Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

"So it was hitting that thing that completely damaged his speech function...?"

During the time it took for Olt to fall from the sun to Earth, already severely injured, he bumped into something that was very familiar to Novia: a door emanating a thick purple mist, from which faint purple eyes, brimming with mockery, ridicule, pleasure, and playfulness, could be seen.

Of course, Ort's impact also hurt the door itself, as evidenced by the fact that the purple eye disappeared immediately after being hit.

In other words, did the Outer Gods also intervene? During the burning of humanity...

Novia thought about Dagon, who had appeared in the prison tower earlier. He had chosen to commit suicide because he wasn't an Outer God of the 'Gate,' but now the 'Gate' had reappeared outside Earth. In other words, two Outer Gods were acting simultaneously? There were probably only a handful of beings who could be with the 'Gate,' so what were they planning? Perhaps they were simply causing trouble? But finding a suitable vessel wouldn't be easy right now…

After all, if the Outer Gods of Type-Moon want to cause trouble on Earth, they first need to find a suitable vessel, otherwise it will be difficult to unleash their power. However, even if they find one, they must pay attention to the personality of the vessel itself, since there are also people who pretend to be bewitched by the Outer Gods but actually want to cause trouble on their own.

Although she was thinking, Novia was also seriously repairing Ort's language system. So, after about ten minutes, the blond youth, having made a new discovery, looked at Ort, who was standing close by, and asked:

"Your system has an additional unrecognizable garbled text system, but it's already at 100% startup rate. Do you want to remove it?"

"That is……"

Ort slowly shook his head.

Perhaps because it's the first time it's used the language function since its birth, it's a little unaccustomed to it, so it's comparing the timbre of the Second Sun and everyone else it's met with its own timbre to see if any adjustments or modifications are necessary.

"The emergency handling system, which is filled with operating system error logs, system junk, bugs generated during crashes, etc., is just a disguise, not the real one."

After saying that, in Novia's perception, the probability of what appeared behind Olt's garbled system plummeted from 100 to 0 and did not stop until it reached -100.

"I think it should be removed immediately, but we need to investigate further before we can be sure."

“You’re right. The victor has the right to deal with everything the loser does. That’s the right rule. I’m still under your control, and even reforming me is only fair.”

Ort's face was bathed in the light streaming in from the window as he answered earnestly.

Upon hearing this, Novia remained silent, looking at the golden-green-haired girl with eyes that seemed to see nothing at all, perhaps lost in thought.

The girl didn't say anything, but simply looked at Novia quietly in the sunlight. In fact, as she got closer to the young man in front of her, she felt the various smells gradually quiet down. The feeling was reminiscent of the silent stillness of the sun, but it was different from the abundant tranquility of the forest here.

On the sun, there is nothing moving, and on the surface where almost no life can survive, the smell is also very quiet.

After thinking for a while, Novia said:

"Alright then, after all, this is your own private matter, and I should thank you for saving Traloc. But let me ask you one more thing, what do you want to do once you're fully healed?"

"To accompany you as far as possible, as far as you can go."

The girl looked up, brushed a strand of hair from her forehead, and said without hesitation.

This was not a lie, but the truth, and that was why Ort was willing to expose his core.

Novia blinked, finally looking away from her face.

But for a long while, his gaze lingered in the air, as if he were thinking about something. Soon after, he seemed to snap out of his reverie and looked at Ort.

"I am the fifth sun of America, the one who destroyed you. Logically speaking, you should harbor hatred towards me, right?"

"Yes, you destroyed me, and that's something I really regret..."

A chaotic and troubled aura suddenly emanated from Ort, and he could feel his core throbbing in his palm.

"But that's the reality, and I can only accept it. Is the reason I feel this way because I've aligned with your experience? Or is it for some other reason? I don't really know myself, but even if I have to resort to any means necessary, even if it means fighting, I will carry out the principles and will I've derived."

"Wait a minute, your current power level is only equivalent to a third-tier planet, right?"

"Ah."

She responded softly.

