After reaching the maximum level, my "soft rice system" finally arrived.

"So, I can understand your current confidence and composure..."

“You are unlike any other legend in the Western Continent.”

"What poses a long and arduous hurdle for them, you can overcome with ease—"

"Your journey has been so smooth that you've never faced a truly formidable foe—"

Even if some of the enemies you encounter seem extremely dangerous to outsiders, they are actually just a somewhat difficult challenge for you.

"And that is your greatest weakness—"

The Second Prince's voice slowly rang out.

"You're so arrogant."

"You arrogantly believe that no one can detect your infiltration of the cult—"

"So even though you have discovered my existence, you still let me do as I please and complete all sorts of preparatory rituals, because you believe that with your strength that surpasses that of other legends, you have the confidence to suppress everything, no matter what situation or change you face."

"Normally, that's how it should be."

The second prince narrowed his gaze slightly as he looked at Charles: "But you never expected—"

“Through the Lord’s divine revelation, I have long known of your existence.”

“According to the original plan, even if Uncle Andrew’s plan fails and someone else ascends to the throne of the Aran Empire, I should not expose myself.”

“But since you appeared, the Lord’s oracle has changed…”

"We will do anything to convert you into a believer in the Lord—"

"In other words, in the Lord's eyes, gaining you is more important than the believers of an entire empire!"

……

boom--

A terrifying aura shot into the sky, stirring up the distant clouds.

"Look out the window!"

Some nobles shouted in panic.

People hurriedly looked out the window, only to see that the once starry night sky had suddenly lost its light.

The stars were hidden, leaving only a crimson full moon hanging high in the sky.

The second prince stood in the void, with the blood moon hanging high behind him. Grayish-white metallic patterns covered most of the moon's surface, the pale and blood-red colors intertwined, creating an eerie and oppressive atmosphere.

Everyone understood that it was not the real moon, but a projection or symbol formed by some kind of magic.

But that blood moon felt so real—

At this moment, it completely replaced the original moon, exuding boundless majesty.

Even the legendary power is far from comparable to it.

"It wasn't some clumsy projection created by the power of faith, but rather the other half of God crossing dimensions—"

"A true divine intervention!"

The Second Prince looked down at Xia Er: "This is the difference between a legend and a true god. What you thought was a secret that no one knew about, you cannot hide from the Lord at all!"

"But don't worry, once you are defeated by me and become a believer in the Lord, you will naturally understand the gap between us."

……

Even at a time like this, you're still thinking about headhunters. Your boss really should give you an outstanding employee award.

Ciel muttered a complaint to himself.

The words the Second Prince had said to him earlier flashed through his mind.

Arrogant?

Maybe -

My journey has been far too smooth; I've never encountered any real setbacks.

Perhaps I really need to experience some failures before I can put away that arrogant and haughty heart.

only--

Charles looked up at the blood moon hanging high in the sky and sighed softly.

As for this so-called master of yours, he's probably far from capable of making me experience failure.

……

The descent of a half-god of an evil god left Charles somewhat dissatisfied.

His original plan was to have the other party complete the divine descent, so as to maximize his benefits.

However, whether out of caution or because the other party was not in good condition and could not support the consumption of a full divine descent, the power that the other party brought was much less than Xia Er had expected.

but--

It's sufficient for testing certain things.

Thinking this, Charles's spirit stirred slightly.

The next moment, the blood-red longsword named Dragon's Breath Severing silently appeared in Xia Er's hand.

Charles's actions did not escape the notice of the Second Prince, who stood in the night sky.

His gaze fell on the broken dragon breath, paused slightly, and he quickly discerned the aura emanating from it.

"Legendary weapon..."

"So that's how it is. Dual cultivation of magic and martial arts, so this is your trump card—"

The second prince gazed at Charles, who held a longsword, and slowly spoke.

At the same time, he achieved legendary status in both the physical damage and spellcasting classes... but it's not as simple as one plus one equals two.

Generally speaking, wizards are the ultimate glass cannons, while physical classes are high in health but low in attack.

The way extraordinary individuals determine victory or defeat is through the offensive and defensive maneuvers that revolve around the strengths and weaknesses of both sides.

The dual cultivation of magic and martial arts, which elevates two completely opposite professions to the legendary level, means that the opponent no longer has any weaknesses.

No wonder Ciel was so confident in himself—

A legend without any weaknesses, infinitely close to perfection.

This means that he is already invincible in battles against other legends.

In a mere ten years, he surpassed those veteran legends who had been on the path to legendary status for decades or even centuries. The achievements that Charles made certainly gave him reason to be proud and complacent.

Unfortunately--

Such a trump card is utterly meaningless in the face of the Lord's divine intervention.

"Dual cultivation of magic and martial arts?"

Charles heard the Second Prince's words and shook his head.

“You may have misunderstood something. I am a wizard, a civilized man who reads books, and I would not do the dirty work of a brute like a physicist.”

As he spoke, a miniature teleportation array quietly lit up in Charles's palm.

Accompanied by subtle spatial fluctuations.

The legendary crimson weapon known as the Dragon's Breath Severance vanished silently into the void.

"This is a bullet—"

"A munition loaded into the near-Earth orbit of this planet and fired by a space-based orbital cannon."

"Of course, such a description might be a bit hard for you to understand, so I prefer to call it by another name—"

Charles's calm words echoed slowly in the night sky.

"The Sword of Damocles"

Chapter Thirty-Nine: Fallen Starlight

Charles then recalled his first encounter with Vimers ten years ago.

"A traveler far from home, wandering far from home?"

The golden elf, dressed in a long, black gothic dress, floated in mid-air, slender and elegant, her age impossible to discern.

"For you, this world is less like a real home and more like an incredibly realistic virtual game."

"And it might even be the easy kind."

"This feeling is all too familiar to me, because—"

"You are exactly the same as I was back then."

The golden elf's voice was a little hoarse. She calmly gazed at Charles with her pale golden eyes, a faint smile suddenly appearing in them.

"Since this easy world seems a bit boring to you, then..."

"How about we try something more difficult?"