Black-Haired Dad Isn’t Something You Reap - Chapter 191

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Chapter 191. How Brave to Begin Ascetic Training from the Northern Region (5)
“Mmmm, mmmm, um… again, mi, ruk, is it?”
“This is why imperial powers are like this.”
“But we’re not an imperial power!”
“That’s right, ma’am! Kisomalos doesn’t even have colonies! The Ljubljana Region was originally our land anyway!”
“I told you not to call me so casually!”
Kirke struck Kisomalos on the head repeatedly. Come to think of it, Genie Teacher also said my inability to pronounce her name properly was due to insufficient effort. I should pay more attention to this.
“Mi! Ruk! Did he descend and change the situation? Did he defeat the purely divine and purely malevolent beings? Where did that specific number come from in the first place?”
“Numbers are predetermined. They wrote that 5.67 billion years after Siddhartha’s death, Maitreya would descend.”
Is this also meta? Besides, didn’t you just say Shakyamuni Buddha? Why are you calling him Siddhartha now?
“Anyway, from here on is the part that’s secret from the Heavenly Realm.”
We swallowed hard and listened intently to Kirke’s secret story. She cleared her throat and spoke with an expression of great relief. It seemed keeping this secret had been incredibly difficult for her.
“When a deity of the Heavenly Realm reaches the apex among the highest-tier gods, they can create one rule of the Mortal Realm.”
“Ooh.”
“It doesn’t quite make sense what the benefit is, does it?”
“What, ascending to godhood only extends lifespan?!”
Now that I think about it, even gods have lifespans. So gods live long lives and make efforts to ascend in divinity just to observe us? Kisomalos’s history spans 500 years, so a high-tier god could easily live 500 years, right?
“Listen well. Humans can naturally harm other humans. Infidelity is morally perfect. If such rules of the Mortal Realm came into being, how would the world function?”
“Ah, so?”
“Because of those rules, the Mortal Realm was a complete mess in the old days, wasn’t it?”
Those who reached the apex of the highest-tier gods spoke of rules favorable to themselves or whatever they desired, and as these rules accumulated, the Mortal Realm became a living hell.
“So with the intention of making the Mortal Realm a place where people could actually live, four highest-tier gods joined hands. The elders call them the Four Great Holy Deities.”
“Ohhh.”
“Those who spread faith in the Mortal Realm, built nations, and elevated their divine status reached the apex of the highest-tier gods and created rules in sequence.”
I have a rough sense of it. That Maitreya must have been the first among the Four Great Holy Deities to create a rule.
“Maitreya established a rule that nullifies all the rules of the Mortal Realm that had accumulated until then. The Mortal Realm was cleanly reset. After that, he retired and has been cultivating himself at home for 8,000 years now. They say he’ll have something to do again in about a billion years.”
Whether he’s a homebody or not, the scale is revolutionary. The fact that he has plans for a billion years in the future is fascinating. Someone with such long-term planning would certainly wait 5.67 billion years.
“After that, Manga Jaeo established a rule recognizing only truly human people as residents of the Heavenly Realm, preventing those with complete divinity and complete malevolence from interfering in the Mortal Realm. Since I’m one-quarter human, I could squeeze my way into the Heavenly Realm.”
Hmm, I don’t quite understand this. Aren’t all those living in the Heavenly Realm gods? Only those living in the Mortal Realm are people, aren’t they?
When I said this, Choco offered her opinion, saying she’d heard something from Netcha.
“Wouldn’t that mean having similarities to those of the Mortal Realm? Netcha said you need to retain your humanity to enter the Heavenly Realm… Usually, you can’t even have a conversation with completely divine beings. Netcha said during her immortal days, she once encountered a completely divine being and complete malevolence.”
“So the Heavenly Realm also selects which gods to accept? That’s interesting.”
“Indeed. Isn’t it interesting?”
Since we were in a place where we’d learn the world’s secrets, Choco and I chattered excitedly, and Kirke cleared her throat again, asking if she could continue. Of course. We’re ready to listen.
