Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality-Chapter 946 - 391 Facing the Charges

Chapter 946: Chapter 391: Facing the Charges Chapter 946 -391: Facing the Charges Passing through the main road of the city, directly towards the Royal Palace in the center of the city.

The humans on both sides cast various looks, with curiosity and inquiry, but more of fear and exclusion.

In this kingdom closest to Olympus, people have never seen a Centaur; naturally, Chiron has long been accustomed to such gazes.

Whether it be deities or humans, they are never that enthusiastic about beings different from themselves; xenophobia is common everywhere.

Traveling all the way, only stopping at the Royal Palace of Olympia, did the Centaur halt.

The Royal Palace was not magnificent; it was situated before a grand The Temple, with tall bronze statues standing behind it.

From a distance, the presence of the Royal Palace appeared as though it was meant to set off the splendor of The Temple. And those two colossal bronze statues seemed to trample them underfoot.

“…Centaur, His Majesty has summoned you.”

After a short wait, Chiron was approached by a guard returning from delivering a message.

However, the guard looked at him differently from before, the previous vigilance gone, replaced with a mix of admiration and disgust.

Like seeing a gemstone covered in filth, wanting to pick it up but afraid of dirtying one’s hands.

His steps faltering slightly, Chiron shook his head silently; he knew why.

Striding forward, under the watchful eyes of the guards on both sides, the Centaur slightly bowed his head, avoiding the not-so-tall main entrance and walking into the Royal Palace.

The main hall was somewhat spacious, Chiron puffed out his chest.

At the end of the staircase directly opposite the main entrance, the King of Olympia was seated on his throne.

The king’s subjects lined up on both sides, with a variety of looks pouring in, among them a few Godhood Practitioners with different auras.

There were two seats by the King’s side at the same level, but they were empty at the moment.

None were for the queen, none at all. But before Chiron could look closer, an elderly man dressed lavishly stepped forth from the left side of the hall.

“Halt—Envoy from the Eastern lands, are you the Centaur Chiron?”

“I am.”

Chiron nodded slightly, his tone calm.

“This time, my coming—”

“Of course, I’ve long heard of your reputation—I have heard of you.”

“The notable Centaur Sage, who has left his name in the legends of not just one hero, I most certainly know you, Chiron.”

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The elder interrupted with fiery eyes.

Though his words said he had long heard of him, his manner of speaking didn’t seem courteous at all.

“You introduced yourself, now I shall introduce myself. Listen well: I am the younger brother of the former King, and I have once administered the affairs of the Imperial Capital.”

“Over the past two hundred years, I have personally witnessed the succession of five Kings. I can name the bloodline and ancestors of every person present and recount the noble deeds they have performed for All Gods. But Centaur, I stand here today not for these reasons, but because I am one of the most devout believers of the Heavenly Empress.”

“This is Olympia, only true believers have the standing to be here; worldly status is inconsequential before Faith—so what about you, Centaur? What identity brings you here, to this dwelling place of the servants of All Gods, under Mount Olympus blessed by the sacred, to the Kingdom?”

“As a pupil and attendant by the side of the respected Goddess of the Magic Net, the bow-bearing servant of the daughter of the Divine King, the Wilderness Goddess? If so, you would be the most honored guest in Olympia.”

“From the King down to the beasts by the roadside, every person in the Kingdom will respect you, proud to meet with you.”

“So, Centaur, please tell me yourself, who are you and why have you come here to meet with the King of Olympia?”

“…”

With a light sigh, following the elder’s words, Chiron clearly saw the sharpness and anticipation contained in the surrounding scrutinizing gazes.

He had known he would face this situation, contradicting yet fervent.

Unlike Silver Moon City, perhaps because the faith of Silver Moon City does not often respond to them, or perhaps because the deity they worship does not like such extreme devotion.

Hence in that place, Chiron had rarely seen such a scene.

But in Olympia, the Royal City closest to Mount Olympus, this is a place that absolutely venerates the gods.

Any existence associated with God, their status cannot even compare to that of the King. Or it could be said that the King of Olympia has little significance of his own; he is merely the secular steward of the Kingdom.

So Chiron knew, even though he had already conveyed his purpose through the guard, as long as he changed his statement at this moment, they would still regard him as the most honored guest.

As for the prior mistake, that message-carrying guard would be executed for failing to understand his intentions, the Centaur can do no wrong—yet the most laughable part is, including the soldier himself, they all hope this becomes reality.

Yes, if through his death he could make this ‘misguided’ Divine Envoy realize his mistake, then the soldier would willingly accept death, even thinking it an honor.

He would feel his death was sacred and meaningful, even though it was essentially paying for someone else’s mistake.

“This is probably why Teacher has been unwilling to associate with the Deity Race from the start.”

“Such humans have already lost the significance of existing in the world as individuals. The only thing they desire is to be with their ‘God’ whom they worship.”

Unable to judge, Chiron cannot understand them, but his visit is not to understand them.

So facing the various gazes, the Centaur only shook his head in the end.