That’s Not What Kissing Means! - Chapter 127

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Novels. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————

That’s not what kissing means!
Episode 127

Goddess Yulia was the deity of peace and life.
With a heart bent on destroying the Envoy, one could never wield the goddess’s power properly.
To awaken slumbering souls and restore life to them—that was what the prophecy truly meant.
Evelyn and Theo had been too preoccupied with eliminating the enemy before them, and so they had failed to grasp the goddess’s true intention.
“Our purpose is not annihilation. It is to protect souls and grant them peace.”
At that moment, the Envoy’s body twisted in a grotesque manner.
The souls that had poured from him crawled aimlessly around the Envoy’s form.
But these were not the end. Countless more souls continued to burst forth from him.
Between the long gash that split his chest down to his abdomen, something dark writhed.
He was no longer human in appearance. The blackened souls protruded from the Envoy’s body like fungi clinging to a tree.
Tangled together as they were, the Envoy himself could not maintain his balance.
He staggered up the hill. Though power surged through him more than before, his body remained unstable.
The souls clinging to him could no longer hold on, falling limply to the ground or grasping desperately at the Envoy.
The souls were chaotically entangled, and Calimedes too was attempting to control the Envoy’s body.
First, he had to flee to a foreign land to escape the Duke and find stability.
Blood continued to seep from his wounds.
With each drop of the viscous liquid, grass and flowers withered.
The god of death was draining life from everything he touched.
The verdant green turned black and crumbled away one by one. The Daia flowers that blanketed the hill suffered the same fate.
The Knights advanced cautiously, driving the Envoy forward.
Theo and Evelyn stood at the vanguard.
Judging that the land could not be damaged further, Theo swung his demonic blade with tremendous force.
Boom!
The aura he unleashed flew toward the Envoy like a boomerang.
With a violent explosion, it blocked his path and inflicted a wound.
It was not a mortal blow, but it was enough to halt him.
The Envoy’s grotesquely twisted head turned toward Theo.
Crack—
The sound of shattered joints twisting echoed through the air.
“Evelyn.”
As Theo extended his hand to her, Evelyn immediately handed over the Sacred Artifact.
Without hesitation, he drew his palm across the blade once more, letting fresh blood flow.
Yulia’s Stone, absorbing the blood of the Engraver, responded with a brilliant white light.
The joined surfaces rotated, and the sacred stone embedded within pulsed with divine power.
Simultaneously, Evelyn, the other Engraver, received the Sacred Artifact back from Theo. Then she recited the final prophecy.
“White light shall pierce the darkness, awaken what sleeps, and bloom peace eternal.”
Her resolve differed from before. She pressed her palms together and offered prayer to the divine.
‘I swear to protect those suffering souls in anguish. Please, grant me strength.’
Evelyn revealed her true heart, pledging protection rather than destruction.
In that moment, the Sacred Artifact began to pour forth radiant light.
It was clearer and more dazzling than ever before.
The divine power contained within Yulia’s Stone was formidable, enveloping the entire hill in gentle luminescence.
The warm radiance carried life itself. Light seeped into the earth, reviving the withering greenery.
The divine power reached the Envoy as well—and through him, Calimedes, who had made him a vessel.
Calimedes was forced to endure the agony he had felt long ago when sealed away.
That time when all the gods united their strength to bind him, tearing his body and spirit asunder.
Pain surged alongside humiliation. Though countless ages had passed, Goddess Yulia’s power remained formidable.
“…Stop this.”
Calimedes spoke through the Envoy’s body he inhabited.
Yulia’s Stone expended all its divine power. As it released the Goddess’s might, the Sacred Artifact trembled violently, and Evelyn barely held firm, gripping it with all her strength.
Her gaze fixed upon the souls imprisoned within the Envoy’s body.
She poured her will into her hands, desperately hoping they would find peace, that they would never suffer such torment again.
The souls responded. Their agonized cries began to fade.
They reached out, yearning for the divine power that touched them, craving freedom.
Their will to live compelled them to act.
Calimedes too unleashed his power to resist the white light.
Crimson smoke billowed forth, blocking out the radiance.
Yet his fractured consciousness and the souls’ desperate escape attempts left him disoriented.
Upon the hill brimming with life force, the flowers no longer withered.
Instead, dead flowers began to bloom one by one. The blackened Deia flowers revealed white petals.
The small white wave spread gradually, consuming the entire hill.
“Stop this at once…!”
Calimedes’s voice trembled helplessly.
Yet the Sacred Artifact did not cease.
White petals and pink stamens blanketed the hill entirely. More flowers bloomed fresh and vibrant than before.
The flowers did not stop there.
They began climbing up the Envoy’s legs.
“No…!”
The Envoy staggered. Flowers wrapped around his feet, climbed his legs, and burrowed into the cracks where souls had torn through his flesh.
At last, he could not endure and collapsed into the flower field.
Countless small flowers gathered, covering the Envoy’s body. White-bloomed Deia petals enveloped his dark form, binding him without a single gap.
“….”
“….”
Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed upon him in silence.
Calimedes’ voice could no longer be heard.
Then it happened.
The form covered in flowers convulsed. After several movements….
Boom—
A sharp bursting sound echoed through the air.
The light was far more vivid than the sacred power I had witnessed before.
As the light erupted, the flowers scattered into the surrounding air. White petals danced upon the wind before settling down upon everyone.
The powerful sacred force gradually dimmed, and something began to disperse like smoke.
That hazy, brilliantly white glow….
“…souls.”
Evelyn spoke.
The Daia flowers, infused with Goddess Yulia’s sacred power, had purified the souls.
There were no more groans of unbearable suffering, no more gestures of anguish.
They simply departed one by one, riding upon the wind and sunlight.
I prayed that Goddess Yulia would watch over them…
Shortly after, the light faded completely.
Theo approached the place where the Envoy lay collapsed.
The sacred power had left a shallow depression in the ground where he rested. The Envoy’s eyes remained closed, lifeless.
Theo placed a finger beneath his nose to check if he was breathing.
“He’s still alive.”
At those words, the Envoy slowly opened his eyes.
The crimson irises were gone. His golden eyes stared ahead without focus.
Calimedes had been completely annihilated.
“Get up.”
Theo no longer spoke to him with respect. He was someone who had neither the qualifications nor the sacred power to serve as Envoy.
“You must face judgment.”
At Theo’s words, the Envoy’s pupils trembled.
His fingers, quivering with rage, clawed desperately at the ground.
But soon his strength gave way, and he let everything fall. His hands held nothing.

