Over these past days, Dertulian had climbed the high mountains many times.
The Prophet's second son had hoped that at the summit, he could catch a glimpse of God's presence, even if just once.
Yet, no matter how often Dertulian reached the mountaintop, he had never seen God standing above the high mountains.
Could it be that God did not exist?
Full of doubts, Dertulian often paced in the Pattern Garden.
This son of the Prophet, the bravest Hunter in the Kingdom, harbored complex emotions toward the God who had endowed rationality.
On the one hand, under the influence of his father, Dertulian likewise had faith in God.
On the other hand, since God had never revealed Himself to the Prophet's second son, Dertulian could only learn about Him through the accounts of others, so his faith was not deeply rooted.
At this moment, Dertulian hesitated.
It was impossible for God not to exist; his own father, even the deceased Sapo, had seen God many times.
