Player Who Became A Constellation [EN]: Chapter 234

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Lord Arond was sweating profusely.

The Arond Territory, once known as the second capital within the Holy Order, was vast but its power had long since declined due to the fall of the Holy Order.

Because of this decline, the Arond Territory was vulnerable and became a target for the Black Inquisitors.

It was a place with many holy knights and priests, and symbolically important as the second capital.

The Black Inquisitors likely believed that occupying this territory would allow them to easily exert influence.

They persistently began to target this territory.

‘That’s why I sent a letter to His Holiness the Pope.’

The Black Inquisitors attacked periodically, and each time, the soldiers grew more exhausted.

Casualties continued to occur every night due to the raids.

As time passed, some of the exhausted territory residents even began to listen to the whispers of the cult.

Some people who were identified as cult sympathizers were caught and burned at the stake as a warning, but this had the opposite effect, fueling distrust among the territory residents.

‘The lord suspects us.’

This led to strong opposition even among the soldiers.

‘At this rate, we might be completely tainted by the cult.’

Lord Arond was deeply worried about this possibility.

Dressed in holy knight armor and wielding a sword, he stood on the outer wall.

He gritted his teeth, staring into the impenetrable darkness.

The sounds of soldiers moving about echoed around him.

Just then, the incident that Lord Arond had feared occurred.

“It’s a revolution!”

“Let’s reclaim the great glory of His Holiness, Pallace!”

“Aim for the outer gate!”

A riot erupted from within the Arond Territory.

Lord Arond turned to face the territory.

The darkness made it impossible to see clearly.

It seemed the rebels had taken advantage of this darkness to rise up.

“Damn it-!”

Holy knights and priests could use faint light to see, but ordinary soldiers were not so fortunate.

Most of the soldiers were deployed to protect the outer walls, leaving the outer gate relatively weak.

Even the Black Inquisitors lacked siege weapons to break through the outer gate.

But the situation would be drastically different if the gate were opened from the inside.

The moment a Wight [undead creature] entered through the opened gate, the Arond Territory would descend into hell.

“Holy knights! Holy knights!”

Lord Arond shouted.

But his voice was lost in the roar caused by the Wight.

In the darkness, he felt utterly alone.

It was then.

“Open it!”

A voice rang out from the outer gate.

Creak-!

“……!”

There seemed to be a significant number of rebels.

The holy knights and soldiers guarding the outer gate appeared to have been defeated.

“Damn it!”

Impatience overwhelmed him.

The darkness seemed to consume even his heart.

Exhaustion from lack of sleep and despair washed over him.

‘I have no choice but to go there directly-!’

He groped along the wall, searching for the path to the outer gate.

Suddenly, he encountered a territory resident in the darkness.

The resident looked disheveled from lack of sleep, holding a club in his hand and a torch that provided a faint light.

“Ah…”

The territory resident exclaimed upon seeing Lord Arond.

“Here-!”

As the territory resident tried to shout, Lord Arond swung his sword without hesitation, cutting him down.

‘It’s past curfew. There’s no way he’d be outside at this time.’

Especially near the outer gate!

He must have been a rebel.

The territory resident was quickly killed, his head flying off, but it was already too late.

Lord Arond sensed the presence of many people, as if they had heard the commotion.

Lord Arond channeled divine power into his sword.

He raised his sword high.

At a short distance, rioters were visible in the darkness.

They carried farming tools, kitchen knives, and clubs.

All crude weapons, but stained with eerie blood.

They must have attacked the soldiers in the darkness of the night.

“You, you fanatics!”

There were quite a few of them. It would be difficult to defeat them alone.

“It’s the lord.”

“Kill him!”

The rioters rushed at Lord Arond.

Lord Arond swung his sword, cutting down the rioters.

But a metallic sound rang out from behind.

He was stabbed with a farming tool.

A club struck his helmet from the side.

From all directions, dozens, hundreds of people surged forward.

“Ugh!”

