The Angel's Smile

On the burning battlefield.

Countless people stared in shock at the golden light that pierced the darkness in the sky, at the enormous Demon God avatar that slowly faded away, and at the figure standing proudly in the center of the battlefield, amidst the flames, holding a golden spear.

As the black mist dissipated, sunlight streamed through the holes in the dissipated dark Veil of the sky, illuminating the battlefield strewn with corpses and seas of the Blood Sea.

The light also shone on that tall figure.

This makes him appear even more dashing and upright, like a Sun God descending to earth.

A while later...

Only then did the people on the battlefield manage to speak.

"Kailunse's avatar has been slain?"

"I feel as if I'm witnessing an ancient Hero returning to the world!"

"Who is he? Judging from his appearance, he's not even Legendary!"

"How is this possible? A being that isn't even a Legendary has slain a powerful Demon God whose fame and might are known throughout the Void and the Heaven."

"Not even Legendary, he was just a mortal. A mortal actually killed a god in full view of everyone. Even if it was just an avatar, it's still astonishing enough."

"What an incredible feat, what an unimaginable achievement, what a Hero deed! I have already seen his name spread throughout the Endless Heavenly Land, and his deeds resound across countless River of Mist."

"Who is he? Who is he?!"

At this moment, countless people are filled with a thirst for knowledge.

They witnessed the birth of Hero and wanted to know Hero name!

He slew the Demon God and saved the continent; his deeds should be sung by all people and all nations!

And just then...

From the western side of the battlefield, a Knight order of about two thousand men suddenly erupted in thunderous cheers.

"Your Youlun Yulen!"

"It's our Prince Youlun!"

"The Crown Prince of my Knight Kingdom, the future King of Lantbless!"

The cheers of the Knight of the Kingdom of Randy stood out loudly on the silent battlefield, making them clearly audible to everyone.

Amidst their cheers.

An emotion spread.

On the battlefield.

All the soldiers of the continental coalition— Human Race, Dwarf, Elf Giant Race Gnome, Greater Fairy, Half-Orc, and other ordinary soldiers and minor nobles—cheering in the midst of this spreading sentiment.

They raised their weapons high and shouted enthusiastically towards the sunlight.

"Praise be to His Youlun!"

"Praise be to His Youlun!"

The nobles on the battlefield, while maintaining their composure and not joining in the cheers, were in a state of turmoil.

"Youlun? Youlun! I remember now, that's the crown prince of the West Wind Family from the Randy Knight Kingdom. For thousands of years, their family has possessed an exceptionally strong fighting Talent, which is extremely rare. But it seems that it has awakened in this crown prince."

"That rumored dissolute prince, the sole heir to the West Wind Royal Family?"

"How could that aristocratic upstart with only a few thousand years of history have such a lineage, giving birth to such a great Hero?"

"It is said that because of his past outrageous deeds, he is still unmarried. There are several suitable daughters in his family who could be married off. If there were an opportunity to acquire the bloodline of the West Wind Family, that would be even better..."

Meanwhile, on another part of the battlefield.

The Golden-Winged Angel Aoweiliya gazed dreamily at the figure bathed in sunlight, murmuring softly.

"So, your name is Youlun..."

In an instant.

The entire battlefield was filled with the joyous sounds of surviving a catastrophe and celebrating victory.

The Demon army, already stunned beyond words the moment Youlun slew the Demon God god's avatar, turned tail and fled, including the Demon Lord.

In the center of the battlefield.

Youlun stood Jingjing among them.

His blood was still boiling, and his strength had been completely drained. After using up all his energy and spirit and employing the power of the two divine artifacts, his body appeared unharmed, but he had also suffered severe depletion.

If the Demon army hadn't not yet completely retreated from the battlefield, he would have collapsed long ago; he's only holding on thanks to an extremely strong will.

The exertion he just suffered was particularly devastating for someone with his Transcendent talent.

It's as if this is the price he pays for challenging those above his level.

He burned out.

He was clearly aware of it.

In this lifetime, he will probably never be able to advance to the Legendary level.

but.

Having been reborn, he didn't care about these things. As long as the West Wind Family continued, he would have a good start in every life.

The Sun slowly set in the west.

After the Demon army retreated, the continental coalition and the Angel Battle Group reacted quickly and began to hunt down the fleeing Demon.

After a long while, Youlun finally came to his senses, until he could no longer see a single living Demon.

He then slowly walked up to the Golden-Winged Angel Aoweiliya and smiled at the beautiful Angel who was kneeling on the ground.

"Thank you for your golden spear, Lady Aoweiliya."

He handed the still-hot golden spear to the Angel goddess.

Aoweiliya looked up at him, remained silent for a long while, and then spoke.

"Your name is Youlun."

"I'll remember you, mortal."

She glanced at Youlun's body and suddenly sighed.

"Is it worth it? With your Talent, you should have become the most powerful Legendary in the Void, Monarch comparable to a god."

"But after today, given your physical condition, it will be absolutely impossible for you to go any further."

As a powerful Archon Angel of the Heaven, and a powerful being below the gods, Aoweiliya was naturally able to see through Youlun's situation.

"Of course it's worth it!"

Youlun bent down and smiled gently at her.

"Radiance and justice are the way of Knight. Living beings and the world are what I am willing to give everything to save."

"This is precisely the path I have been walking, Angel angel."

Upon hearing this, Aoweiliya's expression finally changed.

Her gaze shifted from aloof pride to acceptance and respect.

"Call me Aoweiliya, Youlun Highness Yulen."

You are a person I respect.

"Okay, Aoweiliya."

Youlun's smile deepened.

"Similarly, just add me Youlun."

"If possible, please grant me one request."

"Please speak."

Please keep my health condition a secret.

"Of course, if that's your request."

Aoweiliya nodded.

Then, unexpectedly, she suddenly revealed a smile that stunned everyone, touching their hearts.

"I granted you one request, so you should grant me one too."