"Senzi!"

The next morning, Ethan hadn't even had a chance to fall asleep when Mary's vibrant voice came from downstairs.

Pretending to be a deity in front of the people of Oasis City for several days had really bottled her up.

Being the embodiment of justice meant she had to constantly present her most rigid side to everyone, speaking with a stern face and putting on a look of deep-seated suffering—just like the statue of the Goddess of Life in the Crown of Dawn Cathedral, where the sculptor had forever captured the goddess's compassionate gaze, becoming a spiritual anchor for the people of the Far West for thousands of years.

But that role didn't suit her, nor was it the role she wished to play.

And now, with the judgment in Oasis City having successfully concluded, it was time for her to step back and leave the stage of history to heroes like Leon, Grave, and Sariman to write.

As for the goddess?

A True God only appears at the most crucial moments, which meant she could take a long vacation for a considerable time ahead.

It was obvious that Ethan could provide plenty of quality suggestions for her vacation, and she had plenty to discuss with him about the specifics of the mayoral election, considering Ethan had vanished for three days and the "ascension ceremony" of the new god was entirely completed by her and a mysterious guest.

"I'm telling you, the followers of the God of Truth are absolutely the toughest to deal with... huh? Why are your dark circles so pronounced?"

She lowered her voice, peeking through the half-open door crack inside, "Did I interrupt you two lovebirds?"

"What's up?"

Ethan yawned, his schedule had been irregular for various reasons recently, posing a major threat to his healthy living, yet the only benefit from Lindong taking Omega Blocker was she woke up with much "modern" knowledge, like finally recalling "staying up late is the enemy of beauty."

Looks like his battles of staying up late could finally come to an end.

"You just mentioned the God of Truth; what's up with them?"

"Leon and Grave, making them genuinely believe is not easy."

During Ethan's disappearance, she had perused the Church Court's Holy Scripture, attempting to replicate many famous miracles, but those scenes didn't resonate at all with the followers of the God of Truth, until an unexpected phone call opened the door to a new world for her.

"Here, take a look at this."

"What is it?"

"It's a gift from my pen pal."

Mary flauntingly opened the Sheepskin Book, displaying to Ethan the detailed setup inside: a majestic three-meter-tall blue metal armor, wielding a chain-saw sword in one hand and a grenade gun in the other. The impressive image was accompanied by notes on the right, in a handwriting Ethan was very familiar with—the Extreme Knight Order.

"I tried a lot of mystical methods that all failed, but this armor is different; just by wearing it, they feel power continuously surging forth."

Even Leon and Grave, outstanding graduates deeply influenced by the God of Truth, were captivated by the charm of this armor.

Thanks to her pen pal, Oasis City welcomed the three most reliable "god-chosen ones."

Even Laris's cohorts who swallowed the fruits were no match for the god-chosen ones.

Ethan was taken aback, "You're saying this pen pal is Ave-Margaret, right?"

"Huh, how did you guess so quickly? I thought you'd never think the Empire's Prime Minister would be my pen pal. But honestly, that little lady is something else. Just look at these designs; maybe after some time, once the Extreme Knight Order is established, no one will be able to stop the Empire's advance."

Ethan found himself at a loss for words.

With Ave's name mentioned, all mysteries were solved.

Leon and Grave merely followed the trend of the times to further study in the Empire's capital for a while, yet Ave-Margaret was a stellar graduate of the Truth Society, awarded the Four-Star Truth Walker insignia by the organization.

What more could he say?

Only the followers of the God of Truth knew what they were really thinking.

However, Mary didn't know that the so-called Extreme Knight Order was merely Ave's fantasy. Though entrusted with heavy responsibility, she was still a young girl filled with some unrealistic dreams; it's just that Miss Ave's personal experiences differed from most girls in the Imperial Capital.

While noble young ladies of her age fantasized about meeting princes and starting romantic relationships with them, Ave fantasized about leading the Extreme Knight Order, commanding the Empire's Golden Fleet to break through the skies and sail towards the starry sea.

During those rare dinners with old friends in the Imperial Capital, Ave would earnestly inquire about the possibility of forming the Extreme Knight Order with Ethan and Other Shore, holding her sheepskin book filled with settings.

Each time, Other Shore, from a professional viewpoint as Imperial Knight Commander, could only explain to Ave that realizing the settings on the sheepskin book would take at least a hundred years.

Ethan could never have imagined that Ave's starry sea fantasies would take shape in the Empire's archenemy lands, the Far West, all thanks to Mary.

"You don't need to thank her; she should be thrilled with excitement right now,"

Ethan said, "Maybe she's currently tugging on the Imperial Knight Commander's arm, discussing the concrete plans of establishing the Extreme Knight Order."