The rioters hacked at him.

The armor protected his body, but it began to dent under the relentless assault.

Lord Arond felt the pain.

‘Will I die like this, becoming minced meat?’

“Sa, save me!”

He pleaded in terror.

But the rioters giggled, seemingly enjoying the lord’s despair.

‘Ah, Azellan [God of Light]! Save me from these corruptors!’

Taking advantage of the darkness, the corrupted were plundering this territory and trying to corrupt the innocent.

That alone had to be stopped.

But he lacked the strength.

‘If there is light… if there is light…!’

If only there was hope-!

It was then.

Whoosh-!

Bright light spread throughout the Arond Territory.

Lord Arond widened his eyes in surprise and looked up at the sky.

Something was floating high above.

Everyone’s eyes followed his gaze.

They stopped fighting and stared at the woman floating in the sky.

She wore pure white full body armor.

A sacred holy sword was in her right hand, and a heavy shield of white light seemed to envelop her entire body.

Sublime divine power radiated from the pure white wings of light behind her.

The rioters widened their eyes and whispered.

“…An, an angel!?”

“Th, then are they on our side?!”

Lord Arond felt a chill run down his spine.

An angel.

Did that mean they were on the side of the fallen Constellations [powerful celestial beings]?

But something caught his eye.

Blue hair and eyes. A characteristic of the Norse.

‘The Holy Maiden of Light!?’

The Holy Maiden of Asgard had appeared before his eyes.

***

Cancun opened her mouth in surprise.

‘I, I flew!?’

She trembled in fear while flailing in the air.

She had been able to maintain her balance when jumping high.

But the feeling of flying for the first time was quite different from jumping.

It was as if she was no longer affected by gravity.

‘I feel like something has gotten faster.’

Indeed, the Constellation’s artifact was amazing.

So was the Holy Sword Burtgang, and this Mercury’s Shield that created wings was also extraordinary.

‘Uh… so…?’

Cancun looked down.

The Wights who were besieging and attacking the Arond Territory were looking up at her.

The Black Inquisitors showed signs of hesitation.

Then they were hunted down by the Einherjar [Norse warriors] who were escorting Loki’s carriage.

‘Yeah, that side doesn’t seem to have any problems.’

She turned her gaze and looked inside the Arond Territory.

Hundreds of territory residents were gathered near the outer gate.

However, it didn’t seem like they had gathered with good intentions.

There were bleeding soldiers, and around those soldiers, territory residents were trying to open the outer gate.

‘Internal rebellion?’

They must be people who had been seduced by the cult.

Cancun recalled what Loki had said.

“I’ll tell you the ability. It increases the user’s flight ability and agility. And…”

“It imbues light.”

Cancun turned her gaze and looked at the Arond soldiers who seemed to be on her side.

Soldiers on the outer wall.

And Lord Arond, who was isolated and fighting alone at the outer gate.

“May light be imbued.”

At the same time as her murmur, light poured out from the soldiers’ entire bodies.

The Arond soldiers widened their eyes.

The darkness disappeared, and bright light dwelled in their weapons.

Mercury’s ability to hold light.

“And….”

Their wounds began to heal.

Divine power surrounded their bodies, forming a shield.

The ability of the Holy Sword, Burtgang.

“…Ah!?”

At that moment, her body staggered.

It felt like all the divine power in her body was being exhausted.

‘This… is really hard?’

How did Loki handle all of these things?

‘I might need to adapt more to fighting while maintaining this ability.’

She took out a water bottle from her waist.

It was the water of the Holy Sea.

She drank it and recharged her divine power.

‘First of all, this battle is impossible.’

But since she had given the ability to the Arond soldiers, there was no need for her to step in.

***

“Oooooooo!”

Lord Arond swung his sword with the overflowing energy in his body.

Crack-!

He split a rioter’s body in half.

The divine power dwelled in the sword.

The energy that had been depleted from his body was completely replenished.

The body that had been tired due to lack of sleep was recovering.

