MTLNOVEL Chapter 346 there is one Creator, the Almighty and to Him belongs all power
Emperor Oswald of the Pamir Empire nodded.
"That's true. In the north, there was a tradition of worshipping the gods of ice and fire. But once the Holy Empire branded them heresy, those old faiths were outlawed. Only ancestral spirits remain in some tribes now."
"It was the same for us," sighed King Henry III.
"We had an ancient tradition of sun worship. But it vanished as the Holy Empire spread."
Michael's voice grew firmer.
"We must revive those ancient myths. The Holy Empire preaches the existence of only one god, but the roots of this continent were never so narrow. People were forced to believe in a single deity they were not born to."
Behind him, Alfred smiled faintly, as if proud.
Unaware of this, Michael pressed on.
"Our task is simple. We must bring back the oppressed faiths, and retell the forgotten tales of the old gods stories the Holy Empire erased."
The kings fell into contemplative silence again.
"But faith isn't built on myths alone," Romano II interjected, his tone grave.
"To make a religion truly take root, you'll need an organized church, priests, and structure."
Michael shook his head.
"There is a god who has endured without a church or clergy. The goddess of death and vengeance."
All eyes turned toward him.
With that name, the mood in the hall shifted, growing even heavier.
The goddess of death and vengeance none among them were unfamiliar with that name.
Though the Holy Empire had conquered the continent through religion, there was one domain they could never reach: the executioner.
Temples dedicated to her were not scattered across the land.
Each kingdom held only one typically within its capital.
And yet, paradoxically, she was the deity most closely tied to human life.
Each time an execution was carried out, each time a vow of vengeance was made, even those who claimed no faith would speak her name.
But she never demanded worship.
She never insisted upon great temples, nor did she seek to be revered.
And yet her faith persisted.
She remained the only god the Holy Empire had never dared to label a heresy.
Drawing on that, Michael spoke slowly.
"That is the very foundation for the faith I intend to establish—a more realistic and unified belief in the one, supreme Creator."
The kings seemed puzzled, struggling to grasp his vision.For centuries, fragmented beliefs had dominated the continent, each tribe clinging to its own interpretation of divine power.Yet here he was, proposing to unify them under a single, unchallenged truth.
"Monotheism, you say…" Sigmund mused, intrigued."How exactly do you plan to construct it?"
Michael tapped his fingers lightly on the table as he spoke.
"The Holy Empire preaches the rule of one god, but their practices have drifted into mysticism and fragmented worship. Yet the truth is simpler—there is one Creator, the Almighty, who alone fashioned the heavens and the earth, and to Him belongs all power."
He produced documents gathered through the Zirak Merchant Guild, meticulously researched to demonstrate the universality of this truth.
"People already acknowledge the forces of nature, the blessings of life, and the justice of the world, but they have divided these attributes into separate deities, each worshiped in isolation. Farmers speak of the earth's bounty, soldiers swear to the strength of steel, and sailors trust the mercy of the seas, but these are merely manifestations of the One True Creator's will, not separate gods."
Michael continued, his voice firm with conviction.He had no fear of betrayal, for once the meeting ended, all present would swear an oath of the soul.
"We will unify these scattered beliefs under a single, pure faith, one that acknowledges the Almighty as the sole Creator and sustainer of all things. The foundation of this faith will be the recognition that every aspect of creation reflects His might and mercy."
It was King Leopold who posed the next question.
"Then how will you present this faith to the people?"
Michael opened the documents he had prepared and began his explanation.
"First, we must reject the notion of lesser gods entirely. Instead, we will emphasize the attributes of the One True Creator. The sun, for instance, will not be revered as a separate deity but as a sign of His power and mercy—a daily reminder of His provision and light."
He pointed to an illustration on the page—a bright sun over a lush, thriving land.
"This image represents the Creator's nurturing presence, His ability to bring life and sustain it. Just as the sun brings warmth and growth, so too does the Creator sustain all of existence."
Sigmund nodded.He recalled the past attempts to challenge the Holy Empire's dominance, but this approach felt different—more unified, more grounded.
Michael continued, his tone unwavering.
"This faith will be built on principles of righteousness, justice, and compassion, to guide the hearts and minds of the people. It will be a faith of unity and purpose, with one clear message: There is no god but the Almighty, and to Him alone belongs all praise."
Next, Michael introduced Alfred.
"This is my grandfather, Alfred von Wittelsbach. Though known as an executioner, his role has always been that of a judge, a bringer of justice—a reminder that all lives return to their Maker."
At the mention of Alfred's name, several kings straightened, their expressions turning solemn.
Noticing the reaction, Michael pressed on, ignoring their unease.
"This faith already has roots across the continent, woven into the very fabric of our laws and traditions. It is time to cast aside the old, fragmented ways and embrace the unified truth."
The monarchs exchanged glances, and King Henry III hesitated before raising his hand.
"I... I wasn't sure before, so I never gave my respects properly. It's been a long time, Judge Alfred."
Alfred accepted the greeting with a slight nod.
"Mm. It has indeed."
Though it was a brief exchange, the weight of the moment was not lost on anyone present.
Michael, too, felt a shift.His grandfather had always seemed a man of quiet authority, but now, he realized, Alfred was a living testament to the unwavering strength of their faith.