Father

After the praises had spread throughout the Artificial World,

Everything was back to normal again.

“Why don't you come back and sit up here?” Merlin asked, though both his eyes were closed.

Angbund, Angbar, and even Amandil, the leader of the clan, were still standing below and had not returned to their seats.

“We can't possibly act equally to an Alphabet God, a being of the same level as a Spirit Deity."

Angbund spoke respectfully.

People understood this Supreme Ancestor very well. If it were them in that position, they would not dare either.

Merlin was not someone who cared much about traditions, so he ignored it.

Then he said what he wanted to say.