Chapter 1915

"Wait, wait, wait..."

Sven was utterly baffled by the old beggar's words.

"What do you mean... organized by a god? A game of life and death? What is it about?"

"Sir Sven, please allow me to explain slowly. I understand your doubts, but trust me, I have no reason to deceive you.

"The God of Equilibrium, Balans, is different from the gods worshiped by the Illuminion. He doesn't care about dominance and faith; 'fairness' is his principle. He awakened a century ago and sensed an impending crisis. "To address this, he created a game. The winner can make any wish, and Balans will use it to increase his divine power."

It took Sven a while to process the old beggar's words as the information was overwhelming for him.

"So you mean... a god... is hosting a game? And granting wishes?"

"That's right. I don't know the contents of the game, but I heard it's a battle to the death. That's why I'm asking you, are you... willing to participate?"

"A wish... Any wish at all?" Sven asked, a glimmer of hope appearing in his heart.

balance between the physical world and the spiritual

his head in

do you want

beggar stroked his messy beard, smiling. "I want you to retrieve

"Your... spirit?"

tell you everything about the

mysterious old man before him, recalling his words and thinking about his sister-her dancing by the fireplace, tending to his wounds in the hospital, and... her

tightly, Sven's gaze turned resolute as the muscle in his face twitched. "Alright! I'm in! How do

"Hahaha, I knew I

pulled out a map from

go. The God of

peak of a snowy mountain in Drakonia. After confirming the location, Sven put the map away and

the old beggar

you have truly passed the test, I'll appear. Then, I'll tell you everything

care, old

gratitude, Sven

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