Kieran raised a puzzled brow when he saw the wet note even after wiping it.
He looked up at Gluttony, who looked guilty and anxious. Kieran didn't say anything in the end. Of course, he didn't take the note either. He let Gluttony hold it while he looked down at it.
There weren't any long and complicated words on the note.
In fact, there were only two words on it: Apotheosized.
"Apotheosized?
I see! "
Kieran's furrowed brows loosened up.
He never understood how the Devourer came into being. According to Naveya's History, when Naveya was built, the Devourer was sealed away by Hero Algor.
In simple words, if the seal wasn't broken, the Devourer wouldn't be able to appear.
Other than the so-called followers, no one in Naveya had a reason to break the seal, but when Kieran saw the word Apotheosized, he suddenly realized the reason was sufficient.
Only mortals could be apotheosized.
Which mortal didn't wish to become a God?
Especially those who stayed in the temple for a long time, witnessing the glory of the Gods. Once they had the chance to become a God, they would never give it up.
Even if they had to betray the Gods they worshipped, they wouldn't hesitate!
"That's why something like that happened in Hunter Temple.
It wasn't the Hunter but his followers … "
Kieran was deep in thought, but he soon frowned again.
This was because he recalled what the God of Knowledge had said when they first met: "History has been hidden by cunning hunters."
The Hunter was a Hunter by birth, and he became a God after apotheosized.
It was natural that the believers under his command were also highly skilled Hunters!
Coincidentally, the believers under his command might have betrayed him.
"Is it related to them?"
Kieran unconsciously thought of Archpriest Krecko and Horasu from Hunter Temple.
If it was really those two who did it, Kieran had to praise them for their outstanding work.
Not only did Hunter lose contact, but the other Gods of Naveya were also implicated.
On top of that, they brought enough Naveya survivors back to a certain Hunter's Hidden Temple in the south.
At least, that was how it looked on the surface.
As for what was the truth?
Kieran couldn't be sure.
Because … the God of Thunder!
The God of Thunder who had disappeared throughout the entire incident!
When the Devourer appeared, he vanished. When the Devourer was accidentally maimed, he didn't show up either. It was only recently that a believer of his appeared, and he was involved with the plague.
He had no idea what the other party was trying to do.
"What is your purpose?"
Unconsciously, Kieran's fingers lightly tapped on the wooden table beside him again.
This was his habit when he was thinking.
Gluttony, who admitted his mistake from the start, looked at Kieran carefully. When he realized Kieran wasn't angry, Gluttony wisely walked towards the shadow in the corner.
Of course, Gluttony placed the piece of paper on the table softly.
Time passed minute by minute.
Soon, when the sun rose, concentrated gallops sounded outside Gordor Land. Kieran heaved a long breath and stood up from his chair.
He couldn't stay here any longer.
However, it didn't mean he would really leave.
When Kieran saw Pride walk out from the shadows, he said with a smile, "I'll have to trouble you for the next period of time."
"Leave it to me!"
Pride nodded slightly.
Then, Kieran stepped back and vanished into the shadows. Pride pushed the door open and walked out.
Mizelle, who had been waiting in front of the door, saw Pride and bowed in a cooperative manner.
"Your Majesty!"
Mizelle greeted respectfully.
Dong!
The black riders behind Mizelle raised their swords and tapped on their breastplates, chanting loudly in unison.
"Your Majesty!"
The voice sounded like a tidal wave, causing the people who had been watching the riders to turn pale.
The people in Yort Fields, especially in Gordor Land, had never seen such elite riders before. Luphus, who stood beside the crowd, furrowed his brows tightly.
The riders before him reminded him of some rumors.
"Is it 'them'?
"Impossible!"
How could the fiercest bandits in Smochker Hills be under His Majesty's command? "
When the unreliable thoughts popped up in his mind, Luphus shook his head and discarded them from his mind. Then, Luphus saw 'Kieran' walking towards him. Although he had a different feeling, he knew he shouldn't ask what he shouldn't, so he opened the wagon door.
The black riders surrounded the wagon and slowly left Gordor Land.
Just as the group was about to leave Gordor Land …
"Your Majesty Ryan, thank you for everything you've done for us!
We will never forget you! "
Voices of gratitude came from the entrance of the town.
There were elderly scholars, strong men with harps on their backs, young ladies in beautiful clothes, and ignorant but innocent children.
They gathered together, shouting and saluting loudly.
The group didn't stop moving forward.
The people in the town watched them quietly.
It was normal in their eyes.
After all, His Majesty was a demi-god.
Gods were arrogant, they didn't belong to the mortal world.
Even a demi-god.
However, some of the children showed disappointment in their eyes.
They clearly remembered a few days ago when the figure walked beside them with a smile, dispelling the plague.
The group continued forward and soon, they were about to disappear from the people's sight.
Right at that moment, a soft white brilliance shone from every corner of the town. It was warm and comfortable.
Cheers sounded from the children's mouths right away.
They were naive enough to think that this was the best.
Yes.
It should be the best.
Bathing in the brilliance, even the elderly scholars felt a sense of vitality that they hadn't felt for a long time.
They exclaimed over the kindness of His Majesty.
Likewise, they wouldn't ignore the kindness either.
One after another, they saluted the group further away.
"May you shine like the stars in the sky, never fading."
"May you shine like the light of dawn, illuminating the world."
"May you shine like the afternoon breeze, illuminating the mortal world."
…
The blessings echoed in his ears. He felt the flame in his mind jump a few more times. Standing in the shadows, Kieran couldn't help but curl his lips into a grin.
His efforts weren't wasted. He quickly set up [Seal of Dawn].
He turned around to Gluttony, who also helped out a moment ago.
"That smell, can you still find it?"
Kieran asked.
"Yes!"
Gluttony nodded firmly.
The smile on Kieran's face grew brighter.
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