The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

"Now, Alice Margotroyd."

With a hint of whim, Yakumo Purple looked at the young magician beside her playfully.

"Do you know the origin of the myth?"

"myth?"

Alice raised an eyebrow.

"Isn't that something that the gods use to satisfy themselves? Who else would do such a boring thing besides themselves?"

"No, you are wrong."

The smile on the corner of Yakumo Zi's mouth grew stronger.

“Myths are written by humans, that is to say, the history of gods is created by humans.”

"ah?"

This exaggerated, even ridiculous answer came from Yakumo Murasaki's mouth, which made Alice stunned for a while.

"Are you joking?"

For this answer, Alice does not believe it 100%. After all, no matter how weak the system of gods is in her opinion, it is still a god, and it is also a god who once looked down on the common people from above.

Now Murasaki Yakumo actually said some ridiculous theory like "the history of gods was created by humans" haha.

This is not because Alice has any prejudice against human beings, but the fact is that the human beings that exist at the bottom of the pyramid do not need her to have any prejudice at all. Their weakness is obvious to all.

But, to say that Yakumo Zi was lying to her? It doesn't seem necessary

"Don't you believe it? That's right. You who haven't experienced that era are right to think so, but unfortunately -"

Yakumo's purple eyes narrowed slightly, and his pupils were filled with seriousness.

"This is the fact. There is absolutely nothing wrong with the fact that 'the history of gods is created by humans'. Whether it is the gods born on the basis of mythology or the gods condensed by the power of faith, they are all created by humans in essence. 'from."

".All right."

Shrugging, Alice expressed that she was unwilling to argue with Yakumo Murasaki on this issue.

"But even so, so what? Rather, if this is really the case, shouldn't the so-called gods be weaker?"

"Listen to us."

After suppressing Alice's objection, Yakumo Murasaki continued:

"Myths are written by humans, that is, the history of gods is created by humans, so have you ever thought about why the weakest humans create the most powerful gods? Who gave them the power, or the right to do so ?”

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Alice was silent. This question was not something she could answer. After all, all the arguments had to be considered from the premise given by Yakumo Zi-"Gods were created by humans", but in this case, the order would be contradictory.

If Yakumo Shiren created the gods, then where did humans come from? You must know that in mythology, gods created humans.

".I have no idea."

Shaking her head honestly, Alice returned the question to Yakumo Murasaki.

"Then tell me, who gave humans the right to create gods?"

"It's a god."

".ah?"

"I say that the being who gives man the right to create a god is the god himself."

Talking about contradictory theories, looking at Alice's little face full of doubts and surprises, Yakumo Purple's eyes gradually drifted away along the cracks in the gap.

"Everything has a source, just like to build a house, you must have wood as a frame, to light a fire, you must have fuel as a fuel, to write a myth, you must also have a 'source' s story'."

"But didn't you just say that"

"Yes, there is nothing wrong with 'Gods were created by humans', but at the same time, there is nothing wrong with 'Gods gave humans the right to create them'. The only problem is that these two sentences are not complete."

Yakumo Purple's eyes were locked on Yashi Eirin, and her tone turned cold unconsciously.

"The correct statement should be 'most of the gods are created by human beings', and it is the 'other part of gods' who are not included in this list that give them the right to create gods."

"So, what do you mean?"

Alice's little face suddenly turned pale as she gradually understood the meaning of Yakumo Shiro's words, and her eyes looking towards Yashi Eirin outside the gap became frightened.

"The gods as the 'origin' are different from the created gods. She possesses powerful power. The power of faith is just a foil to her, and myths and legends are also playthings to her."

Obviously in the gap where there is no concept of temperature, Alice felt the coldness of falling into an ice cave. Zi Yakumo's words seemed to be sucking her life, making her little face turn pale.

"Even if no one knows her existence, she is still a high god. Even if no one gives her faith, she can still surpass all gods."

"So, Yayi Yonglin, she is."

"That's right."

With words that contained coldness and cruelty, Yakumo Murasaki said word by word:

"Bayi Yonglin, she is the pinnacle of a myth."

"Then, I really can't win."

Yakumo Murasaki's words echoed in Alice's ears like a death sentence, causing her to fall into a long silence unconsciously.

"What will happen to Marisa and the others when faced with such a guy?"

"Who knows."

Tilting her head carelessly, Yakumo Purple suddenly changed into a brisk tone:

"From our point of view, Yayi Yonglin doesn't seem to have serious plans, and now, I'm more curious about the relationship between her and Takeya."

"That means Marisa and the others are safe now, right?"

Alice asked anxiously.

"It's not right no matter what."

With a playful wink at Alice, Yakumo Murasaki pointed to the intensifying fighting situation outside.

"It seems that because of Takeya, that guy seems to be a little serious. It won't be good if this continues."

"What will happen!"

"The worst-case scenario is that there will be casualties."

Yakumo Murasaki spoke the cruel reality without caring.

"Reimu has the support of the entire Gensokyo behind her. Even if she can't defeat Yayi Yonglin, the other party can't do anything to her. As for Takeya, he can't die anyway. If there is a problem, it is that Are you a magician?"

"how come."

Unable to accept the reality for a while, Alice forced herself to hold on to her shaky body.

"Even if Reimu, the Hakurei miko, is here, can't Marisa be protected?"

"So it's the worst case scenario."

"Then let me go out and help!"

"This is not okay, we will be exposed."

"Then go and help!!"

Roaring and clutching Yakumo Zi's collar, Alice, who had obviously lost her strength, relied on her frail body to meet Yakumo Zi's eyes threateningly with a burst of anger.

"If it were you, even if you couldn't win, you could still save Marisa!"

"Yes, if it were us, this little thing wouldn't be a big deal, but -"

Naughty eyes that curve like crescent moons, cruel? crazy? fear? Cold-blooded? Yakumo Murasaki, who smiled like a child, said with the sweet curve of her mouth:

"We refuse."