My 【Repair】Skill Became an Almighty Cheat Skill, So I Thought I’d Open Up a Weapon Shop

"By self-implication, humans created a technology that skewed capacity only to specific abilities. That's the gods. That's faith. Everything was in reverse order."

"What... that means God was made by man!?

Ezel, the brave man who rounds his eyes to surprise.

I shook my head sideways and pinched another interpretation before Ayle tried to say anything.

"You're not. This guy isn't talking about 'man physically created the existence of gods' to any degree. More fundamental..."

"Yeah, he's right"

Ayle continues to talk like a singer, with a bounced voice.

"Your bodies already have countless pseudo-magic at the time you were born into the world… the talent of 'skills' where you speak. They were no longer effective as one of them, on the contrary, because they shared a limited capacity evenly…"

That's the same reason that the survival of ancient magical civilization lost the power it created as a magical substitute.

If they are our ancestors, of course they are inherited.

"If we return the back, if we were able to create a bias in the equitable distribution, we would only be able to exercise the ability to protrude, bias and secure capacity. I don't know who first noticed, but I think it was a real big discovery."

Ayle spun a spin and a half on the spot and looked at me over his shoulder.

"The process that was necessary for that to self-imply...... intense will orientations. A strong belief that I can draw on this power."

"... but there are never many people who can show such strength of will without any help"

"The concept of pseudo-magic itself was lost in the first place, so it was a question of whether or not to be certain."

"So I needed enough 'aid' to believe. Is that what this is all about?

I'm sure that someone who first devised a system of 'gods' and 'faith', after understanding the principle of pseudo-magic by micro-magic marks, discovered that power could be harnessed by the directivity of the will.

At the time, however, man had lost the knowledge and technology that ancient civilization had built up, and he should not have been able to understand these rationales or anything else.

What percent of the entire population, even modern people, can believe in a magical crest that cannot comprehend and detect the principles by fulfilling them?

Therefore, we needed something that could be 'believed' with simple emotions, instead of reason that we could neither understand nor produce evidence.

"'If you believe in this God seriously, teach him (...) and give him (...) the power (...) of (...)

- Very easy to understand guiding goals (guidelines). I had to be impressed, too. "

Ayle turns around as he flips the hem of his skirt.

- There are countless gods and different faiths across the continent, and it is not uncommon for them to contradict each other.

Nonetheless, for some reason, only one thing is common in all faiths: "You get skills in return for your faith," and in reality, all faiths impart some skill -

While everyone in the world accepted it as a matter of course, no one came to question how such a matter of course existed, with some exceptions, starting with the Knights of Honeyscales.

If this is the answer, what a cruel and accurate answer.

"Your Majesty. This is certainly not good knowledge to spread without thought. Even though it's definitely a mayhem to just say there's no God or anything else, there may continue to be people who won't be able to acquire the skills..."

"In the worst case scenario, you can end up suspicious at the bottom of your mind, rebelling intensely and believing. If the kingdom is only to be broken again, then only the re-enactment of the demise of civilization must be prevented."

Do we care more about civilisation losing the power of skill than about kingdoms dividing?

This guy really is a big guy.

I'm sure you're not even going to stick to your own throne.

As far as I'm concerned, I don't want you to leave the line even though you're still fine.

"It's Luke. You know the goddess Iris."

Goddess Iris - As soon as I hear the name, my memory and knowledge come to mind.

"You're a god with legacies all over the world. Statues kept in the Wan Temple in Wangdu… We have also seen the Iris Crystal"

Garnett also seemed to be able to dig up his memories immediately, giving him the look of (...) and (...) if he seemed embarrassed.

I saw Iris Crystal in King's Capital shortly after I jumped into a noble night club and made my name up as a candidate for Garnet Alma Argentia's fiancée.

When I asked the Ten Thousand Temples, it was not Garnett, the son of the Argentian family, who behaved as a courtier Alma, while the two of us were touring the king's capital alone.

Perhaps Garnett thought back on the time and wondered what he looked like.

"In some areas, we also heard that the goddess Iris is supposedly a missionary god who told us that 'faith in the gods gives us strength' … That's what happened."

"At least that's what we think. The origins of neon scales were also in the investigation of the goddess."

I breathed gently and sorted through my head quickly.

If this was just what Ayle Sethroomnil was saying, I might have been able to clean it up as a big baseless paranoia.

But the fact that His Majesty, who was supposed to be communicating the Knights of the Neon Scale research results earlier than anyone else, even made him affirm rather than pinch anything in the mouth, had become more powerful support for us.

The official view of the Kingdom of Westland is not, at least, different from what Ayle said - so to speak, this was like an answer match.

It obviously weighs differently than being suddenly poked at the 'new facts' and believing them in the headless.

"... eil cessroomnil. I'm sure what you said is worth believing."

I put my hand on Garnett's shoulder and took a step forward, again at the head of the people here.

"But you and Gandalf the Demon King, didn't this just explain the (...) previous (...) suggestion (...) of the book (...) title (...)? For example, yes…"

"On the resurrection of the alphazur. It's obvious, isn't it? Otherwise, there's no way I'm going to spend this kind of effort on your behalf."

That said, the smile that Ayle floated, while being beautiful without complaint, had a chill that didn't make her feel humane.