Novia thought about Olt's straightforward attitude and finally nodded. After all, the main reason Olt was awakened was the incomplete Silver Key that she had been searching for. In addition, although he was a bit extreme, he was still on her side. Therefore, it was not a big problem.

"However, for now, let's just call me the First Sun. After all, I'm currently in disguise. We'll talk about it when the time is right."

"Understood, I will carry it out completely."

Ort nodded, perhaps in agreement, and her eyes shone brightly.

In fact, while the sun was repairing itself, Oort mirrored the pan-human history on Earth and the sun's 4.6 billion-year history. The sun itself must have sensed this, but it chose not to stop it. Thus, it experienced Favia's '4.6 billion' years from another perspective.

However, this wasn't an unacceptable length of time for Ort herself. At that time, she was probably just confused about why cause and effect had been distorted, and how the impossible had now become possible.

How exactly does a 'dead star come back to life'?

How can one surpass their own past failures and the once-faded supernovas?

Just because of breaking the limit and burning out 4.6 billion years?

Such insignificant years are hard to comprehend even with firsthand experience, based solely on those voices?

The song drifted away on the evening breeze; it was the voice of humans, such insignificant creatures, praying to the vast sun for health and peace.

However, it was precisely because she had experienced it that she struggled with how to present the 'beauty' that caused her to break down. She only understood the answer to this confusion after meeting Tralock.

The sun shines there, and it shines here too.

Are there no differences between the two?

No.

This is a conceptual sun, that is the actual stellar sun.

Is there a difference?

No.

It is a terrifying weapon, summoned by the planet itself to carry out a mission.

This is the world of primates, a world abhorred by the planet, the sea of ​​primates covered by dreams, the planet guarded by the sun UO whose life's purpose was to meet and correct itself. That sun UO was initially a conceptual sun, but eventually became a real star.

So that's how it is. Based on his own understanding, Ort, with his powerful computing ability, forcibly unified the two processes he perceived: '4.6 billion years' and Novia's '4.6 billion years'. Thus, what was ultimately achieved was the birth of the sun model and the garbled system, and a murmured phrase—

When I came to my senses, the sun had already set.

The warmth under the bright sun vanished like a lie, and the planet was both in dire straits and shining brightly in the twilight of the present moment.

Although it started as just tiny sparks, they eventually coalesced into a path overflowing with light.

"No, it's not because the 'sun' itself is beautiful, but rather—"

The girl, who was the incarnation of the Star Eater, had bright, sparkling eyes.

"The 'sun' with you is beautiful."

That's all. As a star, the Sun has meaning for the Star Eaters, who are also stars.

Chapter 428 The Sun Rises (7.K)

"Alright, the matter between me and the second sun has been resolved."

After speaking with the girl who had transformed into Olt, Novia opened the door to the president's room and let the people standing outside enter.

"Alright, now that you've taken care of your matter, brother..."

Traloc adjusted his sunglasses, trying to calm his gossipy nature, and stared seriously at the nonchalant Furito and the struggling Rama, while crossing his arms.

"So what are you two thinking?"

Although they had already spoken outside, Tralock was still somewhat uneasy. After all, she really couldn't imagine that these Indians would behave like this. She had originally thought that the most outrageous thing they could do was slack off, but she never expected them to come here directly...

"Rest assured, Lord Tralock, I am... ready."

"It doesn't matter, just don't expect me to do anything."

Of course, Rama was under immense pressure because of this. Pharita simply believed that he was following the first sun of the Americas who had a connection with his own master, unlike Rama, who was a despised holy king and a traitor.

"alright."

Traloc nodded, then turned to look at Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mash beside him. "Is Chaldea just the two of you and my brother? There's no one else? There should be others, right? If so, could I meet them?"

Upon hearing Tralock's words, Ritsuka, who was about to say something immediately, glanced at Novia and then nodded decisively.

“That’s right, now it’s just the three of us: me, Mashu, and the advisor! There’s no one else.”

"……consultant?"

Tralock thought about the word and realized that it did fit the First Sun's character, since he was someone who constantly fanned the flames between the two sides on the battlefield.

