"What a rare moment of peace."
He swirled the golden cup filled with mead and drained its fragrant, icy sweetness in one gulp. Made from breath of life and the purest plant essences, the drink had no burn at all, only an endlessly lingering finish.
"Sweet drinks really are the best."
He was pleased with the drinks the Druids brewed.
Surrounded by Eden's warm light, he stretched lazily and lay back without a care on the blanket woven from thirsty sea glow algae, catching a glimpse of William handling things with ease out of the corner of his eye.
A moment later, Kroya withdrew his gaze from William and said helplessly, "He's already a legendary hero who overthrew the Church. Why does he still spend every day worrying about what he might lose?"
He picked up a rice cake the Red Dragon had just baked and ate it slowly, considering what came next. He had already learned from the Ring of Radiance that Eurydice had driven all the deities out of their Divine Kingdoms.
Without the endless supply of power from their Divine Kingdoms, deities were merely somewhat stronger legendary beings. If he donned the Apollo Regalia and reclaimed a little of his power, he could beat them senseless with ease.
With the power of the Rainbow Poem, he had a tremendous advantage over deities. If necessary, he could even play around with the Prelude of Dusk and the Finale of Dawn he had received from the Harp Angel.
If he performed them himself, the results would undoubtedly be more terrifying than anything the Father of Light and the Harp Angel had wrought. He might even bring about a truly endless dusk.
To him, the deities' schemes were pointless, even a little amusing. If the world's consciousness had not given