Requiem Of A Failed Hero

Chapter 390 The Golden One

?Raith drew a deadpan expression, looking at both without a hint of emotion in his eyes. After a few seconds, he restructed his expression and raised a brow.

"Sorry for what? Leave her with me? Why?"

The old man… now looking more like silly and nonsensical to Raith compared to the former sagacity, replied Raith with breathing spaces in his speech.

"Young warrior… this is the greatest service… we could receive. How can we pay such debt… we can only hope that you marry our guardian fairy… and become the village head someday."

"Wo wo wo wo. Hey now, slow down there old ma!"

Even though he didn't initially intend to drive his words in that manner, Raith couldn't help it. What was thus man going on about marriage… about becoming the village head. From where to where? What the hell was going on here? Raith was dumbfounded.

"I'm sorry, I am not going to marry your daugh… fairy guardian? Fuck I don't care whatever she is. I am not going to marry her nor will I be your village head."

The man's eyes widened, he suddenly fell to the floor, his head slamming the ground.

"Young warrior. Do you want the wrath of the gods to be upon us… all debts must he paid equally. Please take this reward and free us from the impending doom that could destroy us!"

'...eh?'

Raith's mouthed tore agape. It was getting harder to comprehend what was happening here.

"What do you mean wrath of the gods?" He asked, his brows furrowed with confusion.

"We have three gods who are constantly overseeing this area, although they work in a cycle but there are some constantly maintained principles that do not change regardless of the one that is one the broken throne." Theta, the lady kneeling beside him responded.

Raith's eyes narrowed. 'This lady is spewing some things I can't even understand'

Oblivious to his thoughts, Theta continued.

"The zero rule of debt is one of the most held rule of the region. In fact it is the one principles that holds every other thing together. One must not take what is not his, what is deserving of one should be what they get. These two fundamental principles have maintained a principle around our region. You are a warrior that saved our soil…" Theta closed her eyes, she lingered before continuing:

"We cannot atone enough for the good you have done for us. And if you want to do us a good, it is necessary that you accept this reward or else it will incur the wrath of the broken throne. Even the gods cannot disobey it."

Raith's face flattened out, seemingly relieved of its frown. But a cautious and serious expression stayed on his face.

"I don't understand what is going on… however, I think I might first need to understand what is this thing about the broken throne. That even gods are subjected to its will."

"The broken throne is am ancient artifact. How long it dates, we have no idea, it has been in this region and is what is keeping us protected. It is so precious that even three gods were assigned to protect it in and out of seasons."

Raith rubbed his scruffy jaw, squinting his eyes a little. An ancient artifact that is being protected by three gods? This was a lot of complications, several things seemed to be tied to whatever culture these people were tied with.

He couldn't boast of a great intuition, especially since he could boast of mental skills anymore - save Sage_m8de. But there was one thing he had a substantial amount of intuition for. It was danger. Before he was willing to walk into it knowing very much that it could only make him stronger as it can't kill him.

But now… hearing gods, ancient artifact. All those things sounded very dangerous, and he didn't want to know about it. First series of trouble came from knowing more than one should.

Gathering his words, Raith raised his head to Theta and to the elderly man who was still bowing. He decided that it was useless trying to make the man stand so he faced Theta alone.

"Alright. It's fine, I understand what this it. Since it has turned out like this, let's forget about the reward. Instead there is a reason…"

"No! Young warrior no!"

'Ah ah?' Raith arched his brow, looking at the man with subtle contempt now filling his face.

"What do you want me to do? I can't marry the young lady and just have decided to be kind!" Raith controlled the rising tempo of his voice, almost shouting at the man.

The village chief however did not seem to care.

"The greatest act of kindness you can ever do us is to accept our reward and marry the guardian fairy, and become the village chief."

'Oh hell, now where is Thard - Harl.'

As if he was waiting for it all along. The asura appeared behind him with an indifferent expression.

"Oh God! Where have you been?!"

For the first time in his life, Raith was actually glad to see Thard - Harl around. He flung up from his seat gave the asura a friendly hug, pulling his body back, he looked at Thard - Harl.

