solution.”
“…”
Honest but cruel, the three remained silent in the face of the severe verdict.
“I wish we didn’t know this fact.”
It would have been better when they couldn’t confirm Sienna’s life or death. Rather than hearing stories about her being resurrected as a zombie, not even as a human, and that her soul would eventually be torn apart and leave no trace.
A spirit, noticing the suffering of the three, raised its hand surreptitiously and said,
“Just in case… the gods might know.”
“!”
The moist eyes of the three pairs of eyes were focused on the spirit.
“…What does that mean?”
Michael asked with tears welling up in his eyes.
The timid spirit, hiding behind Benedict, answered in a faint voice what they wanted to know.
“Handling souls is the domain of the gods. We spirits like us don’t know. But if they are gods… they might be able to save the pitiful soul that has been forcibly resurrected due to external interference.”
A ray of hope descended like a single beam of light.
Ruth, who calculated faster than anyone else, mumbled as if possessed,
“…Zero is present.”
He recalled the image of a small and cute hamster-shaped deity attached to Elizabeth Kitten.
“Zero is a god, so maybe he can give us an answer?”
The other spirits raised their heads at Ruth’s words.
[The Zero you’re talking about is not a big god.] [A small god.] [Still small and weak as it looks.] [A young god who hasn’t even received an assigned domain.] [To hear the answer about resurrection, you have to ask a big god.] [Like the god who used to rule this world.]“If it’s a god who ruled this world…”
“Could it be, you mean Jusin?”
[Yeah.]Michael’s face turned pale.
He had lived believing in the doctrine that Ardel, his god, was always with humans.
However, after the zombie incident broke out, Michael’s faith waned slightly.
“If the Lord, as written in the Bible, watches over us, why does He not even speak to us in this urgent time?”
It would have been good if He had given them a prophecy at least.
Such regrets piled up and caused ripples in the heart of the devout Holy Knight.
“Come to think of it, why has the Lord never revealed Himself in the whirlwind of history until now?”
The divine prophecy given by Lord Ardel was the last one heard by Anaïs, the first pope and saint of the Kaladia Empire.
Although divine power continued to manifest in many people in later generations, no one else heard a divine prophecy after that.
“…Is the Lord really present in this world?”
Even if He exists, is He still taking care of this world?
If the colleagues in the temple heard it, it would be a story worthy of condemnation for blasphemy, but Michael couldn’t stop thinking.
“Is the Lord still remaining in this world?”
“Michael Easter?”
To a question that the wizard Ruth hadn’t expected to come from the Holy Knight, he was surprised and called his name.
Even a wizard from the Matap lineage, who had an antagonistic relationship with the temple for generations, couldn’t argue against the presence of gods. There were definite blessings and prophecies left as relics.
So, it was quite bewildering that Michael, of all people, asked such a question.
The question from the now awakened Michael was straightforward.
“Please answer, O pure beings, the spirits. Is the Lord still remaining in this world?”
【…….】
The spirits, who were chattering away until that question, all closed their mouths at once.
The answer they hesitantly gave after a while was this.
【……We cannot say.】
【We cannot lie.】
【So, we cannot answer.】
【But we can say this much when turned around.】
【We haven’t felt the Lord’s energy in this world since some time ago.】
A truth more terrifying than saying that Sienna may not be saved emerged.
Michael’s expression twisted abruptly. Ruth opened his mouth wide, and Benedict barely restrained himself from grabbing the spirit with his hands.
“…Then what should we do? What can we do?”
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