However, she was still puzzled, because she clearly remembered that Novia had gone to a facility called Chaldea. Could it be that she had been deceived by that brat Abigail's information? Did she give her false information? That shouldn't be the case, since she was in her good child form at the time, she shouldn't lie...

Honestly, no matter how Tralok thought about it, the only option he could come up with was that the First Sun before him was Novia in disguise.

But his marksmanship is so bad, and the Second Sun himself is very cold now, completely lacking his previous ambiguous behavior...

For some reason, even after Novia repaired her language system, Ort continued to use the voice recording Quetzal had given her for everyone except Novia, seemingly not intending to speak to anyone else.

The black-haired girl's gaze lingered between Novia, Ort, and Fujimaru Ritsuka for a moment before finally settling on Rama again.

"Since you are the Holy King of your land, I also have a question I would like to ask you, and I be sure you will tell me."

"Please say."

"I cannot understand what you are fighting for."

Even Ritsuka and Mashu had this question. They had encountered many Heroic Spirits who participated in the destruction of the world in France, but those were all caused by Berserk manipulation. The Indian forces in the Americas were different; they fought according to their own will. The American Alliance and the two of them just couldn't understand this.

"...For us Indians, battle and death are not things determined by ourselves, but by Brahman."

Rama lowered his head slightly, "That is the essence that is recognized only by the continuation of the world, without distinguishing between glory and evil, good and evil."

"So, it was your pantheon's god-king who gave the order?"

"Actually, we don't have a God-King. If we had to say, we only have a Heavenly Emperor..."

"puff--"

Just as Rama said this, Vritra, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Sorry, sorry, I just remembered something happy."

After this brief interlude, Rama continued, "...but Brahman is without substance, and its apex is the form of a god."

"But I remember Krishna wasn't a savior, was he? He was just an avatar of Vishnu, like you? I didn't expect you to be in such a sorry state..."

According to Tralok's intelligence, the current leader of the Indian forces is Krishna, not Rama.

"...In some ways, Krishna is indeed better than me."

Rama nodded in agreement. "That is the truth. That is perhaps why people continue on this path even when they know that destruction is the only outcome."

"So what exactly is the reason?"

"I can't say that. This is the only thing I absolutely cannot say. I'm sorry."

"you--"

"Alright, there's no need to ask any more questions."

Novia interrupted Tralock's questioning, "In any case, they are the source of the problem. Even if they didn't harm civilians, their crimes of supporting the war will not disappear. However, the 'purpose' that led them to make this choice is the biggest culprit."

"You bastard, if you say another word to me, believe me, I'll—"

Frodo slammed his fist on the table, glaring menacingly at Novia who had spoken.

However, before she could take any action, she was suppressed by a glance from the girl sitting in the presidential seat, and could only grit her teeth.

Well, Novia felt a mix of amusement and self-reproach regarding Froldo's actions. After all, Froldo had done it for her own, Gavia's, reputation, while she felt guilty because her disappearance had led to this situation...

Therefore, he patted Flitz on the shoulder, who was pinned to the sofa, and released his hold on Olt when he saw Novia like this.

“It is normal for you to be angry, Phrixus, but as I said before, this is not the will of the First Sun, but the will of your Lord.”

Upon hearing that it was his master speaking, Frit softened, at least his desire to fight had disappeared.

"Um... First Sun, you really have some tricks up your sleeve."

Rama looked at Novia with a subtle expression. In his opinion, this was probably another trick by the First Sun, but it was very effective.

As for Tralock, he squinted at the group, wondering if there was something he didn't know about...

I remember that Phriduo was the gatekeeper of the Himalayas. Mountains? Is that why? No, that can't be right. These 'mountains' are completely different. I can't possibly be mistaken... Phriduo's master is the god of the Himalayas, who seems to be a goddess? My brother is involved with a goddess from another land?

This is something only Novia would do...

Tralock is once again torn between the 'facts his brain has determined' and the 'facts before his eyes' regarding the true identity of the First Sun that has appeared before him.

But soon there was no time to ponder this question, because—

"Oh no! Sun King! Riverton is about to fall!"

Edison's words, spoken as he rushed in from outside, immediately made Tralock frown, and he snatched the intelligence from his hand.