* * *

The Envoy was immediately escorted to the Imperial Palace.
As he boarded the Gate, bound by the Knights, he glared daggers at Theo and Evelyn.
“How dare you sabotage my grand design… Do you truly believe this is the end for me!”
His eyes, bloodshot and inflamed, blazed with fury.
“Once we arrive, I’ll have your tongue severed first.”
Theo’s words drew a nod from Evelyn.
“Or we could lock you in a room and set it ablaze. You should experience the same agony you inflicted.”
At their chilling exchange, the Envoy’s shoulders trembled.
“We’ll meet again in the Capital.”
Theo bid him farewell with a scornful smile.
After the Envoy vanished through the Gate, distant sounds of commotion echoed across the landscape.
“We’ve captured the Marquis of Seril Kingdom and his Knights.”
They had apprehended those who had escorted the Envoy.
Princess Rosina, following their counsel, had informed the foreign kingdom of the Envoy’s atrocities and, with the King of Seril’s permission, managed to capture the Marquis.
“Shall we depart as well?”
Theo asked Evelyn tenderly.
“Yes, let’s return home at once.”
Evelyn answered with a smile mirroring his own.
A refreshing breeze enveloped them both. Evelyn drew in a breath, feeling a pleasant tingling across her cheeks.
The sweet fragrance of Deia flowers filled her with joy.

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Novels. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————