70. Unrecorded World History
I don’t know how long I’ve been here. It was impossible to hide day and night among countless stars, and in the sacred space, the body and mind did not tire.
So Choco climbed the stairs. As she chased after the muffins, she found a new platform under her, and her starlight was now within reach.
“Now, look, this is the cross section of the myth that has been passed down on earth.”
She didn’t have to turn her head to see the constellations drawn by Muffin. Cosmos stretched out everywhere Choco stepped her feet.
All she had to do was follow Muffin. With that alone, the stars twinkled, giggled, fainted, and whispered stories into the minds of later generations of saints.
“Five lighthouses that are the source of the three races.”
“The great and pitiful white beast who brought peace to the world.”
“A grotesque dawn that will extinguish our stars once the night is over.”
However, most of them were stories that could neither be understood nor understood. The amount of information that is too heavy for a single mortal to handle makes my head pound and my brain melts.
Even so, Choco did not die. The peculiarity of this space, the favor of the stars sprouted in her body as she was chosen as a saint, and the near-immortal regenerative power of a pure-blooded beastman forcefully maintain her existence.
Within seconds, her aimlessly climbing steps stopped. End of the stairs. The ‘star’ was right in front of her.
“Why are you showing me this?”
A mass of energy that would instantly turn a feeble being like her into ashes. But Choco reached out to the star without fear. Her star gently embraced her.
Half-buried in the starlight, Choco turned her head to look at the muffins that had led me this far. She had a soft smile on her lips.
“Because you are the saint we chose.”
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“Is that all?”
Even the darkest Choco knew that the information being poured out on her now was too much for a mere mortal to know.
“Yes. That’s all. You are a saint, a saint of hers who will accompany her on her hero’s journey and help her.”
The star cries and burrows into her arms. Even though I know that all of that will soon disappear, my heart is naturally excited by the sense of omnipotence.
Did other saints go through the same process? Choco denied. This was her boon for her and only her. After this baptism, she will be reborn as a stronger being.
“Cream Master?”
“Yes, I was really worried. Don’t you have a situation where you can’t stay by the hero’s side?”
However, being captivated by her ecstatic sense of omnipotence was short-lived, Choco’s mood also cooled down as she stabbed her words as sharp as a dagger. In other words, this is her shame.
“·······.”
“Hmm? She doesn’t ask how she knows.”
Originally, Choco had circumstances that prevented her from joining Cream’s journey. She had someone to wait for at Robbins. However, Choco made the excuse that it had only been a few days and followed her master.
While doing so, she casually sat down with her group. Neither the magic sword nor the holy sword knew about Choco’s situation in the first place, and Cream, the only one who knew her private parts, did not rush.
“It is God. You said it was something that served the will of God. How could the omniscient and omnipotent planet not know something?”
For a saint, the tone was very disrespectful, but that’s why it was also chocolate-like. She was a beast Beasts succumb to power, but force alone cannot be tamed.
“I won’t make mistakes anymore.”
In the end, the only one who could become the leader of the beasts was the beasts that ran, tumbled, and hunted together. So Choco hanged her.
To Choco, the world was a playground where she could run freely, and all life that walked around were either easy prey or competitors for her territory.
“The reason you give me this much strength is because of Master.”
From an early age, from a very young age, she was strong. But her mother abandoned her. The days she wandered aimlessly chasing her mother’s traces.
For the first time, Choco encountered a ‘beast’ she could not hunt.
“Right.”
Along with her journey, I learned that Choco and Cream are deeply intertwined with a certain mythical event. She realized that there was more to her keen beast’s intuition than just seeing.
The fact that she, who had nothing to do with her usual religious beliefs, was chosen as her holy woman is part of that. It’s funny. The demon lord hasn’t even been born yet, but the saintess who will stand against the demon lord appears first?
“I am not leaving.”
In this situation, what if Choco, who has completed her succession as a saint, returns to Robbins for her own original purpose? Apparently, Muffin’s words were concerned about that.
“It’s not because you gave me strength or because I’m afraid of punishment.”
The process of succession as a saint has come to an end. All the ‘stairs’ she had walked on slowly collapsed, and the starlight that filled this entire universe went out one by one.
The star that dug into her arms has long since disappeared. All that was left of her was the transparent floor on which Choco stood, and the body of a muffin floating beside it, smiling softly.
“Then?”
“You don’t need a reason.”
The sense of omnipotence that had visited her body was disappearing as quickly as it had appeared. Choco relaxed her body with a light stretch, and then she stomped her foot violently.
The floor she was stepping on shattered into pieces. Endless darkness. Even as she fell into the abyss, her chocolate eyes were unmoved.
“Do you need a reason to follow the boss?”
Throw away complicated thoughts. Like her beast, she acts as her own heartbeat guides. A flash of light exploded above the body of the girl who was falling infinitely.
Through the bursting lightning, the light is eaten up and the shadow grows infinitely. Soon, the shadow became a gigantic beast. A beast of cosmic size, perhaps bigger than my mother.
[Keu ah ah ah ah-!]
A beast’s roar echoed in the airless space. Before the omnipotence within her body faded, Choko grabbed her last remaining star shard and swung her claws.
The pitch-black universe without a single star cracked open, leaving a deep glowing scar between them. The body of the great beast returned to its human form and was sucked into a wound carved into the universe.
Unlike when she first came, Muffin, who had been silently following her, lightly extended her hand. The wounds in her universe begin to heal, and she steps into them before the rift closes completely.
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“Heo Eok!”
Choco, who was lying on the cold temple floor, jumped up from his seat. As if not feeling real yet, she looked around her with her blank eyes.
