Chapter 376: Creating Gods with Human Hands

All of this was because of the attention of the new King of Britain, it was he who made Olga-Marie's existence important.

Marisbury now has high hopes for his daughter.

"According to the records of the Clock Tower, although Britain is currently in the Age of Gods, it has also developed in terms of technology. The surface of Britain is mostly controlled by humans, while the reverse side is dominated by fantasy. Those fantasy species also have a social system similar to humans on the reverse side."

Marisbury explained to Marie.

On the island of Britain, the society established by humans and the area where fantasy species live are separated.

However, this does not mean that there is no communication between the two sides.

On the contrary, the two sides interact very frequently.

It is only for the convenience of management that they choose to differentiate management.

Fantasy species and humans are different after all.

Just like every creature has its own ecosystem, and the ecosystem they like may not be acceptable to others, this is determined by nature and cannot be changed.

Just like dragons cannot live in human cities.

Human cities are too small for it.

Therefore, dividing out areas belonging to fantasy species is still necessary to a certain extent.

"But, in the final analysis, we only have one King, whether it is fantasy species or humans. It is the same."

Marisbury's gaze was full of respect.

He and his daughter Marie focused their gazes on the King in the center of the classroom atmosphere vortex.

"Marie, the King values you very much. For the Animusphere family's Grand Order and the long-cherished wish of our clan. You must seize the opportunity, and I will spare no effort to provide you with assistance in this regard."

"Father, the King… what does he value in me? Before this, I haven't met the King, have I?"

Marie stared at Moran on the podium.

That brilliance, that divine might, that kingly majesty.

These are not things that make people's hearts flutter.

To be named and watched by such a king, it can be said that she is flattered.

"I don't know. The King's vision is not something we can fathom. From the moment he was chosen by Britain, he has already transcended human existence. Mages are still in the realm of humans after all, and the King of Britain must not be simply measured from a human perspective."

Marisbury replied indifferently.

He didn't seem to care about his daughter's thoughts at all, he was just answering questions for the sake of answering questions.

"Marie, um, let's put it this way. For example, it's like people can't understand what dragons are thinking, right? I believe the King has his own intentions. Just like in the past thousands of years, the Kings have brought glory to great Britain time and time again. We only need to pursue and realize it."

"Just need to pursue and realize…"

"Of course, I don't deny that the King saw the possibilities and values in you that I didn't see in Marie. Perhaps, he saw the potential you contain and that's why he cast his gaze on you."

Marisbury's tone remained calm.

However, this made Marie's heart beat slightly faster, and a feeling close to emotion and excitement was brewing.

The expectations that had always been placed on Marie's shoulders.

In the end, most of them ended in sighs.

The first sigh was from Marisbury, who had no expectations for his daughter.

He only regarded her as a bridge for the family.

He only hoped that after his failure, Marie, as the head of the family, would pass on the family and give birth to offspring who could fulfill their long-cherished wish.

You have no talent, you cannot fulfill the long-cherished wish, that's fine, I won't have any expectations for you…

These words had long pierced Marie's heart.

Even though her father, Marisbury, had almost given up on her, she still wanted to prove herself.

The scrutiny of her abilities from the outside world, her desire to be recognized by the family, and the political games that she could not relax in as a member of the Twelve Lords – these were all Marie's pressures.

Now, the new king has cast his gaze upon her.

It was like after a long night covered in frost and snow, she finally ushered in the warm dawn after waiting bitterly.

The King of Britain is the true king who rules the Twelve Lords.

Is the object that the entire Britain must serve.

"I will seize the opportunity…"

Marie clenched her small hands in front of her chest.

Belief was written on her face.

Although her father, Marisbury, only said that the new king had taken a fancy to her, and did not say anything about recognition or the like.

However, she has self-awareness.

Time will never have unwarranted recognition, only by making corresponding achievements can there be such a statement…

She will make the new king recognize her.

Being noticed by the king was already incredibly joyful, and Marie was happy to bear the pressure for the first time.

The girl stared at the king with fiery eyes.

At this moment, in Marie's eyes, Moran was the most heroic and dazzling man in the world, the most glorious king.

That murmur was like offering a sincere love song.

She desperately wanted to be recognized.

"First of all, let's start with the goal of Divine Era Magecraft. If I am not mistaken, in today's Britain, the goal of many Divine Era Magi is to determine the gods."

Moran not only limited the lords to enter the classroom.

He didn't just want to say these words to the lords, but to the entire Clock Tower, which is the mystery of the surface.

The Clock Tower is the representative of the mystery of the surface.

It now needs to determine its direction.

"In other words, it is a god that exists to maintain mystery… If such a god can really be created, the meaning of modern magi aiming at the Root will be fundamentally lost. The mystery of Britain will therefore no longer decline. As long as the gods have no sunset, Britain will never usher in sunset."

This is the current goal of the Divine Era Magi.

To truly create a god belonging to Britain,

The Divine Era Magi of Britain have already selected the object to become a god, and only one person is suitable to ascend the throne. "That's right… This way, we can… advance to a higher realm… and also prevent the mystery from declining… This is killing two birds with one stone… The reason why Britain is declining… In the final analysis, it is because we have not ushered in a god of our own…!"

A firm will emanated from the old man.

He is the Lord of the Department of Spiritual Evocation, Rufleus.

At the beginning of the establishment of the Clock Tower, Rufleus's ancestors received the guidance of the previous king's evocation technique. This is a great favor.

Therefore, the Eulyphis family is the same as the Barthomeloi family.

Both Divine Era Magecraft and Modern magecraft are practiced.

However, the Eulyphis family is different from the Barthomeloi's position, they stand on the side of supporting Divine Era Magecraft.