“After that, Eleanor created a Declaration of Human Rights, written with the minimum human rights necessary for people to live while maintaining their dignity, and established it as a rule. The reason harsh slavery doesn’t occur in the Mortal Realm is thanks to this.”
Slavery? It’s mostly disappeared now, but I learned from Marshmallow that slavery existed in the old barbaric age. Slavery usually refers to those bound to masters, laboring 120 hours a week… Could there be something harsher than this?
“There’s slavery harsher than 120 hours of labor a week? Even this requires working every moment except eating and sleeping.”
“Chiron works as much as a slave, so to speak.”
“He’s not a slave but the Emperor. Responsibility comes with it, so there’s no helping it.”
As we chattered about slavery, Kirke looked at Choco and me with a tender expression. It was the gaze of a grandmother looking at young people with the thought, “These are good times.”
“Kirke, what about the last one?”
“Who is the fourth Holy Deity?”
“Heh, wait a moment. This one has quite a unique background.”
Kirke pointed toward the heavens, her gem-like eyes sparkling as she smiled knowingly.
“Oberon, granddaughter of Laplace, one of the Creator Deities who shaped the Mortal Realm.”
“What?! A Creator Deity can have a granddaughter?!”
“Was she adopted?”
So descendants of deities could ascend to the Heavenly Realm too? That’s rather fascinating.
“Oberon taught to love thy neighbor and sought to eliminate discrimination. As a result, the Mortal Realm unified its races, reduced the physical strength disparity between men and women, and gradually unified its language.”
What even is a race? From what she’s describing, it doesn’t seem to mean people of different nationalities. In any case, these metaphysical concepts make the deities’ words difficult to comprehend. When Choco and I lamented this together, Kirke chuckled with amusement.
“I didn’t understand at first why Oberon insisted on this rule, but after traveling through the Mortal Realm, I grasped it. It truly is different from the age in which we lived.”
Kirke’s expression grew wistful, like a true grandmother reminiscing. Interestingly, the Mortal Realm has four Creator Deities and four Holy Deities—the number four seems deeply connected to it. Is there a metaphysical reason for that too?
“So, if a deity reaching the pinnacle of the highest rank were to create new rules, they nip it in the bud beforehand to prevent that?”
Hmm, now that I think about it, that does seem to be the case. Since peace has finally been achieved, the elder deities must be taking precautions to prevent the Mortal Realm from reverting to its former state.
“Not entirely. There are a few others who’ve reached the pinnacle of the highest rank after the Four Holy Deities—Amori and Vija, for instance. Usually, when they gain the privilege to create rules, the elder deities go around silencing those who seem likely to spout nonsense.”
Nonsense? What does that mean?
I pondered the meaning of “nonsense” for a moment, then turned my head sharply toward Kisomalos. Choco also seemed to have an inkling, her expression growing sympathetic as she looked at him.
“Ah, Kisomalos is somewhat…”
“Hey! What about me?!”
“Well, you’d probably advocate for something like the moral permissibility of indulgence and excess…”
“How much of a scoundrel do you all think I am?!”
I mean, he’s a deity whose divine power increases through reckless behavior, so naturally his desires would be equally reckless. His divine rank being sent to the Mortal Realm, what happened to me—there were many reasons I wanted to curse Kirke. But after hearing the full story, it seemed unfair to blame her entirely.
“No, listen here! Kirke said she only silences them! In my case, trying to completely annihilate me—isn’t that too much?!”
Now that I think about it, that does have a point. Erasing even the last remaining bloodline entirely did seem excessive. With that in mind, I stared directly at Kirke, and she blinked rapidly before offering an explanation.
“No, I never intended to completely erase you. Heh, well, this is a matter of the future before I reversed time, so I should have known the details.”
It seems that killing Grandmother was part of the plan to silence Kisomalos before he became a highest-rank deity, but what came after apparently wasn’t in Kirke’s original plan. As Kirke pondered this, she said we should postpone erasing our memories for now.
“Jocasta’s Labyrinth transcends the constraints of time and space. If you recover your memories and sense of self trapped within it, everything that happened should become clear.”
But you said that’s in the Heavenly Realm, right? You’re sending Kisomalos there alone? I’m quite anxious about this…

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