Super Righteous Player
Chapter 1067 - 125: The Legacy of the Radiant Sovereign

Chapter 1067: Chapter 125: The Legacy of the Radiant Sovereign

"Your reversed heart of winter, your acquired ’Curse: Heart of Sisyphus,’ all give you the chance to inherit the path of ’Sisyphus.’ You will become ’Charioteer and God of Justice’... That was my original thought."

Paper Princess spoke softly.

Yawen snorted and glared at Paper Princess, "That’s why I said she’s a fool, always worrying about things that don’t need worrying about. You thought Annan couldn’t get a good enough inheritance, so you wanted to give him a safety net, right?

"—But why would Annan need to inherit someone else’s path? If it were truly necessary, wouldn’t I have mentioned it? Wouldn’t Rigret have said something? Wouldn’t Bode have spoken up? Even Sibyl, who initially sent him to retrieve the ’Heart of Justice,’ didn’t specifically bring this up.

"Even Scathach and Ananke themselves, the two who can see past and future, haven’t mentioned this to Annan. What in this world could possibly be hidden from those two?"

"...I just thought, what if I am the goddess in their prophecy who ’will tell Annan about this’..."

Paper Princess felt somewhat aggrieved by Yawen’s scolding, "Because I thought, if this matter shouldn’t be told to Annan, someone would definitely have stopped me. So I felt I had to mention it..."

"Still talking back."

Yawen glared at Paper Princess again.

His discerning, dove-like eyes easily saw through Paper Princess’s thoughts, "All that is unimportant. You actually just wanted to be the first, to be ’the first to tell Annan these secrets.’ You wanted Annan to feel grateful to you ’when the prophecy comes true’—just like a foolish adult trying to impress a beloved younger person with their knowledge.

"But you didn’t consider that with Annan’s pride, even if he inherited the Book of the Celestial Chariot, he would never become ’the second Charioteer’; even if he inherited the Heart of Justice, he would never become the second Sisyphus.

"Annan’s pride in himself is even greater than yours... The path he is now walking is truly his own. Why didn’t any of us stop you?

"—Because it’s completely meaningless."

Yawen let out a scornful laugh.

He maintained his reclined, lazy posture in the lounge chair, slightly sat up, and gestured with his finger towards Annan’s direction by tapping the table.

"Kid, you tell this fool... What was the inheritance you received when you were staining your soul with desire?"

An inheritance...

That would be the Gold-tier profession, then.

Annan vaguely realized something.

He looked at Paper Princess and said softly, "My inheritance is the ’Radiant Sovereign.’"

Paper Princess’s eyes widened in shock.

"...How can this be?!"

"—Radiant Sovereign, that is the inheritance hidden within the Heart of Justice."

Yawen explained to Annan, "All roads lead to Rome. Since Annan possesses such talent and mission... he can naturally inherit it without the need for the Heart of Justice."

He lifted his head, looking nostalgically at the ceiling as if his gaze could pierce through it and see the brilliant stars of the past. "Back then, those ’Angels’ who gathered beneath the glorious Sisyphus to fight for justice were just like this.

"They held glowing blades in their hands, and their plain clothes transformed into pure, shining garments of white; while those races without ’hands’ had shining claws, scales, and armor. Behind them were wings of light formed by radiance.

"Those who could stand upright and those who couldn’t; those who could speak and those who couldn’t; those with claws and those without claws, and even intangible beings like Specters and elements—all gathered beneath Sisyphus—transformed into brilliance.

"They shared a common ideology: to bring justice to this chaotic world.

"That was during a barbaric era with no laws, no nations, and no morals. They were the army that established ’order’ with difficulty.

"They were called the ’Legion’. For they were the most ancient form of what we now know as an ’army’... When Sisyphus led his ’Legion’ to discipline this world, the Red Knight hadn’t even arrived in this world yet.

"The ’Legion’ once became the dominant power of the world. They ruled the world with the strict ’Solar Decree’ inscribed on stone pillars—back when there were neither nations nor ethnicities. ’The hundred kinds of Wingless Ones’ were all governed by the ’Legion.’"

"...The hundred kinds of Wingless Ones?"

Annan murmured.

Yawen leisurely nodded, self-satisfied. "According to the sayings at the beginning of Genesis, strictly speaking, there are only three kinds of creatures in this world. Aside from the giants, all beings capable of leaving the ground through their power are called ’Winged Ones’... like me and my three sisters, or like the birds flying outside right now. All Winged Ones are children of the night.

"And all those who cannot leave the ground or the sea on their own are called ’Wingless Ones.’ Strictly speaking, they are the offspring of the earth... Sibyl, who gave birth to the most ’Wingless Ones,’ is one among them. Hence, the millions of beings born from her are Wingless Ones.

"All Wingless Ones are directly governed by the earth. She can easily end all Wingless beings."

"What about the dragons?"

Annan asked. "Dragons are winged and capable of flight. Why aren’t they considered Winged Ones?"

"Dragons were not born for the Goddess of Cup but are direct descendants of the earth, known as the Dual Aspects kind of beasts. However, at the very beginning when dragons were born... they were merely tools for cleansing."

Yawen unveiled a secret Annan had never heard before, quite frankly, "Earth harbors hate for all dying things yet to die, and love for all living things yet to be born. Hence, Earth allows life to emerge but also urges it to cease.

"When Earth realized that it harbored within itself ’living things yet to be born’ and ’dying things yet to die’, it split itself open, extracting its offspring.

"They were four creatures with wings, scales, and blood. Three were alive, and one was stillborn, indicating that they were not immortal beings. The White Dragon, Black Dragon, Red Dragon, and the scaleless dead dragon... they are Frost, Embers, and Charcoal. Rigret is a name your grandmother later chose for herself, while Dragon was the name Elves gave them later.

"Sisyphus himself could be considered a Winged One, as he was Bode’s brother, the light of the second dawn. In that era, the status of Winged Ones was higher than that of Dual Aspects, and the status of Dual Aspects was above that of Wingless Ones. But only the Wingless Ones were governed and protected by the ’Legion’.

"After that, a rider on a red horse, wielding a great sword, came from the River of Dream realms and introduced the concept of war, teaching people the meaning of ’war’.

"And after the death of Sisyphus, the ’Legion’ was no longer united but shattered, reverting to their respective tribes. The ’Legion’ led the armies of various races, launching an unprecedented civil war... myriad races were destroyed in that war, and a new order was born then. The world was reshuffled and reordered, and ultimately... the dragons, with their supreme brute force, became the rulers, and the Dragon King became the so-called ’Supreme Emperor.’"

Yawen interlaced his fingers, calmly speaking: "This is what happened at the end of the First Era... Book of the Celestial Chariot."