"Remember, try not to make any noise."

"If I want you to do something, I'll tell you directly without asking you to respond to my request."

……

Following Thea, along a path in the sea of ​​flowers.

Keeping the other party's warning in mind, Demeter followed suit.

The fragrance of flowers was so strong around her that for a moment she felt like she was bathing in the sun while walking here.

Carefully looking at everything around her, the Goddess of Agriculture recalled the question she had just asked.

What does "don't make any sound" mean? Is there any danger here that will come to you following her voice?

"I don't know either, because I'm still not sure what the danger here is."

The goddess of light answered her.

"It's just that someone reminded me that for a certain field, information itself is also a way to convey its existence."

“For such an incredible existence as the world, life and death are just descriptions of a state.”

"If you want to truly erase all traces of this existence, simple erasure is useless. It is more about occupying, assimilating or covering it, just like what Chaos did to the foreign wreckage."

“Of course, there may not be such a taboo in Alfheim, but it’s always better to be careful.

"Among all these, language is the most primitive and direct medium for transmitting information."

"..."

Theia's explanation sounded reasonable, but Demeter still felt that she was not cautious enough.

After all, the best way to avoid danger is to stay away from it, rather than trying to circumvent it.

But since she can't stay away now, the goddess of agriculture has no choice but to be honest and cautious in what she says and does.

So I kept moving forward, not knowing how much time had passed.

Until the sea of ​​flowers becomes sparse and no longer blocks people's view.

At the end of the path, Demeter saw some shadowy figures.

They were dressed in exquisite clothes and had no life at all. They looked somewhat similar to elves, but also very different.

Further away from those figures, there was a house made of vines and branches of plants.

There, she felt an aura of closeness and longing coming from it, as if she was naturally meant to be one with it.

'What is that? Is there any living being here?'

With a slight movement in her heart, Demeter wanted to ask this.

But thinking about Thea's previous warning, she didn't ask in the end.

Unexpectedly, as if seeing through her doubts, the voice of the Goddess of Light sounded in her ears first, as if the ban on communication had nothing to do with her.

"This is a light elf, a creature that looks as dazzling as the sun, kind, beautiful, and naturally close to nature."

"In this world of light, beauty and magic, they lived peacefully for countless centuries... from being ruled by the Vanir to being subjects of the Aesir."

"But they are dead, along with their monarch."

"What remains here are only their solidified bones, making time stop forever at this moment."

'I see. ’

Nodding silently, a hint of regret flashed in the eyes of the goddess of agriculture.

As she continued to move forward, these beautiful creatures gradually came into her sight.

Indeed, upon further observation, Demeter sensed no real life in them.

Only the appearance of those lively elves still exists. Once this state is broken, they will instantly turn into a pile of dry bones.

Unfortunately... this kind of creature is simply her natural follower, and is also the most desired follower by all gods with the authority of light, nature, beauty or kindness.

Their very existence is practicing the rules of the gods and spreading their will.

But they are already dead, and the Goddess of Agriculture does not have the ability to resurrect them.

With a sigh, Demeter turned her gaze away from the elves with beautiful expressions and smiles, and looked towards the simple house in the deepest part.

And at the right time, Theia's voice sounded again.

"That's Frey's former residence. It looks very simple, right?"

"But there is a reason for this, because this foreign god did not originally belong to the Asgard God Realm. He was a member of the Vanir God Clan, and the war between the two God Clans lasted for a long time."

"Until one day, the gods of both sides got tired of the endless war. They shook hands and made peace, sending hostages to each other as a guarantee."

"Frey's sister was one of the hostages... but perhaps because of his strength and Asgard's deception, he was not imprisoned in the God's Court."

"He is still the main god of Alfheim, and no one can shake his position."

“But at the same time, his heart never quite accepted that.”

"So his private residence has always been like this, with a style that is very different from that of the two God Clan."

"..."

Silently, the goddess of agriculture listened quietly.

Although she felt a little strange, because the Goddess of Light knew more about these foreign gods than the Olympian gods who occupied Asgard.

But this is understandable. After all, it is possible that Zeus concealed many records.

So I followed behind him and watched him push open the door of the house.

Behind the door, she saw the target of her journey as she wished - a tall, handsome and energetic god wearing a leaf crown and holding wheat ears.

As if he was still alive, his cheeks were rosy and elastic, and a faint smile was on his face.

The power that made Demeter feel close to him came from him.

……

Beyond the world, Tartarus.

Not too much time has passed in the human world, but at the bottom of the abyss, the incarnation of the God-King has lived for more than several decades.

Fortunately, it is different from what I thought when I came here. Here, Zeus has almost the same status as in the human world.

Thanks to the existence of the Demon Mother, he can do almost everything he wants here.

There was no good wine in the abyss, so he brewed his own wine.

Since there is no singing and dancing here, he spreads the singing and dancing of the world.

Under the operation of a special demon with a different ugly face from other demons and in which Moya participated in shaping, various creations that did not belong to Tartarus were reproduced here.

For a moment, the incarnation of the God King had no resistance to staying here, and even enjoyed it a little.

Of course, nothing is perfect in the world, and the changes in the original body really made him worried.

It’s not because of the so-called seal, but because of the other party’s weird attitude.

——For example, although his own life is obviously very good, the original body still speaks to comfort him, as if as an incarnation, he has borne huge difficulties for him.

For example, he clearly hoped several times that the main body would take back the incarnation and split into another one in order to transfer the key information and memories.

But from beginning to end, the other party kept avoiding the question and refused to give a sufficiently precise response.

"These changes are really a headache... I hope they are not a big problem."

