Your Majesty, Dinner Is Ready. - Chapter 108

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Chapter 108: Guild War – Sunlight (1)
Whoooosh.
Through the mark upon my chest, both Artisans simultaneously conveyed their intent.
– What in the world is this…?
– Hah, how absurd.
It seemed they weren’t particularly pleased, perhaps because this was happening inside the Dungeon rather than in reality.
But true harmony had not yet begun.
“Artisans of present and past, I shall now forge an extraordinary harmony for you.”
I broke into a sprint.
“Kar, tribal kin!”
Brunelda, who had been waiting nearby, quickly offered her back.
The moment I climbed on, the northern savage who had spent her lifetime in rigorous training surged forward at a terrifying pace.
Not toward the tower we had ascended, but toward the silver tower connected to the Battlefield of Sun and Moon.
Shiiiiine—!!
As we neared our destination, an intense beam of light erupted from the golden tower.
A mysterious radiance where light and shadow mingled.
The brilliant glow infused with Lumeran’s essence—keeper of sun and moon—touched the starlit sky.
Boom—!
The light that touched the night sky began to weave a pathway through the void.
From above the golden tower to the very center of the heavens where the Orb of Lumeran dwelt.
“So that’s what you meant….”
“Indeed.”
I turned my gaze back to the silver tower.
“If you ascend the opposite tower and shatter the jewel left behind by the two Divine Beasts that pull the chariots of sun and moon, a path to the heavens opens.”
The only way to obtain the Orb of Lumeran without hunting a Light Wyvern.
In other words, a shortcut through the sky.
“That is the true power of the Hidden Piece related to Divine Beasts.”
Brunelda spoke as she ran at a speed that made Level 5 seem impossible.
“You said the Divine Beast’s jewel must be shattered? It doesn’t seem easy. Can my sword do it?”
“Naturally, it cannot be broken by ordinary means.”
Skinparksi and Hrimmparksi.
The jewels left behind by Divine Beasts possessed defensive strength exceeding even plate armor.
The strength and Secret Arts of an explorer alone could not shatter them.
There were only two means of destroying a Divine Beast’s jewel.
A Grand Sacred Object, or a weapon infused with an overwhelming quantity of Divine Power.
“Kar, tribal kin! Doesn’t a person holding something so remarkable usually not participate in Guild Wars?”
“That’s why the Hidden Piece remained undiscovered for so long.”
There was good reason why Dungeon researchers who had analyzed the Battlefield of Sun and Moon for years had not fully uncovered the Hidden Piece.
“But how does that spy intend to break it…?”
“I’ll explain that later.”
Even as I spoke, we reached the silver tower.
“I’m going up.”
With me still clinging to her back, Brunelda scaled the outer wall barehanded and reached the tower’s roof in an instant.
“Thank you.”
The moment my feet touched the ground, I immediately placed Skinparksi’s Heart on the floor.
“So how exactly do you plan to break it!”
“Like this.”
I placed both hands upon the jewel, red as the sun itself, closed my eyes, and began to chant.
“Solmiran, forever burning.”
The creator of the radiant sun.
The goddess of redemptive sunlight and brilliant creation.
I offered my prayer to Solmiran.
“Forgive me, but might you break this for me?”
There was no need to maintain formality.
Since I was not a priest of the Solar Church but merely a Socialite, my demeanor would have little influence on the judgment of the eternally burning one.
“Please, I beseech you. From now on, I shall devote myself to sunbathing in my undergarments at noon every day.”
I had never once offered a solemn prayer gazing upon the sun, nor had I ever undertaken the religious discipline of sunbathing for half a month each day.
I had no right to seek the sun’s aid.
And yet.
Still.
Crack-crack-crackle.
Solmiran had granted my request.
Skinparksi’s Heart was crisscrossed with hairline fractures, splitting like lightning across its surface.
“Thank you.”
“…Does Solmiran really grant wishes whenever someone offers a prayer?”
“Probably not.”
Intervening in the mortal realm without any causal connection requires enormous Faith, so naturally most deities ignore prayers from sentient beings who aren’t their worshippers.
The reason Solmiran answered my prayer was simply because I was an elf, however mixed my blood might be.
Whoooosh.
Skinparksi’s Heart shattered completely, and light erupted upward in a rainbow arc.
The radiance bearing both brightness and darkness together shot skyward, drawing a clean straight line across the heavens where stars were carved into the cosmos.
It stretched and glittered, connecting with a bridge that had begun forming from the opposite side.
Whiiiiine—!
In the center of the sky split in two.
