Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

273: God Almighty and the King of the Wild Hunt (4k)

The next day, perhaps because she had planned it all along, or perhaps because of what happened the night before, in any case, Novia led everyone to Tolifas, the city where the Yggdrasil family was located, early in the morning.

Although Bucharest, the capital of Romania, is some distance from Tolfas, it is easily accessible via Abigail's 'doors'.

Although the main purpose was to visit the Yggdrasil family, Novia also took Siegfried and the others for a stroll in the streets and to buy some food.

The group of seven included people of all shapes and sizes, with Gold feeling the most pressure. However, since he had interacted with Novia and Siegfried quite a bit before, he was able to keep a calm mindset. In addition, there were quite a few men and women who came to chat with him, mostly for Novia. However, as soon as the blond man opened his mouth, people could only leave with a wry smile.

However, looking at it another way, perhaps it's because Novia is currently wearing a half-leopard mask and has to go shirtless.

"Speaking of which, why did you dress like that?"

Siegfried asked calmly, while the others, except for Tralock who knew the inside story, were also curious and stared at Novia, waiting for his response.

"Why do you ask me? After all, as the sun god of the Americas, my appearance in this capacity is quite unpredictable."

Novia gave a rare, unserious reply.

This made Tralock, who was standing nearby, unconsciously glance at him, and then she exchanged a look with Abigail. Yesterday, she had won the right to sleep thanks to Fran's help... but because of Abigail's obstruction, she really just slept.

“Is that so?” Siegfried nodded silently, then took off his shirt as he spoke. “Then I’ll dress like you too. By the way, Beowulf likes to dress like this too, even though it’s so cold in Northern Europe…”

"Beowulf is always ready to fight. After all, that place is like that. The endless cold stimulates the body and will inevitably make the blood boil, thus tempering oneself."

"That's absolutely true. I'm feeling that long-lost passion again."

Siegfried nodded again, seemingly lost in thought.

The conversation between the two made Gold sweat profusely. If he hadn't known that he was indeed a bit too big, he would have even considered taking off his clothes.

"Mr. Gold, don't be sad. It's a good thing to be a little chubby. It used to be so hard to gain weight. Besides, Fran believes that with your amazing alchemy skills, losing weight will be a piece of cake for you."

Fran said with a smile, after all, she had assisted the young Moriarty in dealing with various matters between students at the university, so she had a clear understanding of Gold's mindset.

"In other words, Master is a promising talent, right, Fran?"

"That's right, just like Uncle Siegfried said, a promising prospect."

"Please, spare me now..."

Gold scratched his head, though he knew it was just a comforting remark, he was still quite pleased.

"Just stay healthy."

Novia also said with a smile.

The sun shines brightly, the sky is blue, and the pedestrians in the city are full of energy.

Undoubtedly, most people feel much better simply by taking a walk in a place with this kind of atmosphere.

At that moment, Joan of Arc saw that everyone except her was laughing, even the usually aloof Tralock sighed in response to a laugh, so she also showed a very subtle smile. Although she felt that the atmosphere was really nice, she was also a little worried about whether she could find an opportunity to let her guard down with this American sun god whose 'disguise' skills were so superb.

But the girl herself immediately shook off this feeling of dejection and became determined once again.

Since it is the Lord's revelation, then for the sake of world peace and the future of the world, I must never 'lose to pagan gods'.

However, Joan of Arc has never discerned any 'schemes' or 'plots' in the men's minds. Instead, they only talk about normal trivial matters. But she understands this, since it is a plan that can affect the planet's structure. There is no need to keep talking about it or nagging about it in her mind all the time.

Then, the group arrived at the base of the Thousand World Tree Clan.

"We have been waiting for you for a long time. Please come in."

The android at the city gate, having apparently learned of the news from within the family, kindly led Novia the way.

Before long, the artificial life form leading the way stopped.

"This is the place. It's almost time for other artificial life forms to wake up, so I need to switch shifts and go to sleep. I'll take my leave now and apologize profusely."

"Wait, take me there. You're not feeling well. Let me help you get some rest."

This made the homunculus leading the way blink. Although it wasn't as serious as that of the cavalry master Serenique, who liked to sacrifice them, or the sorcerer master Roger, who would use them as experimental tools, Danic or Gord and others regarded artificial life forms as mere tools or batteries.

Gold's behavior today is rather strange... However, after thinking about it, the android realized that the atmosphere among these people seemed 'strange,' and Gold's status was indeed higher than theirs, so it nodded.

"Fran, I want to go see too!"

"this......"

Upon hearing this, Gold looked at Novia with a questioning gaze, to which Novia nodded naturally, and the two then left with the android.

Then Novia pushed open the door—

"Your Highness Avia!"

