Fool's Library

"The only explanation for this problem is that the Lord of Twilight may be playing a truly grand game."

“What He is after is not just the power of the believers’ faith… but that ancient organization of tomb keepers.”

"And even the whole world."

The moment the conclusion was reached, Tucker gasped.

At this moment, the various cults of the Western Continent and the Tomb Keepers are united in their attempt to hunt down the Holy Sword Wielder, Hiltina…

However, this does not mean that the gods on the Cage of the Seraphim and the tomb keepers are a united front; they are merely using each other.

There are no permanent friends in this world, only permanent interests.

For countless eons, the Tomb Keepers have been investigating the Cage of the Blazing Sky, seeking to hunt down the gods residing within.

The evil gods have always been quite wary of the tomb guardians.

At its core, the Tomb Keepers were founded by the nameless fool who led humanity to rise from among many mythical races in the First Age of Gods.

The evil gods atop the Seraphim are merely some deities who fled to the Seraphim to eke out a living after the decline of the Age of Gods.

The guardians of the tomb and the gods have never been friends, but mortal enemies. However, as tens of thousands of years have passed, they have been able to cooperate when necessary for common interests.

Against this backdrop, the purpose of the Twilight Lord's scheme, which has been planned for tens of thousands of years, has become clear.

He intended to use the moment when the Holy Sword Envoy Hiltina ascended the throne as bait to capture all the tomb guardians who were usually hidden in the river of time.

If Hiltina were to die in battle along with the other core members of the royal family, then the awakened Prince Rast would be the only candidate for regent of the empire.

At that time, both the entire Tomb Keeper organization and the largest human empire on the Western Continent will fall into the control of the Twilight Lord.

What a profound scheme, what a terrifying plan.

The Lord of Twilight caused a tragedy like the Iron Cross Plague in Deep Blue Harbor during the Sixth Age, leading people, including the Keepers of the Graveyard, to believe that He was already half-mad and out of control, and therefore not a threat.

But in reality, the Lord of Twilight had already secretly laid his hand on the matter, and it took tens of thousands of years of subtle clues to trigger it.

“I know that His Majesty the Great Lord of Twilight has already planned everything.”

"Whether it's Hiltina or those tomb-guarding angels, they are all just pawns in your plan... When you fully descend, you will be able to control everything."

"However, I think even someone as great as you would need some time to control such a vast country as the Granville Empire, to turn all its people into believers who offer you the power of faith, and to make the empire your divine kingdom."

"Therefore, I think that having served as the guardian of the empire for a hundred years, I still have some insignificant value to you."

"I am willing to become your believer, to have a mark of anti-betrayal implanted in my soul, and to govern this human kingdom on your behalf."

"I only ask that after you have completely annihilated the tomb guardians, you allow me to leave a tiny mark on the Eternal Night Stele."

Tucker bowed slightly to the black-haired, black-eyed boy and spoke with utmost respect, his words extremely courteous.

His only goal was to prolong his life and achieve immortality.

Compared to the tomb guardian that Tucker had previously chosen as his backer, the Lord of Twilight, represented by Rust, was undoubtedly much more powerful, far surpassing the former in both planning and subtle, intricate arrangements.

Therefore, for Tucker, betraying the Gravekeeper and becoming a follower of the Twilight Lord was a decision that carried no psychological burden whatsoever.

However, upon hearing Tucker's respectful words...

The black-haired, black-eyed boy merely glanced at him indifferently before gently opening his mouth.

The next moment, Tucker felt a moment of disorientation.

In the orange-red light, he seemed to see a fluffy little dog barking lightly in the distance, wagging its tail and running towards him.

Tucker's gaze paused slightly.

He recognized the puppy; it was his pet from his youth, a hunting dog with a slight wolf bloodline.

In his youth, Tucker had listened to the stories of knights told by bards, dreaming of one day traveling the continent with his hounds and becoming a wandering knight who would punish evil and uphold justice.

Later, Tucker truly became a legend... becoming the Imperial Watcher who silently maintained order and guarded the entire nation from behind the scenes.

However, despite possessing a small amount of the extraordinary bloodline of the Dire Wolf, the hound was ultimately just a hound, and it died of old age after only a few decades. Tucker buried the hound on an unnamed hillside in his hometown.

Tucker was left alone, drifting further and further away on the path of guarding the Empire...

In the end, over the long course of time, he lost sight of his original aspiration to become a guardian, leaving only the longing for immortality and the obsession with eternity that had lasted for five hundred years.

Looking back now, that was almost five hundred years ago.

and many more……

Five hundred years ago?

"Immortality, and eternity?"

"You too, and those gravediggers too..."

"Are these things really that important, worth betraying your past lives and hundreds of years of perseverance... even if it means denying everything from your past, to pursue them at all costs?"

From a distant direction, the soft whispers of a black-haired boy seemed to drift over.

Looking at the little dog wagging its tail excitedly at him, Tucker suddenly had a realization.

"So... this is a revolving lantern."

……

Under the pitch-black night sky, Tucker's figure slowly dissipated into the darkness.

It's like a drawing on a blank sheet of paper being erased by an eraser, never to exist again.

Not far away, Last did not look at Tak, who had been erased by the Word of Power, but instead let his figure slowly descend from the distant sky, landing in the palace complex where Hiltina was.

