ALL NOVEL Chapter 272
Two years had passed.
“Your Majesty. The scholars’ research results are out. The place we thought was the Celestial Realm turned out to be that Blue Moon over there, and what we thought was the Demon World was the Red Moon. Please review it for final confirmation.”
“…….”
Arthur Lucius Abelfia, the blonde young king, glanced over the document brought by his minister with an uninterested expression.
“Good work.”
“Yes? The confirmation is….”
“Take it with you tomorrow morning. Don’t worry about it overnight; just get some sleep.”
“But….”
“Whether it passes or not, don’t just wait around and worry; just get a good night’s sleep.”
“Ah, understood. I shall take my leave now.”
The minister hurriedly bowed and exited the king’s office.
“…Huh.”
Arthur skimmed through the content of the paper.
This was to be officially released to the world.
Not a single error was allowed.
Because this was the truth of the world.
The keystone for centuries of secrets to be revealed to the world.
“…….”
Lucius walked to the terrace and looked up at the sky.
Tonight, the night sky shone brightly, but the color of the moon was suspiciously glowing a brilliant reddish hue.
It wasn’t a blue moon.
Nor a red moon.
It was a color that seemed newly born from the two moons, a brilliant white-gold laced with a hint of red.
The color of the moon changed overnight.
Overnight, one moon was removed.
The day that the entire continent called ‘the day the sky opened.’
Two years ago.
On that day in ‘Asgard,’ the old capital of the Arpe Empire and now the capital of Abelfia, the Celestials and Demons fought intensely against each other.
The two moons collided.
Some said that the Red Moon crashed into the Blue Moon head-on.
Others claimed that the Red Moon and Blue Moon fused into a new moon.
Yet others said that the two worlds were actually the Celestial Realm and Demon World, and the two races battling in the Intermediate Realm ultimately closed the physical distance and fought until one side emerged victorious.
All of it was true.
All that content would be included in the book titled ‘The Truth of the World,’ which would be revealed tomorrow afternoon after its final review in the morning.
The remnants of the Order of the Crescent Moon Goddess claimed it was ‘nonsense,’ but how could the words of a sect that was dwindling naturally lead to its downfall be taken seriously?
The Order of the Crescent Moon Goddess had deceived the world for a very long time.
Following the revelations by the saintess and queen, Yan Diere Abelfia, the truths that the order had hidden began to emerge.
Well, there wasn’t much to it.
The Holy Sword was not the divine artifact sent down by the Moon Goddess.
That the Moon Goddess did not create the world, but rather, there were other gods besides her.
That the world ruled by the Moon Goddess was that Blue Moon hanging in the night sky, and that the divine power used by humankind was that of the Celestials.
And.
Divine power merely referred to a different kind of ‘magic’ distinct from the seven types of magical powers scattered throughout the Intermediate Realm.
The Celestials were simply using mana imbued with a blue property.
The magic used by the Demons was likewise a different kind of mana.
Only this was deeply rooted in the name ‘faith’ in the human world, allowing varied miracles to be performed through the divine power.
Divine power was also just a somewhat ordinary magical attribute.
And although the influence of the order had diminished, divine power was still being used by people.
—Ah, so that’s why His Majesty King Lucius can heal bald people!!
Even if the status of divine power has diminished, miracles via divine power were still effective.
Thinking about those things, it seemed like the Order of the Crescent Moon Goddess should still be a bit influential despite the ‘great purge’ two years ago…
—Wanna taste the Holy Sword?
—You need to experience the taste of the seven-colored rainbow Holy Sword that His Majesty possesses.
Though it wasn’t rainbow colored, King Lucius had seven Holy Swords.
As it turned out, there had never been a time when all seven Holy Swords gathered in one person.
—Lucius is a god!
—The god is Lucius, and this can be proved as humanity’s savior.
—The human Arthur has become the god Lucius. By meeting ‘her.’
In all of the continent’s history, Lucius was the only one to gather all the Holy Swords.
He could wield all the Holy Swords freely, and even control the ‘Demon God.’
It was even possible to become an existence like the Demon God himself.
Born as a human yet transformed into a god, Lucius.
Thus, people called the king of Abelfia, the human Lucius ‘Arthur.’
With the name ‘Lucius’ practically becoming the light of humanity, a savior, and even a god.
An era where the term ‘Lucius’ is revered as if it were the god of this world.
Two years have passed since that began.
“Huh.”
For two years, Lucius had skimmed every day before sleeping over the Holy Sword hanging on the wall.
The seven Holy Swords decorated on the wall were replicas.
The real ones were the rings he wore, and Lucius wore six rings.
Just one.
Among the replicas, one was ‘real.’
The Holy Sword of Light, Baekun-gong.
The Holy Sword of Light had regained some of its white color thanks to its purification, but it still couldn’t regain its original color due to contamination by divine power.
The day of salvation.
The day when the sky opened and closed.
The day Lucius descended.
The day Lucius became a god.
Known by many names.
Even for Lucius personally, two years had passed since ‘the day of the promise.’
“…Should I go.”
Before his eyes lay a mountain of paperwork.
What could the living god be expected to do with so many requests, as the whole world wanted Lucius.
From the Elven Kingdom, formed by a marriage alliance.
From the Odrone Count’s territory, the family of the queen.
Everywhere, Lucius was longed for.
Eradicating the remnants of Kimaria, tackling the New Demon King’s army, and the angels that had fled with their wings torn off.
