Chapter 392 - 395: What, you also have a god?

A massive body wrapped in a dazzling nebula stood towering inside the palace.

That steel-like, unbreakable body had already broken through the ancient dome at the top of the palace, extending into the deep sky above.

Beneath the armor, the nebula-like body surged and churned, like violent ocean waves spreading across the sky, reflecting against the star-filled night.

Under the shocked gazes of everyone present, the solemn and supreme phantom of Saint Gali brought a profound impact into their hearts.

The scene before them left countless nobles frozen in place in shock. In their bright eyes was reflected Saint Gali's infinitely mysterious and lofty figure.

Those seated on the luxurious chairs found their legs trembling uncontrollably, their mouths quivering as sounds stuttered out.

They had never before seen such a terrifying giant, as if sculpted by a god's own hands.

Standing on the high platform, Mikayla saw the terrifying illusion behind her. The words in her mouth instantly tangled, and the prayer book in her hands fell to the ground.

Her body trembled like a withered leaf in the wind as she slowly stepped back.

"Di… divine miracle."

Zora's eyes reflected the shocking sight, her heart surging like a stormy sea.

'This… what exactly is this?'

She didn't know. She couldn't figure it out.

The Meteor General stood solemnly in the depths of the court, as if examining every inch of the land.

Viktor, clad in star-forged armor, sat proudly on the throne. At this moment, he was like an invincible general, a peerless king.

As if he possessed the overwhelming might to command the brilliant galaxy and the vast universe.

Each time the eyes hidden beneath the iron helmet fell upon any noble, they felt a heavy shudder deep within.

That was fear… or reverence.

At this moment, no one could remain calm in such a scene.

Except for Hilda and August, who were still standing on the high platform, continuing their wedding.

At this moment, their souls seemed to have been pulled away, indifferent to everything happening around them.

Though August's soul had indeed been taken away.

Hilda's face was ashen, her gaze empty.

Even the star giant before her and the imposing Viktor could not stir even the slightest ripple in her heart.

She stood there blankly, as if completely cut off from this world.

Even the twelve ministers were utterly shaken. Looking at the boundless, terrifying Meteor General, they barely managed to steady their minds.

If they hadn't remembered that they were people of the Empire, they would probably be even more panicked than the other nobles.

But they also couldn't figure out Viktor's intention.

Had Viktor finally decided to make a move against the Kingdom?

Although his appearance in star armor was indeed domineering, no matter what, he was still a man of the Empire.

'Could it be… the day the Cant Kingdom becomes a vassal of the Calencia Empire is today?'

As a result, the gazes of those diplomatic nobles toward the surrounding Kingdom nobles subtly changed.

'No, is no one going to stop Viktor?'

Finally, a few nobles came to their senses. They raised their heads to look at the towering Meteor General and asked in trembling voices, "Th-this… what exactly is it?"

They looked up, yet couldn't see the end of the Meteor General's body at all.

The nobles firmly believed that something like this was not something humans could deal with.

This was simply too terrifying.

Amid everyone's extreme astonishment, Duke Barlow raised his head. In his cloudy eyes, the flowing nebula was reflected as he slowly spoke, "Saint Gali Samuel. He is the ancestor of the Samuel royal family."

"And also the Kingdom's final safeguard."

Hearing this, the Kingdom's nobles all fell silent.

They indeed had never heard this name before.

But the surname "Samuel" was already enough to prove everything.

No wonder they had heard that sentence from Viktor earlier.

That scared them to death. They thought Viktor was really going to usurp the throne on the spot.

But now, the problem seemed to have become even more complicated.

If that figure represented the ancestor of the Samuel royal family, then how should Viktor be explained?

Why could Viktor summon the ancestor of the Samuel royal family? Wasn't he from the Empire?

'Could it be…'

Now, not only the imperial ministers, even the Kingdom's nobles looked at Viktor with far more complicated expressions.

Duke Barlow leaned on his cane and turned around.

"It was I who requested Viktor to bring him back."

The Duke's words echoed throughout the entire palace. Everyone present couldn't help but turn their gaze toward Viktor on the throne.

The armor seemed to sense everyone's attention and trembled slightly.

The silver mask on the armor began to slowly peel away from his face, and the armor in front of him shattered into pieces.

Viktor stepped out of the armor and stood before everyone.

The nebula wrapped around his coat dissipated, returning it to its original black.

The nobles watched this miraculous scene and froze.

"This is the gift I present to the Kingdom."

Viktor put his hands in his pockets and leisurely walked to August's side.

Mikayla stood nearby, her small mouth slightly open, staring in shock at Viktor, unable to say a single word.

