Chapter 152 I Do (3k)
It is at this time that the first ray of light representing dawn shines through the hollow patterns on the wall.
That light illuminated the one God and the one King impartially.
The crowd then suddenly realized.
Your Majesty did not lie to them.
Your Majesty will indeed be fine.
Because Your Majesty is the king!
That blasphemous scene was neither bizarre nor unprecedented.
Because that was a new god establishing the king of his own choosing.
God and the king, the only good things in this world.
Because they are absolutely and forever loyal to each other.
I will love you like a god and a king. This is the best love words in the world from ancient times to the present.
Couples who made such a promise would even receive blessings from the gods and kings, and they could also designate any church of any god to hold their wedding.
But throughout history, such things are extremely rare. After all, the love between God and the king is far more profound than mortals can imagine.
Few people have such courage.
And at this moment, they will witness with their own eyes such a profound love, not imitating the lovers of God and the king.
But they are real kings and gods.
The long night before dawn is always the darkest moment, but precisely because of this, it completely highlights the majesty and magnificence of dawn.
The crowd subconsciously wanted to cheer at this moment.
But they immediately covered their mouths tightly.
It's not time yet, it's not time yet.
Every pair of eyes of every person looked eagerly at the king shining in the light.
At this moment, it is the only one still standing in the entire Baratheon.
What an honor it is for a mere mortal to witness such a miracle!
And Moon, who was the cause of all this, could not help but stand there in a daze.
Become a king and invite others to become kings.
He has done this kind of thing many times.
So many that I can’t even remember how many times it has happened.
But that was in the past, when he always thought it was just a game.
In reality, he was invited by a goddess to be her king.
This was the first time he encountered it.
Moen was well aware of Ansha's feelings for him.
He also knew very well that when Ansha became a god, he would be her king.
But Moon never thought it would be at this time.
Under the gaze of so many people.
Do you want to refuse?!
The thought didn't even occur to Moen.
Although Moon knew that God knew how many gods were watching this place at this moment.
Such as the sacred tree, shadow, moon, storm.
His rapidly disappearing gold coins were the best evidence.
I also know how much trouble it will cause if I agree.
The establishment of a new god and a new king will definitely cause all forces to send envoys from far away to pay homage.
By then, not only will the dwarves come, but also the elves and the vampires, and maybe everyone you don't want to see will come.
But Moon did not think of denying it.
Because I am everything to her.
Moon didn't dare to think about what this poor girl and goddess would do if he chose to refuse.
It certainly wouldn't be crazy or radical.
Ansha couldn't do that to herself.
I think it would be a very humble and pitiful plea and concession.
Just thinking about that scene, Moon felt like his heart was about to break.
What Moon was thinking was, can he really respond to Ansha with equal love?
Moon is definitely the person in the world who knows best how deep God's love for the king is.
To this day, Moon still doesn't know if he, who became king by cheating, is really worthy of their love?
It seemed that it was because Moon had not responded to him yet.
So Ansha not only lowered her head even more, but also pleaded again with a slightly sobbing voice:
"Please become my king!"
Ansha didn't know why the teacher didn't respond to her.
She began to doubt whether she had taken things for granted, whether she had imposed unnecessary expectations on her teacher, and whether she was really qualified to make her teacher her king.
It was this crying voice that deeply touched Moon's heart.
What are you doing!
Am I not still hurting this poor girl?
As Ansha became increasingly uneasy and timid, she felt an unprecedented warmth on her fingertips.
She raised her head in a daze.
Moon had already placed his hand on top of hers.
Moon also knelt on one knee in front of the goddess, and looked at Ansha's eyes full of surprise very seriously and said:
"My pleasure!"
Then the five fingers crossed and the two people's palms were tightly clasped here.
The people who witnessed the Covenant of the God-King with their own eyes were instantly excited.
"For the goddess, for the new king!"
"For the two Lords, for Baratheon, and for this beautiful day, cheer!"
The crowd cheered and hugged each other, leaping for joy as they told everyone outside what was happening here.
Soon, the whole of Baratheon was boiling with excitement.
I also believe that it won’t be long before the whole country will cheer along.
From now on, they are the Baratheon dynasty!
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And in the center of the excited crowd.
The goddess who invited Moon to be her king was incredulous:
"Really?! Teacher, I am not dreaming, am I?!"
Even though the teacher was right in front of her, even though their palms were still tightly pressed together.
