Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

Chapter 529: Questioning

Pass through the city's main avenue and head straight to the royal palace in the center of the city.

The humans on both sides cast all kinds of looks at them, some were curious and inquiring, but more were fear and rejection.

In this country closest to Olympus, people have never seen Centaurs, so Chiron has long been accustomed to this kind of sight.

Whether it is gods or humans, they are always not so enthusiastic about existence that is very different from themselves, and xenophobia is common everywhere.

The Centaur walked forward all the way until he stopped in front of the palace of Olympia.

The palace is not magnificent. It is located in front of a magnificent temple, with a tall bronze statue behind it.

From a distance, the palace seemed to be there to highlight the beauty of the temple, and the two huge bronze statues seemed to be stepping on them.

"…Centaur, your majesty invites you."

After a short wait, Chiron saw the guard returning with the message.

But the way the other person looked at him was obviously not right. There was no longer the previous vigilance, but instead a mixture of longing and disgust.

It's like seeing a gem covered in dirt, wanting to pick it up but being afraid of getting your hands dirty.

Chiron paused and shook his head secretly. He knew why.

Stepping forward, under the watchful eyes of the guards on both sides, the Centaur lowered his head slightly, avoided the low main gate and walked into the palace.

The main hall was slightly more spacious, and Chiron puffed out his chest.

At the end of the stairs opposite the gate, the King of Olympia sat on his throne.

The kingdom's subjects stood on both sides, with different looks cast at them, and in the middle there were several clergymen with different auras.

There were two seats on both sides of the king, level with him, but they were empty at the moment.

That was not the queen, not one of them. But before Chiron could take a closer look, an old man in luxurious clothes stood out from the crowd on the left side of the hall.

"Stop - Messenger from the east of the earth, are you the Centaur Chiron?"

"I'm."

Chiron nodded slightly, speaking calmly.

“This time I came——”

"Of course, I've heard of you."

"Famous Centaur sage, who has left his name in the legends of more than one hero. Of course I know you, Chiron."

He interrupted, the old man's eyes sparkling.

Although he said he had long admired me, there was no trace of politeness in his words.

"You introduced yourself, so I should introduce myself to you. Listen carefully: I am the younger brother of the king of the previous generation, and I once acted as the king of the kingdom."

"In the past two hundred years, I have personally witnessed the replacement of five generations of kings. I can name the origins of the bloodlines of everyone present, as well as the famous heroes of the past dynasties, and I can also tell you what contributions they have made to the gods. But Centaur, I am not standing here today because of these, but because I am one of the most devout believers of the great queen of heaven."

"This is Olympia. Only the devout are qualified to stand here. The secular status is nothing compared to faith. What about you, Centaur? Why did you come here, to the residence of the gods' servants, to the kingdom blessed by the gods under Mount Olympus?"

"Are you an apprentice and servant to the respected goddess of the magic web? Are you a servant holding a bow for the daughter of the God King, the goddess of the wilderness? If so, then you will be the most distinguished guest of Olympia."

"From the king to the beasts on the roadside, everyone in the kingdom will pay respect to you and be honored to meet you."

"Then please tell me, Centaur, who you are and why you have come here to see the King of Olympia."

"..."

With a light sigh, as the old man finished speaking, Chiron clearly saw the sharpness and expectation in the gazes around him.

He had known this would happen, conflicted and fanatical.

Unlike Silvermoon City, perhaps it is because the beliefs of Silvermoon City do not often respond to them, or perhaps it is because the Lord they believe in does not like excessive worship.

So there, Chiron rarely saw such scenes.

But in Olympia, the royal city closest to Olympus, this is a place where God is absolutely revered.

As long as any existence is related to God, its status cannot be compared with that of the king. In other words, the king of Olympia himself has no meaning of existence, he is just the worldly steward of this kingdom.

So Chiron knew that even though he had asked the guards to convey his purpose before, as long as he changed his words now, they would still regard him as the most honorable guest.

As for the previous mistake, the guard who delivered the message would be executed on the grounds that he could not understand what he meant. The Centaur could not be wrong - but the most ridiculous thing was that they all hoped that this would become a reality, including the soldier himself.

Yes, if he could make this messenger of God who was "poisoned by the pagans" realize his mistakes, the soldier would be willing to die and even think it was an honor.

He would feel that his death was sacred and meaningful, even if it was essentially paying for the mistakes of others.

"This is probably why the teacher was unwilling to associate with the gods from the beginning."

"Such a human being has already lost the meaning of existing in the world as an individual. The only thing he wants to do is to be with the 'God' he believes in."

It's hard to say, Chiron couldn't understand them, but he didn't come here to understand them.

So facing all the gazes, the Centaur finally just shook his head.

"Follower of the Queen of Heaven, King of Olympia. Although I have told you my purpose before, since you are not clear, I will repeat it again."

"I came here with the will of the Silvermoon City Bishops' Council. I am here to convey their inquiries."

"'Achilles is guilty of his reckless behavior and abuse of the divine weapon, but who gave you the right to judge his crimes privately?'"

"'Since he holds the Lord's sword, only the Lord's will can judge him.'"

"'Therefore, for your usurpation, you will pay the price...'"

