Don’t tell me…

Were the remains of the divinity, the cornerstone of the Lairon Church, sleeping in the golden coffin? Theo moved forward cautiously. The closer he got, the more the light pulled down at his boundaries. This divine light that warmed the living didn’t seem like Jerem’s trap.

Once he got within a short distance of the golden coffin, Theo was able to see an unexpected sight.

“Well, there is no reason to leave the contents.”

The inside of the golden coffin was empty. The lid was already open, and there seemed to be a cavity inside that formed the shape of a two meter tall man with thin limbs. Since a typical god clan was larger than an ordinary human, this golden coffin was likely a divine relic that housed the remains of the light.

But the coffin might contain some clues. Theo carefully looked around the golden coffin and found the blurred outline of letters on the inside. The relic was at least three thousand years old, so the carved letters were worn, but Theo could still make them out. They weren’t ordinary letters. There was a sense of incongruity when he followed it with his fingers. His head tilted as he faced the unknown phrase.

What? I can’t...