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Chapter 801

Chapter 801: Chapter 182: Hero Dies from Betrayal Chapter 801: Chapter 182: Hero Dies from Betrayal “Because I was the witness to the covenant of the Valley of the Beheaded,”

Merlin had once said this to Aiwass.

Aiwass then wondered why the Valley of the Beheaded was connected to Merlin...and now he understood.

Seeing Merlin’s youthful appearance, he must not have yet become “Great Sage Merlin.”

So, the witnessing of the covenant must have also been an event that occurred later...likely after the fall of the Giant Kingdom.

“Yes, esteemed Sir Helquinn.”

Gavin bowed politely and respectfully to Aiwass, “We are knights of the rebel army following King Arthur to subdue that debauched and lawless Giant King.

“Though we are all humans, we also possess the determination to conquer the Giants.

King Arthur traveled across the entire Helasal Empire to gather us under his command.

“We vowed—if we truly managed to destroy the Giant Kingdom of Alktoth, we would establish a new nation upon this Isle of Avalon.

...

Then Arthur shall be our new king...a king belonging to mankind!”

While Gavin said this, he evidently still had some concerns.

After all, Helquinn was an Elf.

He did not know whether his words would gain Helquinn’s approval.

But Aiwass merely nodded slightly.

“Well done.”

He earnestly commended, “To stand against the Giants in battle demonstrates that you possess transcendent courage.”

Aiwass clearly heard, after he affirmed their motive for war, a young knight couldn’t help but sigh in relief, even relaxing his stance somewhat.

Thus, Aiwass, feeling mischievous, decided to put some pressure on the young knights.@@@@

“By the way.”

Aiwass suddenly spoke, “You all say I have become a ‘hero’...

“But tell me, did I ultimately fail?”

At his words, the camp fell into silence.

Originally, a male and female knight whispering in a corner spoke very softly.

But as the camp suddenly quieted, their conversation seemed so clear.

They quickly realized the situation and were startled, promptly shutting their mouths.

Afraid that Aiwass might call on them to answer his question.

Aiwass took a closer look, a sense of familiarity—

—Wasn’t this Lancelot and Guinevere?

As Aiwass scanned the crowd, hardly a few dared meet his gaze.

Such an attitude...?

Thus, Aiwass slightly frowned and addressed, “Mr.

Merlin.”

“Yes!”

Merlin responded with a start, almost shouting his reply.

Aiwass clearly heard a knight abruptly sigh in relief.

“Please clarify for me.”

Aiwass politely said, “When exactly did my life end?”

“This…”

Merlin hesitated.

Aiwass quietly pressed, putting pressure on Merlin, “Did I not die gloriously?”

To this day, they have not dissipated; they likely won’t in the future.”

Arthur looked at Aiwass and said, “Those were… your former subordinates.”

Hearing this, Aiwass finally fell into silence.

Heroes… fallen because of betrayal.

And at that moment.

Merlin suddenly spoke, “It will end.”

Aiwass looked over at him.

And Merlin met Aiwass’s gaze without hesitation.

His eyes firm, “When everything ends, when the Giants are defeated by us, when we achieve the final victory—I will pray to Twilight to bury them; or to the Great Sage for their ascension into The Wild Hunt.

“I’ve heard that the people of Valley of the Beheaded have collected the bones of heroes.

Although most of their remains were devoured by the Giants, a small portion was protected and preserved by them giving up their lives.

With these items as a medium, it should suffice to let them rest.

“And…”

Merlin stepped forward and took Aiwass’s hands, “I implore you to agree to my plan!

This will also help us defeat that powerful enemy!”

“—Plan?”

Aiwass asked with interest, “What plan?”

“I hope to conduct The Wild Hunt ceremony for you.”

Merlin paused slightly, but continued, “The ‘Heroic Spirit Summoning’ only calls forth frozen fragments of the past.

These are not souls, nor do they have bodies.

Sir Helquinn’s body indeed can no longer be found, and those raging resentful spirits we cannot mollify… but with you as a medium…”

“That sounds feasible,”

Aiwass readily agreed.

He reflected with some sentiment, growing clearer…

“So that’s what happened back then.

Valley of the Beheaded, Eagle Cape Village, Wild Hunt King…

…Lord of Scalefeather, do you wish for me to witness this scene again?

Because I hope to sign the Covenant of Great Sin with Sir Helquinn, do you think I need to know the full story before I decide?”

“As for the enemy…”

Merlin said gravely, “We have already angered the Giants, they prayed for the Angel Envoy to come and fight against us.

Probably My King summoned you here for this reason.

“We are about to confront the emissary of Supreme Heaven—’Tyrant’ Caligula!”

…That ‘Tyrant’ who, after each resurrection, is hunted down again by the Knights of the Round Table?

“What an… unusual enemy.”

Aiwass’s mouth curved slightly, full of a warrior’s intent.

Originally, facing an Angel Envoy was quite a pressure for Aiwass.

He had not forgotten the immense pressure that ‘Breaker of Sieges’ Erinyes had brought him.

But this time it’s different!

Let’s not mention Merlin’s ceremony for now…

—Behind me, this person named Arthur, this big brother is now in the state of being inhabited by the Pillar God!

This wave, this wave is calling for a duo queue with Heaven!