Only God
Chapter 147 - 126 Kagawus Doesn’t Even Know He’s the Creator_2

Chapter 147: Chapter 126 Kagawus Doesn’t Even Know He’s the Creator_2

Casas’s retort had just fallen when the priests suddenly looked at each other in dismay and then began to feel embarrassed.

Yes, according to the rules of the Temple, the Stone Slave sitting on the camel, draped in carpet, could enter the Temple.

Casas pulled on the reins, swaggering as he led the camel, and Noen, peeking through a narrow slit, caught a glimpse of the priests’ ashen faces, couldn’t help but curl the corners of his mouth and chuckled softly.

The priests watched Casas’s figure, and after exchanging glances, recalling that his father was Ajia’s Prime Minister, they could not help but sigh.

They turned their backs, deciding out of sight, out of mind.

Casas then led the camel into the Temple, and Noen lifted his head, peering through the slit, and immediately saw the towering Divine Statue of the Prophetic God Kagawus holding a scroll and a Coconut Date branch in one hand, and a spread palm in the other, cradling an Eye of Prophecy.

The Eye of Prophecy was alive, still marked with traces of blood, trembling slightly in the wind.

On the days of worship, the Temple would extract an Eye of Prophecy from the Stone Slaves. Even though the Stone Slaves’ Eyes of Prophecy could not use the power of prophecy, they could still serve as sacrificial offerings to the Prophetic God.

In addition, during major celebrations, the Temple priests would sacrifice cattle and sheep, and if Nobles committed grave sins, the priests would execute these nobles themselves, plucking out their Eyes of Prophecy as offerings to the Divine.

After all, the Three-eyed Ape People never lacked a tradition of sacrifice.

Noen gazed up at the immense statue of Kagawus as Casas slowly walked the camel, allowing the Stone Slave with ungrounded feet and unobstructed face to get closer to the Divine Statue for a clearer view.

Looking at the towering Divine Statue, the exquisite reliefs, Noen rubbed his tightly closed third eye, feeling a sense of reverence and awe rising within him.

The Three-eyed Ape People primarily worshipped Kagawus, and in the priests’ songs of praise, Kagawus was lauded as the great God, one of the creators, the maker of mankind. Relying on their reverence and faith in Kagawus, the priests continually elevated Kagawus’s status, appending titles to him, and for this, they also compiled numerous mythologies to affirm Kagawus’s exalted position among the Divine.

Recalling those myths and songs of praise, Noen wondered whether they were real or illusion. Nonetheless, the priests’ status was so exalted that he, as a Stone Slave, dared not contradict their words.

Casas faced the Divine Statue of the Prophetic God, knelt to the ground, muttering words, then gently touched the toes of the statue with the Eye of Prophecy on his forehead, repeated three times, then kissed the altar in front of the statue, and lastly, placed his offerings.

After worshiping Kagawus, he stood up and pulled the camel towards the other two Temples.

"Where to first?" Casas asked.

"Young master, let’s go to the place where the myriad of Gods are worshipped..." Noen replied, somewhat flustered.

Casas led the camel toward the hall of worship for the Gods, and Noen peered through the slit in the carpet, first noticing the various indistinct Divine Statues, barely distinguishable from one another. Amidst them was a statue holding thunder, carved better than the others, at least with a distinct face.

"Why... are they carved like this..." Noen wondered.

"Not enough craftsmen, and we rarely worship these Gods," answered Casas.

Approaching closer, Noen looked down and discovered a woman kneeling before the altar.

The woman was stunningly beautiful, with her third eye on her forehead slightly closed, and her body covered in shiny golden fur, signifying her pure Three-eyed Ape People heritage. Her exquisite robe and the dazzling necklace around her neck gave her a distinctive air.

Noen was a bit mesmerized, the woman’s regal poise captivated the child to keep staring.

The woman slowly rose and turned around, her sharp eyes catching Noen’s gaze instantly.

"Oh, a Stone Slave?" The woman spoke with mild surprise.

Startled, Noen quickly wrapped himself in the carpet.

Casas approached with the camel and gave a bow to the woman:

"Your Highness Queen Isis, the great wife blessed by Kagawus of King Oton of Ibia, I am Casas of Ibia."

Noen was stunned, the woman before him was none other than the Queen of King Oton.

"It is unusual for you to bring your servant into the Temple," Queen Isis remarked, eyeing Casas with interest.

"Sometimes, I regard Noen as a brother, nothing more," Casas clarified, understanding Queen Isis’s misconception of their relationship.

Hearing Casas’s response, Queen Isis nodded slightly, then murmured reflectively:

"Alas, my great husband has not learned this yet."

"Queen, given time, the esteemed King Oton will surely understand your toil."

Isis smiled, but she did not respond and walked straight out of the temple where the gods were worshipped.

Noen watched incredulously as the Queen’s figure departed.

Could it be that King Oton... had neglected the Queen?

To neglect one’s wife is to invite scorn.

And now, King Oton seemed to have neglected the Queen.

Noen could hardly imagine.

"Noen, do not speak of these matters," Casas warned gravely, looking at Noen,

"The Queen Isis is favored by the divine."

Noen nodded slightly; as Casas’s servant, he had naturally heard of Queen Isis’s exploits.

It is said that Queen Isis, originally the daughter of a former High Priest, was born clutching a coconut date branch, and the Eye of Prophecy on her forehead shone with a magnificent light.

Such an omen had designated her early on as the future Queen.

After viewing the temple for the worship of the gods, Casas led the camel out, taking Noen to the last temple.

That was the temple dedicated to the rational deity.

The moment the camel stepped into the temple, Noen’s face showed astonishment.

"Where is the Divine Statue...the Divine Statue?"

In his mind, not only the Prophetic God Kagawus but also the other gods had statues.

Noen looked left and right, and in the vast temple, he could not find a Divine Statue.

Could the Divine Statue have been stolen?

"There is no Divine Statue, Noen, this deity does not have one," Casas spoke.

Upon hearing this, Noen was even more astounded.

"How can there be... no Divine Statue..."

"Because... He is the legendary creator," Casas said in a low voice.

"I read in ancient texts that, in the distant ages, there was only one God in the world."

Noen, upon hearing this, saw the shock on his face not fade but instead deepen considerably.

He had only known superficially that the god the elves worshiped was the deity that gave reason to people, a supreme god, but he never thought that this divine being could be the creator.

Looking at the altar before him, Noen scrutinized the mural behind it, on which there was an old man who looked like a Prophet, pointing to the distant and lofty mountain, proclaiming the oracle from the High Mountain to the people.

For some reason, Noen’s spirit trembled slightly.

As if a bloodline connection touched his faith.

He did not realize how the sight before him subtly yet heartbreakingly altered his belief.

"But... haven’t the priests said that Kagawus is... the creator?" Noen muttered.

"I do not know, the priests always add to the glory of the great Kagawus day after day, regardless of the truth."

Casas smirked cunningly, seeing no one around, and continued:

"Perhaps,

even the great Kagawus does not know himself to be the creator."

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