Chapter 357
Fwoooosh—!
Pure white flames roared forth.
Lunia’s fire overwhelmed Erebos’s flames.
Everyone gasped at the sight.
“So that’s the flame of the rumored Phoenix King.”
“A flame said to have vanished 5000 years ago…”
The mages who had come for the conference looked on in awe.
Five thousand years ago—
The flames inherited by the Phoenix Kings, which had been severed by Erebos.
A legendary fire spoken of only in ancient tales now manifested in Lunia’s hands.
And the creator of this magic was none other than Luna.
It was only natural that mages felt reverence at a miracle of magic displayed after five millennia.
‘Not enough.’
But Lunia narrowed her eyes in dissatisfaction.
Fwoooosh—!
The white flames wrapped around her intensified.
‘Still… not enough.’
The reason Luna created this magic.
The reason Katariu entrusted her with the Flame of Purification in Dweno’s world.
This flame, which even Luna couldn’t complete, wouldn’t have manifested in her hands by mere coincidence.
It was a miracle born from intertwined destinies.
Lunia looked at Dweno’s staff—Flame Emperor.
‘It must mean this is where our generation must end it.’
Luna, who shone even in endless darkness.
Dweno, steadfast even before a calamity.
Arron, the bravest of all before despair.
Lunia recalled the Great Heroes she had met and experienced firsthand.
Fwooooosh—!
The Flame of Purification burned even fiercer.
A dangerous, double-edged flame capable of burning even its wielder.
A power far too immense for someone still inexperienced.
But Lunia did not flinch.
Because she remembered Leo throwing himself into the heart of Erebos’s flames without hesitation.
‘Trying to take all the glory for yourself?’
Thinking of the boy who suddenly appeared a year ago and changed her life, Lunia smiled faintly.
Leo Plov.
An All-Class just like the Hero of Beggining, Kyle.
For some reason, Lunia always felt Leo resembled Kyle.
Of course, she didn’t know much about Kyle.
The truth of his existence had only recently been revealed.
The Hero Record left little behind about him, and his stories remained mostly as fairy tales.
Why he was called the Hero of Beggining.
What feats he had accomplished.
No one in the current era could know.
Yet Lunia still thought Leo resembled Kyle.
‘Sir Kyle was called the Hero of Beggining… probably because he was the start of something. Just like Leo is the start of this great flow.’
Fwooooooosh—!
Lunia’s flames erupted even more fiercely.
Everyone turned their attention toward her.
Lunia gripped the Flame Emperor with both hands.
Magic formulas intertwined.
“Flame Sovereign.”
When the spell completed, a massive pure-white flame manifested above Erebos’s black fire.
Radiant like a colossal sun.
As everyone stood in stunned silence, the white sun devoured the black flames.
Fwoooosh—!
In an instant, the dark fire was purified.
The white flames scattered warmly across the land.
Every undead rampaging around was burned away by fragments of the white fire.
The catastrophic black flames—
The death-imbued undead—
All vanished without a trace.
A gentle breeze swept the surroundings, as if spring had arrived.
Everyone stared at Lunia with astonished faces.
“Miss Lunia!”
Eiran rushed toward Lunia, whose entire body was covered in burns.
“I’m fine.”
Lunia smiled.
“To think it truly burns all that is impure…”
“A perfect purification.”
While everyone admired Lunia—
Seiren’s Hero Record fluttered down from the sky.
Lunia reached out and caught it.
The source of all this chaos.
But for some reason, the Hero Record containing Seiren’s history was perfectly intact.
As if newly written.
‘Strange, it was burnt almost completely earlier…’
Lunia looked puzzled.
A Hero Record that burned and crumbled never restored itself.
At least, not in anything Lunia knew.
The moment she frowned—
Fwoosh—!
The Hero Record glowed brightly, and Leo emerged from it.
“Eh?”
Lunia flinched.
Leo’s face appeared right in front of hers.
Close enough to feel each other’s breath.
Her face reddened instantly as she recalled how he had grabbed her chin earlier.
‘The atmosphere just now was… way too intimate.’
Eiran’s teasing words resurfaced, making Lunia’s face burn hotter.
Leo gave her a composed smile and reached forward—taking her hand and pulling her.
‘W-why is he suddenly pulling my hand?! Everyone’s watching!’
Her face went scarlet—
“Can you let go?”
“O-oh… huh?”
Lunia let out a weird noise.
Only then did she realize Leo was pulling the Hero Record held in her hand.
Embarrassed, she let go, and Leo stepped back.
Lunia, realizing she had imagined something strange, turned red to the ears.
“Miss Lunia, are you okay?”
“I’m fine… but wasn’t that atmosphere weird just now?”
“Atmosphere? What atmosphere?”
Eiran blinked, completely clueless, and Lunia sighed in relief.
“It’s nothing.”
“Miss Lunia, did you imagine something strange?”
Eiran narrowed her eyes, and Lunia exploded.
“It’s your fault! Yours!”
“W-why?! I’m innocent!”
Eiran protested tearfully.
“Leo.”
At that moment, Herdeum—Seiren’s teacher and a close acquaintance of Leo—approached him.
“That… is that truly Lady Seiren’s Hero Record?”
“Yes.”
“Then why… why did the flame of catastrophe come out of Lady Seiren’s Hero Record…?”
“You’ll understand when you hear it from the person herself.”
“What…?”
Herdeum stared blankly at Leo’s words—
Flash—!
As if a door opened in midair.
An oval entrance of pure white light appeared.
Herdeum recognized it instantly.
The entrance to the world of heroes.
Everyone’s eyes widened—
Leo reached his hand inside.
Moments later, a delicate hand emerged, guided by his.
Seeing the elf who stepped out, Herdeum dropped his staff unconsciously.
