New Names
After successfully thwarting the Sorcerer Kingdom's invasion of the Re-Estize Kingdom, the three divine beings, revered and known by the denizens of the world, extended a grand and elaborate welcome to them. The air crackled with a palpable sense of awe as the champions, their spirits soaring, stepped into the presence of these ethereal figures.
Citizens were on the side of the streets, waving their hands and mouthing some sort of silent prayer as the divine beings made their way through the jubilant crowd.
Led by Zanac, he guided them to the Royal Palace, where the King, courtiers, and noblemen awaited them.
Inside the throne hall, The Father, The Son, and The Holy Spirit made their way toward the center and stood there as the King rose to his feet and bowed his head.
"Oh Divine Beings, it is with great honor to receive you in my kingdom. I am Ramposa the Third, the King of the Re-Estize Kingdom."
After introducing himself, the noblemen standing on either side of the hall bowed their heads as well, showing reverence towards the Divine Beings.
The three divine beings exchanged a glance.
"I think we should come up with a name, you know, to make things easy?" The Father suggested.
"Great idea, it would be weird to call me by my title. I mean who the heck calls a person the Holy Spirit?"
"No objection here," The Son agreed.
"Thank you for receiving us, King Ramposa. It is an honor to meet you. You may refer to me as Zeus, I'm the leader of these three."
"I'm Apollo," The Son introduced.
"And I'm Aion," The Holy Spirit introduced.
"Thank you once again, for saving us from our guaranteed annihilation from the Sorcerer Kingdom. Without you, hundreds of thousands of people will die. Zanac, prepare a feast for the three Gods that have descended from the heavens, make it appropriate to their status."
"Yes, Father," Prince Zanac bowed his head, acknowledging the order.
"That won't be necessary," Zeus said. "We aren't planning on staying in your kingdom for much longer as we have to eliminate the threat of the Sorcerer Kingdom to this world. We only ask for your assistance."
"What would it be?" King Ramposa asked.
"I want you to provide me with your capable men, someone who can go toe-to-toe with strong monsters. As you can see, the three of us aren't enough to defeat the whole forces of Nazarick. But with your help, we might have a chance of exterminating them all."
"Is that so? In that case, you can have my army, and I will personally write a letter to our strongest warriors in the kingdom to help you in your cause," King Ramposa pledged.
"That won't be enough," Zeus said. "We also need to secure help from other countries. I'm sure they also have capable forces, can you reach out to them?"
"Don't worry, Lord Zeus, I will contact the Slane Theocracy and ask if they can lend us their elite forces, the Black Scripture."
"Oh, that name sure sounds intimidating," Apollo commented, his eyes glancing around the hall and falling on one individual. A young woman, sitting next to the throne the King, Standing next to her seat was a warrior with blonde hair.
Climb, who noticed the strange gaze from the divine being immediately readied himself—
Without even removing his gaze from him, Apollo mysteriously vanished—and appeared in front of Princess Renner.
Apollo kneeled in front of Princess Renner and gently took her hand into his own.
"Based on your attire and your distance from the king, you must be a princess, what is your name?" Apollo asked.
Apollo's gaze locked onto Princess Renner, his eyes filled with a mixture of curiosity and admiration. Renner, momentarily taken aback by his sudden appearance and his touch, composed herself and spoke with a soft yet confident voice.
"I am Princess Renner Theiere Chardelon Ryle Vaiself, Your Grace," she replied, her heart fluttering with a mix of excitement and uncertainty.
Apollo's smile widened, his radiant presence illuminating the room. "Princess Renner, a name befitting your grace and beauty. I sensed something special about you from afar—"
"Oi Apollo, what the hell are you doing?" Aion demanded.
"Oh, I am just introducing myself," Apollo said, slightly taken aback by Aion's interruption. He released Renner's hand and stood up, turning to face Aion with a mischievous grin.
"We have no time to fool around, we have a mission to complete," Aion chided him lightly.
"I know, that is why I'm heading to one of the cities controlled by the Sorcerer King. What was the name of the city again? Oh, that's right, the E-Rantel."
"Apollo, I know you are eager to fight the Sorcerer Kingdom but attacking them right now would be unwise. They are now alarmed by our presence."
"Well they should be, we are the only ones that can kill them," Apollo said with a smirk.
"Let him do what he wants, Zeus," Aion said.
"I'm going to do some liberation," Apollo said and suddenly his figure turned into a particle of light as he teleported out of the throne hall.
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Apollo materialized in the sky above E-Rantel, his radiant form casting a golden glow upon the city below. His ethereal presence commanded attention as he surveyed the surroundings with a discerning eye.
"So, this is E-Rantel, the stronghold of the Sorcerer Kingdom," Apollo muttered, his voice resonating like a divine echo through the air. With grace unparalleled, he descended from the heavens and landed upon the main entrance of the city.
As his feet touched the ground, his gaze fell upon two towering humanoid monsters with bluish-white skin and flowing white hair and beard, dutifully dusting a statue of Momonga, the ruler of the Sorcerer Kingdom.
Apollo's eyes narrowed, his lips curling into a contemptuous smile. "What arrogance," he scoffed, his voice laced with disdain. "Does he truly believe himself to be a god? Has he forgotten that he was once a mere mortal in his original world? No matter, it matters not now."
Determined to proceed, Apollo took a step forward, only to be confronted by the two imposing monsters. They brandished frozen clubs, as tall as themselves, ready to strike with formidable force.
Without warning, one of the monsters unleashed a powerful swing, aiming to send Apollo reeling with the sheer strength behind it. Yet, to their astonishment, Apollo stood unwavering, an immovable pillar in the face of their assault.
The club crashed directly on him yet he moved not a single inch.
"No damage huh?"
The monsters, stunned by their inability to affect him, exchanged bewildered glances, their confidence waning in the face of this extraordinary being. They stepped back, their postures faltering, as they realized they stood before a force far greater than they had ever encountered.
But Apollo didn't let them get away from it. He flickered to the giant who smashed his club onto him and punched him. The force of his punch obliterated the giant who turned into nothing but a sludge of meat.
Apollo was disgusted by it so he became gentle with the next one. With the wave of his hand, a crescent-shaped divine light shot out from his palm, slicing through the air with blinding speed. The divine light connected with the second monster, severing its head.
Defeating the guard, he made his way to the entrance, only to be stopped when his instincts kicked in.
There was an attack, coming at him from behind at tremendous speed. He quickly materialized his shield, turned, and blocked the attack just in time. The impact reverberated through the shield, sending a shockwave of energy through the air. Apollo's eyes widened as he recognized the assailant.
Standing before him was a figure clad in red, intricate armor that exuded an aura of power and menace. Long, flowing silver hair cascaded down her back, contrasting with her crimson eyes that gleamed with an insatiable thirst for blood. It was Shalltear Bloodfallen, one of the Floor Guardians of Nazarick.
"Lord Ainz wants to speak with you," Shalltear said. "If you don't comply, I will be forced to exterminate you."
Upon hearing that threat, Apollo laughed. "You? killing me? You must be joking, a mere NPC like you couldn't even be compared to a seasoned player just like myself. Do you really want to fight here?"
"I would prefer it that way, but I have my master's orders," Shalltear said, unfazed by his arrogant attitude.
"Very well," Apollo lowered his shield. "I have been wanting to see your 'Lord'."