Ending Maker Episode 396
Chapter 1 – National Foundation Day #1
There is a world called the Pleiades.
In this world with one sun and two moons, there were two huge continents, each divided into the Western Continent and the Eastern Continent based on their geographical location.
After the collapse of the High Elf’s Magic Kingdom and the ancient Dwarf’s Iron Kingdom, both highly developed civilizations, numerous human nations rose and fell on the Western Continent.
And how much time has passed?
The Western Continent, where war continued every day, found stability through two great powers.
The Argon Empire, which rules the northern part of the continent, and the Cailun Kingdom, which rules the southern part.
The two powers known as the Continental Powers engaged in a tense struggle for over three hundred years, while dozens of small countries located throughout the continent switched sides from time to time to protect their own safety.
And now.
Another nation was about to be established on the Western Continent.
A small country that is so small that it is embarrassing to even call it a country, not even comparable to the Argon Empire or the Kingdom of Cailun, let alone the dozen or so small and medium-sized countries.
But no one could ignore the country.
No, it was not just a matter of ignoring them; even the Argon Empire and the Kingdom of Cailun, known as the two continental powers, were keeping an eye on the newly born country.
The name of the country is the Holy Nation of Eudellia.
It was literally the land where the gods resided.
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A commercial city located between the center and the south of the Kingdom of Seilun.
Deep in the center of the city, in the middle of a beautiful white castle, there was a large, beautifully decorated room, in which a woman as beautiful as a painting – no, so beautiful that even a painting could not describe it – was staring at the book in front of her with her lips pursed.
“hey.”
“huh?”
At the woman’s call, a very handsome man standing next to her asked with a refreshing smile as if asking what was going on, and the pink-haired woman spoke with eyes full of suspicion, anger, and rage.
“Are you trying to eat me?”
It was a question that sounded like the growling of an angry beast, but the handsome black-haired young man just tilted his head as if he didn’t know.
“Mexida? What do you mean?”
The woman took a deep breath at the sly smile, then thrust the book in front of her at the young man and shouted.
“This is it! This!”
A book with a black cover of suitable size and thickness.
The book, which looked very similar to the books commonly called Bibles, was densely packed with beautiful illustrations and text written in beautiful fonts.
“Whoever made this, it’s really well made.”
Young Man – At Uther’s words, the pink-haired woman – Cordelia became angry once again.
It wasn’t that Yuder was wrong.
It was a really well-made Bible.
The illustrations were so beautiful that they could be considered works of art in their own right, and the text printed in metal type was so square that not even the slightest flaw could be seen.
The paper was, of course, a top-grade premium product, and the leather used for the cover was the hide of an ancient dragon that had passed through the hands of a dwarven tanner – a truly absurdly premium product.
But even so, Cordelia couldn’t help but be angry.
In the first place, it wasn’t important how high-quality the Bible in front of you was.
There is only one important issue.
The fact is that the main character of the Bible is none other than Cordelia herself.
“What is this! This! Huh?!”
Cordelia burst into anger, opened the page she was reading, and thrust it in front of Uther’s eyes.
This was a page about the birth of Cordelia, the ‘incarnation of the goddess’.
[When Cordelia, the incarnation of the goddess, was born, seven angels came down from heaven, blew trumpets, and blessed the birth of the incarnation.]
Next to the beautiful text, there was a beautiful illustration.
An illustration of a brightly smiling red-haired baby surrounded by seven angels blowing trumpets.
Cordelia tapped the illustration with her index finger several times as if telling him to look at it carefully, but Yuder just kept pretending not to know and just kept on acting like he didn’t know.
“Huh? What? Didn’t angels come down and bless you when you were born? I thought so.”
“How could that be!”
What the hell are angels coming down to bless you for!
“And how come newborn babies have such long hair?”
“Oh, I didn’t know you’d point out such details. Cordelia, you’ve grown up.”
“You want to keep joking? Huh?”
Cordelia, pounding her chest as if she was dying of frustration, turned the pages of the Bible again.
Then again, beautiful illustrations and absurd phrases began to catch my eye.
[Cordelia sat in the garden and sang, and all kinds of birds gathered and listened to her song.]
[As Cordelia entered the forest, a ferocious boar ran up to her and lay down to offer itself.]
[Cordelia-]
“Hey! What the heck is this! Huh?! I’m not going to the bathroom? Why am I not going! I went this morning too?!”
“Uh, um. Okay.”
When Uther coughed in vain, Cordelia felt embarrassed again and blushed – although she was already so angry that it didn’t show – and then pounded her chest again to express her frustration.
“If you’re not really trying to trick me, then what is this? Huh?”
When people see this, what do you think Cordelia thinks of herself?
Especially if Cordelia herself knows it well – say, Scarlett, Caesar, or Adelia –
“Ugh… … It’s embarrassing just thinking about it.”
Cordelia covered her face with both hands and eventually her legs gave out and she had no choice but to collapse.
Because it was really embarrassing.
Uther crouched down in front of Cordelia and stroked her head as he spoke.
“Don’t worry too much, Cordelia. She’ll just roll around in front of you, holding her stomach, laughing. The sight of Cordelia blushing like that is probably the cutest and most adorable thing in the world— Ouch! Ouch! It hurts! It hurts!”
“I’m hitting you because it hurts, you bad boy!”
Cordelia slapped Yuder’s arm with her palm full of magical power, then sighed and slumped her shoulders.
A Bible in which Cordelia herself is the main character.
More precisely, it is the bible of the ‘Cult of Cordelia’, which worships ‘Cordelia’, the new goddess of the sun.
“Cordelia, do you understand? That we need the Bible.”
Cordelia nodded with a sad face at Uther’s words.
