After returning from Murmurstown to the Hunter's Den, quite a commotion was caused.
Since Noah's originally erased existence had been fully re-anchored within the Chaos, everyone remembered him once again.
In other words, Noah's contribution was not cleared to zero.
Although the protagonist of the victory celebration arrived late at midnight, it did not dampen everyone's enthusiasm toward him.
Flower petals, toasts, applause, cheers, roars… all kinds of celebratory methods emerged one after another.
"Go! Go!"
A group of gladiators formed a circle. Beside the bonfire in the center, Noah and Ephor Augusta were arm-wrestling.
Lupa: "Go, Ephor!"
Avidius: "Go, Hero Noah!"
The gladiators: "Go!"
Iuno: "Go, Unwritten One!"
Ephor Augusta gritted her teeth tightly, exerting all her strength, but her hand was still slowly being pressed down by Noah.
She could feel that Noah had not even used his full power yet.
"You really are unreasonably strong."
"Not bad, just a little bit of strength."
Seeing her hand about to touch the table, Ephor Augusta quickly spoke softly:
"Give me some face, don't press so fast."
As soon as she spoke, the other side indeed relaxed a little. Seeing this, Ephor Augusta could only shake her head helplessly with some regret:
"You… if only you were a native of Septimont."
"You don't have experience in this."
Noah replied without thinking:
"How can a childhood friend compare to the thrill of a sudden arrival from the sky?"
Hearing this, Ephor Augusta was momentarily stunned. Her focus slipped, and Noah immediately pinned her hand down. The crowd erupted in enthusiastic cheers!
"OHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Seeing the lively atmosphere, Elder Falco quickly walked over to Noah with a smile on his face, rubbing his hands like a fly:
"Um, Hero Noah, about what we discussed earlier… joining the Elder Council, have you considered it?"
Noah pointed at Ephor Augusta beside him:
"What did you say? Say it again."
Seeing Ephor Augusta's unfriendly gaze, Elder Falco's smile instantly stiffened.
At the same time, Iuno gently poked Noah's back. When he turned his head, she smiled softly:
"I'm going back to the Tetragon Temple. I'll treat you to a meal tomorrow as thanks. See you tomorrow."
"Mm, see you tomorrow."
See you tomorrow — that was the best prophecy.
After bidding farewell to Iuno, Noah turned his gaze back to Ephor Augusta:
"Um…"
He felt a bit embarrassed and subconsciously rubbed his hands together like Falco:
"The False Sovereign's Echo…"
...
Tetragon Temple.
"Granny Lillibet, I'm back!"
A refreshed Iuno stepped into the Tetragon Temple and immediately found Granny Lillibet to thank her:
"Thanks to your guidance, I successfully brought Noah back."
"My guidance? What guidance?"
Granny Lillibet looked puzzled, but Iuno did not explain. Instead, she urged anxiously:
"Granny, quickly use your prophetic ability to check for me. Is my path to marriage smooth?"
"Oh~ So our genius Priestess has someone in mind now? Oh ho ho."
Granny Lillibet rarely showed an ambiguous smile. She then turned and lit the golden branch candlestick to begin the prophecy for Iuno.
When it came to urging the younger generation to get married, the older generation was always extremely enthusiastic.
Soon, the prophecy ended. Granny Lillibet's expression became strange. Seeing this, Iuno asked urgently:
"What's wrong?"
"I don't know what happened, but I can't see much of Septimont's future anymore."
"What about my future?"
"I still saw some short-term content."
Granny Lillibet sighed as she looked at Iuno:
"Iuno, although I didn't see who the person you like is, his pursuers… seem to be more than just you…"
Hearing this, Iuno swallowed hard. Cartethyia's figure instantly appeared in her mind:
"Granny, you mean… I have a rival?"
"Not just one."
Joyful times always pass especially quickly.
The night ended, and dawn arrived.
A new day.
The sun was bright and clear. The hunting team returned gloriously from Windtide Cliff. The streets were already crowded with citizens.
Horns sounded, colorful flags fluttered.
From time to time, the sound of fireworks and firecrackers could also be heard.
