[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-apostle-of-the-goddess-of-war":3,"chapter-apostle-of-the-goddess-of-war-apostle-of-the-goddess-of-war-chapter-131":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Apostle of the Goddess of War",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},394539,657,"Chapter 131","apostle-of-the-goddess-of-war-chapter-131",131,"\u003Cp>Ch.131 Apostle of the Goddess of War\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ravienne’s meticulously adorned, lovely face crumpled instantly. This provocation made it utterly impossible to maintain her dignified demeanor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d just been told, to her face, “Your Goddess is an Evil God.” This wasn’t a situation that could be smoothed over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“L-lastly…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ravienne bit her lip hard, using ventriloquism to urge an apology—the last shred of her pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“S-s-sorry…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I won’t apologize. It’s my conviction.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion cut her off sharply. His wide eyes showed no hint of compromise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Ravienne’s long career as a knight, she’d never met anyone like him. Not only had he insulted her Goddess before the Apostle of Purity, but he stubbornly refused to yield, calling it ‘conviction.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ravienne’s eyes sharpened. She’d shown him more than enough leniency—more than enough mercy. Cutting him down here wouldn’t invite criticism; in fact, she felt it was for the best.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ravienne vanished from her horse in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion’s senses flared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He drew his sword like lightning and swung it through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their blades clashed midair. Sparks flew. Ravienne immediately followed up with her next strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whirik!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>True to her reputation as a twin-sword master, her attacks were unpredictable—like petals swirling from a fully bloomed flower, except these petals were forged of steel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cha-cha-cha-chang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Receiving a flurry of sword strikes like falling snow while on horseback, Sion was limited in posture. He leaped down from his mount.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he landed after a midair somersault—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ravienne’s pink cloak fluttered, blocking Sion’s vision. In that instant of blindness, two blades thrust toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion quickly grabbed the cloak and hurled it forward. His sword suppressed the fierce attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flutter!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion wrapped the cloak around once more, momentarily sealing Ravienne’s twin blades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Now!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion struck instantly—swinging from right to left as if beheading a prisoner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mental Realm Unfolding.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ravienne whispered, her lips barely moving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boong!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion’s sword cleaved the air. Along its path, pollen spread like silt in water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ugh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion covered his nose and created distance. Ravienne’s mental realm had unfolded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On closer inspection, the petals were as large as houses. Flowers and stems filled the space almost like mountains. This must be how plants looked to an ant gazing upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What is this…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ravienne’s mental realm was nothing but a flower field. It was hard to grasp what it meant for each flower to be this enormous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s end this here before greater damage occurs, Apostle of the Goddess of War.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ravienne descended from a petal, beginning her fall as gracefully as a gliding bird.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoooo!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Petals swirled around her, spinning like a storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kwaaaaang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The floral storm struck Sion directly. He hadn’t even had time to discern the power within the petal blizzard. Attempting to block it would’ve been dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scratch!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound came a beat too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion stood unharmed after taking the full force of the petal-blizzard sword art. In fact, he remained perfectly still, holding his sword in the upper stance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tch!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ravienne, who’d grabbed Sion from behind, flinched. A cut appeared on her porcelain-like cheek. It was blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘He cut through the petal blizzard…?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t evasion. It wasn’t defense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t just charged straight through—he’d completely dismantled her twin-sword storm, enhanced by immense rotational force, and even landed a counterattack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both turned simultaneously. The match wasn’t over yet. They’d merely exchanged blows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Keeeng!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each other’s blades touched each other’s necks. Sion stood upright; Ravienne knelt on one knee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their blades scraped minutely, grating against their eardrums. They stared at each other expressionlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, Ravienne withdrew her sword first. Seeing her pendant emit an eerie light, it seemed the Goddess of Purity had given her some instruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Achille then whispered to Sion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Sion, you should stop too.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Wouldn’t it be better to settle this?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[They’ve apologized.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Goddess Lirienne proposes a draw.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion couldn’t help but chuckle in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Did she really say that? The Goddess herself?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Yes. Lirienne always had that childish— bratty side.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion squeezed his eyes shut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The joys, sorrows, loves, rages of humans—their unique personalities and quirks…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was true, as he’d heard: all these traits were reflections of the Goddesses themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even that high pride and childish pettiness were attributes of a certain Goddess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[She thought her Apostle could crush you, but when it didn’t go as planned, she pretended to be generous.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘That’s ridiculous.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Still, it felt satisfying. She must’ve clearly realized how strong my Apostle is.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Achille tried to hide it, her shoulders were tense with pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her sisters had dismissed her, but Sion had delivered a proper blow on her behalf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘But it feels a bit unsatisfying to let it go like this. We should at least get a proper apology or compensation…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Heheh, that’s so like you, Sion.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Goddess Achille laughed pleasantly. It sounded like clear bells ringing in his head, dispelling his stray thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Don’t worry. As compensation, you’ve received divine power.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Can divine power even be traded like that?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Of course. During the last Apostle assembly, the Goddesses held their own meeting. Divine power trading will be active for the time being.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion nodded. There was no longer any naturally generated divine power from the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Divine power itself had become limited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since it was now finite, its value had increased—making trade only natural.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Take it, Sion.