The figure that appeared with the sound was a servant, but he was almost half-undressed, with all the buttons of his pajamas undone, revealing his fair abdomen.

"you are?"

Traloc coldly flicked his whip-like hand, startling the servants who had been rushing over excitedly into a daze. Then, upon seeing that Novia and Siegfried were both shirtless, their mood seemed to improve considerably, and they spoke:

"A capable Servant who possesses many Noble Phantasms, namely Astolfo, one of Charlemagne's Twelve Knights!"

When Novia arrived at the castle of the Yggdrasil family, she secretly observed that Siegfried, who had a good relationship with the former Hunnic king, was quite close to her, and that his relationship with him bore some resemblance to the murals in the Colossus ruins that Astolfo and Charlemagne had visited...

This convinced Astolfo that the blond man was the Hunnic king Avia, but why not the silver-haired man Charles had mentioned?

It's very simple. Charles made a mistake, so His Highness lost the bet.

"It's Astolfo."

“Yes, yes, Astolfo.” Astolfo nodded. “Your Highness, why don’t you call me Astolfo?”

"Okay, Afu."

"yeah!"

After receiving Novia's permission, Afu instantly jumped up and raised one hand, radiating an aura from within, a gesture that perfectly suited the term 'woman'.

"Greetings, Your Excellency. I am Chiron from Greece. Our Masters have been overwhelmed with family affairs and have therefore relinquished control to us. Please forgive them."

After Astolfo quieted down, the Black archers began their self-introductions.

Novia nodded in agreement and casually said with a smile, "Even after so many years, the stars in the sky haven't changed."

At that moment, a rare hint of confusion appeared on the serene face of Karon, who was now actually meeting him.

From the fifth sun of Zeus, whose mythological status in the world is equivalent to that of the Greek god-king, he actually felt a slight reaction from the real Sagittarius, not the conceptual Sagittarius, but the Sagittarius that actually exists in the universe.

According to Greek mythology, Heracles accidentally shot Chiron, his teacher, with a poisoned arrow from the Hydra. In the end, Chiron decided to exchange himself for Prometheus, freeing Prometheus from his suffering while giving up his own immortality, thus freeing both of them. Later, Zeus raised him to the sky, where he became the constellation Sagittarius, holding a bow and arrow.

During the Age of Gods, each of the major pantheons on Earth had its own gods. Everyone had a sun god and a moon god, but there is only one sun and one moon in the universe. So what stars did these gods of the Age of Gods refer to?

The answer is simple: they're all conceptual—conceptual stars, conceptual universes, and so on...

For example, imagine Earth in the Age of Gods as a large circle, with the various pantheons within it forming smaller circles, and the universes within those circles representing the different pantheons.

As for whether they are connected or aware of each other, this should not be a secret among the pantheons, after all, in FSF, the Amazon Queen Hippolyta, a true cavalry unit, refers to Norseland as a foreign land in her memories.

However, the aura emanating from Sagittarius vanished instantly, leading Chiron to believe that he might have misunderstood. After all, the other party was the omnipotent sun god who unified all the gods in a mythological sense, perhaps equivalent to Sagittarius in the Americas. After all, his Noble Phantasm, "Scorpio Shot," was based on the legend of Sagittarius firing a meteor strike.

After thinking it over in his mind, Chiron answered:

"There's nothing we can do about it."

The starry sky seen by the gods is not much different from the starry sky of Triphas today.

Human life has changed, and history continues to turn, but the world itself has not changed much.

War, love, contemplation, issuing commands—even if the so-called king or god has disappeared, their actions are no different from those of the divine era.

There's nothing we can do about it. No matter how much you exercise, it's impossible for a person to never feel hungry. If you could truly achieve a state where you never feel hungry, that would be like a curse. Humans can cultivate wisdom, pass on knowledge, and increase knowledge, which can make wisdom more developed and also increase ways to control instincts. But it can never erase instincts, nor does it mean that the instincts rooted in the body will change.

As the world has developed to this point, there are people who exploit others and people who are exploited in some places. It's not a simple matter of black and white, but rather a system. No one is inherently bad, but there is no justice either.

Therefore, if it were possible to change things so easily, it would not be humans, but some other, more fantastical creature.

Nevertheless, people will still strive to achieve something that is above humanity.

Both the teacher of many Greek heroes and the saint who established the largest foundation of humanity understood this principle.

However, Chiron felt that the fifth sun god of the Americas before him was like the Greek god-king; although their appearances and temperaments differed greatly, they shared a common trait: 'love for humanity.' If Chiron didn't know the status of the fifth sun god of the Americas, he would have truly felt that the blond man before him was the embodiment of what Zeus, the king of the gods, had failed to achieve in the age of gods—the unification of the gods to become a completely omnipotent god…

Chiron's situation was unavoidable because Novia had once held power over all of Rome, which meant all of Greece.

