"What makes you think so?" Sylvan asked, hoping against hope that Archon wouldn't be able to give a proper answer.
"His power is not of this world. To have the ability to wipe out an army with a single attack is not something that a being of this world should be capable of. Even if it was a Dragon-lord it would be almost impossible."
"This is not the first time that such a being has appeared in this world. The Eight Greed Kings were also monstrous beings that appeared and dominated this world using unseen powers. My theory is that throughout history multiple such powerful beings from the world that the Six Gods came from seep into this world."
Sylvan thought about it and thought that as ridiculous as it sounded, it made sense. If powerful beings like the Six could enter into this world, then who was to say that other beings couldn't do the same?
"But this time is different!"
Archon looked stern as he raised his voice.
"This time the being that comes to claim this world is neither a savior nor a conqueror. If it merely wanted to rule this world it would have already conquered it. I believe it is causing conflicts and panic around the world, preparing it for a very dark future that will be like a nightmare with no end."
"So what do you hope to gain from telling me?"
"Two reasons. Firstly, if this is the case then even if this being is from the same realm, then that still means that we have a chance to kill it. You as the second strongest of the God-Kin must be the one to succeed in this task."
"And secondly?"
Archon closed his eyes.
"If you should fail, I want you to know that I will release the light of the Six Gods upon this world…"
Amongst the weapons and items that the Six Gods had left them, there was one that was described as being capable of erasing all evil from this world. It was left to them with the prediction that there may come a day when some form of evil will rise that threatens the existence of the entire world. At this time the Six Gods had noted that this item would kill all evil beings in the world, regardless of gender, age, or race. Thus, it must only be used when armageddon was near.
Sylvan, as one of the God-Kin, knew of this and was one of the people that had to either agree or be dead before it would be allowed to be used.
Sylvan stared at the ground as he tried to come up with a reason to dissuade Archon from doing something so insane, but later realized that if this foe is indeed victorious it would be the only way to protect humanity.
Archon understood what Sylvan felt and quietly responded.
"Sylvan-kun, you have been burdened with an unreasonable fate. You're just a young man and already you are the captain of the most important unit in the Theocracy."
Archon placed his hand on Sylvan's shoulder as he gently smiled at him.
"Whatever happens, as long as you fight your hardest and do your best, no one will ever blame you for what comes after. I know that we have always been unreasonable with you, but I hope you will bear with it a little longer."
Sylvan looked up and displayed a rare slight smile as he responded, "Archon-sama, I have not once cursed my fate and will never do so. I understand that this power is granted to me for a reason, and even if it does not come from a god I will use it to protect this nation and the rest of humanity."
Archon could tell that there was no hesitation in the youth's eyes. This young man had a bright future ahead of him. If properly nurtured he could get stronger still and protect many more people than he realized. With him as the third God-Kin, the Theocracy could rest easy.
"Which reminds me, why did you give Zesshi permission to venture outside?"
In the Theocracy there was a rule that stated that one God-Kin must always be in the inner sanctum to protect the treasures left behind by the Six Great Gods. Zesshi could not have sneaked out without one of the other two God-Kin giving their permission.
"Archon-sama, I did not know…"
Archon raised his hand in a halting gesture.
"It's fine Sylvan. No one in the Theocracy can really deny Zesshi anything if she really wants it. Let's just forget about this matter and move on."
Sylvan bowed to Archon and left the room. It was about time he went home.
Archon continued to stare out the window and watched Sylvan leave as he himself wondered what should be going through Sylvan's mind at the moment. It was a miracle that he was able to take in so much and not lose his mind, if only temporarily.
"Ainz Ooal Gown, this nation has endured the test of time and the threat of creatures as dangerous as you. No matter what, it will not fall due to our cowardice."
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Sylvan closed the door as he walked into the house. He noticed that the maids that should have been there to greet him were nowhere to be seen.
Did she give them another day off?
Sylvan sighed as he hung his mantle on the wall by himself and walked into the living quarters. Although he was the captain of the Black Scripture and received a more than generous tribute from the church he was obligated to live in an appropriately small house that would not arouse suspicion as to what job the person who lived there performed.
As he walked into the kitchen he saw what he had expected to see. A young girl no older than sixteen was standing at the kitchen counter and preparing vegetables and meat for her dish.
The girl wore a beautiful blue dress with white embroideries and had a reasonably pretty face with her blonde hair in twin tails and her big blue eyes attentively focused on her work.
She was working hard at cutting the vegetables and didn't notice Sylvan had walked into the kitchen.
"You know that as a descendant of the Holy Bloodline, you are not supposed to work a day in your life, right?"
As if a charge of an electric current had run through her the young girl jumped up and turned her head rapidly. She had finally noticed Sylvan standing at the entrance of the room.
"Aah, you're home Bastion-sama. I'm sorry for not greeting you at the door, I was so busy with cooking the meat dish that I completely lost contact, sorry."
"Why you insist on cooking and cleaning by yourself mystifies me to no end. And I've told you dozens of times that it's Sylvan. What married couple still calls each other by their last names?"
Although they had gotten married, to call these two a couple would be stretching the limit quite a bit. Even though this girl was from one of the sacred families from which a God-Kin had been born, when married off it was made abundantly clear by her family that her task was to give birth to another God-Kin and quietly accept her husband and a second wife if he chose to take one.
Her name was Valerie Crux Nilldem, or Vi to her friends. She was not a girl that sat quietly in a corner and knit clothes for her children or even read books. To her she needed to do something active and move her body in any way that she could or she would go insane.
In the beginning, the archbishops had advised against picking this girl in particular as she would be more trouble than she was worth. The chance of an awakened God-Kin being born was very small after all. But Sylvan had chosen her as by comparison the other candidates were either too old, too plain, or not genetically suited enough to marry, besides he did not mind her energetic personality as he himself was rarely exposed to it.
Vi stared down at the ground as she meekly responded to her new husband.
"I'm sorry… uhm Sylvan-sama. I just couldn't take it anymore and I thought you wouldn't be back today either with the meeting taking place today and all."
Vi, despite being a woman, was one of the few people in the Theocracy that knew what Sylvan really did for a living and knew she had to treat a man like him with respect as it could be said that Sylvan was the reason why the nation was safe from monsters.