"presumptuous!"

boom--!

The table was overturned, and a general in armor stood up and glared at Chiron.

His right hand had already grasped the long sword at his waist, as if he was ready to draw the sword and kill someone if they disagreed with him.

"Chiron, that lunatic offended the gods and was killed by the gods themselves. Moreover, he is just a human being, so why would the gods need to judge him?"

"Why, are those crazy pagans not only aiming their swords at us, but are also planning to make enemies with the gods?"

"..."

Ignoring the general's words, the Centaur already felt a certain gaze at him at this moment.

Obviously, his arrival may have attracted the attention of some god.

At the foot of Mount Olympus, any god could possibly appear here. However, Chiron paused for a moment before continuing his unfinished declaration:

"'...whether in the human world or in the holy land, whether on earth or in the kingdom of the false god, anyone who has done something wrong must repent...'"

"..."

"'...the Most High and All-Knowing Lord is both severe and merciful. He does not punish the foolish for not knowing His greatness, nor does He punish the ignorant for their offenses...'"

"…But when the presumptuous offend against the glory of the Lord, there will be wrath from the righteous who have His favor, and war will arise among men…"

"..."

"...regardless of the so-called gods and humans of pagan religions, they are all included in this category—"

boom--!

Before he could finish his words, a sword arc as bright as a crescent moon flashed across the sky and attacked Chiron.

Seeing this, the Centaurs had to stop temporarily and prepare to meet the enemy.

He knew it would be like this. After all, the requirements given by Silver Moon City were for both the mortal kingdom and the "false gods". They listened to the former patiently, but would not listen to the latter no matter what.

And this is where one's own danger lies.

The person who did this is nothing, he can easily deal with it.

In fact, the people in this palace are just like this. If he wants to leave, no one can stop him.

Yet this is Olympia, the human kingdom closest to the sacred mountain.

Just as the Aegis was hung on the top of the city walls of Athens, so far as Chiron knew, the security of Olympia was also suppressed by a divine weapon.

As long as they decide to take action, they will definitely fail.

However, despite his defeat, the humans of Olympia would not kill him. After all, since Chiron was related to the gods, his life and death could not be decided by them.

Only after meeting the one from Olympus will one be qualified to decide his fate.

Of course, Chiron had been mentally prepared and he was not afraid of death.

If that day really comes, he will just accept it calmly.

……

Salsa…

The soles of my shoes stepped on the yellow leaves, making waves of sounds.

On the outskirts of Olympia, the woman walked along, carefully looking at the farmlands along the road.

As the human kingdom closest to Olympus, the land of Olympia is fertile and rich.

Minerals abound here, and the black soil can easily produce three crops a year.

However, compared with the rich natural environment, the people living here do not seem to have enough comfort in life at all.

In just a dozen miles, she saw hundreds of skinny farmers with tattered clothes.

The woman knew the reason. It was not something the gods did on purpose. After all, human rice had no meaning to them.

They only need the faith of mortals, not their material things.

However, since a debate in Athens, the story of the end of the Bronze Age has once again spread among the people.

In other places, this may just be seen as a warning or a topic of conversation after dinner, but here, people see the relationship between "faith and sacrifice".

From that day on, the sacrifices of the Olympians became more abundant.

It started as a voluntary activity and later even evolved into a special phenomenon.

The poor man gave all he had, and then accused his neighbor who did not give all of his faith of not being pious. The bankrupt businessman gave all he had, and then accused his rival of not being pious enough.

So gradually, sacrifice became a means of attacking others, even though the gods never required it.

The once wealthy life declined and the hardworking people became lazy.

All kinds of negative emotions gathered together and even dimmed the sacred fire in the city.

It was because of this that she noticed this subtle change.

"…Is that person the centaur who used to follow Hecate?"

After walking for a while, the woman raised her head slightly.

She looked in the direction of the city. Although they were far away, she could hear every word Chiron said clearly.

A demigod, with some mortal will, comes to settle the so-called mistakes of the gods. If you look at this matter alone, it is actually quite funny.

Although she couldn't laugh, she would just treat it as another Tantalus.

However, after listening to everything Chiron said, her expression became serious.

At this moment, a long-lost memory came flooding back to my mind.

That was when they had just won the victory, but they suffered a great loss in another space.

"...Zeus, what on earth are you thinking about..."

Ever since the end of the Banquet of the Golden Apple, Hestia had felt that something was wrong.

The Dark Lord's visit to the sacred mountain intensified this premonition, making the Hearth Goddess even more uneasy.

That day, when the sword of Levatin slipped from Achilles' hands and fell from the top of Mount Olympus, Hestia had found her brother and asked him to return the artifact to the spirit world, or simply let the Lord of Darkness take it away, or at the very least take it back.

But Zeus rejected her and instead left the sword stuck at the foot of Mount Olympus, as if silently showing off his martial arts skills.

"Ugh……"

With a light sigh, divine light surged, and the goddess casually sent an oracle that fell into the temple in the city, asking the humans in the city to bring Chiron back to her temple and isolate him from the rest of the world.

Taking one last look back at the land behind her, Hestia flew up and headed towards Mount Olympus.