Chapter 58: Edward’s Bold Conjectures Regarding the Identity of the Fated One
As soon as Edward finished speaking, an immediate silence enveloped the entire hall of gods, underscoring the profound shock elicited by his words.
Notably, Arshley herself appeared to be the most taken aback.
After all, as a saint and leader of the entire Holy Orthodox, she found herself utterly unaware of a secret of such magnitude, rendering its revelation all the more absurd.
“Edward! Are you absolutely sure about what you’re saying? Can we truly rely on the accuracy of this claim?” Louis, positioned beside Edward, inquired urgently and hastily.
As a diviner and a frequent researcher of ancient texts, Louis could scarcely believe what Edward had just disclosed.
The era 7,000 years ago, during which the three heroes of mankind emerged alongside the first Demon Emperor, Amon Crimson, stands as a profoundly mysterious period.
This scarcity of ancient texts or manuscripts documenting the history of this era meant that even if they existed, their contents were either deemed unimportant or already known to most people.
This significant anomaly led Louis to speculate whether someone or a formidable power was intentionally concealing this history.
If indeed it is, as he suspects, then the sheer greatness and terror of that power are beyond imagination.
Therefore, how could he not be surprised and astonished by Edward’s words?
On the other hand, while the other guardians refrained from voicing their doubts like Louis, their expressions mirrored his disbelief, emanating a similar sense of distrust.
Despite sensing everyone’s doubts, Edward’s expression remained as calm as ever.
He understood that what he had revealed was truly extraordinary and unbelievable, so he harbored no anger whatsoever.
“I understand that both the saint and all of you might find it difficult to believe what I’m saying, but I can swear that it is the truth,” Edward asserted calmly.
“Furthermore, the ancient manuscript still resides in my study, and I will gladly show it to you after this.” With a steady gaze, he addressed Arshley, seated upon the throne, then turned his attention to Louis, Victor, and Adam standing beside him.
To be honest, given his identity, status, and relationship with them, Edward did not actually need to swear an oath to prove his words.
However, the gravity of what he was disclosing was not insignificant; it was substantial enough that the oath he offered was more for their psychological comfort than anything else.
Sure enough, after Edward made his statement, the doubts etched on the faces of Louis, Victor, and Adam dissipated swiftly.
The four nodded simultaneously, implying their acceptance of Edward’s words without further questioning or doubt.
Sensing that the doubts of the three had dissipated, Edward redirected his gaze towards Arshley.
“Saint, may I proceed with what I was saying earlier?” Edward asked, his tone light and polite.
Upon hearing Edward’s request, Arshley regarded him with a deep gaze and offered a slight nod.
“Very well, Guardian Edward, please proceed,” Arshley agreed promptly.
She, too, was eager to hear firsthand about the significance of “the fate one” that Edward was referring to and how this figure could potentially resolve the dispute between humanity and the Demon Race.
It’s crucial to remember that the enmity between the two races endured for 7,000 years, making it appear impossible for them to ever reconcile.
Yet, for someone capable of prompting even the first saint of Holy Orthodoxy to swear a sacred oath and patiently await for thousands of years, this figure should possess the ability to truly broker peace between the two races.
With Arshley’s sanction, Edward took a momentary breath and commenced his explanation once more.
“In the ancient manuscript,” Edward began cautiously, “it is also explained that this ‘the Fated One’ will emerge as one of the three heroes of mankind during an era when the conflict between mankind and the Demon race will escalate to unprecedented heights.” He paused for a few moments, allowing his words to sink in.
Then he continued, “Even so, the ancient manuscript does not specify when that figure will appear in this world or what holy weapon they will wield.”
Louis, Victor, and Adam, standing beside Edward, couldn’t help but frown upon hearing his explanation.
Each of their faces betrayed the desire to ask deeper into the matter to Edward, yet they suppressed their strong curiosity, mindful of Arshley’s presence seated on the throne.
As Arshley listened, her brows furrowed, and the face concealed by her veil adopted a serious demeanor.
If the contents of the ancient manuscript were indeed accurate, then this figure known as ‘The Fated One’ would truly hold the key to resolving the enmity between the two races of humans and demons.
However, after a moment of contemplation, she abruptly discerned something peculiar.
Although she was greatly surprised by this news, she couldn’t fathom why Edward had suddenly disclosed this matter to her.
Earlier, it should be recalled, she had nearly lost control upon learning from Louis about her big brother’s Hero’s Star showing signs of disappearing.
With a doubtful expression veiled on her face, Arshley inquired, “Guardian Edward, I must admit I am indeed very surprised about this matter. However, I trust there must be a reason behind your sudden revelation, correct?”
Arshley knew Edward’s nature very well. As the one holding the title ‘Wise Angel of Holy Orthodoxy,’ every word he uttered held significance.
Sure enough, upon hearing Arshley’s question, Edward’s previously serious countenance swiftly dissipated, giving way to a calm and gentle expression.
“Saint, you guessed correctly.” Edward nodded, replying with a slight chuckle.
His gaze shifted from Arshley to Louis, Victor, and Adam beside him before settling back on Arshley once more.
“After reading the ancient manuscript, I found myself deeply curious about the identity of the figure mentioned within,” Edward said in a low tone, then continued, “However, after conducting research and calculations, I have arrived at a bold conjecture regarding who this figure, referred to as ‘the Fated One,’ might be.”
“Who is it?!” Louis, Victor, and Adam suddenly exclaimed in unison, their voices ringing out loudly.
Surprised, they exchanged embarrassed glances, yet their curiosity outweighed any sense of discomfort as they fixed their intense gazes upon Edward.
While it was merely a conjecture, the three of them understood Edward’s reputation for accuracy; he never made guesses or inferences lightly.
Arshley, equally intrigued as the three, clenched her palms tightly, her curiosity piqued.
For some inexplicable reason, Leon’s face involuntarily flashed through her mind, causing her heart to race.
‘It’s impossible, isn’t it?’ She thought inwardly with caution, but Edward’s next words left her and the three guardians utterly shocked.
“The Fated One mentioned in the ancient manuscript is most likely… sword hero Leon Kruger.”
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