"Let's go now."

The indifferent expression on Thard - Harl's face creased into a frown.

"Go where?" He inquired.

"Where else… to find our prey."

Thard - Harl gave him a disgusted stare.

"Young warrior! Please save us."

Thard - Harl lowered his head to the elderly man on the floor, a second later a scowl entered his face and he pierced deadly gaze into Raith's eyes.

"What have you done?"

"What do you mean what have I done. I didn't do anything!"

Raith replied with a bit of rage. This entire situation was so strange to him too so why was the asura glaring at him like he had committed a taboo.

The lady, Theta… had a slight frown on her face since the presence of the asura. She looked at Raith one last time, holding back some emotions before she finally spoke.

"I'm sorry to trouble you like this. But this is the culture that we have always upheld. Because I didn't want to live my life serving anyone that was why I took it upon myself to kill the depth dweller myself. But I was not enough…"

She bit her lips, lowering her head before she continued.

"It is why I have to swallow my pride and ask that you accept my father's reward and become the village chief of Mutata."

"Ughh?" Thard - Harl's voice came almost like a low growl.

"Become the village chief?"

Raith leaned closer to Thard - Harl and whispered to his ears.

"Apparently, these people have gods watching over them and they must never owe debts or else the gods will descend and punish them for it. This law has formidified the foundation of their belief and has even permeated every of their lifestyle."

Thard - Harl folded his arms, tapping one finger on his elbow. Silence drowned the tension for a few minutes then…

"Has this ever happened before?"

Theta looked up to the asura, her face still visible with vicious contempt, however slightly.

"What do you mean?" She questioned.

"Has there ever been a case like this one where these things you call gods actually came down to punish you all."

"Celestial one. The Setzu village suffered a fate of destruction for their ignorance. There is nothing left of that place but ruins and sands of blood." The old man explained, shoulder trembling.

The fear he exuded as he spoke made his words heavy and could be felt in the tone of his voice.

"You should know best… you are an existence not too far from the deluge of these beings."

Thard - Harl frowned a little bit, meanwhile, Raith wore a dour expression.

"You seem quite insightful old man." Thard - Harl intoned, turning to the man.

"Not every day does one see a tall human with a very pale skin such as yours. With that extraordinary energy hovering around you, it is an undisputable fact, you are an asura."

Theta's eyes widened, her head quickly fell with humility and respite. 'He was an asura all along? No wonder he was so rude and arrogant.'

"I guess being a fairy makes you think you have the guts to insult me?"

She shivered and lowered her second knee, kissing her head to the ground and bowing properly.

"I am so sorry. Forgive me celestial one." ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ novelenglish.net . Firᴇ(.)nᴇt

This was the first time Raith was seeing how Thard - Harl was being received by other people. He looked at the asura who smirked at him proudly. He was clearly enjoying it, especially since Raith who had no awe for him was currently standing right here.

These people seem to be knowledgeable about Celestials and gods and other things such as artifacts. However, both in Therut and Earth, there is nothing of such. Compared to these people, it's like humans there are kept in a total blindness.

Thard - Harl mentioned something about they being protected. Was that the case? What is going on… why are the humans on earth in so much darkness about the truth of the world and its creation.

'...maybe it's just some primordial's playground?'

There's no saying that can't be possible, after all these primordial's created a power system just to have fun. Raith gritted his teeth thinking about it. The more his thought dove deeper the more angrier he seemed to become.

But he couldn't afford to be careless, one thing he has to understand first of all is that everything could be wrong. He had gotten to a juncture where he does not even know which is which anymore.

If that is the case, he just needed to keep his eyes on one thing for now and stop his mind from being all over the situation and expanding it more than necessary.

Thard - Harl crossed his hands behind his back and raised one leg on the wooden stool Raith had been sitting earlier.

Raith scowled at his feet as the asura questioned the village chief."

"Have any of my kind ever been here?"

"Yes…" He responded.

"Who…"

The elderly man hesitated for a seconds, peering into their faces. Then he finally talked:

"The golden one."