“It’s the Holy Maiden’s miracle!”

The soldiers on the outer wall shouted with high morale.

“The outer gate is in danger!”

“The lord is blocking it alone! Help! Divide the troops!”

The soldiers on the outer wall headed towards the outer gate.

Lord Arond was relieved at the sight, but on the other hand, he also felt regret.

He had experienced a miracle.

The power that surged throughout his body.

He wanted to use this power to his heart’s content.

“Eeyah!”

He swung his sword and cut down another rioter.

He slapped away a rebel who was attacking from the side with his left hand.

It was tremendous brute force.

‘…I thought it was a rumor.’

When the words “Constellation of the End” came out, he did not question it because it was Zaus’s words.

However, he had dismissed the rumors about the Holy Maiden as nonsense.

Barbarian.

He thought that a Holy Maiden could not come from a Norse tribe.

But he had now experienced a miracle.

Such a sacred power, unless it was the Holy Maiden chosen by Azellan, there was no way she could perform such a miracle!

“What are you so scared of?”

The rioters looked at Lord Arond in fear.

He was the one who had been screaming in fear just a moment ago.

He had his wounds healed, laughed like crazy, and swung his sword, slaughtering people with tremendous power.

He looked like a madman.

“Come on. You fanatics!”

Who was calling who a fanatic….

The rioters wanted to retort.

But they were unable to refute, overwhelmed by Lord Arond’s momentum.

There was only one thing they could do.

They had already listened to the Black Inquisitor.

Their ending was also determined.

There was no longer any place to retreat.

The rioters screamed and rushed at the lord.

***

Lord Arond pulled the sword from the rioter’s head and swung it in the air.

He wiped the blood from the sword with the back of his hand.

The rebels were all dead, and the Black Inquisitors had fled.

The battle had ended in victory for the Arond Territory.

“Open the outer gate.”

At Lord Arond’s dignified words, the soldiers opened the outer gate.

The doors opened to the left and right.

A woman scattering pure white light slowly flew in through the gap.

“Ah…!”

The soldiers of Arond looked at the Norse woman, knelt down, bowed their heads, and put their hands together.

They were offering prayers.

The Holy Maiden of Light flew in front of Lord Arond.

Lord Arond had a blissful expression on his face at the sight.

He knelt down and bowed his head.

“Holy Maiden!”

“…I am not a Holy Maiden.”

‘There’s no way.’

Lord Arond was once again moved by the Holy Maiden’s humility.

Her clear voice seemed to purify his head.

There was no way that someone with this kind of power was not a Holy Maiden.

“It seems you were attacked.”

“Yes, but thanks to the Holy Maiden’s power, we were able to eliminate the evil forces and protect this territory.”

Cancun, the Holy Maiden, had an awkward expression on her face at Lord Arond’s overly humble attitude.

The wings of light spread behind her disappeared.

Divine power scattered around, becoming feathers and slowly falling down.

As her feet touched the blood-stained floor, Lord Arond widened his eyes.

‘Oh no…!’

How could the Holy Maiden be defiled by this dirty floor!

“Hey!”

Lord Arond shouted at the soldiers.

The soldiers also saw Cancun’s appearance and hurriedly ran somewhere.

And they quickly brought a carpet.

“Holy Maiden. The floor is dirty. I will lay a carpet for you.”

“Oh my! Thank you! How kind!”

Cancun clapped her hands together and smiled brightly.

Lord Arond felt his heart being purified at the sight.

The soldier tried to lay the carpet, but Cancun took it instead.

“You can give it to me.”

And Cancun spread the carpet on the floor.

“Th… we….”

The soldier tried to speak, but he couldn’t dare to touch Cancun.

“It was a long journey. Please, prepare a place for that person to rest.”

That person?

It was when Lord Arond was wondering.

Cancun knelt on the dirty blood floor next to the carpet.

It was when Lord Arond was making an astonished expression.

A jet-black being walked out from between the outer gates.