The Orb of Lumeran, forming the heart of that straight line, became a dark sphere brimming with an enigmatic glow.
“…It’s beautiful.”
Brunelda murmured dazedly.
It was worth the awe.
A solar eclipse.
The moon overlapped the sun.
A celestial phenomenon that once symbolized Lumeran itself.
Though it bore little resemblance to an actual eclipse, it produced the same mystical effect.
—Kuooooo!
The Light Wyvern, locked in combat with multiple intruders, cried out toward the heavens.
Then it spread its wings and took flight.
The ruin’s final guardian was flying toward the Sacred Object.
As it drew closer, the scales across its body began to shed and glow with increasing brilliance.
《:O》
Half its body radiated light so intense it seared the eyes.
From the other half flowed a cold luminescence that made the eyes water.
Heat and cold.
Light and shadow.
The wyvern, now shedding its former shape to embody both opposing aspects fully, roared with tremendous force.
—Kraaaaaaah!
《Eclipse Wyvern (Level 7)》
《A wyvern that guards the sun and moon. This is Light Wyvern’s evolved form. Is this really acceptable? A formidable foe that not even all adventurers and ghouls combined could defeat!》
The Eclipse Wyvern, wings now vastly expanded and spread wide, exhaled a breath of intermingled gold and silver down upon the earth.
Kwaaaaaaa—!!
The northern ruins combusted all at once and vanished entirely.
The power bore no comparison to the Light Wyvern’s breath attack.
The adventurers and ghouls watching from the ground stood slack-jawed in stunned silence.
I gazed upon the empowered wyvern and nodded with satisfaction.
‘Perfect.’
It was a complete mess.
***
The conspirator among the Six Apostles was crossing the star-filled bridge stretching across the heavens.
Glancing nervously downward the entire way.
‘…What in the world is happening?’
This was bewildering.
A cascade of unforeseen events had unfolded since earlier.
Kar, the golden raven.
It had started when the Half-Elf Socialite using Transformation had infiltrated and driven a wedge between them.
‘How did its sense of self remain intact after using the art for so long…!’
Not only that, it dragged ghouls in to incite conflict, then lured the wyvern, and everything descended into complete chaos.
Since the atmosphere had turned so ominous, I had to activate the Hidden Piece ahead of schedule, creating the bridge across the sky.
—Kraaaaaaah!
On the ground below, adventurers and ghouls were still united against the wyvern in its new transformed state.
Why had it changed like this?
What happens when you activate the Hidden Piece involving the Divine Beast’s jewel from both towers simultaneously—is this the result?
“Ugh!”
“Shriek!”
A wyvern’s tail sweep annihilated the Unforgotten Turtle Guild’s sorcerer and slaughter ghoul with equal ease.
That creature was absolutely unkillable.
No matter how one looked at it, even a gathering of Level 5 Adventurers and Ghouls seemed incapable of stopping it.
‘Yet it doesn’t matter….’
The Grand Sacred Object would soon rest in my hand.
Legs that felt impossibly long compared to the distance her mind comprehended carried her forward in an endless sprint until she finally arrived near the black sphere that shed its strange luminescence.
Within it, the Orb of Lumeran—a form uniting sun and moon into one—floated suspended.
‘…At last.’
The schemer smiled brilliantly without realizing it.
Five years beginning with infiltration into the Ash Gray Wolf Guild, followed by countless hardships of preparation.
Her identity had been exposed a month before the Guild War, forcing her to scramble through the accelerated timeline.
Reflecting anew on all that toil, she reached out her hand.
Whoosh!
“Ugh!?”
Her palm ignited the moment it touched the light radiating from the black sphere, only to extinguish instantly as she pulled away.
She tried donning the Flame-Resistant Gloves on the chance it might help, but the result remained unchanged.
‘It can’t be…!’
The schemer clenched her teeth as she hacked at the sphere repeatedly with her dagger.
She could not touch it.
Access itself had been sealed entirely.
Her experience from countless explorations allowed her to infer what had occurred from circumstance alone.
‘It’s been reinforced.’
Dungeon Reinforcement.
The rare phenomenon where conquest conditions, spawned monsters, and internal environments twist and warp—occurring only in Grade B and above Dungeons.
– Roaaaar!
Surely the wyvern, now elevated a tier in power, had become a required kill before the Orb of Lumeran could be obtained.
And.
The cause of the Dungeon Reinforcement was unmistakably the golden-haired Socialite strolling leisurely from the opposite direction.
“Good day to you.”
With an expressionless face and a wave of her hand, Kar—the Golden Crow—drew slowly closer.
“But why do you seem so flustered?”
Clang!
