LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 666
Chapter: 666
The Apostle of Authority, Zaraks, stood atop a hill blanketed in snow, gazing down.
The black pit that signaled the emergence of a large dungeon was so deep that its end was nowhere in sight.
The Apostle of the Lord Jushin had reportedly jumped in there to defeat the enemies before the dungeon was even completed.
Truly brave, indeed. Anyone who saw that sight would surely tremble in fear.
“How’s the situation?”
His friend Kyle appeared, making pitter-patter sounds as he approached.
“For now, it’s no different from what I heard through the crystal orb.”
“I hope there are no unexpected variables.”
“That’s what the Lord Jushin said, right? We just need to trust and wait.”
The plans devised by the Lord Jushin had so far yielded magnificent results.
The numerous monsters that rampaged through the land during the Age of Myth vanished without leaving a meaningful trace.
Considering how Lord Erginius often says, “You should have been our leader,” there is no doubt about his profound wisdom.
Of course, there were not no sacrifices at all. Dealing with the remnants of the Mythical Age isn’t easy.
However, no one disagreed that this was the best course of action.
No one, not even a single person, could devise a plan more perfect than that of the Lord Jushin.
How could they?
How could anyone compare to the wisdom of someone who returns after seeing countless futures and chooses the best option?
“If the Apostle sent his friend here, it feels kind of ominous.”
“…True.”
Currently, near the combat unit, Frey Kent, Lucy’s friend, was waiting.
The young girl, who was a strong candidate for the next Sword Saint and had shown interest from the God of Martial Arts, sat in a corner, fiddling with the hilt of her sword, saying nothing to anyone.
“But what can we do? If the Apostle has something in mind, we just need to do our best from our end.”
“Hmm. That’s pretty diligent for you.”
“Shut up. What about everyone else?”
“They’re quite good. The entry team is full of energy thanks to various blessings, and those left on the ground to face the monsters have determination in their eyes.”
They weren’t just fighting monsters.
They were participating in a grand endeavor to save the world.
Given every man’s dream of becoming a hero, how could one show cowardly behavior?
What’s more, the fact that someone remembers the names of those who should be forgotten gives them a push.
The Apostle of the Lord Jushin, despite his outward demeanor, is delicate and kind-hearted.
That’s why, even for the minor damages that many consider insignificant, he doesn’t brush them aside but remembers each name and offers prayers to heaven.
Wouldn’t he joke that if he knew it would turn out like this, he would have rather died instead of that guy?
Watching his actions, one wonders how such a person could survive publicly in this world.
Even if he’s a promising leaf, he’s still human.
The superficial gazes and accusations from others must have been painful, yet he endured everything and stood here.
If Zaraks himself hadn’t seen Lucy’s will in the arena or heard about his curse before the conversation between the Apostles, he would surely have harbored preconceived notions.
“Thank goodness he’s finally getting repayment, even if it’s late.”
“Is it about the Lord Jushin? Hahaha. I heard he hates being praised.”
“That’s better. It’s more preferable than passively enduring accusations.”
“…Just asking, but are you really into that type?”
“Wanna get killed?”
Zaraks shot a glare, and Kyle spread his arms wide.
“Just kidding.”
“If you say another nonsense, I’ll break one of your limbs.”
“Whoa, what a terrifying threat.”
While the two were joking around and easing their tension, a sinister energy was felt from behind.
The aura of a being that should not exist in this world. Related to the Evil God.
“Are there people here!?”
“Damn it. Have I been too relaxed!?”
The two, racing frantically, quickened their pace upon hearing the distant screams.
Suppressing their heaving breaths, what they found upon reaching the gathering place was not the death of a comrade.
They weren’t people barely holding on or warriors fiercely pushing back against the enemies.
No, there was just one person. Just one single girl, not yet an adult, standing before all the slain enemies.
“Is this all you’ve got?”
Frey Kent, waving her sword nonchalantly held in one hand, questioned the sprawled enemies.
At least one of them had lost a limb, and many bore wounds that would lead to instant death. Yet the assailants got up as if it were completely natural.
Those who know not of death. Beings without an end.
The authority of Evil God Agra.
“So, you’re alone, kid.”
“How long can you hold out?”
“That you’re reduced to this.”
“Guh! Hugh. Arc!”
“Ha. This idiot is…”
“Answer me. This is really all you’ve got?”
At Frey’s provocation, the man at the front charged forward.
Though forgotten now, this man was once called a hero.
