Chapter 159. [The Great Snail Empire. (2)]
Translator: Seven PR: LightBrin
3.
In the beginning, there was ‘Rime’.
No one was sure where ‘Rime’ came from, or where he would go in the future. But Rime had chosen them to be the chief among all the races in the world, and he had given them proof that they were the chosen.
-Although there are many races in this world, you are the only ones who can say the word ‘Rime’. So you are the only ones I will allow to say my Holy Name. Ahh! This is your right. Take ‘Rime’ as evidence that you are the chosen and in everything you do, be it poop, sleep, eat, or dress, recite it to prove my existence.…
“…what the hell is this bullsh*t?”
The Heretic Questioner smiled at my question.
“It is a holy covenant I made!”
“A holy covenant?”
“Yes! The vocal organs of the Snail Race are unique. Of the seven races, only the Snail Race can say ‘Rime’. That’s why I chose that pronunciation to be the name of God.”
With a soft sound, the Heretic Questioner landed lightly in the underground city. My companions and I followed him. Smiling, the Heretic Questioner began to explain the history of the ‘Snail Civilization’.