"OHOHOH!"
"The hunt was successful!"
"We repelled the century tide!"
"Where is Hero Noah? I want to see Hero Noah!"
Amid countless enthusiastic cheers, Ephor Augusta led the gladiators who participated in the hunt back to Septimont in a grand procession to hold the medal and commendation ceremony.
Standing on the high platform, she took the script that had been written overnight and spoke with deep emotion:
"Brave warriors, today we gather here to celebrate this hard-earned victory…"
"Not long ago, Septimont faced an unprecedented crisis…"
"At this moment of life and death, the heroic soldiers built an indestructible line of defense for Septimont. Among them, there was a hero who came from afar to provide support — Noah!"
The moment this name was spoken, the citizens of Septimont below erupted in unprecedented enthusiastic cheers and applause.
They listened passionately as Ephor Augusta recounted Noah's deeds, their eyes filled with pride.
Whether it was splitting the sky with one sword or instantly killing Dark Tide creations, they had witnessed it with their own eyes yesterday. The people of Septimont had always worshipped the strong, and at this moment, their worship of Noah had reached its peak.
However, as they listened, some people noticed something was off.
"We've heard so much, but where is Hero Noah?"
...
The celebratory fireworks bloomed in the sky above Septimont. In the shadows of a corner, Noah climbed a tree and took out three bird eggs.
"Big brother, a little higher! Little Mi is up there!"
A childish voice came from below. Noah put the bird eggs into his backpack and climbed upward with hands and feet, reaching out with his right hand to grab the orange cat by the back of its neck on the tree.
After climbing down and petting the cat a few times, Noah returned the orange cat to the little girl in front of him.
"Thank you, big brother."
"It was nothing."
Noah smiled, but his gaze subconsciously glanced at the few patches on the little girl's clothes. He then looked away and asked kindly:
"Little one, almost everyone in Septimont went to watch the celebration. Why didn't you go?"
"I'm waiting for my dad to come home."
"What does your dad do?"
"He's a gladiator. My dad is a very, very powerful gladiator!"
When mentioning her father, the little girl's eyes instantly lit up:
"Although he often loses, he went to participate in this hunt. He said he would bring back a very, very high subsidy so he can cure Mom."
Hearing this, Noah's expression stiffened. He then smiled and shook his head:
"I'm afraid your dad won't get any subsidy. Every gladiator who participated in this hunt is alive and well."
"I don't understand. What does being alive and well have to do with the subsidy?"
"Children don't need to know so much."
Noah took out his Terminal and asked gently:
"Come, I'll test you with a question only smart children can answer: What is your dad's Terminal number?"
...
"I really don't understand. This medal and commendation ceremony clearly should have had you as the protagonist, but you're the only one absent."
Noah sat at the edge of the square. Ephor Augusta's troubled voice came from his Terminal:
"You don't know, the citizens of Septimont were so disappointed when they learned you didn't attend the ceremony."
"Haha, sounds pretty interesting."
"No no no, it's not interesting at all. As soon as I returned to the Ephor's Palace, I received a large number of civilian complaint letters. They're demanding a separate celebration just for you since you were absent."
So grand?
The people of Septimont really are enthusiastic.
Noah secretly clicked his tongue but still shook his head:
"Better not. I discovered I actually don't like being held up too high. It feels awkward."
"Besides, the ones who contributed more to this hunt were clearly all of you. If I didn't have this kind of power, I might be nothing… Haha, I said a bit too much."
"Anyway, that's it. Iuno invited me to eat. Hanging up first."
After ending the call, Noah let out a long breath and turned to look at the father and daughter embracing in the distance. The corners of his mouth unconsciously curved into a smile.
Today, he was very happy.
This time, he had saved everyone. There was no repeat of the previous Jinzhou battlefield, where a one-minute delay caused an old father to lose his child.
The sun was bright. A flock of white doves flew across the square. One bold white dove fluttered its wings and landed on his shoulder.
He reached out and gently held the dove. His deep eyes lowered as he murmured softly:
"I hope it will be like this in the future too."