Chapter 598 - 232: Zafarulla and Galina (3)

"Galina, do you have any idea how thick-skinned that bastard Leonard is?" Zafarulla stopped his pen and looked over. Before she could speak, he cursed, "He actually proposed to that great goddess after the battle was over!"

"Fuck him... Ugh, defile his... FUCK! That’s Lilith we’re talking about! Lilith, who symbolizes the endless night! The Terminator of Calamities, the Mother of the Silver Moon, a terrifying Ancient God!"

"That bastard actually dared to defile the great night, my goddess... I will never forgive him!"

"Lilith... Did she accept?" the guard asked again.

Wei’en could feel the tremor in her voice, and her pounding heart revealed that she, too, was unsettled.

’Lilith, the Night, an Ancient God...’

’Uh, could my previous guesses have all been wrong? The Lilith that Clown Arnold is looking for isn’t his birth mother, but this Ancient God, Lilith, the one who symbolizes the endless night?’

"Impossible?! I admit that bastard is strong, and he played a crucial role in this war against the Source Souls, but there’s no way that goddess would ever accept his proposal!"

A look of glee spread across Zafarulla’s face, as if seeing Leonard get shot down was a joyous occasion.

"Oh."

"But... although the goddess didn’t accept, she didn’t refuse either."

"Hmm?" The guard’s heart began to race again.

"She had that Divine Attendant—hmm, you’ve met her, Aphiea Orasio. She’s the daughter of Tembinco Orasio, one of the Archbishops of the Night Church who died fighting the Source Souls."

"Lilith hoped Leonard would marry her. To that end, she even bestowed a new name upon Aphiea, changing it to Lilith Oracio."

At this, Zafarulla’s lips curved into a smirk. "You have no idea how priceless Leonard’s expression was when he heard the news."

"To use the words Beltrice shouted while she was rolling on the floor laughing—’Leonard looks like his own mother just died!’ Hahaha... It’s killing me..."

"Zafarulla, I must remind you that you have now twice insulted the mother of His Majesty Leonard." The guard did not laugh. Instead, she said very seriously, "She was your aunt!"

Zafarulla’s smile froze, and his shoulders slumped. "Never mind that... But I’m not wrong. Leonard is a bastard..."

"Whatever, whatever. I’ll keep going."

The guard sighed softly and said no more.

Hearing all this, Wei’en felt a stir within him. ’So these were the secrets behind the end of the Second Era!’

’Before this young man even wrote in this book, the world had already witnessed a war worthy of being called ’great’!’

’Not only were there invading gods from other worlds, but an Ancient God was also involved. And it was only after the war that Lady Storm and another unknown deity ascended to godhood by using the so-called Source Souls?’

’And that’s not all. Even the Empress of the Turing Empire, the one named "Lilith Oracio Leonard," her birth name wasn’t Lilith, but Aphiea.’

’If I hadn’t witnessed this scene through my Secret Inquiry, I could have translated the entire Era Relic without ever learning this.’

’Still, to propose to an Ancient God...’

’The father of Clown Arnold and the Lady of Calamity Tina, the founder of the Turing Empire, Leonard I... just how powerful must he have been?’

’So, what could have possibly happened later to cause the downfall of someone like that?’

Just then, he heard the young man mutter to himself as he wrote, "With the help of the Night Goddess, we won the war... Hmm, that’s how I should write it..."

"The Night ended the chaos. After the Primordial grew silent, Olanir, too, fell into a deep slumber..."

BOOM!

A sound like a clap of thunder boomed through Wei’en’s mind, instantly ejecting him from the guard’s body.

After his vision cleared, he once again saw his familiar workshop, but the last thing he’d heard left him deeply unsettled.

’Olanir?!’

’That unknown term... was it the name of Death God Olanir?’