[{"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-5":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},394463,657,"Chapter 5","apostle-of-the-goddess-of-war-chapter-5",5,"\u003Cp>Ch.5 Apostle of the Goddess of War\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion left his sword at the blacksmith’s before visiting a general store. With a businesslike expression, he began negotiating with the merchant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How much for this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A well-maintained sword. Almost like new. How about 3 silver coins?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s worth more than that, don’t you think?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naturally. Though it had been a cheap bandit’s sword, it had been fed with blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The goddess’s blessing had restored it, and now it carried divine energy – truly increased in value.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Sion, you really…]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The goddess was secretly amazed by Sion’s business acumen. Who would have thought an apostle would use her divine power for commerce!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s made of good steel. The edge lasts long. Please look again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How would a kid know good steel?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion shrugged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I just know. I can tell quality by the swing and sound.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The skeptical merchant tested Sion. His sharp eye quickly distinguished good blades from bad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Which of these is better quality?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion examined each sword, testing their weight and sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This one.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion had chosen correctly. The startled merchant stared at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This ordinary-looking boy had remarkable discernment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll buy both for 10 silver coins then.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Double that. I can tell you’re trying to cheat me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither blindly trusting nor obedient to adults, Sion bargained stubbornly his own way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where did this kid come from?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The merchant clicked his tongue. Then asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where’d you get these items, boy?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Found them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Found them? On a battlefield?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There were dead bandits outside town.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The merchant gave Sion a suspicious look, noticing the younger children hiding behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Risking danger to feed his siblings?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tough times made people desperate. Survival in this harsh world required sharp instincts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tch. Fine, fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Sion had met a kind merchant who gave fair prices.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t mention it. How about working for me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve got a good eye, quick wit, and silver tongue – born for business! I’ll make you rich!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The goddess raged at this merchant coveting her apostle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[How dare you!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though unable to hear her yet, Sion answered perfectly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, but I’m already apprenticed. Sorry.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I see. Understood.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The merchant regretfully conceded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Everyone wants Sion’s talents… I must bestow blessings soon…]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While the goddess worried, Sion took his siblings to food stalls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thanks for the meal, brother!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re the best!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Eat up. Ruina, you too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm. You too, brother.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their first proper meal in ages – the four attacked the food like starving beasts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Sion… Can we really trust him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ruina, the second oldest, asked cautiously. She acted as guardian when Sion was away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He saved our lives.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ruina chewed her bread thoughtfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She trusted Sion’s judgment completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d never been wrong before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She tore her bread in half.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Have some more.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reunited with Garfenn, they were guided to the inner city. Overnight, former slaves now toured noble estates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘War apostles receive more respect than I thought?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The nervous siblings followed Sion, who remained unfazed by the opulence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garfern advised:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need to answer the lord’s questions. Just say you’re my apprentice.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Understood. Is he dangerous?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garfenn smirked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good instincts.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the parlor, a statue of the Goddess of Wisdom hung above the fireplace where Baron Flandre waited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“An honor to meet you. Flandre von Estert.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Garfenn.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And these?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion answered smoothly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m Garfenn’s squire and apprentice. These are my siblings learning to serve.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He filled in details Garfenn hadn’t mentioned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bright lad. I’d hire him myself, Garfenn.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Please sit. Tea is ready.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Baron snapped his fingers twice – a gesture to bring refreshments for the children too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their conversation began. Sion listened carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Nobles truly carry themselves differently.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even casual remarks lacked vulgarity. Sion noted the Baron’s diction and phrasing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If I may… why has War’s apostle come to my city?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Baron’s tone held suspicion. Garfenn answered bluntly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As I told your guards – just passing through. Restocking before we leave.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Baron remained skeptical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re not here to start trouble? If you intend bloodshed…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hostility was palpable. Even Sion found this cold reception strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘They really fear us this much?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Goddess of War’s reputation was worse than he’d thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Mother never mentioned her either.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Either unknown or deliberately avoided.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion resolved to learn more – to judge for himself beyond rumors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nonsense. Goddess Achille is no warmonger.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Her notoriety precedes her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Misunderstandings. We’ll leave peacefully.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the Baron remained unconvinced, Garfenn’s tone hardened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Unless you’d prefer to make those rumors true?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Baron quickly summoned servants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ha! Well then! While you’re here as guests, my servants will see to your comfort.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garfenn placed a hand over his heart in thanks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they were led to guest quarters, Sion noticed another visitor – a pale, well-groomed nobleman exuding aristocratic grace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garfenn turned Sion away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t stare so rudely.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. Sorry.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Sion asked bluntly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is that him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The source of coming bloodshed?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Your instincts are sharp.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion’s gaze turned cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Should I kill him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since when were you so bloodthirsty?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion’s innocent denial didn’t fool Garfenn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Just remember his face.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Understood.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion’s determined look suggested he’d soon use his well-polished sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The siblings found noble hospitality awkward. Servants brought warm baths without discrimination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘They dislike us but still treat us well?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, Garfenn’s status commanded respect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sion pondered what becoming an apostle truly meant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The path ahead required careful consideration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But seeing his siblings clean and well-fed made it worthwhile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘For them, I’ll become an apostle.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Garfenn away on business, Sion grew restless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Wasting time feels wrong.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving the children with Ruina, he practiced sword forms in the garden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swing after swing, his movements flowed naturally despite his inexperience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After intense training, applause interrupted him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A noble girl approached gracefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Impressive swordsmanship.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recognizing her status, Sion sheathed his sword and bowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, such manners too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…I’m Sion.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you know who I am?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a pause, Sion answered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Baron Flandre’s daughter?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She laughed behind her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Rebecca. Please be at ease – I rarely meet peers and was curious.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Sion hesitated, she patted the bench beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reluctantly, Sion sat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Why seek me out?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He doubted this was mere boredom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Schedule: Every mon, wed, fri and sun\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Review at\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>NovelUpdate\u003C\u002Fp>",1052,"2026-05-30T06:48:22.039Z","2026-06-01T04:30:34.110Z",1,"novelbin.me","02eaebf19a97f1af8e5f71cb334619824336f5bb6cac715a9b585221df5ef2a0","apostle-of-the-goddess-of-war-chapter-6","apostle-of-the-goddess-of-war-chapter-4",174,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fapostle-of-the-goddess-of-war-cover.jpg"]