Her spirit guided her, the story of her constellation, the star she embraced in her arms. Everything that had been vivid until just now was hazy like a dream. Cream immediately shook her head and caught her spirits.
[Can you come to your senses?]
“Ugh, are you done now?”
[That’s right, she welcomes becoming a formal saint.]
The muffin, which had returned to the shape of a dagger, emitted light with a hum. Her Choco, who had a light conversation with her, took a deep breath and checked her own body condition.
I don’t feel much has changed. Choco’s divinity, which had been boiling inside her body, had certainly stabilized, but the effect was insignificant compared to her magnificent and mythical consciousness.
“Holy Lady!”
But before Choco could contemplate her own body any more, her door burst open and the Archbishop of her star rushed in.
“Are you okay? The ceremony was suddenly interrupted, and the holy relic that served as the medium also disappeared…”
[Oops, shouldn’t you keep your body in front of the saintess?]
Salasi’s gaze, flustered and flustered, lingered on Choco’s dagger hanging from her waist. Seeing the muffin appear in a completely different place as if it had moved in space, Salashi opened her eyes wide.
“What is this?”
[It is a miracle of God.]
“Aha! Okay.”
However, he was as quick to understand as he was embarrassed. Right now, isn’t the beast-man girl in front of him wearing a dazzling glow? Even if ordinary people do not feel it, the brilliance that the followers of the stars can feel.
Starting with the Archbishop of the Stars, all the ceremonial priests who followed him prostrated themselves toward Choco. Choco sweated profusely at that excessively burdensome attitude.
“Well, wake up first.”
“Oh! His Holiness is raising this old man!”
Doesn’t Salashi even pour out tears when Choco touches that old body? After all, humans are hard to understand. What the hell is god
Choco smiled awkwardly, even though she had blasphemous thoughts uncharacteristic of a saint. Because she had something to ask of her now.
“What about the owner?”
As soon as she mentioned her cream, Salasi’s face quickly turned into a frown. He didn’t like something, but he didn’t dare to lie to the saintess, so he confessed.
“I left.”
“What? What happened?”
In the end, the Archbishop of the Star explained the whole situation. The duel between Cream and Winsle. Death of the Sun Knight. However, in return, the demonic sword was shattered.
While listening to the story, Choco’s face turned pale. She knew how much her master cherished the sword. Do outstanding warriors among humans regard weapons as lovers?
But even such fierce warriors wouldn’t sleep with their weapons on their backs. In addition, when it was said that the hero had lost control of her power after her weapon was broken, Choco exclaimed urgently.
“Where did you go?”
“Yes?”
“My master, where have you gone!”
“That, that’s…”
The Archbishop of the Stars hesitated. Considering the behavior patterns of their new saintess, it was obvious how she would act upon hearing of the hero’s whereabouts.
Although he knew that obstructing the saintess’ actions was disloyalty, Salashi was reluctant. It is the saint of the stars that appeared after hundreds of years. A golden opportunity to expand the power of the Order of the Stars.
[You are a young goat.]
Aware of his hesitation, Muffin rebuked him with a stern expression.
[Don’t you know the saint’s mission? Do not dare commit the blasphemy of chewing up the shepherd’s map.]
At Muffin’s words, Salashi felt ashamed and guilty, like a child scolded by his parents. He bowed his head and told Choco where he was going.
“Thank you, grandpa. See you later!”
[Wait.]
“Why again?!”
But this time Muffin stopped Choco. Dirt rose up on her ground as she stopped, stamping her foot into the ground.
[I don’t ask for much, but I hope you have the awareness that you are a saint. If you are a shepherd, how to set up a fence for your flock even when you are wandering alone.]
“What are you talking about?”
However, religious rhetoric did not work for Choco. In the end Muffin had no choice but to let out a sigh and ease her words into her eye level.
[If the saintess leaves like this, the children of the stars will be disappointed, so the speech······Huh, no. Just follow me as I will call you.]
“Okay!”
Choco shouted in a bright voice, but Muffin sent her mental waves only to Choco, so it looked like Choco was talking to herself to those who didn’t understand.
Indeed, the birth of the saint was known and the believers gathered. As Muffin urged her not to further damage her reputation as a saint, Choco eventually opened her mouth.
“I, Leviathan Choco, a saint of our time, go on my mission to help the warriors and save the world! But don’t be afraid Even if the saint chosen by God leaves, the grace bestowed by God on earth will always stay by your side, look!”
Choco shouted as Muffin told her to, and stretched out her hand toward the sky. A bolt of lightning shot from her fingertip exploded in the air, scattering star fragments across the world like fireworks.
It was a miraculous scene recorded on the tapestry of the Great Temple. Hundreds of years ago, it was like this when the Battle Saint left the Great War. The saintess’s cry, like the roar of a wild beast, echoed through the Great Hall.
“Whoaaa!”
The followers of the star, who became living witnesses of that sacred scene, cheered and shed tears. However, Archbishop Salashi of the Stars standing in the line felt a little awkward even as they immersed themselves in religious ecstasy.
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From a boy before he became a priest, to someone who was enthusiastic about the heroic stories of battle saints. Her biography was lined up. Choco’s speech resembles that of a battle saint.
However, apart from the name, the content at the end was different. After Choco left and the whole area was cleaned up, Salasi brought out the biography of the combat saintess she always carries in her arms.
“Umm…”
No matter how many times I opened it, the book was worn and stained with hand stains. The Archbishop of the Star, who was turning the pages with his familiar motion, soon confirmed the part he wanted and let out a drool. He was definitely different.
In the middle of the yellowed page, I could see an exceptionally shiny writing.
Help the hero and destroy the demon king.