Chapter 501: I Thank Whatever Gods May Be For My Unconquerable Soul

“Big Brother!” Princess Aila screamed as she rushed towards Prince Alaric that had been blown away by a spell that had been cast by an Elven Prodigy.

“You’re the Crown Prince of the Zelan Dynasty?” the Elven Prodigy sneered. “Pathetic.”

“Don’t be like that,” another Elven Prodigy commented from the side. “He is still the Crown Prince. If we capture him, we will get merits from the Commander. Also, that girl beside him is not half bad. I call dibs on her, you get the Crown Prince.”

“Haven’t you had your fill of Human girls yet? You have almost bedded over a hundred of them.”

“How can those women compare to a princess? Don’t worry, after I’m done with her, you can play with her next.”

“Sounds good. I’ll take you up on that offer.”

Princess Aila ignored the two Elves and focused her attention on her Big Brother. She used her Life Magic to cure his injuries, and ensured that his life would no longer be in danger.

The Elven Prodigy who called dibs on Princess Aila whistled when he saw her use Life Magic. It was a rare magic, even among the Elves. Someone who was born with this magic would be sent to the forest where their Spiritualists resided, to be trained as a healer.

The other Elven Prodigy sighed when he saw this. If he had a choice between Crown Prince Alaric and Princess Aila, he would definitely choose the latter. For him, a Crown Prince’s life was nothing compared to a talented Life Mage.

While this was going on, King Minos’ and Drauum’s battle had reached its climax. The Ancient Golem played a dirty trick and attacked one of the Minotaurs that had accidentally wandered in the path of their battle.

King Minos naturally did his best to protect his people, and that is where the Ancient Golem dealt him a crushing blow that gravely injured him.

The King of the Minotaurs gritted his teeth as he smashed the Earth Spear that had embedded itself on his chest. Fortunately, it didn’t hit his heart, but his movement slowed because of it. Drauum used this to his advantage and immediately gave King Minos a beating.

Ezkalor clicked his tongue when he saw this, while Zyphon only shook its head.

Enero, and the Purple-Haired Woman snorted, while the teenage boy just gave a devilish smile.

Regardless of how it transpired, the result was already obvious. Drauum threw King Minos to the center of the city. The King of MInotaurs crashed to the ground and created a crater, sending dust and rubble flying everywhere.

“This war is already over!” Drauum shouted. “Surrender or d–“

The Ancient Golem wasn’t able to finish his words because a loud sound spread across the battlefield. At first they thought that it was just some random noise that the Defenders were using to scare them.

However, they then realized that there was a certain pattern to the noise that resembled music.

Yes, it was some kind of music.

A music that made anyone who heard it feel a sense of tension.

Drauum and the other Guardians narrowed their eyes as they looked in the direction of the castle.

Suddenly, a powerful and unyielding voice reverberated across the city of Gladiolus

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“Out of the night that covers me,

Black as the pit from pole to pole,

I thank whatever Gods may be,

For my unconquerable soul.”

William walked down the stairs that was leading to the palace with even steps as he gazed fearlessly at the smoke-filled city that was in ruins.

“In the fell clutch of circumstance, I have not winced nor cried aloud,” William said as he continued to walk down the stairs. “Under the bludgeonings of chance, my head is bloody, but unbowed.”

Princess Sidonie’s and Morgana’s expressions changed as they observed their beloved. With a glance, they could tell that something was very different about William. However, they couldn’t determine what it was.

All they knew was that the person that they had loved had returned, and had come to save the people that were important to him.

William continued to walk, unimpeded as he quoted the rest of the poem that had left an impression on him back on Earth. A poem that had given him hope when everything was lost.

“Beyond this place of wrath and tears

Looms but the Horror of the shade,

“And yet the menace of the years

Finds and shall find me unafraid.”

Countless portals appeared behind him, and in the sky. They illuminated the surroundings in a bright light, and yet, those that came