When you question the Abyss, the Abyss chooses to... act coy with you.
["Oh~ don’t be so stingy! You don’t need the power of faith, just let have a bit~"]
Nenasha’s voice was sweet, using her coquettish charm to the fullest, trying to beguile Herbert.
I’m easy to take care of, I only eat a little!
Really~
Herbert listened to that so sweet voice it almost needed insulin, his face twitching slightly, helplessly saying, "No, I an... weren’t we just quarreling?"
Hey, pay attention, we’re fighting!
Stop grinning like that!
How can you be sneaking my offerings?
Who told you to pause at this mont?
No way.
Keep fighting!
["Quarrel? When?"]
Nenasha asked suspiciously, a thick sense of confusion emanating from her soul.
Did we have a fight?
Really?
I don’t rember!
"Hmm?"
If Herbert didn’t think he wasn’t at the stage of senile dentia yet, he would really be fooled into self-doubt by Her.
"Oh, you’re playing it like this? All right, all right."
Fine, consider you can yield and flex.
Since Nenasha had already hoisted the white flag, Herbert didn’t continue pressing his advantage, instead asking about another thing on his mind.
"Is this the power of faith? So it’s not necessarily obtained from followers?"
Herbert looked at the expressions of the kneeling people.
There was fear, awe, and worry, but no worship... oh, wait, there really were a few.
The sense of worship on Fao was the strongest, almost overflowing.
So, is he the source of this power of faith?
["Hehe, I knew you were the best~"]
Nenasha benefited, her voice not as sickeningly sweet as before, but still very flattering.
["Of course, that is."]
["The power of faith, when obtained from followers, is the best, purest, and most stable."]
["However, if you possess so special divine positions and domains, the followers’ devotion is not necessary, nor do they need a clear direction."]
["For example, for the position of Death, as long as the concept of death exists in this world, the Death God’s power will never be lacking."]
As long as mortals in this world fear death and respect death, He will not lack the power of faith—although that [Awaiting the End] does not need or care for it.
"I see." Herbert nodded thoughtfully.
In the Era of Faith, divine beings indeed extrely needed mortals’ faith to maintain their power, but more ancient gods might not necessarily be the sa.
Wait, that ans divine beings can also forcibly demand love from mortals!
"...No, didn’t I already know this?"
Herbert curled his lips, realizing he had already experienced it firsthand.
Indeed, it’s nothing extraordinary.
Who hasn’t been harassed by a divine spirit?
After Herbert finished pondering, Nenasha continued with a smile: ["By the way, I want to ask you, what do you think the power of faith is?"]
"Hmm... soul? belief? No, will?"
Herbert was not a divine being and had not previously delved into the divine realm, so his research on this was not deep, he could only guess.
Miss Xie Shen did not despise the ignorance of mortals but lightly laughed: ["Not entirely correct, but close~ it’s a fusion of various forces."]
Perhaps the ti had not yet co, Nenasha did not delve deeply into the topic, rely pointing it out.
Then, She sighed with so emotion: ["Although mortals themselves are not aware, their power is actually far beyond their imagination."]
["Before the Era of Faith, no one could have thought their power could influence the gods."]
Herbert listened to Her sigh, his eyes moving slightly.
The great power from mortals?
Human beings, on par with gods?
The divine spirits thought that was an impossible absurdity.
But as a true witness to the miracles created by mortals, Herbert believed in the power of mortals more than anyone.
"..."
He was silent for a mont but said no more, so things cannot be made sure by words alone.
Take action, and they will naturally understand.
And now, it was far from the ti.
Herbert proactively changed the topic, asking, "Do you need it?"
["Hm?"]
"Does your recovery still require more of the power of faith?"
Nenasha was stunned for a mont, but she didn’t pretend to be modest with Herbert, frankly saying: ["If there is, of course, it would be best."]
"Okay, I got it."
Herbert nodded, whispering in his heart: "Rest assured, when Elda continues to grow, the next step is to initially establish your church."
This was sothing the two of them had already discussed before, and Herbert bringing it up again now was undoubtedly to show his stance.
Nenasha was surprised, then giggled: ["Oh? Haha, then I’ll rely on you~"]
"Don’t worry."
After once again witnessing the strength of the Monster Girls up close, Herbert once again felt his own weakness.
That "Branded Fury" isn’t very strong, I can handle it.
However, that fellow under Eliza’s hand didn’t even withstand a single move, not making a sound, like a dumb macho, he turned into a pool of pus.
This shook Herbert a bit more, reinforcing his determination to cling tightly to Nenasha.
Though Eliza wasn’t hard to woo, steadily advancing good feelings.
But one must strengthen their own abilities, beating iron requires being strong oneself.
Herbert certainly didn’t want to inexplicably turn into a puddle of pus at the height of passion!
"Whew, hope this journey to the Dark Territory can provide so help."
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