Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

This girl doesn’t know that Malin is almost applauding her cleverness—look, this Meng family girl really can think and feel for others.

Of course, this girl wants an answer, but Malin cannot give her one: "Who knows, the great destruction lost countless things." Malin replied, while he noticed a stall by the roadside, where a woman was making baked dough with her family. If Malin remembered correctly, he had just seen her last night, back then she still had her charm, and the child she held was still in swaddling clothes. Now the child was already helping his mother with the family business.

I’m sorry, child, I couldn’t come sooner that night, nor could I save your father and the division on the city wall where he was stationed. But it’s really good to see you embracing life once again.

A sense of satisfaction brought joy to Malin’s heart, yet he was also full of doubt—the Thanan were said to value faith highly, so why could so many people in this city worship an unknown outsider, and what frightened Malin even more was... whether the spiritual energy throughout his body was inherent to him, or was it condensed from belief.

This is very important to Malin, because Malin... doesn’t believe in this kind of thing by nature.

From what it looks like now, it should be a spontaneous belief from the surviving citizens back then, but Mr. Meng said that Thanan people place great importance on faith. They would even systematically cut off the faith of True Lords with questionable alignments, forcing them to shift alliances or directly eliminate them after they weakened.

So, Malin wouldn’t believe that just one good deed made the Thanan people allow religious freedom in this city. As mentioned earlier, this city only believes in Malin alone... So, what’s going on here?

Thus Malin was very puzzled, what exactly were the Thanan doing? Malin was already puzzled about these powers he possessed, he used to think that such power in a mortal had long surpassed legendary status. Looking at it now, the artificial deity-making in this city could be considered quite successful, for Malin’s strength was evident.

But if part of Malin’s power came from belief, that would be unacceptable to him—he doesn’t want to become like the deities of this world, eventually restrained by rules and factions. Even if he were to become a deity, the kind of person he wants to become is like the Lord of Justice.