Isekai Adventure in the Dimensional Cube-Chapter 1430 - 1006: Another Original World? (Part 2)
In such a hall, there were countless people dressed in solemn attire praying at this moment.
Some were in clerical clothing, some in noble garments, and others in armor with long swords, arranged orderly, standing or kneeling, all with their heads lowered, praying devoutly.
And in the direction of their prayers, deep within the hall, there lay a flight of stairs.
The stairs led to a high platform.
On the high platform, there was no statue, only a sword embedded in the ground, plain and unadorned in appearance.
However, on this day, this seemingly plain and simple sword suddenly burst forth with a thousand rays of light.
The rust on it fell off, and its originally plain appearance suddenly became vibrant and colorful. The blade was bright and cold, the edge gleaming, and the light it emitted not only overshadowed the light pouring from the ceiling but soared into the sky, penetrating the building, reaching into the clouds, instantly illuminating the entire world in splendor.
This incredible scene caused not only a commotion among the praying people within the hall, turning it into chaos, but also stirred unrest in the outside world.
In that instant, some shouted, some knelt down with tears streaming, some were overjoyed, while others were stunned and alarmed. Many couldn’t help but rush towards the hall, causing large groups of people to gather rapidly.
Meanwhile, in another direction within the hall, a girl was praying in a room when she suddenly stood up.
"It has arrived!"
"It has arrived!"
"After eleven thousand years, the prophesied savior capable of wielding the holy sword has finally arrived again!"
The girl was both delighted and moved, so much so that tears welled up in her eyes.
Without any hesitation, she left the room she rarely left and headed towards the place where the magnificent light was radiating.
Someone else also acted like the girl — a girl standing atop the castle.
"The savior who wields the holy sword..."
Recalling the legend, this girl was equally excited, yet she forced herself to suppress the excitement and calm down.
"Eleven thousand years, the holy sword has awakened once more. Is it truly as the legend says, a savior from another world has arrived, or is there another reason? It’s still uncertain."
After calming down, the girl transformed into a beam of light shooting towards the temple’s direction.
"I must see it with my own eyes."
"If the legend is true, then..."
Thinking of this, the girl couldn’t help but accelerate.
...
At that time, Reiger was still unaware that his arrival had caused such a huge commotion in this world.
He simply passed through the dimensional tunnel as usual, and upon seeing the light at the end, unhesitatingly dove straight in.
Then, the familiar feeling of solid ground came from beneath, and his vision gradually returned.
But, as soon as his sight recovered, the scene before him left Reiger stunned.
He saw countless people in solemn attire in front of him, either gaping in disbelief or unable to contain their excitement, loudly clamoring.
The noise was so overwhelming that Reiger’s eardrums felt pained, making it impossible to hear what they were shouting. He could only vaguely discern words like "Savior," "Holy Sword Master," "prayer answered," "the world is saved."
This made Reiger furrow his brow slightly and look around.
He found himself standing on a shrine’s altar, surrounded by a dense glow.
"So dazzling."
Reiger unconsciously complained.
Upon this complaint, the light seemed to understand and retreated like the tide.
Only then did Reiger see what the source of the light was.
It was a sword radiating with dazzling brilliance.
This was a Claymore.
The Claymore, also known as a Scottish broadsword, was a weapon used in medieval Europe to counter knights, known for its sharpness, heaviness, and great power.
Though called a greatsword, this sword wasn’t very large, with a length of about 95cm, the cross-guard about 10cm wide, and the blade about 5.5cm wide, with an overall length of about 120cm, including the blade, cross-guard, and handle, making it a type of two-handed sword that can also be wielded with one hand.
Its handle was gold, and the blade was as brilliant and dazzling as if made of gold, with a gemstone embedded at the top of the handle, making it look more like an artwork to signify identity than a weapon for battle.
Looking at this sword, Reiger was slightly amazed.
There were two reasons for his amazement.
One was that the sword gave him a feeling very similar to Liz’s Sword of Moslo.
The other was that staring at the sword, Reiger gradually felt a mysterious connection, as if his blood and flesh were linked to it.
"What is going on here?"
Reiger was both amazed and puzzled.
"Buzz!"
While Reiger was feeling astonished and puzzled, the sword beside him suddenly began to tremble.
Through that mysterious connection as if linked by flesh and blood, Reiger could sense thoughts coming from the sword.
It wanted him to pull it out.
"So it has a will too?"
Reiger felt this sword resembled Moslo’s Sword more and more.
Moslo’s Sword also had a will, and the feeling this sword gave him was so much like the one Liz always held close.
After some thought, Reiger decided to reach out and grasp the sword hilt.
"Buzz!"
At that moment, the magnificent holy sword, full of radiant splendor, started to vibrate as if encountering its destined partner, conveying waves of emotions to him.
Joy...
Happiness...
Excitement...
Elation...
A stream of intensely positive emotions was transmitted from the holy sword to Reiger.
At the same time, as if by divine inspiration, Reiger learned the sword’s name.
"Marfa."
Reiger uttered its name.
"You are Marfa’s Sword."
When Reiger spoke the sword’s name, it trembled even more violently.
"Clang!"
In the end, whether Reiger pulled out the sword or it eagerly freed itself, with a clang of metal, Marfa’s Sword was drawn.
Reiger held the sword, allowing it to radiate light once more.
In an instant—
All the people who were in the commotion below knelt down.
Their expressions of doubt disappeared, replaced by fervor and excitement.
"Indeed... it has arrived!"
Then Reiger heard a voice, joyous and tearful.
This voice was enchanting, like a mermaid’s song, with the sound of water droplets falling on a jade dish, incomparably pleasant.
Reiger looked closely and immediately saw the owner of the voice.
Because she was indeed quite conspicuous.
It was a girl of unmatched beauty, so stunning that even Reiger, who had seen countless beauties, silently marveled in his heart.
The girl had long silver hair, wore a ceremonial crown, a pure white cleric’s gown draped with a red robe, and held a staff as tall as she was.
Her skin was as white as if transparent, with incredibly delicate features, a rare beauty on par with Liz and Yuloli.
However, this great beauty was now also tearful, her body trembling with excitement, looking at Reiger as if seeing her divine faith.
The girl, while shedding tears, ascended the high platform in front of Reiger.
Then, without waiting for Reiger to speak, she knelt down with a thud.
"Thank you for descending into this world filled with suffering, our Savior."
With the girl’s emotional words, countless people below followed suit.
"Thank you for your arrival!"
The crowd, with tearful joy, began praying to Reiger.
Leaving Reiger, standing there, utterly bewildered.
What is all this?