“Ah… ahhh…”
Herdeum’s voice trembled.
And not only him.
Everyone stared in disbelief at the elf standing before them.
“Lady Seiren…?”
Impossible to believe.
But Seiren had already experienced the return of the Founder of the Nebula last winter.
Thus, he had no choice but to accept what stood before him.
As the Hero Record performed its miracle, all elves kneeled at once.
Not only the elves.
The mages who had come for the conference did as well.
The Comet Mage—considered the second greatest in history after Luna.
The Genesis Hero who once saved the world—none could remain standing in her presence.
Even Lunia and Eiran stopped bickering and bowed in shock.
Seiren trembled.
She saw students wearing Seiren Academy uniforms.
Starting with Lunia and Eiran, many students came into view.
“These are the sprouts grown from the seeds you planted.”
Leo spoke softly so only Seiren could hear.
“Many hero candidates have followed the path you carved out, reaching toward us. Because of that, countless heroes were born.”
The age of heroes.
The age since the Great Heroes defeated Erebos and the gods gifted the Hero Record to the mortal world.
From 5000 years ago to today.
But the true explosion of heroes occurred only after the Genesis Heroes.
“You asked if you did well?”
While everyone bowed—
Leo reached out and ruffled Seiren’s hair.
“You did more than well. You achieved what Lysinas wished for so dearly. So stop blaming yourselves. Tell the others, too.”
“…Yes.”
Seiren nodded.
Then she spoke firmly.
“Everyone, raise your heads.”
Everyone did so.
Seiren looked toward the collapsed and ash-covered Hall of Comet.
She reached out.
Vwooom—!
A bright light shot from the ashes like a comet and landed in her hand.
Cometes—her symbolic staff.
Vrrring—!
Magic surged at its tip.
And instantly, the ruined Hall of Comet restored itself completely.
Everyone was stunned.
It was as if time had reversed.
‘No… she really reversed time!’
A grand magic that even hero-tier mages couldn’t dare attempt—
Accomplished effortlessly.
“Everyone.”
Seiren looked upon the students.
“To you, I’m merely a remnant of the past… but as the founder of this academy, seeing you fills me with joy.”
The students of Seiren Academy looked deeply moved.
“And so, I have one request to make, here and now.”
Seiren’s eyes sharpened.
“Long ago, I made a grave mistake. This academy only permitted admission to those who mastered ‘Star Magic.’”
Shock ran through everyone.
The 3000-year-old tradition of Seiren Academy—
A fatal mistake?
Seiren glanced at Leo.
She had already heard from him about the academy’s problems before she emerged from the Hero Record.
“As the founder of this academy, I hereby abolish that rule today.”
Everyone’s eyes flew wide open.
Some even sucked in sharp breaths.
Especially the Pureblood Society.
“And… Leo Plov.”
Smiling gently, Seiren looked at Leo.
“For solving the mystery of the ‘Magic that Blooms Flowers,’ and restoring Lady Luna’s legacy… thank you. I believe you are more suited to this staff than even I am.”
Leo let out an awkward laugh at the sudden remark.
But every elf stared in shock.
Seiren held out Cometes toward Leo.
(T/N: Ooooooohhh, the eyes of those Pureblood shiteheads… What a satisfying result. Aaahhhhhhh)
A mage offering their staff to another mage—
An acknowledgement of succession.
Everyone stared in disbelief at Leo and Seiren.
With a reluctant expression, Leo accepted Cometes.
And Cometes shone brilliantly.
As if time had run out, Seiren’s body also began to glow.
All present instinctively closed their eyes.
Only Leo could clearly see her.
“Forgive my discourtesy, Sir Kyle.”
Seiren stuck her tongue out mischievously.
Leo sighed.
“You… even Luna never managed to pull this off. That’s impressive.”
A distant memory.
Luna once insisted that since he taught her magic, she should call him Master.
She’d even tried to force her staff on him.
He ignored her back then.
Seiren gracefully lifted her skirt and bowed elegantly.
“It’s an honor beyond measure.”
Smiling gently, she added:
“But now… foolish children will never again dare be rude to you.”
“That’s the only reason I’m letting this slide.”
“Hehe.”
Seiren covered her mouth and laughed.
Leo looked at her.
“Hang in there a little longer. I’ll be there soon.”
“Yes. I’ll hold on!”
Seiren gave a bright farewell and vanished.
With a final burst of light, only Leo remained.
Everyone stared blankly at him.
“This… this is impossible.”
(T/N: Oh shut up btch!)
Orlen murmured with a trembling voice.
“A human… a human acknowledged by Lady Seiren? Unacceptable!”
Orlen shrieked hysterically, nearly convulsing.
Leo smirked.
Then he lifted Cometes.
“But she gave me this herself, you know?”
Everyone had seen it.
Seiren—founder of the academy—had personally handed Cometes to Leo.
There was no denying it.
No one could defy her will.
The Pureblood Society trembled.
The entire academy—students, teachers, visiting mages—fell into chaos.
“Now then…”
Leo adjusted his grip on Cometes.
“Why did Erebos’s flames burst from the Hero Record…? Why did undead appear in the middle of Seiren?”
Leo’s expression turned cold.
“Shall we find out the cause?”
The Pureblood Society went pale.
—
‘Unacceptable! This is betrayal! Wretched Death King!’
Luhagen cursed internally.
From the moment black flames erupted from the Hero Record and undead appeared atop the Hall of the Comet, he knew he was finished.
‘I never should’ve dealt with filthy demons! I’ll make them pay! I’ll use Lady Seiren’s remains for my necromancy and—’
Step—
“And where do you think you’re going, Acting Principal Luhagen?”
A voice from behind froze him.
Step— step—
Leo approached with icy eyes.
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