The Savior: It's not a big deal, I shouldn't be sitting at the same table as The Emperor, right?!

Newborn City, the Phaerakh Pyramid.

Even with the decisive battle against the Silent King close at hand, there was no heavy, tense atmosphere in this area.

Instead, it was filled with hope and celebration.

At that moment, the outer walls and stairways of the Lord of Hope's palace were lined with forests of banners, while long pennants symbolizing the dynasty's glory hung down along the platforms.

The roads along the way were covered in sedge carpets, and specially made palace-lamp candles gave off an indigo-gold radiance like the color of the sun.

It made those ornate decorations, each with their own distinctive style, gleam brilliantly in the dazzling candlelight.

And it was not only the Phaerakh Pyramid. The festive arrangements had spread all the way across every pyramid complex.

The Necrontyr who believed in the New God were celebrating, offering blessings for the newborn's arrival, smiles on every face.

As their emotions returned, many Necrontyr had used Living Metal to reshape their faces, allowing them to make a rich range of expressions.

Judging from their appearances, these Necrontyr were not much different from true living beings now. At most, there was a faint stiffness and disharmony.

Especially among the higher-ranking Necrontyr, even that stiffness and disharmony had been erased. There was simply no way to tell them apart.

Of course, in essence, they were still made of Living Metal, and still possessed astonishing defensive power.

Bzz—

One Cairn Command Barge after another landed on the platform. The phaerakhs who had hurried over followed the guidance of the Ramesses Royal Guard and headed toward the Royal Court Hall.

As they looked at the gorgeous, lively banquet before them, their data-logic trembled.

The Necrontyr Nobles of Newborn City were all dressed in magnificent formalwear, and most had come with their families, hurrying