NOVEL NEXT Chapter 63: Chapter 63: I Will Not Return Again
[The year 1 AD has passed]
[You have been born into this world for nearly two thousand years, marking your two thousandth year as a True Ancestor]
[You left Israel in 931 BC]
[A lot happened in the following thousand years]
[Altrouge followed you, and she also fought alongside you on the battlefield against the fallen True Ancestors. You could say she was like your right-hand person]
[Not only that, but you also discovered something]
[As the number of fallen True Ancestors continued to increase, the number of Dead Apostles was also rising in the world]
[Gradually, some Dead Apostles began to grow]
[They were cursed after being drained of blood by the True Ancestors, and they became stronger in order to resolve this curse]
[The purity of their blood even became a poison that polluted the world]
[They became a singularity in the world by their own power]
[The principles of these Dead Apostles began to emerge, and they started to declare themselves kings in the world]
[This gradually made it impossible for the True Ancestors to ignore them]
[Although Dead Apostles could not shake the position of the True Ancestors, they had indeed grown to a valuable point]
[And they were not disasters like the fallen True Ancestors]
[As a member of the True Ancestor royal family, you made a decision]
[You thoroughly established the positioning of the top-ranking Dead Apostles, and their title would be the future terror of the world—the Twenty-Seven Ancestors of the Dead Apostles]
[When you announced this to the outside world, the Dead Apostle community trembled]
[The True Ancestors confirmed the establishment of the Twenty-Seven Ancestors]
[This was undoubtedly a cause for great joy for most Dead Apostles]
[The Dead Apostles had always feared and respected the True Ancestors]
[The earliest Dead Apostles were merely those who fled from the True Ancestors, feeding on human blood to increase their kin]
[No matter how strong they became]
[They still had to hide their heads in fear of the True Ancestors]
[Always worried about being hunted down by the True Ancestors]
[Now that they had received the acknowledgment of the True Ancestor royal family, it meant they had the possibility of establishing their own nation]
"Although they are all failed products created by my past, since you have established the Twenty-Seven Ancestors, Moran, would you mind if I played with them a bit?"
Brunestud said with a playful smile.
[She had originally had no interest in the title of the Twenty-Seven Ancestors]
[But upon realizing it was your creation]
[The bored Brunestud suddenly became interested in playing and decided to take the second seat among the Twenty-Seven Ancestors]
[No one dared to deny this Moon King]
[You were both amused and exasperated by her capriciousness]
[The strongest and ultimate True Ancestor joining in to stir the pot, Brunestud's involvement shocked the Dead Apostles once again]
[No one could deny the value of the Twenty-Seven Ancestors]
[Even this Moon King was on the list]
[Other capable Dead Apostles naturally wanted to compete]
"If Mother is also involved, then I should count as one too. I don't want to be too high~ Moran, just put me within the top ten~!"
Altrouge was also very interested.
The mother and daughter were surprisingly interested in the same thing.
[Thus, you threw out the ninth seat]
[Altrouge, as a princess of the royal family, undoubtedly ranked ninth among the Twenty-Seven Ancestors]
"By the name of the Brunestud royal family,
I, Moran Brunestud, King of the True Ancestors, the first lord of the Millennium Castle, hereby establish the name of the Twenty-Seven Ancestors."
Moran was recognized as the King of the True Ancestors by everyone.
After all, he had been in charge for too long.
Both the True Ancestors and the Dead Apostles were more familiar with him, while Brunestud's position was more like that of a creator.
The Moon King and the King of the True Ancestors.
The two kings resided together in the Millennium Castle.
"Yes! We are greatly honored…"
[The attending Dead Apostles knelt on one knee before the throne]
[Among them were the Black Princess Altrouge and her followers, the White Knight Blood, the Black Knight Strout, and the Black Wing Lord, who served and worshipped Brunestud]
[Although there were only six Dead Apostles present]
[It didn't matter]
[It didn't hinder the True Ancestors from bestowing titles upon the Dead Apostles]
[After all, even if there were vacancies among the Twenty-Seven Ancestors, there would be capable Dead Apostles to fill them]
[The Twenty-Seven Ancestors would naturally each hold their own power and engage in struggles with each other]
[These were all things you had anticipated]
[Your decision had indeed played a role]
[The existence of the Twenty-Seven Ancestors constrained the Dead Apostles, making it more convenient for the True Ancestors to manage them]
[Time moved to the year 600 AD]
[The number of fallen True Ancestors continued to increase at a frequency even greater than before]
[Hunting True Ancestors was not easy]
[Usually, hunting one would take decades at a minimum, and sometimes even over a hundred years]
[The later True Ancestors were even stronger]
[You found yourself leaving the Millennium Castle more frequently, and you also noticed something]
[Not only were you leaving more often]
[But Brunestud was returning to the Millennium Castle less frequently]
[While hunting fallen True Ancestors, combined with the approaching year 600 AD, you felt an ominous premonition]
[You needed to have a good talk with Brunestud]
[Anxious, during your most recent hunting operation, you ruthlessly eliminated a fallen companion]
[Then, you hurried back to the Millennium Castle]
[You sat quietly on the throne, waiting in fatigue, thinking you would have to wait for decades]
[When a warm breeze blew in from outside the hall]
[It felt like a gentle hand brushing against your cheek, causing you to instinctively open your eyes and see the scene before you]
[—It was Brunestud]
[She was bathing in the moonlight as she once did]
[Although she was only a few meters away by the window, you rushed to her side]
[But something felt different]
[Even though she was right in front of you]
[It felt like an insurmountable barrier, as if you could never reach her, which you attributed to the long time since you last saw her]
[After a long silence of staring at each other]
[You finally spoke]
"Brunestud…"
Moran's emotions were very complex.
It had been a hundred years since they last met.
This was a situation that Brunestud would not have wanted; for a moment, he didn't know how to bring it up.
"…I really couldn't help it. I originally thought I could leave quietly, but in the end, I still came to see you."
Brunestud smiled gently.
This tenderness was greater than before.
[You sensed something unusual]
[Brunestud's straightforwardness was different from the past, and the meaning behind her words was impossible to ignore]
[It was completely unlike her previous self-importance]
[She was revealing her true thoughts]
"I… will not return again. This time back to the Millennium Castle will be my last."
"…What do you mean?"
Moran felt a sense of foreboding in his heart.
However, the surging emotions were being forcibly suppressed.
He tried hard to make his voice sound gentle.