Finally, Viktor's deep gaze fell upon August's lost and vacant face, then he brought his feet together.

Placing one hand on his chest, he gave a slight bow.

"Congratulations on your wedding, Your Majesty the King."

"And Your Majesty the Queen, the same to you."

Hilda's face was bloodless, her eyes empty, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.

However, after sensing someone bowing beside her, she still slowly raised her head.

Watching Viktor's gradually receding figure, she remained silent.

Until she saw Viktor step down from the platform and pass by her younger sister Joanna.

He simply stood beside Joanna, looking at the two-star emblem on her chest.

After Hilda became Queen, her title was naturally inherited by her younger sister Joanna.

So, he gave Joanna a gentle smile, then followed the corridor, leaving the palace under everyone's gaze.

At that moment, Hilda finally showed a different reaction.

Her eyes widened as she stared fixedly at Joanna.

It was as if everything had suddenly connected together.

At that instant, Hilda realized it.

Realized that the development of all these events was definitely not a coincidence.

But even realizing it now was already too late.

She could no longer change anything.

Mikayla cleared her throat, picked up the thick prayer book, and dusted it off.

She continued the remaining ceremony for August and Hilda.

But at this moment, no one in the palace was paying attention to the wedding on the platform anymore.

Words of blessing floated through the hall, though those meant to hear them were no longer listening.

The Meteor General stood behind the throne, its massive steel body still flowing with nebula, piercing into the sky.

And people's gazes had already shifted away from it, instead focusing on Viktor's departure.

Zora stared blankly in the direction Viktor had left, the shock in her heart refusing to settle for a long time.

Only after he had gone farther and farther, gradually disappearing from everyone's sight, did the nobles finally come back to their senses.

They turned their heads toward the throne. The floating fragments had, at some unknown time, reassembled.

A suit of armor without an owner sat there alone upon the throne.

"May the two of you be forever united."

Mikayla's blessing slowly came to an end. The nobles stood up one after another, looking at the newlywed couple.

Beneath the towering body that pierced the sky, the soul of the Meteor General clasped its hands together, its meteor-like greatsword pointing toward the heavens.

Duke Barlow stood before it, his hunched body slightly bent.

As if bowing to it, as if bowing to the rise and fall of the entire Kingdom.

Amid the flowing nebula, accompanied by Duke Barlow's slightly hoarse voice, "May the Kingdom never fall."

The nobles suppressed the shock in their hearts and likewise stood up in unison, making the same bow as Duke Barlow.

Together, they shouted, "May the Kingdom never fall!!!"

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Viktor stood alone outside the royal city, looking at the original dark appearance of this steel great wall.

He felt the cold wind surging, the chill creeping over him.

Passersby with swords at their waists hurried past, and carriages sped through the night.

Many people gathered throughout the royal city, looking toward the direction of the palace, their faces filled with shock.

By the season, it was already October. The harvest season was nearing its end, and the chill of winter had begun to show.

Since coming here, Viktor had already spent half a year.

He stood alone against the cold wind, his coat fluttering and rustling crisply.

Suddenly, clear footsteps came from behind.

"Please wait! Mr. Viktor."

Zora, panting, bent over with her hands on her knees, catching her breath behind Viktor.

Viktor didn't even turn his head, just casually replied, "Seems like you lack some exercise."

Zora recovered, wearing a gentle smile as she said to Viktor, "You're right. I'll make sure to exercise more in the future."

Viktor turned around and looked Zora up and down.

To be fair, he didn't remember much else about her, but those long legs left quite an impression.

His gaze shifted away from her legs and toward the direction behind her as he slowly spoke, "Now, you don't need to worry about the Kingdom's safety anymore."

The immensely massive soul of Saint Gali almost covered the entire palace. Its body piercing into the sky was reflected in everyone's eyes.

The holy spirit stood above the palace with an incomparably majestic posture. Even without considering its actual strength, just this appearance alone was enough to intimidate people.

After some time, the headlines across the world would probably all be about a terrifying giant appearing above the Cant Kingdom's palace.

As long as the people of the Kingdom weren't foolish, they would definitely take this opportunity to openly show their strength to the world and expand the Kingdom's influence.

They could even give it a nice nam, rebirth through fire, a holy spirit descending to protect the royal city.

Zora listened to Viktor's words and paused slightly.

She understood the implication.

Since the royal city was now safe, the chamber of commerce no longer had any concerns, which meant there was no longer a need to cooperate with Viktor.

Zora opened her mouth, hesitating to speak.

"I…"

Before she could say more than two words, Viktor interrupted her first, "Actually, your chamber of commerce's real goal should be to find a protector."

"To deal with that irresponsible god of yours, right?"