Chapter 149: Kalosia (3)
Gods in this world did not look after humanity out of love or mercy. Ketal had come to understand that fact.
“It feels rather unfair, does it not?” Kalosia remarked, as though sensing Ketal’s thoughts. “Even so, I have exerted myself to bestow divine power upon humankind.”
His followers were able to wield holy power because Kalosia granted it to them.
“Yet, the holy scripture is the embodiment of my domain, left behind in this world. I cannot allow those who spurn my principles to wield it, even if that choice leads to the downfall of my own church,” Kalosia continued. He refused to compromise on that, even if it meant the end of their believers.
“I see,” Ketal murmured.
He understood now that gods indeed cherished their followers, but only within certain bounds. There was a clear line they would not cross for mortals. Kalosia regarded him quietly, star-like eyes focused upon the barbarian.
“You seem rather composed,” Kalosia remarked in a surprised tone. “I expected you to be taken aback or distressed, yet you merely look as though you anticipated all of this.”
“It’s not so shocking,” Ketal answered calmly.
Back on Earth, he had encountered countless stories of gods. Some embodied absolute good, some placed order above all else, and others concerned themselves only with their own pleasure. A deity like Kalosia was simply another possibility from among those tales. While it was fascinating to see such a god exist in reality, Ketal did not find it particularly alarming.
“You appear to carry fewer preconceptions than most. That is unexpected, indeed,” Kalosia said, narrowing their eyes as though intrigued. “Nevertheless, I believe I have seen enough.”
Ketal seized the opportunity. “May I ask you something, then?”
“You may speak freely.”