Chapter 68: Miracle

Chapter 68: Miracle

"Can I join?" Amon inquired, a smile on his face. He pointed to an empty seat at the Aucuses table. "There isn't another seat in the entire restaurant except this one." Soon after, he added.

Aucuses looked around the restaurant, which was packed and buzzing with whispers as well as conversations. All of the seats were occupied.

He did not, however, deny him. "Yes."

'There goes the rest of my alone time...' He mused, slightly frustrated. But, it vanished when he saw the outline of the magnificent city slowly emerging through the clouds. 'Backlund has arrived...'

Meanwhile, Amon sat on the chair in front of him, following his gaze to look there as well.

"I didn't expect you to come to the coronation too, Aucuses." Amon said as he adjusted his monocle, "After all, you are a god." He laughed.

Aucuses averted his gaze from the windows and turned to face the Amon, then replied flatly. "I'm not going, at least not officially."

He went on. "But, Amon, what are you doing here?"

"Did I not say it?" Despite hearing his annoyed tone, Amon replied patiently. "I am going to the coronation." He took the invitation from his pocket and shook it in front of the Aucuses.

"I was invited, even though you didn't bother to send a invitation. Alitsa Tudor, on the other hand, invited me and even made me a special guest."

For a moment, Aucuses stared silently at the Tudor family emblem on the envelope. Then, he snatched the invitation from Amon's grasp and tore it open.

He smiled, as he gave it a glance. The letter is an invitation, but it also implies Tudor's intention to win Amon over to his side and support Tudor in ruling of the empire. And Amon accepted it.

"You actually accepted this." With a chuckle, Aucuses said. "It's really surprising, that you're now willing to work for someone far weaker than you." He also returned the invention to him.

Amon was unfazed by Aucuses' previous rudeness and spoke calmly.

"You and the other gods have a wonderful vision in selecting them to be rulers. They both have a peculiar fate. It would be interesting to be a part of their journey, particularly Alitsa."

Aucuses didn't bother to inquire further. He understood exactly what Amon meant. Amon simply desires chaos, which is possible with Alitsa in the future.

However, Aucuses will not stop this; in fact, he encourages it; after all, if his plans are to succeed, he also needs chaos in the future.

"So you meet with Artisan as well?" Aucuses narrowed his eyes at Amon's pocket watch on his overcoat. It gave him a familiar divine aura.

Amon gave a nod. "I recently met with Artisan. I witnessed many of his inventions, and he also gave me this golden watch as a gift." He notices Aucuses' keen interest with it. "Artisan's inventions are truly fascinating, so I opted to experience one myself." He pointed another airship that was floating nearby. "I decided to take a airship from Trier, which you can see flying nearby. But, after finding you in here, I decided to come over to this."

"At the very least, you finally seemed to have gathered the courage to meet me with your true body?" Aucuces smirked and leaned back in his chair, sipping his coffee.

Amon was still calm and responded with a smile. "Wasn't it you who permitted me into this empire? And, as an imperial citizen, the "Order" recognises and protects me."

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In St. Millon, Trier, and Feynapotter, as well as major cities across the empire.

Thousands of people packed the city squares. They came from all walks of life. They were extraordinary or ordinary, rich or poor. Their differences didn't matter at this historic moment.

Even during this period when the gods were said to walk on Earth, the gods still remained elusive and mysterious. There have been divine miracles of the gods recorded in history, but none on the scale that is about to occur.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

The bells of the Churches of the Eternal Blazing Sun began to ring throughout the empire.

The scattered chiming sounds suddenly became coordinated. As the holy bells rang throughout the empire, they finally sounded in an order.

The next moment, the blazing golden sun in the sky suddenly expanded and shone brightly. The rays of sun descended on the empire like veils of light.

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In the square of Trier, a veil of light appeared and morphed into a curtain, which floated and shimmered before all; similar scenes were occurring throughout the empire.

The curtains flickered before revealing an image of two carriages travelling down the lane.

In square of Feynapotter, a man holding the sun's emblem gazed at the divine miracle, his eyes filled with piety and his hands trembling with excitement.

"Praise the Sun!"

He chanted, breaking the silence that had fallen over the empire due to the divine miracle.

His chant was like a spark that lit up a prairie.

"Praise the Sun!"

"Praise the Sun!"

"Praise the Sun!"

People chanted madly together, like a wave of tsunami across the empire, after witnessing the miracle.

The entire northern continent trembled, and the sky seemed to be tearing apart when the clouds of the sky were swept away, as millions of chants filled every nook and corner of the empire.

Under the brilliance of the sun, their eyes, which had been devoid of belief for a bright future, were finally lit up with a spark of hope.