It's normal for him to have such a misconception. For example, if Atalanta were to actually see Novia, the huntress might even momentarily mistake her for Artemis, the moon goddess, appearing in the Holy Grail War in this demotion. In other words, if Novia hadn't appeared as the fifth sun of the Americas, she would probably have been seen by the Greek heroes as the embodiment of their respective highest-ranking god...

Thinking of this, Chiron suddenly said:

"Then you must love humans too."

After blurting out those words, Chiron felt it was all unnecessary, since Chiron was a foreign god who resembled Zeus in many ways, and there was no need to ask about that.

However, Novia simply smiled at this:

"After all, there are some things that only humans can do, not gods."

Chiron smiled, thinking how wonderful it was to welcome the strongest being in this Holy Grail War with such joy.

"I'm so lucky, even too lucky," Chiron said slowly, his emotions surging.

"I hope my knowledge can be of some help to you... In any case, at this moment, I will do my best for you."

After Yu Chirong's voice fell, a fierce voice appeared.

"Knew it."

Mordred swaggered in, staring straight at Novia; the Red Swordsman could never forget that aura.

"The King of the Wild Hunt".

Although he is not his father, he possesses the same... wild hunting, or perhaps the aura of a storm.

Although Mordred also understood that this self-proclaimed American sun god possessed an incredibly strong Wild Hunt aura, and could even be considered to be a descendant of the King of the Wild Hunt, with the rest being manifestations of the 'King of the Wild Hunt' indirectly or directly derived from him.

In Norse mythology, there are Odin, Freya, and Frigga; in German mythology, there is Walden; in Irish mythology, there is Nuada the Silver-Armed; in Welsh mythology, there is Gwyn the Demigod; and in British mythology, there is the Knight King... Of course, Mordred would never admit this; she simply sees them as opponents she must challenge to succeed to the throne, which is very naive.

"Don't run so fast, swordsman."

The panting Lion Robber wiped the sweat from his brow and then, looking quite embarrassed, continued speaking to everyone present.

"Excuse me, excuse me, the swordsman seems a little excited. Please forgive our intrusion, swordsman, no, Your Majesty, we should be going."

Mordred's expression twisted slightly at this. She seemed about to speak, but hesitated for a moment and looked away.

"Don't get in my way. I've already said I'm going to challenge this sun god."

274: It's all Merry's fault (5k)

"Honestly, how dare someone who's not even a god speak like that? I'm so angry I want to tear you to pieces..."

Tralock pushed up his sunglasses, his dark blue hair shimmering like the sea.

Her profile, illuminated by the light, was expressionless; she seemed uninterested in Mordred, simply watching indifferently.

"Mordred, the Knight of the Round Table? You should be prepared to die before offering advice to the gods. Your god-king should have said that, right?"

Before Traloc finished speaking, Mordred felt an astonishing magical force surge through her body, a pressure as if her blood had frozen solid. Then, a violent shaking suddenly came from beneath her feet... the earth was trembling.

With a thunderous roar, Tralock's whip-like weapon arrived, shaking the earth as it pressed in from the darkness that appeared out of nowhere.

Space cracked open, revealing darkness. Mordred, who was being suppressed and finding it difficult to move, sensed that a part of her spirit armor had been completely shattered and disappeared. At the same time, she also felt a 'heavy' force; the gravity here was exceptionally terrifying.

Tralock is undoubtedly an absolute powerhouse.

Mordred is undoubtedly the weakest of the weak.

To the Third Sun, no matter how many Knights of the Round Table there are, they are no different from grunts, let alone Mordred, who is only at the bottom of the Round Table. There is no need to ask any more questions; once they fight, she has a 100% chance of winning. The only difference is whether it takes time or not.

Although Traloc is a fairy manifested from the Lake of the Moon and is also the 'soul' of the city Tenochtitlan, his strength is normally not at the level of a supreme god.

However, given that the Rain God himself, the Smoke Mirror, and the Left Hummingbird acknowledge her as the Rain God, and considering that she is currently a subordinate deity of the Fifth Sun, Favia, her strength has naturally reached the level of the Third Sun, that is, the level of a high-ranking god... It is normal for a supreme being of a pantheon to have subordinate deities. If Favia wanted to, summoning the Smoke Mirror and the Feathered Serpent God would not be impossible.

Although they are all suns, the fifth sun holds a higher status than the previous four suns in the world and in the Americas, after all, it is the only one that commands the gods of the Americas.

Next, for Mordred, who was completely immobilized, all that was needed for Traloc to do was to swing that whip-like weapon at Mordred's armor; there was no need to precisely target her spirit core, for its destructive power would send her directly back to the Throne of Heroes...