He was also a protagonist of tales that still circulate.
In the end, he swung his sword to erase his end, fighting for an entire nation until he lost everything.
“How lame.”
However, the sword of the forgotten hero shattered too easily before the genius.
The sword split in half, and the hero’s head flew into the void.
That was the end.
The hero, who had forgotten about death, finally faced it.
“Don’t you have anything to show?”
No reply came.
“Well then, let’s have you die as well.”
“Fuck! Attack! Now!”
Seeing the Evil God’s followers charge, Zaraks and Kyle finally snapped back to their senses and rushed to assist Frey.
The fight was utterly one-sided.
It wasn’t just Frey being the irregular.
From the very start, there was no contest between those who feared death and those who had already resolved to die.
Thus, after the fight concluded without a single casualty, Zaraks and the others tried to thank Frey, but she returned to her corner without a word.
“Are you embarrassed?”
Thinking that the Apostle might have been awkward with praise, Kyle cautiously approached, only to flinch back upon seeing Frey slightly unsheathe her sword.
“Don’t bother me, you trash.”
Feeling as if he would be sliced if he bothered her more, the others also gave up on approaching Frey.
Ignoring Frey’s presence, they were preparing to conquer the large dungeon when suddenly, they felt a ripple of magical energy above them.
Zaraks and Kyle, catching on, got ready just in case, but seeing who appeared right above them, they froze.
“Kyaaah!”
“An idiot brings about an incurable disease.”
Landing quickly, Lucy effortlessly caught Joy waving her arms mid-air.
“Wow, you’re heavy. Have you gained weight?”
“I haven’t! I barely eat because of my magic research!”
“That’s strange. Then why do you feel heavier? Everything else seems the same.”
“I’m telling you, I haven’t!”
Struggling to free herself from Lucy’s grasp, Joy felt the suddenly intense gazes on her and hurriedly pulled out her fan.
With a swish, her fan opened dramatically, revealing her flushed ears.
“Lucy!”
Frey dashed toward Lucy with all her might. At that moment, it was no longer a friendly greeting but a living projectile.
Seeing this, Lucy blinked in surprise before hurriedly channeling her divine power.
“I took them all down! Did I do well?”
Receiving Frey with a heavy thud, Lucy was about to say something, but seeing Frey look like a puppy seeking praise, she sighed and pinched her cheek instead.
“Euh. Euhhh.”
Even as her cheeks stretched like rubber bands, a smile remained on Frey’s face.
Those who had witnessed Frey’s cruel demeanor and cold attitude felt bewildered by her innocent face that matched her age.
Is this the same person who looked down on others like the swordsman?
*
Upon confirming the bodies of the enemies surrounding them, I instinctively suppressed the rising feeling of disgust and steadied my mind.
I thought it was about time for the Pope to get impatient.
So, I was glad I sent Frey in as a contingency.
If it weren’t for her, who slices away the powers granted to others, there would have been considerable sacrifices.
Thinking about this, I realized that Frey is truly a strange one.
To reach such a level just because she was unhappy being manipulated by the Pope last time shows that geniuses are indeed geniuses.
Now, comparing her to Arthur is pointless.
Poor Arthur. He can’t even play with the girl he’s interested in anymore.
Thinking of you having to bear sloppy remarks from both sides, I don’t feel any sympathy…
In fact, just picturing that dude stewing in frustration makes me want to laugh.
Maybe I’ll drop by the capital after this is over.
“Apostle of the Lord Jushin.”
Ugh. Isn’t that the guy who kicked my groin last time?
Why is that person, who used to disregard me, suddenly acting all polite now?
Could it be that he realized he has a hidden preference after getting hit that time?!
“What brings you here?”
As I felt the chill of the excessive respect, I was about to let a curse slip when Joy stepped forward in front of me.
“From now on, the dungeon will be conquered by the Apostle of the Lord Jushin. Please handle the monsters that will spill out from outside the dungeon.”
“Joy. You shouldn’t speak so politely; it’ll only lead to complaints.”
You guys are so sloppy that I can’t even bear to watch! Just tell them to get lost!
“Understood. I will do my best to fulfill my role.”
Are you not going to do it?
Why aren’t you?
You’re being disregarded!
You should at least show some annoyance!
Even if you respect me, you can still stubbornly insist on coming along!
Why are you giving up so easily?
Damn you lot!
Ahh, this is truly infuriating.
Once this is all over, I’ll definitely get those guys to spit out some curses.
For sure.