CHAPTER 352: FINAL REQUEST

Within Orion’s Sea of Consciousness, the World Tree Sapling, having diligently shared its essence with the wounded world, gradually calmed down its radiance, its brilliance slowing into a steady glow.

Orion’s soul silhouette had fully shaped into a clear form mirroring his physical body. He felt every sensation acutely during this time—the stabilizing mana of the environment, the rhythmic breathing of the now-healed world, and the gentle hum of his completed breakthrough.

Slowly, Orion opened his eyes. They shimmered momentarily with wisdom and serenity before returning to their usual dual-colored brilliance.

His gaze swept across the scene before him: a vast, kneeling crowd that stretched as far as he could see. Countless Lionkin and Tigerkin, warriors and commoners who came to fight alike, knelt reverently, their faces showing deep respect and heartfelt gratitude.

At the forefront of this sea of people were the Lionkin King and Duke Varian, both with heads bowed in humble submission.

Having observed this scene during his meditation, Orion showed no surprise. With calmness, he rose gracefully to his feet.

The gentle rustling of his movements seemed amplified in the hushed silence, immediately drawing the attention of the two rulers, who cautiously raised their eyes to meet his.

Orion studied the Lionkin King and Duke Varian thoughtfully for a brief moment before speaking in a calm yet authoritative tone, "You don’t need to kneel before me. You owe me nothing."

Slowly, the Lionkin King and Duke Varian exchanged uncertain glances before hesitantly rising to their feet.

The Lionkin King wore an expression of gratitude, while Duke Varian appeared deeply respectful yet conflicted.

It was Duke Varian who finally broke the brief silence, his voice steady yet sincere. "But, Lord Orion, all of us owe you our lives. If you weren’t here, our entire world would have perished. We owe you everything."

Orion sighed lightly, shaking his head gently. "I’m nothing but a passerby, and also one of the main reasons your world faced such peril. Even if I wasn’t the direct cause, I am far from a saint."

His words carried a quiet weight of sincerity and introspection, acknowledging his role in their crisis while gently pushing away their unconditional reverence.

The Lionkin King exchanged another troubled glance with Duke Varian, uncertainty evident in their eyes as they silently debated what could possibly appease someone who had granted them such mercy.

Observing their conflicted expressions, Orion exhaled softly, recognizing he couldn’t simply dismiss their gratitude.

Their world’s fate was intertwined with his actions, intentionally or not. He decided to offer them a constructive path forward, something meaningful for their entire civilization.

After a thoughtful pause, Orion spoke with clarity and a clear goal. "If you truly wish to repay me, then fulfill a single request."

The eyes of both leaders immediately lit up with anticipation and relief, their posture straightening. The Lionkin King eagerly responded, "Anything you ask, we will accomplish with all our hearts."

Orion nodded once, solemnly holding their gaze. "My request is for your two kingdoms, the Lionkin and Tigerkin, to merge. No longer separated by trivial differences or historical grievances. And there is a particular Tigerkin woman, from a minor noble family located just outside the Tigerkin capital. I want her to be chosen as the leader who unites and guides both your peoples as one."

His words settled firmly in the air, carrying profound implications. Both the Lionkin King and Duke Varian momentarily froze, their minds racing to fully grasp the significance and weight of Orion’s request.

Their astonishment was evident, eyes widening and mouths slightly parted in shock.

After a long silence, Duke Varian cleared his throat softly, a question lingering heavily in his voice as he carefully asked, "Why specifically her, Lord Orion?"

Orion’s gaze drifted toward the horizon, his dual-colored eyes reflecting the vibrant hues of the evening sky.

For a moment, he remained silent, as if gathering his thoughts, before calmly answering, "I’ve spent this past week observing your world closely. Amidst the chaos, she stood apart. She’s one of the rare few who indiscriminately helped both Tigerkin and Lionkin, saving lives, providing food and shelter, and uniting rather than dividing. She possesses the heart and strength necessary to guide your people forward."

He paused, letting his words resonate briefly, before adding quietly yet meaningfully, "And beyond that, I happen to know her personally."

The Duke and the Lionkin King exchanged swift glances, their expressions turning thoughtful and calculating.

Both leaders were seasoned rulers, well-acquainted with the subtleties of politics and alliances. They immediately understood the weight behind Orion’s words.

Having a leader personally connected to a powerful being from a higher world was an invaluable advantage.

Such a link meant security, opportunities for guidance, and possibly even future alliances extending far beyond their humble realm.

It was clear Orion’s choice was neither arbitrary nor impulsive; it was deliberate, insightful, and deeply meaningful.

After a silent exchange of mutual understanding, Duke Varian respectfully inclined his head. His voice was firm and sincere as he said, "We understand your reasoning, Lord Orion. Your wish shall be fulfilled exactly as you have requested."

The Lionkin King mirrored Varian’s sentiments, his deep voice reverberating with earnest commitment. "Indeed, we will ensure that she leads both races wisely and compassionately, forging unity where division once stood."

Orion offered them a gentle, approving nod. His gaze shifted across the now flourishing landscape around him, satisfaction evident in his calm demeanor.

He spoke again, his voice imbued with certainty. "Your world has reached the peak of a Small World. The path of ascension should become easier now. The barrier that once confined your growth has weakened; this is your chance to grasp a greater future."

His words resonated profoundly within both leaders. Their eyes instantly lit with excitement, their hearts ignited by the prospect of guiding their kingdoms toward unprecedented heights.

Each imagined their people flourishing, growing stronger, stepping toward ascension with ease, their societies finally breaking through past limitations.

Orion’s actions had granted them more than just survival; he had given them the tools and foundations needed to strive for greatness—the very things they had been fighting for for years.

Recognizing their eagerness, Orion gently waved his hand, dismissing them with an understanding expression. "Now, you may go. I’ve said what needed to be said. I wish to spend some time alone."

Both Duke Varian and the Lionkin King immediately bowed deeply, their respect and gratitude radiating from their gestures.

Without another word, they stepped back slowly, turning to face their gathered armies.

Quiet murmurs and rustling spread among the massive gathering as they rose from their kneeling positions.

Slowly, but with hope and determination burning brightly within them, the two rulers began guiding their vast armies away from the site, their voices carrying orders, rallying their peoples toward a new and unified future.

Orion stood quietly, a gentle breeze rustling the vibrant, newly grown grass beneath his feet.

He gazed thoughtfully at the receding figures of Duke Varian, the Lionkin King, and their massive unified armies as they gradually vanished beyond the horizon, their presence replaced by calm silence and the comforting embrace of nature’s rebirth.

As the quiet returned, Orion finally allowed a genuine, relaxed smile to spread across his face, tension slipping away from his shoulders. He exhaled softly, eyes flashing with satisfaction and relief.

Inside his Sea of Consciousness, Lumi’s voice emerged gently, filled with curiosity.