– Caw caw caw!
A crow flew about, shattering every crystal node in the vicinity.
“Someone of such grand ambitions shouldn’t cloud their expression over a trifle like this.”
Kar continued, her voice unhurried.
Her face disturbingly devoid of emotion.
“Work with resolve so that your grand ambition—the annihilation of all good and evil deities alike—comes to fruition, yes?”
“…….”
In that instant, the schemer lost her composure entirely, her eyes widening.
How.
How on earth.
How could a mere Socialite possibly know the ultimate grand design shared only among the Six Apostles?
It was impossible.
A catastrophic disaster that should never occur in reality.
“…Who did you hear that from?”
The schemer gripped her dagger in reverse and lowered her stance.
Kar tilted her head in an odious manner before answering.
“I am a Socialite of the Twisted Truth. Surely it’s only natural I learned it from Ridni?”
“Nonsense! That fallen evil deity could only have grasped at best the identity of the arch-monster!”
Her mind having turned ice-cold, the schemer could judge swiftly.
‘…A dangerous one.’
This Socialite must be eliminated without fail.
***
Skinparksi and Hrim-parksi.
The Hidden Piece utilizing the gemstones of the two Divine Beasts could, if only one were triggered, obtain the Orb of Lumeran without needing to slay the Light Wyvern.
But if both activated simultaneously?
‘The opposite occurs—conquest becomes far more difficult.’
The Light Wyvern ascends to the far more formidable Eclipse Wyvern, forcing its destruction to become the sole path to conquering the Dungeon.
The Dungeon Reinforcement in the Battlefield of Sun and Moon was triggered by the explorers themselves.
“You must be bewildered. I understand. How great your despair must be.”
As I attempted to empathize at leisure, the expression of the elf standing beyond the black sphere hardened.
A pure mage belonging to the Unforgotten Turtle Guild.
Precious Elf Laenis.
In truth, one of the Six Apostles conspirators masquerading as an ordinary explorer through Flesh Garment.
I had known her identity from the start.
“Flesh Garment cannot deceive one’s body size. And since the conspirator has such a slender frame, you were the only one on the ‘suspect list’ who could have been the culprit from the beginning.”
Of course, this deduction was only possible because I knew the conspirator’s true species and build.
As always, I omitted the tiresome middle steps.
“For this scheme, you cleverly assisted two other explorers, didn’t you, to dramatically boost their records? To spread the Ash Gray Wolf Guild’s suspicion across those two instead of concentrating it on you.”
Like some detective standing before a murderer, I went on speaking with deliberate verbosity.
“You must have wanted to activate your Hidden Piece while the Guild Alliance was occupied with the Ash Gray Wolf Guild, achieving victory with leisure and mystique. How much it must grieve you that you couldn’t.”
……
The conspirator obsessively clung to the grand design she had plotted.
The slightest deviation made her abandon everything entirely, one might say.
So she had worked desperately to reconcile the fighting explorers according to plan.
And I, in turn, had devoted myself to sowing discord and driving wedges between them.
“I understand all your suffering.”
I held an deliberately wicked socialite’s smile upon my lips.
“You’ve even lost the artifact that your fellow Six Apostles member crafted with such care. How truly sorrowful. Will you entrust it to me?”
“…So it was you.”
The conspirator spoke in her true voice, no longer that of Precious Elf Laenis.
A chilling murderous intent soaked through her tone.
The killing intent only a veteran murderer, one who had slaughtered countless, could emit.
“It was you all along. The informant who exposed Rigoberto as a fake, the architect of all my grand designs falling apart in that Guild War…!”
The conspirator, who had been lowering her upper body, suddenly vaulted over the sphere and drove a dagger at my head.
Under normal circumstances, it would have been a speed my eyes couldn’t follow.
But in the Battlefield of Sun and Moon, all explorers’ stats are equalized.
Clang!
The blade was slicked with deadly poison, so rather than take the blow, I raised Earth Aura and parried it aside.
Just because I had adopted an immortal apostate build didn’t make me some idealistic devotee who welcomed every form of suffering with open arms.
“I was going to be lenient out of a sense of kinship…but you’ve crossed the line!”
The conspirator slashed with brutal intent, whirling her dagger.
“The laws of the Dungeon won’t allow me to kill you physically, but at least I’ll destroy you mentally!”
“Yet moments ago you were so eager to stop the others from fighting….”
A genuine laugh burst from my lips.
When was the last time I had laughed with such honesty?
“I too shall offer a warning.”
I met the conspirator’s eyes directly.
“Today, in this Dungeon, you will suffer something far worse than death.”

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