Eternal Saṃsāra: The Wanderer of Worlds, Book 2

[210] The Saintess Can't Believe Her Eyes; Who Are You?!

Chapter 210: The Saintess Can't Believe Her Eyes; Who Are You?!

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"How I returned is a long story," I announced, standing straight with my sword dug into the ground, my hands resting at its hilt. "What's important is that I am here now. And all otherworldly enemies will meet their end by my blade."

My Sage's presence was humming in the air throughout this speech, these mortals could feel the genuineness of my promise on a spiritual level.

The crowd before me was massive, stretching as far as the eye could see. Thousands of people from a myriad of races had gathered in the grand city center of Thalindra. Their faces were a mix of awe, hope, and sentiment. They had read the news article, heard the whispers, and now saw the return of the legend with their own eyes.

The Legendary Hero Seriphoth, me, stood before them on a platform with a holy sword at hand. The martial arts technique, Shades of a Thousand Face, helped me change my hair and eye colors. I was also adorned with clothes I hadn't worn in a million years.

Behind me stood Elara and Sieran, their presence was a silent support to my words. They too listened to my words with unyielding faith.

"I know these times have been hard," I continued, my voice steady and clear. Even amid the needless music my shy Icon played in the sky, my voice was loud. "I know you have faced despair and darkness. The demons have spread chaos, bought by the outer gods, they have sought to claim our world as their own. However, for months, you did not falter. You did not bend. You did not break." I took in a deep breath, smiling at the crowd. "I thank you for holding on for so long. Worry not any further, for I'll take the baggage from here on out."

A murmur of agreement rippled through the crowd. Their eyes, filled with a mix of hope and fear that even I would fail, were glued to me. They needed this, a beacon of light in the overwhelming darkness, but it seemed these words alone weren't enough.

"When I fought the Demon King centuries ago, I did it not for glory, but for peace. I did it for all of you." I let out a burst of Qi, calculated precisely for both civilians and fighters; they all felt on the verge of collapsing, they could feel the depth of my power for a brief moment. "And now, once more, I take up my sword to defend this world. The goddesses have bought friends from afar, and with their help, we will drive these invaders back to the abyss from whence they came."

I could feel the resolve in the crowd strengthening now, their spirits lifting with every word. Feeling my presence, the weight of my soul, they could believe in me better. They believed in the legend that had returned to save them once again.

"Forests have become deserts, and deserts have hollowed out in the last few months. But know this," I said, my voice rising. My aura darkened with killing intent, and this time it wasn't even a show, it was true rage. "The blood of our enemies will be water to the fields, and the cries of their defeat will echo in the halls of their forsaken gods. We will reclaim our world, and we will do it together. For Thalindra... for Pangeal!"

A thunderous cheer erupted from the crowd, their voices a roar of pride and defiance. How could they let themselves be swept in by some stupid invaders? Now that their Hero was back, who would stop their salvation? The sound echoed through the city, reverberating off the walls and reaching the heavens.

I raised my sword high, symbolizing our collective strength, as it let out a brilliant dark light illuminating the entire city.

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The echoes of the cheers began to fade in the background as Elara, Sieran, and I made our way back to the castle. Getting off the carriage after passing the castle gate, we saw a group of dwarves already at work, reconstructing the parts of the castle that had been destroyed during our battle last night.