Chapter 202:

“Well then, the nature of that ‘vile act’ becomes crucial. At the time, the Lighthouse Keeper Luadin gave an order to Archangel Elil. He commanded him to kill a certain woman.”

“A certain woman?”

“Just an ordinary woman.”

If she were truly ordinary, Luadin wouldn’t have ordered an Archangel to kill her.

Nimloth continued, smiling as if she enjoyed the wordplay.

“Yes, in fact, Luadin had a vision of the future in Urbansus. He foresaw the rise of a powerful nation that would hinder the grand design of the Codex of Light. Unhappy with this vision, Luadin sought to alter history. He aimed to eliminate the progenitor of this nation before she could even be born.”

In other words, Luadin ordered Elil to kill a seemingly insignificant woman for the sake of the Codex of Light’s grand design.

“Why Elil?”

“Because the woman was Elil’s wife.”

Isaac fell silent.

He realized who Nimloth was referring to as the progenitor of that powerful nation.

“She was the progenitor of a people who would be born in the future. Luadin knew that her daughter would become a deity, kill Elil, and ally with the undead to obstruct the grand design of the Codex of Light. It would be much harder to ‘correct’ this once she became a deity, so he wanted to deal with it beforehand.”

In Elil’s myth, his daughter, the dancer, was often mentioned, but his wife was rarely discussed. Being a mere human who died shortly after giving birth to the dancer, she had left no significant accomplishments.

Luadin’s decision to kill this one ordinary person was intended to eradicate the future birth of millions of new people and to prevent the foretold death of Elil by his own hands.

But this act, paradoxically, led to the birth of two new deities.

Elil defied Luadin’s order and protected his wife.

This led to the birth of his daughter, who was prophesied to kill him.

Elil’s wife died from childbirth complications, but Elil firmly declared his protection of his daughter. He vowed not to overlook Luadin’s vile act, even if it meant his own death.

Elil’s defection eventually led him to attain divinity with Calurien’s help. The faith of Elil, which did not exist in history, was born, greatly disrupting Luadin’s plan.

In the end, Luadin lost the chance to ‘correct’ history.

Now, Elil could also intervene in Urbansus.

“Of course, Luadin warned Elil. He told him he would regret his rebellion. That his daughter would kill him, his knights would be isolated, his angels would despise him, and he would be plunged into eternal self-loathing...”Ne/w novel chapters are published at novelhall.comloth murmured, her voice heavy. Yet she continued.

“Elil chose to accept all of this. He preferred to suffer rather than kill his daughter before she was born. In bearing shame and disgrace, he found courage and honor.”

Isaac remained silent.

He felt ashamed of his earlier thoughts, where he had mocked Elil as incestuous.

“So, the story about marrying his daughter is a vile lie...”

“Oh, that part is true. They were indeed a well-matched pair.”

“......”

A righteous but tragically somber incestuous relationship.

“However, the claim that Elil instigated a schism to marry his daughter is an ill-timed and malicious lie. One cannot marry an unborn daughter.”

Isaac was shocked as he learned the truth behind Elil’s schism. The “birth of a nation that would stand against the Codex of Light” clearly referred to the kingdom of Wallachia.

Elil’s wife’s daughter was to be the progenitor of that nation.

“It’s true that the Red Chalice holds significant influence... but I wouldn’t say the kingdom of Wallachia is powerful enough to threaten the Codex of Light.”

The human hunters were notorious, but their infamy stemmed from their heinous and brutal actions rather than their strength.

The nation of Wallachia wasn’t particularly strong either. It was merely the largest among the small nations in the East. Despite appearances, Elil’s kingdom was objectively more than twice as powerful as Wallachia.

“The people of Wallachia don’t seem all that strong...”

“Hm. From what I know, it’s not about the nation but about an exceptional hero born from their people who awakens the nation. Someone like Luadin or Elil, a historic hero.”

“A hero?”

Nimloth nodded.

“Yes... I think the name of the destined hero was Hesabel, wasn’t it?”

“Hesabel?”

Nimloth frowned at his words.

It seemed it was indeed Nimloth who had informed Lianne about Yulihida’s identity.

“I don’t want to touch the Sword of May’s painful wound either. But what other choice do we have?”

“How about a more... conciliatory approach?”

“Conciliatory approach?”

Isaac nodded.

“The Sword of May seems to have a ‘misunderstanding’ about Calurien. If Calurien came and explained it well, perhaps she might accept it.”

Nimloth looked at Isaac as if doubting his intelligence.

“Are you suggesting that the target of an assassin should come out and say, ‘You have misunderstood your reasons for killing me,’ to the assassin?”

“The problem is that the assassin will approach the target no matter what. And I, given my situation, cannot defy the Sword of May. So instead of constantly sending monsters to hinder us, wouldn’t it be better if Calurien stepped forward from the beginning?”

Nimloth pondered Isaac’s words.

The wise Calurien wouldn’t simply agree to such a request. However, it was inevitable that they would meet eventually.

Given that an angel from another faith was causing chaos in heaven, this issue ultimately required direct intervention by an angel.

“Very well. Let’s try it your way.”

***

[So this is the result of your persuasion?]

Isaac averted his gaze, avoiding the sight of the ten-meter-wide eye floating in the sky staring at him.

Isaac had confessed to meeting Nimloth and relayed the compromise.

Nimloth had clearly conveyed Isaac’s words to Calurien, and Calurien had taken them seriously. He had come to meet the Sword of May at sunrise.

With approximately ten thousand knights of Elil, various bizarre magical creatures, and golems with magical storms raging through their joints.

And that wasn’t all.

On the right wing of this strange army stood Nimloth, the second Archangel of Elil, and on the left wing was a knight wearing a light blue lion-shaped helmet. That lion helmet marked him as the Lion Knight, Elil’s third Archangel.

In the central rear, an old wizard hovered in the air, watching them. With his long beard, pointy hat, flowing robe, and long staff, he looked like the quintessential wizard.

This old man was surely Calurien, Elil’s first Archangel.

Facing even one Archangel was overwhelming, but three? Isaac felt at a loss for words.

It was like witnessing a hurricane, volcanic eruption, and tsunami all at once. Seeing one angel in a lifetime was enough, but Isaac had seen far too many.

‘But we have someone with the strength of an angel.’

Isaac glanced at Edelred. Edelred looked as if he was having a heart attack at the sight of so many angels, but he was still standing.

When their eyes met, Edelred cautiously spoke.

“Master, I respect you, but I do not respect you enough to think fighting three angels simultaneously is wise.”

“Very wise, Your Majesty.”

Such restraint in his personal feelings meant Elil’s future was bright.

Isaac turned his gaze to the national hero prophesied to stand against the grand design of the Codex of Light, the SSS-class vampire Hesabel. Surprisingly, Hesabel showed no sign of being intimidated or afraid. Instead, she smirked mockingly at the Archangels.

“They don’t even realize this is all a trap and a conspiracy by Lord Isaac. The people of Elil are rusted from head to toe!”

“......”

“Come on, Lord Isaac! It’s time to humiliate them!”

“......”

“Lord Isaac?”

Isaac was already running in the opposite direction, away from the approaching confrontation. The future of Wallachia seemed bleak.

–TL Notes–

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