Chapter 1252 - 615: God of Tears

His observational skills far surpassed the ordinary. Added to this was his intent to understand the general cause and effect of the conflict between the two parties, so Xia Nan had been lurking for a while in the shadows at the entrance of the alley.

Therefore, it can be said that he saw the whole process of Wensar being threatened by the thugs.

In Xia Nan’s eyes, although the young man never responded to the insults and threats of the thugs and the dagger he held never moved or swung.

But he was not entirely a coward.

When the thugs verbally threatened his family, Xia Nan could see a glaring anger in Wensar’s eyes.

Under normal circumstances, with the level of anger that erupted in that instant, it would have been more than enough for a normal person to stand up and resist.

But following that burst, the brief flame of rage in Wensar’s eyes was quickly overshadowed by a gloomy and negative emotion.

Xia Nan did not know the reason but guessed it might relate to what the thugs mentioned during their threats, "you’re all alone now."

This was precisely why he asked after helping to solve Wensar’s troubles.

After all, those thugs said right to his face they would cripple him and send him to the mines, and he seemed so despondent unless he was actively seeking death there was no reason not to resist.

Meanwhile, facing Xia Nan’s inquiry.

The young Wensar first hesitated.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but a colorless pale appeared on his face at a visibly rapid speed.

Urgh—

Kneeling on the ground, he began to dry heave in a very wretched manner.

No matter how you looked at it, he was, at his core, just an ordinary fisherman living in a port town since childhood, never having been to the battlefield or experienced killing.

Even if his mental resilience was decent, being able to somewhat adapt to a slightly brutal scene.

But witnessing firsthand the five humans who were alive just moments ago standing before him being slaughtered like livestock in just seconds, with their entrails, flesh, and blood scattered everywhere.

Even if his heart surged with delight, the impact of such a scene was still too great.

He continued to retch for quite a while, finally managing to gasp for breath and calm down somewhat.

He raised a sleeve to wipe the drool from the corner of his mouth.

Wensar used the wall to support himself as he stood up with difficulty.

Then he bowed to Xia Nan in gratitude:

"Thank you for lending a helping hand, Mr. Xia Nan."

Afterward, he responded to Xia Nan’s earlier inquiry.

The young man’s fingers naturally came together, his hands raised, crossed tightly before his chest with the wrists overlapping, forming an uncommon religious gesture.

His head bowed slightly, his eyelids half-closed, he spoke devoutly:

"The merciful Lord of Shattering teaches us to endure suffering, guiding me to learn patience."

Upon hearing this, Xia Nan, although he said nothing on the surface, secretly curled his mouth.

Thanks to his diligent study of Transcendent knowledge over the past two years, he had acquired a certain level of understanding of the various Divine systems of the world, and most of the Divine with significant influence on the Aifala Continent.

Even his understanding of the Divine themselves surpassed that of some seemingly devout civilian believers due to his channels as a professional adventurer.

The "Lord of Shattering" Wensar spoke of was likely the one who presides over "suffering," "perseverance," and "martyrdom"—the God of Tears, the Great Being on the Execution Platform—Ilmet.

If one were to crudely subdivide by alignment, this Divine belongs to Lawful Good, a completely Kind God.

The priests in His Church are often kind and empathetic, committed to sharing the pain, providing aid, and guidance to those in suffering, thus enjoying high esteem particularly among the impoverished and destitute.

But!

Although not considered high-ranking within the world’s Divine systems, Ilmet is still a True God with a sizeable Church and numerous followers in the Material Realm.

If His sole purpose was to guide the faithful to endure suffering, how could His Church survive on this continent inundated with a multitude of beliefs, let alone expand?

According to the information Xia Nan had previously gathered, Ilmet’s teachings not only include sharing the pain, providing healing and aid, but also a significant portion that guides believers to resist injustice and oppression, encouraging them to fight against tyranny and violence.

Under these circumstances, Wensar’s seemingly patient behavior clearly does not align with the teachings of the God of Tears.

"Your Lord likely does not wish to see His followers suffer in vain."

Xia Nan subtly reminded him.

In response, Wensar’s demeanor appeared somewhat ambiguous, even seeming somewhat "self-deceiving" to Xia Nan.

It was unclear whether he truly did not know Ilmet’s teachings or was merely placing his remaining faith into the part that concerned suffering.

The young man lowered his hands, turning the topic with a vulnerability that one would hesitate to break.

Sincerely and with concern, he cautioned:

"Mr. Xia Nan, behind these few men is the renowned Pirate Adventurer ’York Shaw’ near Salt Rock Port, who years ago was already a professional adventurer."

"I swear by my faith in the Lord of Shattering, I will never speak a word of what happened today to anyone, even if the cost is death."

"But for someone as significant as him, he might have some special method to track his targets."