Ansha still couldn't believe it.
"Why do you feel that way, Ansha?" "I, I am obviously the loser. I really didn't think you would agree, teacher. Obviously, I almost made such a big mistake before."
When this was mentioned, Ansha couldn't help but turn her head.
That's really dangerous.
She nearly ruined everything.
Moeen knew what Ansha was talking about.
So Moon said to Ansha very seriously:
"The one who stood in front of you in the end was Emperor Doyle, right?"
"Teacher, why do you know?"
Ansha looked at her teacher in surprise.
Moen shook his head and said:
"Loiman lost, and Emperor Doyle is his last chance."
"I won't blame you Ansha."
"But, teacher."
Moon interrupted the goddess and said:
"You lost your parents and family when you were young, and you have never felt the warmth of family love in your life."
"You are an emperor, you are an angel, but you are just my poor little Ansha."
"How can I blame you for wanting your family's love?"
"Besides, you are actually doing this for me, right?"
"You're disturbed by what you've seen. So you want to take this opportunity."
Having said this, Moon raised his hand and smoothed Ansha's hair that was hanging on the side.
"I'm the one who should feel sorry. I should have realized it sooner. I was delayed on the road for too long."
"teacher!!!"
Unable to control herself, Ansha threw herself directly at her teacher.
Moen hugged her and gently patted Ansha on the back and said:
"Okay, okay, it's over. It's all over."
But such warmth made the goddess in Moon's arms feel extremely surprised.
Why is it so???
I wanted to kiss you?
Normally, shouldn't they just hug and kiss each other?
Now what is this???
Then, the goddess finally reacted to something that she should have reacted to a long time ago.
She loves her teacher and her teacher loves her too.
They are indeed gods and kings, real gods and kings.
Being able to proudly stand in front of any pair of God-Kings throughout history and declare that they are also God-Kings.
Because the love between them is not inferior to anyone else.
But this love is a little subtly different.
The teacher's eyes contained the admiration that he longed for, but what truly dominated was kindness!
I am a student myself, and that is the love a teacher has for his students.
She even saw the same scene through her teacher's eyes.
That is when it comes to that girl, his new sister.
There is love in the eyes of both of them, a love that is worth giving everything for.
But, that is the love of family.
The original was an answer to the prayers Ansha had offered every night as a child.
However, this response was a bit too malicious for Ansha.
She was indeed longing for the appearance of her loved one, but that was definitely not her teacher!
She, what she wants is a more special love!
Ansha wanted to say something.
But she didn't know what to say.
Moreover, the blessings and envy from the people around her and the warm embrace of her teacher made her feel a little overwhelmed.
At least, those eyes were not filled with pure affection, but indeed with love, though not much.
Also, the teacher is already my king.
I still have plenty of time!
Maybe, maybe, I can indulge myself a little and enjoy it now.
Ansha slowly buried her face in Moen's arms.
Moon, who was holding Ansha, looked at the noisy crowd in front of him with lifeless eyes.
Today is undoubtedly a good day for them.
Not only did the haze above our heads completely disappear, but we also witnessed one unimaginable miracle after another.
Ascension to the gods, the covenant between the gods and kings, each one is rarer and more noble than the other.
Ordinary people, or even demigods or angels, if they see just one, will write it into their family tree and brag about it from generation to generation.
In a world ruled by gods and kings, this is the greatest honor for mortals.
Today they saw two in a row.
In comparison, everything Moon had done before seemed a little dull.
And from today on, the Baratheons will be a great dynasty.
Just as the nobles of the dynasty are one level higher than the land.
The subjects of the dynasty were also naturally superior.
If you say that you are a citizen of the Baratheon Empire in other continents, no one will pay attention to you, and they may even think you are crazy.
But if you say you are a citizen of the Baratheon dynasty, that's different.
Officials will try their best to make things convenient for you, ordinary people will be in awe of you, and even the extraordinary people who you accidentally offend will seriously consider whether to do anything to you.
All this is because they belong to a great dynasty.
The kingdom of God on earth ruled by the true God and King.
So Moen could understand their joy.
But this was a bit of a headache for Moon.
It won't be long before all the forces will come to pay homage to him and Ansha.
This naturally includes elves.
Then he would have to go to the Sacred Tree Forest soon, because his Sequence Eight and Sequence Seven rituals could not avoid the Sacred Tree and the elves.
(End of this chapter)