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, Sion felt as if he were submerged in an ocean. His whole body floated upward, wrapped in inexplicable warmth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d received compensation substantial enough to drown him in divine power. A vast amount of divinity now resided within his circulation rings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This… this is…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Even the Goddesses who dislike me acknowledged your achievements during the Holy Kingdom assault. This is the divine power I received then. Use it wisely.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Goddess stroked Sion’s cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His feats had been so remarkable that even Goddesses who hated war had acknowledged him. Without him, the Heavenly Realm would’ve fallen into the Evil Gods’ hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you can’t possess it, it’s better to destroy it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘How… intriguing the relationships between Goddesses are.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Not ordinary at all. Complicated, they say. Even I find it exhausting to think about.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finishing his brief exchange with Goddess Achille, Sion watched Ravienne awkwardly fiddling with her hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d sheathed her twin swords and was now preoccupied with fixing her disheveled locks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This isn’t the end.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ravienne said curtly. This woman just wouldn’t let go. Sion nodded wearily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Next time, it won’t end as a joke like this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Next time, I’ll finish it for good.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ravienne turned away. She mounted her horse with elegant grace and glared at Sion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment of silence, she slowly opened her peach-like lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…I’m truly sorry about Garfenn. He was someone I respected as well—regardless of cult affiliations.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing her say that made it hard to keep his attitude sharp. After all, personal respect was separate from cult politics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion gave a slight bow in thanks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good fortune to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ravienne spurred her horse again. Watching her depart, Sion pondered why she’d gone out of her way to find him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could’ve killed him outright if she’d wanted—after all, his side had only Sion, while hers had an entire knightly order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘If I had to guess… was it a warning?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That the War Cult couldn’t join the new Round Table alliance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Well, that’s what I wanted anyway.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d never liked the Round Table to begin with—not even considering the Goddess of Light’s goodwill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that they were openly hostile, he could freely subjugate them. This was far better than an ambiguous alliance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion let out a short sigh and rejoined the returning procession. After one last look at his master’s coffin, he moved to the front.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>* * *\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[How was it?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I almost died.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ravienne spoke frankly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though she loved wordplay and metaphors outwardly, she never did so before her Goddess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Was it really that bad?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. Anyone seeing the Petal Blizzard Sword Art for the first time could never break it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You either overpower it with brute force, get overwhelmed, or at best, both sides suffer damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ravienne explained patiently to Lirienne, who knew nothing of swordsmanship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Hmm.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But the new Apostle of the Goddess of War didn’t do any of that.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ravienne had seen it clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The new Apostle of the Goddess of War, eyes wide open, hadn’t missed a single move of her relentless twin-sword storm. He’d evaded precisely, found the one opening, and struck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d been so shocked her reaction was delayed. She’d barely managed to twist her body away. The cut on her cheek was sheer luck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I nearly got split in half.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the blemish on her pretty face bothered her, the moment had been so chilling she’d forgotten even that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[So he’s truly that strong?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Goddess Lirienne of Purity stroked her Apostle’s cheek. Following her touch, the wound healed, fresh skin forming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the Goddess of Purity, she couldn’t bear any flaw marring her Apostle’s beauty. This was the main reason she’d halted the fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. Just as the other Goddesses feared… if we leave him too long, he’ll become uncontrollable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[He’s grown that strong already?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ravienne swallowed hard and forced a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I heard he’s only held a sword for about a year…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[That’s right.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And yet, he matched me—a swordsman with over ten years of experience—at minimum.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did Lirienne grasp the gravity of the situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[He really is a monster, isn’t he?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. If you hadn’t stopped me, I would’ve staked my life to kill him right there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[That serious?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Absolutely.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lirienne pressed her thumb to her lips, frowning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[What should we do now? Should we side with them again…? But I really, really hate submitting to Achille.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I will always follow your will, Goddess.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ravienne replied respectfully. Even if her Goddess seemed childish, her insight far surpassed any human’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Still, I’d rather die than see that child become the Sovereign Goddess.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[We must gather the Holy Grail shards as quickly as possible. Let’s return to the cult first. We’ll form an Anti-War Cult Alliance to oppose them.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wise decision.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>* * *\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The journey to the Holy Kingdom ended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Sion had said when leaving Elim, much had changed after their visit to the Holy Kingdom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world, Elim, and the relationships surrounding Sion—all had transformed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Sion’s appointment as Apostle was cause for celebration, Elim postponed its joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A grand funeral was held.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rain fell over Elim. Behind Gustein, who recited a eulogy drowned in sorrow, countless War Cult followers cast flowers onto Garfenn’s coffin with conflicted expressions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion and Ruina consoled Anna, who wailed while clutching the coffin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the hillside of Elim, a tombstone was erected beside the path upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Most virtuous, and strongest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most noble, and most burdened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Apostle of the Goddess of War, Garfenn Denkert.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rest peacefully in the Goddess’s garden.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>May he sit upon this hill, gaze upon the new era, and enjoy eternal rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One week later,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a calm atmosphere, the War Cult held the appointment ceremony for its new Apostle and Priestess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All blessed those who would lead the War Cult into the new era.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Schedule: Every mon, wed, fri and sun\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Review at\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>NovelUpdate\u003C\u002Fp>",1873,"2026-05-30T06:48:22.319Z","2026-06-01T04:30:34.110Z",1,"novelbin.me","e6b32d2f21e655f6ce4cd6239b12c44bb759f760214b177b9c35be57e7d9b80b","apostle-of-the-goddess-of-war-chapter-132","apostle-of-the-goddess-of-war-chapter-130",174,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fapostle-of-the-goddess-of-war-cover.jpg"]