Fortunately, Colin Iliad felt relieved once again, as the Angel of Secrets, whether a benevolent entity or not, he did not get angry at Derrick's straightforward question.
Lynn merely gave a subtle smile and said, "I am indeed quite familiar with him, perhaps 'intimately acquainted' would be more accurate."
The Little Sun, Derrick, was a bit surprised upon hearing this and then suddenly realized the truth.
No wonder the Pope knows so much about hidden knowledge; it turns out he has such a close relationship with the Angel of Secrets.
Colin, while listening, silently noted Lynn's words, categorizing them as critical intelligence related to the Fool. He then respectfully said, "Your Excellency, the City of Silver has already prepared accommodations for both of you. Do you wish to rest?"
Although he was somewhat skeptical about the information provided by Derrick, Colin still instructed his people to set up a sanctuary according to ancient texts on how to receive angels, as a precaution. However, due to the limited resources in the City of Silver, the sanctuary was rather simple and modest.
There was no other choice; after all, the people of the City of Silver still lived in stone houses and ate black-faced grass. You couldn't expect such a group of people to build a resplendent cathedral in just a few days, nor could you ask them to prepare a feast.
"No need, we are not here for pleasure," Lynn added in his mind, "Besides, there's nothing much to enjoy here."
Lynn then waved his hand in the air, and a pile of items appeared on the empty ground nearby. These were North Continent specialties prepared for the City of Silver, including but not limited to albums, photographs, books documenting the outside world, and preserved foods.
To prevent the City of Silver residents from not understanding the languages of the outside world, they had bought as many books in Jotun, the current common language of the City of Silver, as possible. For those without Jotun versions, Lynn had prepared dictionaries and materials for learning various common languages of the continent, including Loen.
After all, the residents of the City of Silver would eventually need to learn these things, unless they didn't plan to leave the city.
"Your Excellency, Angel of Secrets, are these things from the outside world?" Colin could roughly discern what these items were, causing his voice to tremble slightly.
The City of Silver had not had contact with the outside world for so long, or rather, until today, the City of Silver wasn't even sure if there was still an outside world.
But the arrival of the angels, along with these books and food scattered on the ground, was the most powerful proof.
So, there truly exists a world of light, and the City of Silver has indeed been abandoned by God... No, even if abandoned by God, they would still find their way back to the world of light!
Colin clenched his fists silently, his resolve stronger than ever.
"Yes, these things are indeed from the world of light." Lynn did not deny it. He nodded, looked at Colin, and suddenly sighed, saying, "I am sorry, our Lord has not truly returned yet. Even I, as an angel, am limited and unable to bring you back to the world of light..."
Hearing this, Colin looked up at him in near astonishment, but his expression turned to shock upon hearing the next sentence.
"But don't worry, you won't have to wait too long in this darkness. When the Fool fully returns, a messenger will descend to help you return to the world of light. By then, I hope you will become true believers of our Lord." Lynn said this while gazing in a certain direction—toward the Giant King's Court, the true exit of the Forsaken Land.
At this moment, Colin was too stunned to notice where Lynn was looking. He pursed his lips tightly, evidently struggling internally, but still managed to ask, "Your Excellency, is what you said true?"
Lynn did not answer. He continued to look in the direction of the Giant King's Court, even though from this distance, there was nothing to see. Yet, Lynn couldn't help but recall the original story and think of the lingering malice of Sasrir.
Is the True Creator equivalent to Sasrir? Lynn still hadn't truly found the answer. He only respected Sasrir's former wishes, hence acknowledging the current True Creator.
But just as he had never called the True Creator by the name Sasrir, it was hard to say what Lynn truly thought. He indeed wouldn't dwell on the distinction between the two after receiving Sasrir's answer, but that didn't stop Lynn from gazing at the Giant King's Court, as if through time and space, he could see Sasrir quietly sleeping within.
"Sigh..." Lynn suddenly sighed, with an indescribable emotion. He then looked back at Colin, once again smiling, and said, "You can consider it a promise. Whether you believe it or not is up to you."
"But..." Lynn's expression suddenly turned serious, making both Colin and Derrick tense up.
"The Fool does not favor believers who passively wait for salvation, nor does He want His believers to give up their efforts just because divine intervention is on the way. Therefore, I hope you understand that even with the Fool's blessings, you still need to strive to save yourselves, rather than fall into complacency."
Lynn spoke earnestly. While he didn't mind giving the residents of the City of Silver a buff, he certainly didn't want these people to start relying solely on the Fool.
After all, the final breakthrough wouldn't just require the Fool's effort; it also depended heavily on the City of Silver's own efforts.
"Please rest assured, the City of Silver will never fall into the habit of passively waiting for divine rescue. No matter what, we will not give up on saving ourselves. Even without divine miracles, the City of Silver will continue to strive for the path to the world of light."
Colin didn't quite know what came over him; he responded almost reflexively. After answering, he realized that his words might not have been as respectful as they should have been. He wanted to make amends, but then he saw the angel before him smile, seemingly very pleased, so the chief swallowed his words.
"Then keep that attitude. Remember: 'Gods helps those who help themselves.'" Lynn patted the City of Silver's chief on the shoulder. He initially wanted to pat his head, but the people of the City of Silver were simply too tall, so he settled for a shoulder pat.
"Now, take these things back. Although they aren't much, they can at least give you an idea of what the outside world is like, a bit of preparation." Lynn said, then remembered something and added, "By the way, because there are other matters to attend to, the War Angel and I won't stay here for long. If there's anything you need our help with, let me know during this time."
"For example..." Lynn glanced in a certain direction and said, "You might need a bit of help when exploring that ruin?"
Colin froze for a moment, then realized which ruin Lynn was referring to. He hesitantly asked, "Your Excellency, is there something special about that ruin?"
"Well, how to put it, there you will encounter the first guest from the outside world," Lynn said with a smile, dropping a bombshell, "The clues to the road leading out of here are with them."
(End of Chapter)
If you want, support me on Patreon and get access to 50 translated chapters in advance:
p@treon.com/IHaveNoNamingSense