Huh? Are they all real?...

The sacred tree, like a nimble breeze, raised its hand and said:

"Then I assure you, she is safe and well. And very soon, really soon, I will return her to you in perfect condition!"

Seeing that the sacred tree had said so, Moen had no choice but to relent and say:

"Okay, then at least tell me roughly how long it will take?"

Seeing that Moen had finally relented, the Holy Tree happily lifted her skirt and twirled in front of Moen.

When the beautiful wind stopped, she put her hands behind her back, leaned forward to look at Moen, and said with her eyes curving into crescents:

"This is the first time I've ever been willful with you, and it's also the first time you've agreed to my willfulness. I'm so happy!"

This made Moen laugh:

"What's wrong? You seem a little strange today?"

Looking at the sacred tree bowing before him, Moen suddenly felt a little sorry that the sacred tree's attire had always been very conservative.

Although it looks nice, you really can't see anything.

So much so that what should have been a gesture of affection only revealed a playfulness that she almost never displays.

"Because I'm so happy! Although I can't tell you exactly why, I'm really, really, really happy right now!"

Clearly, her happiness wasn't solely due to Moen granting her wish.

The Holy Tree, who had straightened up, put her hands behind her back. As the protector of the elves, she hummed and danced like an elf for the first time in front of Moen.

It was just a simple, tuneless humming, just random bouncing and spinning.

But it has a beauty that is so stunning it's indescribable.

Moen was stunned for a long time before he came up with an adjective that was not quite in line with the current situation but seemed to be the only appropriate one—simplicity is the ultimate sophistication.

It's almost completely out of place with the art style of this world, yet it fits inexplicably.

After the sacred tree circled around Moen with a soft hum, she finally stopped, as if she were tap dancing.

It was only at this moment that Moen made this surprising discovery.

The sacred tree had changed into a different dress without anyone noticing.

It still uses the same dark color scheme, but it's no longer as conservative as before; instead, it looks unusually bold.

Then, she bent down in front of Moen again and said with a mischievous smile:

"How was it this time? Is it still a pity, my Majesty?"

After taking a deep look, Moen turned his head slightly and said:

"Thank you for the treat. No, well, anyway, thank you."

It's impossible not to watch it.

But even watching closely, Moen couldn't be that shameless.

Moen was somewhat annoyed that he wasn't thick-skinned enough.

Moen's reaction made the Sacred Tree burst into laughter.

She laughed heartily, and her laughter was as beautiful as she was.

No matter the tone, it's all so captivating.

Like a siren who could make sailors fall into the deep sea with her song without any regret.

"You're still the same, Your Majesty, but... regarding your question, well, how should I put it?"

Once again, the sacred tree straightened up, raised its hand to its chin, and pondered for a long time as if deep in thought.

She gradually shed her earlier coquettishness and transformed back into her initial kindness and tolerance.

"I think it will be fine once you've dealt with the White Calamity."

The sacred tree's answer made Moen look at her incredulously:

"you know?"

The sacred tree tilted its head and looked at Moen, saying:

"Yes, that's what you've been searching for, so it's not just that human girl who's helping you find the answer!"

Moen's surprise was quickly dispelled.

All that remained was guilt and an ever-growing sense of affection.

"I really don't know how to thank you enough."

It was as if they were waiting for this sentence.

The Holy Tree strode up to Moen, almost face to face, and said:

"It's very simple!"

Compared to the girl's initiative, Moen was a little unsure how to respond.

Moen is used to being around girls, but not to this extent.

"Wha, what?"

The sacred tree took another large step back, then opened its arms towards Moen, swaying its hips playfully and moving its entire body as it spoke:

Let me hug you again!

I felt a little embarrassed, but I simply couldn't refuse.

So after hesitating for a moment, Moen also opened his arms and wanted to hug him.

However, the sacred tree, seemingly unable to wait any longer, stepped forward and embraced him the moment he opened his arms.

"Mmm, mmm, that's enough, that's enough, no, that's enough for now, I'll ask you for more later!"