Though the sky had closed, all the monsters that came out through the gap were hiding on the ground.
Monsters that had lost their way back were lurking in the dark, evading the gaze of the god known as Lucius.
Toward that moon they would someday return to, their homeland.
“…The moon seems brighter today.”
Could it be a lunar eclipse?
The moment Lucius felt that the moon in the sky was unusually red today.
Swish!
“…!!”
The color of Baekun-gong changed in an instant.
The blue tint that had remained from the divine power of the Moon Goddess completely vanished and reverted to its original white.
“……Let there be light!”
Lucius hurriedly grabbed Baekun-gong.
As soon as he spoke the activation phrase, Baekun-gong merged into Lucius’s hand, becoming yet another ring, and Lucius opened the terrace wide.
Stars fell from the sky.
In a comet-like red trajectory, Lucius immediately took to the skies using the power of the Holy Sword.
He regrettably didn’t know any magic.
Had he learned something like teleportation magic, it would be different, but Lucius still didn’t know much about magic.
He hadn’t even thought of learning it.
The positions of ‘court mages’ that other kingdoms had were left vacant and untouched.
But Lucius had the Holy Sword.
It was initially unnecessary.
With just one step onto the sky, he could cover kilometers, moving faster than sound riding the wind — Lucas had no need for magic.
He didn’t need it.
Until now.
Thud.
Lucius landed softly in the forest.
His breath quickened as he suddenly raised his magic, but Lucius slowly made his way into the woods, patting his chest.
Why had he come here?
He didn’t know the reason.
The flash of red trajectory from the sky had been nothing more than a momentary glimpse.
If he were to descend, there might be a more fitting place to go.
There were countless meaningful locations he didn’t know.
But Lucius first arrived at this place.
Once known as ‘Hero’s Village.’
Where the Holy Wind Sword had been sealed for 500 years.
Now a sacred ground called ‘the birthplace of the god.’
Where the village once stood was now a majestic shrine-like structure, but Lucius ran toward the woods rather than the shrine.
He scampered.
In the valley where the river flowed from the waterfall.
“I told you.”
The woman with red hair appeared, looking just the same as when she left.
“I was floating on the water out of laziness.”
The woman pointed to her feet.
Barefoot, floating on the water’s surface, she leisurely crossed the water with her arms behind her back.
“What do you think? Surprised I came earlier than expected?”
“…I expected you would come even earlier than two years.”
“Oh, really? I must have disappointed you. My apologies. The angels are indeed quite powerful.”
The woman nonchalantly shrugged her shoulders.
“It’s been a long time, Lucius. Has the world changed much?”
“I am now a king. Arthur Lucius Abelfia. I have become the king of a nation.”
“Really? Congratulations. Where’s your royal etiquette?”
“I established it where the system was located.”
“What? Hmm. It’s nice enough without Bahamut. Congratulations on becoming the king of a nation.”
The woman extended her fist forward.
“Lucius. What do you think I’ve become?”
“Do you have any scores?”
“Of course.”
“Oh, you have become a god.”
“Correct. Goddess points, 100 points.”
The woman — no, the goddess extended her fist forward.
“You’ve worked hard. Meeting the Moon Goddess was quite difficult. The archangels were blocking the way and all, phew. If you had followed me, you’d have had a real rough time.”
“……Master.”
Lucius removed all the rings he wore on his hands.
“Have you achieved your desired goal?”
“Yes. Perfectly.”
And with the goddess, the master, they bumped fists together.
“Do you have any questions? Ask away. I’ll answer anything. I really…”
“Will you still use your original name?”
“…….”
At Lucius’s words, the goddess twisted her lips.
“…Well, it’s a name I’ve used since birth, so I would still use it. How did you know?”
“It’s a 100-point question in Lucius points.”
“This is…”
The goddess attempted to kick Lucius’s leg, but Lucius took a light step forward, dodging the kick.
“Hey!”
“Guess it. How did I know your real name?”
“…Did I give you a hint?”
“Yes. You gave me a hint by mentioning your real name. And…”
Lucius scoffed lightly.
“I tend to be somewhat perceptive. Belphegor.”
“……”
The goddess’s face turned red.
As she clenched and loosened her fists, it seemed she didn’t know what to say, looking left and right.
“Um, well… don’t you care?”
“I’m not someone who was killed by Belphegor’s Demon King’s Army 500 years ago.”
Lucius teased with a relaxed smile.
“Honestly, I planned to pretend not to know until the end, but well, considering everything is already over, what does it matter?”
“…That’s true. Alright then. I’ll call you His Majesty King of Abelfia. I-”
“Lucius.”
Lucius reached out his hand.
“Please call me Lucius, Master.”
“Still a master, am I?”
“Once a master, always a master.”
Not a fist bump, but a handshake.
“I still have many things to learn. You must keep your promises.”
“Right. That’s why I came down.”
“…Speaking of which, is it okay for a god to come down like this?”
“Yeah. Because I’m a god.”
The goddess, ‘Belphegor’ squinted her eyes and grabbed Lucius’s hand.
“Then will you keep your promise as well? That’s why I came down.”
“Is there no other reason?”
“That’s basically all the reasons.”
“…Alright.”
Lucius knelt before the goddess.
“I will now show you what human happiness truly is. My goddess.”
“Good. Then… in the name of Goddess Belphegor.”
The goddess placed her hand on Lucius’s head.
“…A blessing to my beloved disciple.”
The master of the hero is the goddess. The end.