Swah——

The pale sword light soared into the sky once more, the pure and dense magic power transforming into a pure silver-white radiance, standing out conspicuously against the dark sky.

Along with the sword light soaring into the sky, there was also Hiltina's vast and boundless aura, powerful enough to transcend time and space.

Before the three minutes were up, Hiltina had already taken the final step.

Angel.

A true angel.

It is neither a vassal of the Holy Sword nor a rank-level entity attached to the imperial power associated with the Holy Sword.

Rather, it originates from Hiltina herself, from the "Chariot" sequence of angels.

On the ground, Hiltina opened her eyes again and walked step by step toward Rust.

Her chestnut-brown hair, which had been styled into a princess braid, was scattered during the battle and now cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall, fluttering gently in the evening breeze.

Despite her slender figure, Hiltina possessed an aura as powerful as a divine chariot...

Everything that stands in its way, whether legend, angel, or god, has only one fate: to be crushed into dust.

However, as she walked step by step up to Rust and the two faced each other at extremely close range, Hiltina deliberately suppressed her aura, which was as powerful as a divine chariot.

In the blink of an eye, she transformed from the reigning empress of the empire back into the young swordswoman that Rust was quite familiar with.

Hiltina blinked, a slight smile playing on her lips:

"How was it... to make a last-minute appearance and save the damsel in distress? Wasn't it awesome and satisfying?"

"I can only say that this feels really good."

Last smiled and said, "Congratulations, Hiltina."

"An angel who achieved this not with the aid of the Holy Sword, nor with the aid of the imperial lineage, but solely through his own power."

"You should now be able to rival those true gods on the Throne of the Blazing Sky."

"The same congratulations should be extended to you as well."

Hiltina twirled a strand of hair that had fallen beside her ear with her fingers, unconsciously playing with it: "Little Ai was originally an angel of the Judgment Sequence, and if I'm not mistaken, now that you've rebuilt that tower called 'The Library of Fools' in your heart, you should have already crossed that boundary."

"So, it's more accurate to say that I've finally caught up with you and that Amys."

Hearing Hiltina's words, Last couldn't help but smile again.

He was about to say something more.

The next moment, in the distant sky, within the curtain of eternal night, a booming sound once again echoed.

As the night gradually thinned, it seemed as if something was about to break the seal of the eternal night and burst forth completely.

Three minutes have passed, and the tomb guardian angels, who were previously sealed in the eternal night by the Sword of Night, are about to break through the veil and return to the secondary dimension.

Looking at the night sky drifting and thinning in the distance, Hiltina smiled.

"How about it?"

"Shall we do it, or should we?"

Among the tomb guardians who are about to break free from their seal, there are also angels of the same rank as Hiltina and Rust after their breakthrough.

However, there was not a trace of tension in her conversation with Rust; instead, it was filled with the same relaxed banter they used to share when exploring the night world together.

"Let me do it."

"Hiltina, you just had a great time fighting in a desperate situation, but Ai just went on a killing spree in the real world."

Last shook his head somewhat helplessly.

He was initially worried that Xiao Ai might be unaccustomed to fighting between angels due to her lack of combat experience... but he didn't expect that this girl's fighting style would be even more brutal than he had imagined.

He directly tore apart a quasi-angelic tomb guardian who had stormed into the hospital, intending to kill Rast's sleeping true form.

"So, it's my turn now."

"Just crushing a nobody who isn't even an angel... that's not quite enough for our reunion after so many years."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure rose up again, heading towards the distant sky.

The black-haired, black-eyed boy gazed at the several tomb guardian angels who were slowly breaking free from the seal of the "Sword of the Night Sky" and returning to reality in the night sky, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"What was that line from my past life again?"

"Oh, right..."

He stretched out his right hand and made a loose clenching motion in the empty night sky.

"Sword, come!"

Below, as if sensing something, Hiltina's light brown eyes flickered slightly, and a smile reappeared on her pretty face.

next moment.

Intense yet clear starlight appeared in the night sky.

The golden sword materialized amidst a roaring storm, with countless rays of light converging on its dazzling blade, illuminating the surrounding dim night sky.

The Holy Sword.

The weapon, forged from the planet, is also a sacred relic passed down through generations of the Granville Empire's royal family. Countless members of the royal family have tried to make it recognize them as their master, but all have failed.

After being dormant for countless years, it was once again taken over by Hiltina.

This holy sword, which originally belonged only to Hiltina, now lay quietly in Rust's hand, pointed directly at the direction in which the gravedigger angels appeared in the shattered night sky.

"Real name, Liberation."

A clear voice echoed across the ruins of the entire palace complex.

These were words that Hiltina knew all too well, but now they were being recited by a black-haired, black-eyed boy who spoke in an ancient language in a metallic voice.

That word carries the same meaning as Hiltina's first weapon, "Shining Morning Star".

That means "stars".

The next instant.

The morning star's brilliance illuminated the night sky and also brightened Hiltina's eyes.

This situation is just like that moment.

……

P.S.: I'm almost done with my work, and I can resume regular updates soon.

Chapter 274 Welcome Back, My King Consort

The darkness that stretched across the entire sky, like a deep dome, suddenly vanished.