Legendary Guardian - Volume 4 Chapter 413 413

After the visit of the God of death and its pet hell hound, most of the population of the kingdom began praying to the God of destruction and death, leaving behind the church of light. A month passed and the worship of the God of death became more rampant just after Derik made a second appearance, killing off a small army sent by the queen to subdue the rioting poor masses.

During this time, Derik’s mana regeneration rate had improved greatly but even then, it only granted him enough power to cast a few spells which can be rated silver level back in his own time.

With the more power of faith, he received the more his body kept changing, slowly resembling that of his old self which is already considered too perfect for mere humans.

A month into the incident, Derik had become so good looking and perfect that even Alicia began developing feelings for him, alongside all the other suitors that came for his hand in marriage instead of the other way around.

It didn’t take long before he was recognized as the most attractive person in the kingdom. The closest thing there is to perfection in this world and according to the church of light, Lucia was probably on par with the fourth prince of the empire who is regarded as the son of light.

It didn’t take long before the church of light was forced to move against the poor masses of the kingdom, especially since they dared to build a sculpture of the God of destruction and death, making sacrifices and offering prayers to it.

Unable to ignore their sinful acts anymore and in one day over fifty knights of light and three priests, alongside father Khalid, were sent to the sight and on this day, Derik got his first job from the royal family.

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… Present Day…

“I am to escort the church of light in their crusade against the heretics and should the messenger of death appear, I am tasked with killing the man or beast whatever form he comes in. That’s interesting” Derik glanced through the letter presented to him before turning his attention to the messenger and military personnel escorting them.

He could literary feel the malicious intentions which were used the write the letter. The letter in his hands was oozing with a darkish sinister aura that could make any normal man shiver but to Derik, this was mere childsplay. He could hear their true intentions while writing down this letter and he instantly understood the reason behind their actions.

In just a month, Derik has become one of the most popular figures in the kingdom, so popular that he easily overshadows the royal family, becoming one of the most important individuals in the kingdom. The problem wasn’t that he was too famous, the real problem is that he is unwilling to submit to the royal family. Derik refused to join the military for this reason and he had gone further to refuse the marriage proposal from the royal family, as they hoped to tie him down through marriage with the youngest princess.

Since they can’t hold him down the best thing to do now is to eliminate him. What kept amusing Derik was that this plan was actually well thought out. He is meant to die at the hands of the messenger of death but if he does survive, it means not to them since he will incur the wrath of the poor masses of this kingdom, this way he has no way but to remain on the side of the throne.

Since he only works for the royal family as a mercenary, there is always an option to reject the mission but this would mean he is going against the royal family, the nobles, and the church of light. Going against those three factions is too much, even for him, therefore Derik was left with no choice but to accept the mission.

“Tell the royal family, the nobles and the church of light that our great kingdom is in its time of need, I, Lucia will be more than happy to lend this great kingdom by strength I will do as ordered and when the messenger of death appears, he will have me to deal with As a citizen of this great kingdom, I remain loyal to the crown. Tell them not to worry about my payment I do not wish to charge the crown for such internal matters” Derik said with a charming smile on his face, causing all those who were around him and tensed to calm down.

With that dealt with, the messengers of the crown left, leaving Derik with some time to ponder on what to do next. As the messenger of death, if he wished he would make sure the messenger of death will not appear during the occasion but that wouldn’t solve anything. Without the messenger of death appearing to defend its believers, his source of faith power will be cut off and even if he does appear, what will he do?

Breathing out heavily, Derik released a small green cloud from his nostrils, and right before his eyes, the green cloud began changing form, slowly taking the shape of his past self. Waving his hand a darkish purple gas escaped his body and soon flew over to the n.a.k.e.d him standing right in front of him.

Completely covering the clone, the green gas took the shape of his past sleeves mage done which had a good and a death scythe in its hand. Derik had no intentions of giving up his source of faith and since his godly powers allowed him to create clones by splitting his soul, it’s only natural he would create someone who will represent the God of death and destruction.

“The kingdom wants a battle between myself and the messenger we are both meant to battle ourselves to the death so I’ll give them just that.a battle so intense, bloody and breath taking that it will be recorded in the books of history!” Derik said with a sinister smile on his face.