I’ll Just Be Friends With My Ex-Husband - Chapter 70-2

Underneath the black book lay a thin fairy tale book. It had already confirmed it anyway. Gerald knew better than anyone what the book was about and what it was talking about.

It was a book that raised questions about White Uroboros and Black Uroboros.

-History is the exclusive property of winners.

It was a phrase written on the first page. Whoever wins, gets to write the history. But that didn’t mean what was written was always the truth.

[Do you think this book will work?]

“I’m going to deal with everything at a social gathering. For me, it’s enough to start off with just a light topic while being in the ladies’ gathering.”

[That’s not what I want.]

“I know.” Gerald nodded.

[People’s trust gives strength to those who are like me and my brother. The more people talk about me, the stronger my power becomes. There should be more people who will believe in me. Only then can I destroy my brother.]

“I know. Soon a new religion will be created.”

One religion is supposed to be widespread among people. Candiduman, who believed in White Uroboros, was recognized as a state religion.

But White Uroboros was preparing to bring together those suspicious of him and create a new religion, the ‘Nigrum.’

In order to do so, it was necessary for him to take the lead and act as the first one to tell people about it. Under the Bishop, there must be several people who trust and follow the White Uroburos blindly.

Gerald had already saved those who will play the role. He had only been waiting for the right time for the last few months. He did everything he could while preparing the book.

[Religion?]

“I need your help with that, Uroboros. People believe in miracles.”

The chess game was set and he was ready to play.

Gerald focused on the fact that the White Uroboros were people who had no ability. They were treated just because they were people who believed blindly.

[It’s a miracle]

“You can lend me your strength. Save the people who are sick…. I’m going to create a new belief that relieves people’s pain.”

[Even if it’s me, a god, I can’t save those who are already dead.]

“I don’t want that. What I want is for you to heal a child’s illness and cure a person who can’t walk to get up and move. Is that possible?”

[Everything is possible except for the impossible.]

That’s enough. It was clear that the congregation would soar if Gerald chose the right pawns so that the Black Uroburos could perform miracles.

“Then we’re all ready.”

Gerald put the book back on the desk. Gerald’s blue eyes sank as deep as the deep sea.

It’ll be really dangerous if you fail.

It was clear that Gerald, as well as those involved, would be condemned if he fails. Candidum believers have never forgiven those who refute them.

They were taken back to the temple in the name of being civilized people. So he must move cautiously. So that he can penetrate and spread news without anyone noticing.

* * *

Four days later, surprising news hit the people of the country. It was the first time that something unexplainable had a name in the newspaper.

‘It’s not White Uroboros who will save us. The Black Uroboros perform miracles.’

The title was published like that in the most accessible newspapers.

[Mr. Murray had a wagon accident and had his left leg amputated late last year. Testimony against him could be secured from those around him.

The shopkeeper of the fruit store and coffee house where Murray used to go often said that Murray could always walk only with someone’s help.

But last night. A miracle happened. Mr. Murray was able to stand alone on two legs. It was the black Uroboros who gave Mr. Murray a miracle.

It was said that he received miraculous powers from the Black Uroboros.

The Black Uroboros, who appeared in past myths, was the main character. It is said that the black god, who was known to have been lost in the war against the White Uroboros, is alive.

The Black Uroburos who allowed Mr. Murray to walk talked about a new religion called ‘Nigrum’.

He’s not a fake god. Isn’t it time to reveal the true god who had been helping the people? Miracles have always been with us.’

What is he trying to say?]

Gerald checked the newspaper and smirked. The miracle had to be spread out like this, as he intended.