The Greatest Warrior of All Time Returns-Chapter 175

"You are indeed a sinner."

Saintess Nadia flinched at those words.

"Priest Dibl!"

"Regardless of whether it was an order, the fact remains that you attempted to harm the Saintess. However, Knight Commander, you still have a duty to fulfill, do you not?"

"That is..."

"You are a holy knight who protects the Holy Kingdom. Not only that, but you are the commander of the Holy Knights. And right now, there exist heretics in this kingdom who seek to harm the Saintess and seize power. Is that not correct?"

At Diablo’s words, Rehelon slowly lowered his sword before nodding.

"Indeed. There is still work to be done."

His eyes gleamed.

"Even if I must bear my punishment as a sinner, I have sworn to fulfill the duty entrusted to me."

Rehelon stood up.

The other Swordmaster-level holy knights, who had been attacking just moments ago, knelt in silence.

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Unlike the High Priests, Rehelon had not been one to lead the movement to oust the Saintess—he had merely followed orders.

One thing was certain: a bloodbath was about to sweep through the Holy Kingdom.

"I will issue an order."

"We obey!!"

At Rehelon's cold, sharp voice, not only the Swordmaster-level knights but also the inquisitors and holy knights who had been pressuring the Saintess responded in unison.

"There are those who have betrayed the Lord’s will, blinded by their thirst for power, and attempted to harm the Saintess. They are heretics. Does anyone object?"

To his quiet question, the holy knights answered as one.

"No!!"

"From now on, we will subdue the true heretics who gave us these orders. Leave none alive. Capture every last one of them."

At those words, the holy knights and inquisitors moved as one.

Their first action was to draw their swords against their own—those among them who hesitated amidst the chaos.

"W-Wait! Knight Commander! We… No, I-I didn’t know! I swear!"

"We will determine that in the investigation. Take them away."

"L-Let me go! Please! Saintess! Have mercy!"

As the prisoners were dragged away, Rehelon’s icy gaze was filled with a burning rage, as if he would chew them to the bone.

A man that rigid would likely relinquish his position the moment this ordeal ended.

Whether that would be accepted or not depended on Diablo and the Saintess.

It was none of my concern.

What occupied my thoughts now were my newly awakened fusion abilities and Luna’s condition.

"Leon... I feel sick."

"I’ll give you a massage when we get to our quarters. You did well."

Without a word, Luna climbed onto my back.

Did the others even realize that the very same Luna who had shocked them all moments ago was, in fact, an archangel?

Only Diablo, who alone knew the truth, gazed at her with a bitter expression.

"Luna Basilin, my apologies."

"It was my choice. I feel sick, but I don’t regret it."

At her words, Diablo gave a faint smile.

"If one receives a debt, it must be repaid properly. Do not worry. Now that I have been asked to assist the Saintess, I will see it through."

It was amusing how a mere trinket had been enough to move someone who had always refused to take the forefront.

Diablo left with the Saintess, promising to send information if he uncovered anything about Baril.

Later, I relayed the events to Melissa.

—This is… strange. I know this isn't how things should go.

Melissa murmured, sounding perplexed.

—But you know, I feel kind of happy. Like when your sibling becomes super successful, and you get secondhand pride from it? I feel like I'm about to get a superiority complex.

I understood what she meant.

At some point, Luna had naturally become part of our family.

"Yeah. I’m useful."

That simple statement unexpectedly boosted my self-esteem.

—So, we’ll leave the Holy Kingdom to sort itself out. What about the Hael tribe? We won’t face any repercussions from this, right?

"Not outwardly, no. Our identities weren’t revealed. As for the Hael tribe… things should work out. Those bastards had been obstructing harmony with the Hael tribe. Now that they're being purged, there won’t be anyone left to oppose the Saintess."

Now that I thought about it, that was true.

Under these circumstances, Saintess Nadia wouldn’t need our help any further.

The teleportation gate project had been meant as a means of fostering harmony, but its absence wouldn’t necessarily lead to conflict.

By resolving the Holy Kingdom’s crisis, we had naturally solved the Hael tribe’s problem as well.

—You did well. At least tonight, we can sleep in peace.

"Yeah, rest up. We’ll be back soon."

As soon as I ended the call with Melissa, Luna climbed onto the bed and patted the mattress.

"Leon, hurry."

"Impatient, aren’t you?"

