Translator: Wan ED/PR: Fan
“Please extend Your arm.”
At Eol’s request, Lucion confidently extended his arm.
At that confidence, Eol licked his lips.
Because of the emperor’s pressure, telling him to examine him without messing up the declaration ceremony and the burden of fighting the warlock, Eol’s fingers trembled.
“Son of Light. It will be painful, but I hope You won’t resist the Light.”
Eol adjusted his breath a few times, while dispelling his burden, and then spoke.
It was nonsense, but Lucion replied.
“I understand.”
After Eol took a deep breath, he put his hand on Lucion’s wrist.
He just raised his hand, but the attention of all nobles and priests sitting there poured towards him.
The emperor was openly staring because he was close, and the princes and princesses glanced at him, while pretending not to for the sake of their appearances.
When everyone held their breaths, Light gushed from Eol’s hand.
‘… Wow.’
Lucion was slightly surprised.
The emperor told him to do it moderately, and Russell told him that a little bit of Light will enter, so he thought it would be at best the muscle pain he felt when eating latchou.
But he was wrong.
The throbbing pain, crawling like a tortoise, was moving through his veins.
[It’s painful, but force yourself to try to not resist, Lucion.]
Lucion tried hard to relax his body according to Russell’s words.
But when the throbbing pain gradually grew stronger, like someone pressing fingernails into his skin, he couldn’t stop groans from coming out.
The places where the Light already passed burned, as if touched by fire, and even his legs trembled by themselves.
“How long will it take?”
Carson urgently asked.
However, Eol couldn’t respond.
Now, if he lost his concentration, the balance of Light would be broken.
When using Light to identify whether one is a warlock or not, one had to examine the whole body.
It was because the crafty warlocks could use various methods like gathering the Darkness in a corner of their bodies to avoid the priests’ examinations.
With all the experience he had accumulated until now, Eol was moving the light as carefully and as quickly as possible.
‘It’s clean.’
The more Eol examined Lucion’s body, the more he realized it was a body that didn’t manifest Darkness, Light or even mana.
If there was mana, the moment it was touched by Light, it would shake like a wave, and if there was Darkness, it would tremble from pain, and then prepare to attack the Light.
‘… I was wrong.’
Eol looked at Lucion, who was suffering from pain.
‘It’s not that person.’
Just when he was withdrawing the Light, Eol paused for a moment.
‘… What?’
The amount of Light was different from the amount that first entered.
It was as if he resisted the Light.
However, it wasn’t the time to think any longer.
Lucion’s face turned pale, as if he was about to vomit blood at any moment, and his hands were trembling greatly.
Eol urgently let go of his hand.
“The check is finished.”
Everyone awaited his next words, wondering what Eol would say.
“You have worked hard, son of Light.”
Eol bowed deeply, giving a proof.
Lucion was not a warlock.
In an instant, the venue became noisy.
Wasn’t it proof that Lucion, who had the divine power allergy, truly received the Divine Beast’s blessing?
“That means it’s true. The Divine Beast truly bestowed a blessing.”
“The Divine Beast chose our empire.”
However, Lucion himself accepted it quite calmly.
The red thread connecting him with Eol was cut off.
Thanks to the declaration of the Holy Nation Nevast’s high priest Eol, Lucion became a completely ordinary person on the outside.
[You’ve worked hard, Lucion.]
Russell also spoke calmly.
It was the result obtained after enduring the pain of his insides being ripped apart because of Light.
No, it was the growth of Lucion, who endured the pain every day, cultivating resistance until now.
“If you want to vomit, vomit.”
After accepting the towel handed by Carson, Lucion barely smiled.
‘… That’s the Light resistance’.
He was hit hard by Light many times, so he didn’t know, but now he realized that he had the resistance.
‘Thank You, Master-nim.’
Lucion looked at Russell.
‘Thanks, Latta.’
Then he looked at the shadow Latta was in.
Each time it was touched by the Light, it felt like the crawling of larva, and so when the Darkness was about to go wild, Russell and Latta forcibly held it back.
He wouldn’t have been able to pull it off if he was alone.
His chest bubbled.
“We will hold the declaration ceremony after a short break.”
The emperor smiled widely, while he spoke with a powerful voice.
***
While the emperor deliberately gave a long speech, and then the high priest of the empire came out and spoke like a school principal, Lucion was groaning and sitting down, as if dead.
[That bastard sent Light into every nook and cranny of your body, so you will be sick for a few days.]
When Lucion looked at his shadow, Russell spoke again.
[Latta is fine, so worry about your body. Painkillers don’t work on the power of Light.]
Lucion turned his head with difficulty, and met eyes with Hyum.
Because of Eol, his goals slightly changed, but his real goal was to figure out who were the bastards who got the information from the place under the inn, and who wrote the information related to Cronia.
Hyum nodded.
“… Lord Lucion Cronia, step forward.”
After the high priest stepped back, the emperor called Lucion.
In the place where the high priests were, now stood Beros.
Even from a distance, it was certain that he was nervous and very stiff.
“Call the Divine Beast.”
However, at the emperor’s order, he naturally called the Divine Beast, as if he was never nervous.
— I heard the entire story. Your complexion isn’t good, child following the Darkness.
The moment the Divine Beast saw Lucion, he greeted him and bowed his head, expressing joy.
At that moment, the ones gathered stirred.
The Divine Beast bowed its head?!
Only the high priests and Beros, who already saw it once, were calm.
“The Divine Beas-st…”
Eol clenched both of his fists, and unknowingly stood up.
His gaze turned to Lucion.
[That bastard is laughing, not knowing what is coming for him.]
Russell looked at Eol and giggled.