In fact, I still wanted to argue why this was necessary, but it was impossible to defeat Uder with words in the first place.
‘I’m sure they’ll try to rationalize it by using all sorts of excuses.’
And in fact, as Jude said, Cordelia herself was somewhat aware of the need for the Bible.
Since a new religion was created one way or another, a Bible containing the various teachings and laws of the religion was needed.
“Cordelia, you are the incarnation of the sun goddess Cordelia. To put it simply, you are the earthly representative of the sun god – a saintly being. So it would be better to highlight you as a special being. In fact, you are special.”
Before establishing the Cordelia Cult, Jude distinguished between Cordelia, the heavenly archangel and sun goddess, and Cordelia, the human incarnation of Cordelia, for a simple reason.
‘If God were to dwell on earth, he would be harassed by his followers all day long.’
Please cure my illness, grant my wish, make me rich, etc.
It was clear that Cordelia’s spirit would gradually grow weary and eventually break down in front of the people who blindly rushed at her.
Just as the heavenly archangels descended to earth long ago.
So, from the beginning, Uther separated the goddess Cordelia and the incarnate Cordelia.
The one who can use the power of the gods is the goddess Cordelia.
There is no such thing as divine power in the Incarnation Cordelia.
Only when the Goddess Cordelia permits can Cordelia the Incarnate be able to wield the power of the gods.
Of course, even if they were separated like this, followers would still gather, and it was obvious that those who could not achieve their wishes through Cordelia would send resentment and curses to Cordelia.
But even so, the incarnation Cordelia would have been far less popular and would have generated far less resentment than the goddess Cordelia.
At Uther’s explanation, Cordelia’s expression became one of understanding it with her head but still having a hard time accepting it with her heart, and she groaned as she spoke.
“No, but still… … isn’t this a bit too embellished?”
“But he’s an incarnation, so he should beautify it to this extent. Don’t you think so?”
“Euuuuu… … Okay. Okay, let’s say that’s it. Then what is this?”
Cordelia, who was flipping through the Bible again, pointed to the goddess Cordelia holding a pink heart to her chest and asked.
It was an illustration of Cordelia, the goddess of the sun and ‘love’.
“When did I become the goddess of love again? Huh?”
Even if I make a hundred concessions, I could say that even the Sun Goddess was like that.
It was truly the new Archangel of the Sun, Cordelia, who succeeded the Archangel of the Sun, Solari.
But the archangel of love?
Goddess of love?
Cordelia sharpened her gaze, pointing out the obvious fabrication, but unfortunately the person she was talking to was none other than Yuder.
Yuder, with a dark smile on his face as if he already had an answer prepared, spoke in a soft voice.
“Cordelia.”
“why.”
“What are you and me?”
“uh?”
“What do people call you and me?”
This was a trap.
You could tell by looking at Yuder’s refreshing expression.
But Cordelia couldn’t help but think of it the moment she heard Uther’s words.
“Three, the couple of the century?”
That’s right.
Uther and Cordelia.
The couple of the century that shook the Kingdom of Seilun.
“and?”
“Rain, a synonym for rain and raindrops?”
A lover who is two and one.
Two people recognized by everyone on the continent.
Cordelia’s face turned red again.
No, now it was Cordelia, her face flushed red all the way to her neck.
“Do you remember where our first night was?”
I remembered.
Temple of Eros, the Archangel of Love
The events that took place that night – no, the events that continued for three days and nights.
Cordelia eventually covered her face with both hands again, and Uther smiled brightly and said.
“You’re already the incarnation of the Goddess of the Sun, so wouldn’t it be easier to just be the incarnation of the Goddess of Love?”
“Ugh… … .”
Cordelia, whose brain was already burning with shame, could not argue that it was a decision made out of convenience.
And in fact, the reason why Uther went to the trouble of taking the position of the goddess of love was not simply because he wanted to see Cordelia embarrassed.
‘You will be able to collect divine power.’
The Pleiades was a world where gods and magic existed.
Belief could be a power in itself, and if Cordelia could establish herself as the ‘goddess of love’ in the collective unconscious of humanity, she could gain considerable power.
‘Just in case.’
The Archangel of Judgement Auriel and the Overlord Asmodeus, who had caused destruction to the Pleiades several times, were destroyed.
Heaven and Hell were no longer connected to the Pleiades, and the world could finally move forward from the promised destruction toward a new future.
But that didn’t mean I could feel at ease.
There were still six overlords of Hell left, and a considerable number of demon followers still ruled the continent in the East.
So, we secure strength to prepare for emergencies.
Gain the strength to protect the Pleiades and Cordelia without letting go of the string of boundaries.
Uther looked at Cordelia again.
The sight of her biting her lips and crying was so beautiful and lovely.
So Uder smiled.
He playfully pinched Cordelia’s cheek and then pressed his lips to her forehead as she puffed out her cheek in protest.
“Let’s get up now. The protagonist can’t be late, right?”
“I’m not the only main character, am I?”
If Cordelia herself was the incarnation of the goddess, then Uther was the pope of the Cordelia cult that worshipped the goddess.
So Uther lifted Cordelia’s hand and kissed the back of it again.
As Cordelia’s lover and the Pope who serves her, he whispered softly.
“Incarnation of the Goddess who descended to earth, will you grant me the honor of joining you?”
Cordelia tried to hide her newly pounding heart by making a cold expression at the request of Jude, who was dressed in the formal and splendid and neat Papal regalia, but it only lasted for a moment.
Soon, he nodded with a small smile.
It’s been a year and a few months since the decisive battle for the Pleiades that decided the fate of the system.
The day of foundation, officially declaring the founding of the Holy Nation of Eudellia, has begun.
