ARCHDEUS

EPILOGUE (VOLUME 3)

Autumn is over, winter is now, a season considered to be the season of the remission of sins for the teachings of the Hexatheism religion has begun.

All people are worthy of their gods, may their lives be better in the future and may those who have returned to His side be forgiven all their sins while in the world.

Hadalon, the capital of the March of Canadia, is currently in recovery. The city has lost more than 60% of its population. Either because of death by plague, death by starvation, murder by anarchism, to massive migration before isolation was imposed.

After the siege of the undead called the amygdala and the long battle with the figure thought to be responsible for the emergence of the plague, Hadalon City now had a new ray of hope. There are no new cases where there are residents who suffer from the plague now leaving only the old patients who are in the period of treatment carried out by the temple.

Alex as the supreme commander in the isolation mission in Canadia also made a policy. Since the outbreak was no longer a threat, they eventually allowed the opening of the city and surrounding areas, of course, with restrictions on activities.

Due to a winter that was feared to cause safety problems, the military camp outside the city was disbanded. Soldiers' tents were torn down and now the soldiers are building their camps in the Hadalon barracks. At least the division that handles Hadalon City can stay in permanent buildings that are safe from winter. While for the other divisions must adjust and must report all events to Alex to avoid unwanted things.

While the soldiers were staying in the barracks, Alex settled in the mansion belonging to the Marquess of Canadia. It's hard to believe everyone in this mansion is gone. Not even their bodies were found. The military higher-ups especially the witches and priests including Alex thought most likely everyone in the mansion had died and their corpses were made as undead.

"It's hard to believe, now I have to go back to being Interim Governor" Alex complained.

Alex after reporting to the central government on all the events in Hadalon including the destruction of the Canadian dynasty.

It looks like the central government is carrying out a responsive policy by appointing Alex as the Interim Governor. That meant that de facto the central government dared to take over the feudal territory from a noble. That will certainly have an impact on the stability of national politics in the future. But of course Alex doesn't care about any of these things.

The appointment of Alex as interim governor unilaterally certainly gives additional burden for Alex.

"Ainuhrim, how are you? Are you used to life here?" ask Alex.

"My lord, thanks to my Master's wisdom, my servant has learned much. Praise be to You, the Great One."

After saying that, Ainuhrim bowed before Alex. Fortunately, there were only two of them in this room. Otherwise, Alex would be considered to have already made a heretic sect.

"Thank your head. I will go back to remind you, if there is anyone other than us, then you should not bow down before me. Respect me like a servant pays respect to his master. I'll think about what your status is going to be" Alex said.

"Okay, my lord."

The identity and whereabouts of Ainuhrim have not been revealed. All this time he changed his form into a sword and only when he was with Alex would he return to his avatar form.

"But really, I don't understand why you should go down. Though you should know, this is not my true form" Alex murmured.

"Forgive me, sir. This lowly servant cannot remain silent when my Master is treated as such. Even if it's not my Master's true form. But seeing my Master insulted makes the heart of this lowly servant very sore" Ainuhrim replied with great sadness.

This is not the first time he has seen Alex being treated that way. At first he had already been extremely restrained when his master was considered trash. He also came close to descending early when he saw his master near death during an ambush at the Fertiphile Mansion. Yet all the other High Gods tried to calm him down. So now, when he again saw his master insulted by a lowly being, Ainuhrim's wrath was already at its peak and could not be tolerated any longer.

"Huh .., this becomes troublesome," murmured Alex.

The sound of knocking on the door rang out then Rain asked for permission to enter.

"Ainuhrim, there's someone who wants to see me. Turn into a sword now."

"Good sir."

Ainuhrim's body emitted an extremely dense darkness. A magic circle appeared beneath him. It then turned into a sword of darkness that could emit death intent.

Ainuhrim was a High Gods and currently he descended into the world using his avatar. So it was not impossible for him to change the form of his avatar even if it was an inanimate form.

Alex took the sword and noticed every detail of it. He did not give any special name to the sword and simply called it as [Ainuhrim].

"Thanks to this sword, I can use magic up to level 10" Alex muttered.

"My master, I'm Rain permission to enter."

Rain again asked permission to enter because he did not get a response from his master long enough.

"Yes, come in" said Alex.

***

Fertihall County of Fertiphile

The residents of Fertiphile have temporarily suspended their activities. The majority chose to stay home and survive by consuming the food supplies they had stored.

Unlike their neighbors Otilia and Yorksall, the Fertiphile region did not experience a food crisis despite the county's high inflation rate. But at least the residents can still buy food even though the amount is not as much as before.

In this winter, transaction and transportation activities should stop or at least experience a slowdown. But who would have thought at this very bad time, a flag was hoisted in front of the entrance gate of Fertiphile City.

It was the flag of the Kingdom of Artchania. The flag was carried by a horse carriage march that was not small. The horses had to pass through the cold snowfall from the capital of Arcentioch all the way to Fertiphile City.

The existence of the royal flag tells one thing. There are royalty members or at least officials from the central government who are on a visit.

Of course it was far away that the capital had informed them of their arrival. But who would have thought in this official visit was carried out by the prime minister.

This is the first time the current prime minister of Artchania, Duke Louis Edouard Norchaster, has made his official visit. But no less surprising everyone is also the County Fertiphile became his first destination. Traditionally the prime ministers would make their first official visits to the territories of the nobility with whom they were allied. Although the Sandwealth Coalition and Norchaster were already holding hands, they were two different political affiliated entities and Fertiphile was a member of the Sandwealth Coalition, not Norchaster.

The prime minister's maneuver did make all political opponents including his allies confused, not least with Harol the Count of Fertiphile.

During the wait for the prime minister's arrival, Harol continued to think about what the prime minister's actions meant by visiting his territory.

Even the visit was held during the winter which was quite a risky time when traveling long distances.

But in the end when the prime minister arrived, he and Liana welcomed the arrival of the prime minister.

They joked for a long time before Norchaster and Harol had a one-on-one meeting.

The meeting was held in the Harol workspace whose atmosphere felt quite heavy and awkward.

That is because generally secret meetings like this indicate there will be under table transactions.

"My Highness, I feel very honored because my lord would visit my territory even in winter. I am very grateful and deeply moved to see the seriousness of my Master in the first official visit of My Lord. May my Lord always be given safety and health by our Most Great God" Harol said politely.

The prime minister replied to Harol's remarks in a very humble manner.

"It is precisely me who should thank My Lord for accepting me in your territory. As people say. Fertiphile was indeed the strongest region in the southeast eastern region of the kingdom."

"I'm honored to hear that. Then my Lord, what do you mean my Master asked me to hold a closed meeting like this?" harol.

As expected of Fertiphile, thought the prime minister.

The prime minister already knows the nature of Harol or at least all parties who have collaborated with Harol must know that this Fertiphile ruler is typical of people who will immediately talk and ask to the point.

Of course it makes the prime minister very happy because in addition to speeding up his cooperation, he is also no longer awkward to hold transactions with him.

"Then My Lord, I will directly propose this to you. My Lord, I want your first son to become the new ruler of the Canadia Region."