Moen cherished the tenderness of the sacred tree. The sacred tree, in turn, cherished him even more.

Feeling the warmth of Moen in his arms, he hesitated for a moment before wrapping his arms around her.

"How happy are you? You seem completely different from usual."

Not knowing whether to say that he hugged Moen or that Moen hugged his sacred tree, he thought for a moment and then said:

"Yes, I'm so happy, it feels like I've found you again!"

For the Sacred Tree, the moment the Eternal King drank the first potion under the starry sky was the happiest moment of her life.

Because she knew that her only treasure had been found again!

Moen, who clearly knew what that meant, was utterly astonished:

Are you that happy?

What exactly did you do?

What could possibly make a goddess feel as happy as finding her king again?

This was something that almost did not exist in Moen's mind.

Therefore, he was extremely curious at this moment.

The sacred tree nodded repeatedly, saying:

"Yes, yes, I'm so happy!"

Moen wanted to ask for details, but then she remembered that she had said she would keep it a secret from her for the time being, and she had agreed to that.

Moen had no choice but to suppress his question and instead asked another question that he had been thinking about.

"Alright, I won't ask any further. However, I'd like to know if you've thought about how I'm supposed to participate in the ceremony later?"

Although it was confirmed that there was no problem with the sacred tree.

But today, an even more pressing issue awaits Moen—the four kings carrying the coffin.

If it were just ordinary people attending the ceremony, then Moen would have many ways to fool them.

However, Moen didn't believe that only ordinary people would be watching.

What's even more troublesome than these things is that Ansa and the witch will also be watching.

They had no idea that the four kings, no, the five kings who would be the main characters in a short time, were all the same person!

If they discover anything, Moen can't even imagine how horrible the scene would be.

"Even if we can use a symbolic coffin to explain why Augustus wasn't inside, I'd still have to figure out how to create three 'me's'!"

This is a real problem.

But the sacred tree laughed indifferently:

"That's not a problem, because I've already thought of a solution for you!"

"What? This can't be considered a secret anymore, can it?"

Seeing Moen's expression, the Holy Tree laughed even harder and hugged him tighter, saying:

"Of course!"

After saying that, she leaned on Moen's shoulder and gently told him the plan she had prepared.

Upon hearing this, Moen, who had been wondering if she would suggest that they impersonate her and go upstairs, was stunned.

"Is this...can this be done?"

The sacred tree nodded with absolute confidence:

"Of course I can. Why would I tell you if I couldn't? You know, Your Majesty, I have never lied to you!"

-

The appointed time finally arrived.

The sun, which has been high in the sky since the beginning of creation, has moved precisely to the center of the sky.

This marks the final moment of Augustus's funeral—the moment of burial!

In fact, this was almost the only procedure in this funeral.

Because at the very beginning of the preparations, the goddess canceled all other procedures and arrangements.

This was originally just a small struggle by the witch for her future.

But to the others, it was a sudden, enlightening awakening.

Yes, no further arrangements are needed.

Augustus's achievements need no one to recount them, so any embellishment or arrangement at his funeral would be superfluous and even a burden.

People only need to look at him to know that all people have benefited from his grace!

In this way, all that is needed is for people to see Augustus off on his final journey.

No one needs to say anything.

When they realized that the funeral was officially beginning.

Everyone who came, regardless of age, gender, or social status, was welcome to come.

Whether on both sides of the road, or in the distant mountains and on the horizon.

They all bowed their heads in respect.

To pay my final respects to the first and last king of the world.

In fact, they were neither wrong in their thinking nor wrong in their actions.

He was indeed the king of the world, but not the king of the world as they perceived him.

Chapter 404 Do you even deserve it? (4k)

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, a coffin, its main body carved from white marble, rested steadily on the shoulders of the four kings.

Seeing this scene, even though the vast majority of people came specifically for this legendary moment.

They all couldn't help but hold their breath.

To the left front is the Eternal King Erenian Gilgalad, and to the right front is the Moon King Vladzebelstagra.