Chapter 151: The Truth – Part 3 (Last)
“This can’t be…”
Miranda smiled knowingly, as if anticipating Leon’s reaction, and cast a gentle gaze upon him.
“I understand this may be difficult to accept, but it’s the truth, and I want you to hear the entire story first,” Miranda said softly, prompting Leon to snap out of his daze.
Leon took a deep breath, settling back into his seat, his expression serious as he locked eyes with Miranda.
“Please, go on,” he said, his hands tightening slightly.
Miranda nodded and began her explanation: “When the gods sent my sister, Sylvia, and me to this world to seal away the evil god, they chose two of the most powerful figures, both capable of wielding our powers—the Demon Emperor Amon Crimson, bearer of the Great Sword of Chaos, and the First Hero of Mankind, Luminus Troya, bearer of the Holy Sword of Zenith.”
“These two figures rallied the entire race against the evil god. In a devastating battle that nearly decimated our forces, they eventually emerged victorious, sealing the evil god away and bringing peace to the world,” Miranda explained, pausing briefly to take a sip from her nearly empty cup of coffee.
Then, with a solemn expression, she continued, “However, the Demon Emperor Amon Crimson and the First Hero of Mankind, Luminus Troya, foresaw the possibility of the Evil God’s return, with the gods unwilling to intervene. This led them to make the decision that ultimately shaped the world as it is today.”
Leon furrowed his brows, seeking clarification. “Shaping the world like this… do you mean it’s related to the concealment of other races and the subsequent conflict between humans and demons?”
Surprised by Leon’s astuteness, Miranda nodded, her admiration evident in her gaze.
“Yes, indeed, Master,” Miranda affirmed, her voice filled with conviction. “The concealment of all races, except the dragons, was indeed orchestrated by them to prepare for the future confrontation with the evil god. Additionally, the war between the demon race and mankind serves a dual purpose—to locate the prophesied ‘Fated One’ and to deceive the evil god.”
“At that time, the First Hero of Mankind, Luminus Troya, foresaw through a prophecy that a figure would arise capable of resolving the threat posed by the Evil God whom he identified as—the ‘Fated One,’ and it was you, Master.” Miranda’s gaze turned towards Leon; her smile was gentle yet reverent.
“Me?” Leon pointed to himself, his expression a mix of disbelief and uncertainty.
“Yes, it’s you, ‘the fated one’,” Miranda affirmed. “You are the figure prophesied to bring salvation to the world.”
Leon’s reaction wasn’t one of immediate joy upon being identified as ‘the Fated One’ in the prophecy; instead, doubt clouded his expression.
“May I inquire why you’re so certain it’s me and not someone else?” Leon inquired; skepticism was evident as his brow furrowed.
“That’s because you possess the rare ability to wield two holy weapons simultaneously, a feat deemed impossible,” Miranda explained, punctuating her statement with a snap of her fingers.
*Whoosh!*
Suddenly, a pitch-black light materialized before Miranda, its aura instantly startling Leon.
“What is this? Why does it feel like this light bears resemblance to holy power?” Leon’s gaze shifted between the black light and Miranda.
Miranda smiled and explained, “This pitch-black light is known as the power of chaos, possessing a nature diametrically opposed to holy power. If this power were to enter you, it could likely lead to your demise.”
With a faint smile, Miranda snapped her fingers once more, and in an instant, the black light surged towards Leon.
Watching this scene, Leon widened his eyes and attempted to dodge, but the power of chaos swiftly infiltrated his body with a speed that surpassed his reflexes.
“What are you doing? Why are you infusing that power into me?” Leon demanded, his expression growing grim and angry.
Is this woman trying to kill him?
Miranda chuckled softly at his reaction and shook her head, replying, “Fear not, Master. Just try to sense the power within you.”
Despite his continued anger and annoyance, Leon reluctantly closed his eyes and focused on the sensation of the power coursing through the sacred power circuit within him.
After a moment, he opened his eyes, his expression shifting from astonishment to horror.
“How is this possible?” Leon exclaimed, staring at Miranda with wide, horrified eyes.
Within his current holy power circuit, Leon detected another presence—a surge of chaos power infused by Miranda just moments ago.
What astonished Leon even more was that the chaos power, when intertwined with his holy power, exhibited no signs of turbulence or disorder.
“Didn’t I tell you that you are the ‘Fated One’? This is the proof, my master,” Miranda affirmed with a slight sigh.
Leon remained frozen, unsure of how to react to this revelation.
To be honest, from beginning to end, all of Miranda’s explanations seemed unbelievable, despite Leon’s initial desire to trust her.
From the events of the war over 7,000 years ago, which involved the Demon Emperor Amon Crimson—revealed to be Miranda’s previous master—to the mention of the First Hero of Mankind named Luminus Troya, whom Leon knew nothing about, he found it all incredibly difficult to digest.
However, Leon realized there was no point in denying it; this was the undeniable truth, including his role as the “Fated One” in the prophecy.
Taking a deep breath, Leon attempted to quell the anxiety churning inside him.
“I apologize for my earlier rudeness, Miranda,” Leon said, meeting Miranda’s smiling gaze.
“It’s alright, Master. I understand that these revelations must be overwhelming for you,” Miranda replied, shaking her head with a reassuring smile.
Leon felt a slight sense of relief upon hearing Miranda’s words. With a serious expression, he posed his question again: “Then, can you explain the reason for the appearance of the two holy weapons, the Celestial Frost Holy Bow and the Soaring Dragon Holy Spear, as well as the purpose of deceiving the Evil God that resulted in the war between the human race and the Demon race?”
Upon hearing this, Miranda didn’t immediately respond to his inquiry.
She subtly moved her finger, and suddenly, her previously empty coffee cup was refilled.
Taking a sip with a calm demeanor, Miranda paused briefly before replying, “Honestly, I don’t know the answer to that.”
Leon: (⊙_⊙)
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