He probably had no idea that his actions were slowly digging his grave.
Eol was one of Lucion’s valuable cards.
Because he testified personally that Lucion is not a warlock, he was a card that he could use to block anything anytime someone dug into Lucion’s identity.
Because of Russell’s giggling laughter, Lucion also wanted to openly smirk, while looking at Eol.
However, Lucion bowed his head towards the Divine Beast.
“I greet the Divine Beast.”
— Nice to see you, Latta.
At the Divine Beast’s joy, Latta, who was enduring before, spoke up.
— Divine Beast unc… Heup! Can Latta talk now?
[Yeah. You can talk right now. Lucion’s check is already finished, and that punk Eol is busy pushing elbows with the other punks right now.]
— Divine Beast uncle. Look at Latta. Latta grew. Latta will quickly get bigger and become like Divine Beast uncle.
— Okay, Latta. It seems you eat a lot and sleep well, huh?
— Hihihi. Right. Latta sleeps well and eats a lot of meat, and then eats even more meat!
‘It’s really amazing.’
Lucion looked around.
Did no one beside him and Russell hear that trivial conversation between the two Divine Beasts?
Just because of the fact that the Divine Beast bowed his head, the people were busy admiring, looking like fools.
“Divine Beast-nim.”
Beros kept bowing his head to the Divine Beast.
— Why is the Divine Beast uncle still Divine Beast uncle? Lucion gave Latta the name ‘Latta’ right away.
Latta asked with a voice full of doubts.
— Beros, that child, is truly kind, but he can’t hear my words.
The Divine Beast’s gaze turned to Beros.
— It’s not only this child, none of those who have the power of Light can hear my voice.
The eyes of the Divine Beast sunk.
The Divine Beast said similar words in the past.
That the people, who had the power of Light, couldn’t hear the Divine Beast’s words.
— Why can’t they hear? That’s strange. But Lucion and Russell and Hyum hear Latta’s words well?
At Latta’s innocent question, the Divine Beast’s eyes smiled.
That smile made him look like an old man that looked at his hometown, which had become a wasteland.
“Divine Beast-nim, please prove that the Divine Beast-nim’s blessing on Lord Lucion is true.”
At Beros’ soft words, the Divine Beast nodded.
— Child following the Darkness.
— It’s Lucion. Lucion Cronia.
Latta informed him of Lucion’s name.
— Okay, Lucion.
The Divine Beast affectionately looked at the shadow Latta was in, while approaching Lucion.
For a moment, Lucion almost took a step back.
It was because he recalled the moment when he received the blessing from the Divine Beast.
— If there is a chance, won’t you also give me a name?
Lucion slightly nodded, while looking up at the Divine Beast.
— Thank you.
There was a very deep gratitude in the Divine Beast’s voice.
“Troe.”
Lucion spoke, as if to himself.
He wasn’t able to fully understand the existence of a ‘Divine Beast’ yet, but it seemed like that Divine Beasts appeared and disappeared from this world several times through the priests.
He knew how suffocating and empty it would be if he was called the ‘Divine Beast’ and not a name every time like now.
‘I know that feeling.’
Wouldn’t it be similar to when the ghost called him not by name but by swears like ‘cursed fucker’?
The meaning of a name should be important, but right now the Divine Beast needed just a name.
Lucion remembered when he first met the Divine Beast, and called the name he came up with again.
“Troe.”
When he called it out not once but twice, the Divine Beast, who was approaching him, halted.
— Troe.
Once, twice.
Each time he called it out, the Divine Beast’s face softened like that of a young child.
“Look at that. The Divine Beast is smiling.”
The people pointed their hands at Troe’s happy appearance without knowing the reason.
— That’s a good name.
The Divine Beast resumed his steps which had stopped, and touched Lucion forehead.
— It’s really a good name.
— Right. It’s a really pretty name.
Even Latta smiled brightly.
— Lucion.
The Divine Beast looked at Lucion with warm eyes.
— This place has now become a very big shield for you . I also gave you a blessing because I wanted to protect you.
Light slowly poured from Lucion’s forehead.
— However, it’s not a shield that can block everything.
The symbol of Light, the sun pattern, appeared on Lucion’s head.
— Even so, I hope this shield will become your umbrella to protect you from rain.
There was warmth in Troe’s eyes.
“Symbol of Light… the symbol of Light appeared!”
Someone shouted.
“Endless glory to the Empire and Your Majesty!”
“Blessing of the God of Light!”
“Celebration for the saint that was born!”
The people started to get enthusiastic.
The symbol of the sun on Lucion’s forehead floated through the ceiling and high into the sky.
The shouts of the populace outside the palace reached even inside the palace.
[It gives me the creeps.]
Russell rubbed his arms at this strange situation.
Today, in this place, Lucion truly became the person who received the blessing of the Divine Beast.
“Today!”
The emperor raised his voice.
“The person who received the blessing of the Divine Beast was born! We bestow the title of ‘Saint’ to Lord Lucion Cronia.”
Saint.
Wasn’t it a title that only a few among priests received?
“Long live the saint!”
The people shouted, just when the emperor finished his words.
‘… That’s not a joke.’
Lucion’s mouth automatically turned dry.
The emperor looked towards the high priest.
“Do you also allow this title?”
“Of course, Your Majesty. Rather, it would be the greatest honor.”
The high priest bowed, and the moment he straightened up, he looked at Lucion.
“Our Grand Temple also gives Lord Lucion Cronia the position of ‘honorary high priest’.”
‘Wait a moment.’
Lucion frowned slightly.
‘You said you would give me the position of honorary priest.’
As if the Grand Temple was competing with the royal family, they secretly added ‘high’ to the honorary priest.
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