"Asgard, the Nine Realms, Odin... If other places hadn't seemed normal, I would have thought that my main body was affected by something."

Shaking his head and sighing, the incarnation of the God King drank up the wine in the cup.

Alas, Zeus is like this.

The original body only needs to enjoy life and seek pleasure on Mount Olympus, but as the incarnation of the other party, there are many things to consider.

If they were not in the same order of Chaos' world, it would be almost impossible for the incarnation to betray the original body. Zeus probably wouldn't be so casual... While frowning in thought, the incarnation of the God King's eyes became distracted.

But the next moment, a familiar breath approached his body from behind.

"Why, are you worried about the situation in the human world again?"

The sound is soft, and the slightly elegant fragrance is refreshing.

Coming back to his senses, his expression remained unchanged, the incarnation of the God King embraced the person, and his tone was like that of a sage who was concerned about the country and the people.

"Yeah, luckily you're here, otherwise I'd have even more headaches."

"Those old gods are still too powerful... but they are as stable as Tartarus."

"As the living God King, I swear to maintain the order of the world."

"And those who hold the power to break the rules like this... they should be restrained."

"You're right, they should be restrained."

Nodding vigorously, Moya fully acknowledged this.

"Especially your current enemy, the so-called Lord of the Spirit World."

"Don't worry, I will definitely help you!"

The voice was sonorous and powerful, and the incarnation of the God King was immediately in a much happier mood.

Although the other party never told him why he hated the Lord of the Spirit World, given his cunningness, it was clear that this hatred was real.

Maybe it was some past that was difficult to talk about... He didn't intend to delve into it, and he didn't care about the reasons for the grudge.

As long as it works for me, it doesn't matter at all.

"I believe you, your heart is as beautiful as your appearance."

"Even if you are in the abyss, your kindness and justice will not change."

He admired it in a low voice and talked with Moya for a while.

The incarnation of the God King told her interesting stories about the human world and invited her to taste the newly brewed wine.

It was not until half a day later that he seemed to have just remembered something, and he raised his glass and asked:

"By the way...how's the matter I asked you to investigate last time going?"

"In the abyss, besides the remains of the Nine Realms you mentioned, have there been other interfaces integrated?"

"Like Alfheim, or Midgard?"

"No...what's wrong, is this important to you?"

Shaking his head slightly, Moya asked with some confusion.

"No... I'm just a little curious..."

"After all, you know that I control Asgard."

There was a hint of thought in his eyes, and Zeus smiled and passed it off.

No, that’s a good thing.

In this way, when I accept my memory, I will be able to solve the problem more calmly.

……

Alfheim, in a house dotted with flowers and plants.

Half a day later, only two of the three figures remained.

Frey's divine body disappeared, leaving only a bright and sacred light.

It seems to exist in this world, and yet it seems not to exist in this world.

Under the shining light, the spirit of the goddess of agriculture was lifted as never before.

If she could absorb it and integrate it into her own priesthood, perhaps her power would undergo a complete transformation.

But Thea told her that Frey's power was not so easy to use.

So after thinking it over, Demeter still did not follow her instinct.

"...Continue, stabilize the power you release."

"Instead of making direct contact, try to draw it out... That's right, that's what you do."

"Pull it over little by little... Very good, seal—"

The glow was shining, as if there had been a struggle.

But with the help of the powerful divine power of the two priests, it was finally sealed by a small rune.

The goddess of agriculture heaved a sigh of relief and felt a little relieved.

It's finally done, so I can leave here now.

"Well done, this trip is a success."

"If you want to stay here a little longer, we can go to the east."

"It is said that there are traces left by a foreign god king there... Have you heard of him?"

Of course I've heard of Odin, one of the few foreign gods mentioned by Zeus.

She opened her mouth slightly and was about to respond, but the Goddess of Agriculture suddenly felt a surge of energy.

The priesthood leaped, as if influenced by an alien origin, causing her to be dazed for a moment.

After a while, when she came to her senses and turned around, the original wooden house was gone, and the bodies of the elves around it were blown away by the wind like sand, burying their smiles along with them.

Not far away, Theia opened a passage.

Familiar laws were transmitted over, and it turned out that the opposite side was exactly the edge of Chaos' starry sky.

"Go back, and try not to move around too much."

"Now that you have accomplished your goal, there is no need to stay here any longer."

With a serious look, Theia said slowly:

"Perhaps I came too hastily. Although we didn't encounter any danger, I always felt that danger was always around us."

"Fortunately, this is Chaos, and we are the true gods of Chaos."

"As long as you are careful enough, nothing serious will happen."

He reached out and pulled Demeter over, and in one step, the two of them once again passed through the dazzling light curtain that they had come from.

It was not until Chaos's law surrounded her again and she felt an incomparable sense of security that Theia's expression returned to normal.

"Okay, that's the end... Um, is there anything else?"

"……nothing."

Looking at the puzzled Goddess of Light, Demeter forced a smile:

"We just came back like this... Why didn't we stay in Alfheim longer?"

"Try not to be greedy in unfamiliar territory. We have already gotten enough."

Shaking her head slightly, Theia explained:

"Like I said, it gave me a bad feeling there."

"Even if you want to stay, I will take you out."

"……I see."

Feeling a little chill in her heart, she took two steps subconsciously, but as if she remembered something, the Goddess of Agriculture asked again:

"...Oh yeah, I almost forgot to ask."

"As the target of our trip, how much do you know about the past of the god Frey?"

"Not much. Most of it was told to me by the person who gave me the 'key'."

Shaking her head slightly, Thea didn't hide anything.

"After all, you also know that the God King of Asgard should know more about the foreign land called 'Nine Realms'."