Without hesitation, she buried her face into my arm while lying on her stomach, and I pressed my palms against her back, massaging her while channeling aura into her body.

"Hngh… this feels good."

I had occasionally used aura to loosen up tense muscles before, but today, her body was especially stiff.

"You’re more tense than I expected. Is it because of that divine power or whatever?"

"As a fallen angel, using my original divinity is quite burdensome."

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"You still use healing magic just fine, though?"

"It’s slightly different."

She let out a short sigh, almost like a moan.

"Being sealed away for so long has weakened my body."

So, she had pushed herself beyond her limits.

"Side effects?"

"If Leon gives me a massage, it's fine."

"Don't do it again next time."

"I'll do it if Leon needs it."

There didn’t seem to be any point in continuing the conversation.

"This way?"

"That way."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Pffft…."

Luna wiggled her toes, wearing a faint smile, seemingly in a good mood.

Meanwhile, I pondered over my newly awakened power—the fusion ability.

I had never activated it before, but for the first time, an anomaly occurred when I overlaid the high-circle necromantic magic Suggestion with the verbal command [Fall].

The method was simple.

If I explosively triggered aura inside an elemental spell like Fireball, it would undergo a transformation.

Of course, I wasn’t entirely sure if these two effects worked the same way, but in a sense, this was akin to an authority.

The Heart of the Machine God was a borrowed authority.

Thanatos was the authority of death residing within me.

And now, even fusion.

Could it really be a coincidence that Labyrinthos just happened to be a place I stumbled into?

It felt more like I was being tempered, forged into something.

It was like staring at a crafting menu, wondering what to try next.

That thought naturally led me to a combination that suddenly came to mind.

"Hmm…"

"Your hands stopped."

"Ah, my apologies, dear customer."

As I pushed aura back into my hands and resumed the massage, Luna seemed satisfied and drifted off to sleep.

Leaving her peacefully resting, I walked out onto the terrace and reclined in a rocking chair.

The night sky of the Holy Kingdom was more breathtaking than any other.

The stars, planets, and moon gleamed with an iridescent glow, reflecting the Holy Kingdom’s unique energy, making them appear even more vibrant.

I closed my eyes and let the night breeze wash over me before slowly raising my hand.

Blue currents gathered in my palm before bursting into crimson flames.

A basic elemental spell—Fireball.

I activated a verbal command.

[Burn.]

The red flames gradually gained momentum, roaring to life like a gas torch.

Even the temperature skyrocketed at an alarming rate.

Yes, this was still within the realm of magic I understood.

Fusion ability functioned by merging different domains of power, creating a difference in efficiency.

Activating my status window, I selected Fusion Ability.

Unlike before, bizarre characters flickered rapidly in milliseconds, forming an eerie pattern.

"Librarian, why is this happening?"

[Synchronizing current information.]

I glared at the shifting text.

It was changing rapidly, but my eyesight was beyond normal.

I enhanced my vision, focusing on the fleeting symbols.

The strange script made no sense to me.

As I silently stared at the letters, a notification from the Librarian finally appeared.

[Synchronization complete.]

At the same time, text appeared before my eyes.

[Fusion ability has been unlocked.]

[When different domains of power are combined with specific verbal commands, they transform into a unique, stronger ability distinct from the original result.]

[Once an ability is fused, it will be stored in a slot.]

[Current available slots: 1/2]

Out of the two slots, one was already used.

Most likely, it was occupied by the Suggestion magic fused with [Fall], which had become an absurdly powerful spell.

To test things out, I summoned Black Flame, a necromantic spell.

Then, I infused it with a verbal command.

[Burn.]

Immediately, a message appeared before me.

[A fusion slot is available. Would you like to register this ability?]

To satisfy my curiosity, I dispersed the flames instead.

As expected, without registering, the fusion ability didn’t take effect.

If a slot was empty, I could fuse something new.

By adding a verbal command to a power outside of elemental mana, I could create something entirely different.

In other words, this ability was incredibly flexible.

Since I had already used one slot for the Suggestion magic fusion, I had to be careful with my last remaining slot.

"Librarian, is there a way to increase the number of slots?"

[Based on usage frequency or the passage of time, there is a possibility of expansion.]

[Additionally, judging from your previous use of Suggestion Magic, it appears that the shape of the fusion adapts to your will.]

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