Chapter 175:
Saladin remained in this world for twelve hours, preaching the words of Anan.
His sermons left no room for controversy, as he clearly and lucidly explained the parts that had been subject to differing interpretations among theologians.
Saladin, who had studied the words of Anan for 3,650,000 days in the cosmic space of the Void Realm, was therefore flawless.
The “Book of Revelation,” containing Saladin’s sermons, will now become the guiding light of faith for the Caliphs, serving as a new scripture.
“…Thus, you must not forget that the words of Anan are meant for peace.”
The sermon has concluded.
The writing of the “Book of Revelation” has also come to an end. “You must repent for your past sins and govern with righteousness from now on.”
Saladin admonished Abdul II.
“Of course. I will follow the words of Anaan.”
Abdul II bowed his head.
“Masud. My son.”
Saladin called Masud, his son.
“F-Father!”
“You are my son and the Sultan’s grandson, and you will one day become a holy warrior who practices the teachings of Anan. Do you understand?”
“I will keep it in mind.”
“Okay, then it is done.”
Saladin smiled.
**Whoosh!**
At the same time, Saladin’s golden body began to disperse like a mirage.
‘The information there is something no human should ever glimpse. It is where the past, present, and future of all universes and all dimensions are recorded, but if you look into it, you will forfeit your destiny as a living being.’
Otto realized that Saladin was about to leave this world.
“Benefactor.”
Saladin said to Otto one last time.
“Your grace is as vast as the ocean. Thank you for delivering the scripture of God. All future Caliphs will be grateful to you forever.”
“… Crown Prince.”
“Blessings to you. May peace dwell within you.”
With those words, Saladin vanished without a trace.
As if he’d never existed in the first place.
In fact, there was nothing left in the place where he had vanished.
Just a charred cage and charred firewood.
And all that remained was the new scripture, The Book of Revelation….
Ascension.
With that, Saladin inscribed the words of God into a new scripture and departed from the world.
Only the pillar of light that had not yet disappeared served as proof that the Saint had briefly visited the world.
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Shortly after Saladin’s ascension.
“Hail, Archangel!”
“Holy Archangel Jibrail!”
“We bow to the manifestation of the Archangel!”
All the people of Al-Salam prostrated themselves before Otto in unison.
They worshiped him, calling him Archangel Jibrail.
Their reasoning was simple.
An old scripture, written about 1,500 years ago, contained the following prophecy.
In the distant future, Archangel Jibrail, in the form of a human being, will visit this earth with a scripture containing the words of God.
The one to whom Archangel Jibrail gave the scriptures would grow to be a Saint and spread the word of Anan far and wide.
Coincidentally, the actions of the Archangel Jibrail, the protagonist of that prophecy, aligned perfectly with Otto’s current circumstances.
‘W-Why are they like this all of a sudden?’
Otto was bewildered.
No matter how knowledgeable he was about this world, he had never read the scriptures of Anan.
And he’d never played Saladin as a main character.
At that moment.
“Hail, Incarnation of the Holy Archangel Jibrail!”
Abdul II prostrated himself before Otto and exclaimed.
“This foolish human has committed a great sin by not recognizing the Archangel!”
“…..”
“Please have mercy on me!”
Otto looked at Abdul II in astonishment.
‘What’s his deal?’
This is the man who had burned his own son to death for his ambition.
“I suppose you realize you deserve to die.”
Otto spat out in a harsh voice.
“Archangel Jibrail! I have sinned! I… ack!”
Otto’s kick connected with Abdul II’s chest.
**Thump**
Abdul II fell to the ground.
“Are you still a human being after that?”
“Keeuk!”
“Does it feel good to burn your son to death with your own hands?”
“Kwaaaaaak!”
“You need to get your ass kicked. You piece of trash.”
“A-Archangel Jibrail! Ugh! Pl-please forgive… Aaaahhh!”
“Shut up and take the beating.”
Otto even took out the poker and beat Abdul II to a pulp with it like it was a rainy day.2
The extent of Otto’s anger toward Abdul II was enormous.
He was absolutely livid that the Sultan could not recognize a saint like Saladin, and eventually burn him to death.
Moreover, Otto deeply admired Saladin and felt sorry for him.
If only he could, he would have tried to save Saladin by any means possible…
His anger at Abdul II was compounded by the fact that he couldn’t save Saladin.
“I have sinned! I have sinned! Accck! Please forgive… Aaaahhh!”
Abdul II was beaten to a pulp in plain sight of the people of Al-Salam.
But no one intervened to stop Otto.
Already, Otto had been accepted as the Archangel Jibrail by the people of Al-Salam, and Abdul II was nothing but an incompetent and foolish sultan who had defied the will of God.
There was no one to stop the punishment that the Archangel would mete out to the incompetent and foolish Sultan Abdul II.
“Hold it together, Pansy, stop it!”
“Your Majesty, please endure.”
In the end, Otto’s venting against Abdul II ended only after Kairos and Camille intervened.
“kkeueog. Kueeeck.”
King Abdul II passed out and lost consciousness.
*Pow!*
Otto managed to control his anger by delivering a solid kick to Abdul II’s ass.
‘Since he’s going to die from exhaustion anyway.’
Abdul II, following this incident, was bedridden with illness, and two years later, he was scheduled to pass away.
Self-loathing over the fall of his authority as Sultan.
And the guilt of having burned his son to death became unbearable, leading to his death.
‘If I kill him myself, I won’t be able to face Crown Prince Saladin.’
Besides, even the sight of the ascended Saladin’s face would not deter Otto from putting Abdul II to death.
‘Okay. He should live for two more years. That way…’
Otto’s gaze lingered on Saladin’s son, Masud.
‘Let’s make sure power is properly transferred to the new monarch.’
Abdul II’s role was not yet over.
He would need to hand over power to his royal grandson, Masud, gradually.
Since Masud was still too young, there was almost nothing he could do even if he were to become sultan immediately.
“Masud.”
Otto walked over to Masud and spoke to him.
Masud was not afraid of Otto.
‘Archangel Jibrail will not punish those who do not do wrong’
In fact, Masud actually felt comfortable with Otto.
“Yes, Archangel Jibrail. You called for me.”
“Be a saint and carry on the will of your Ascended Father, that is your role.”
“I will keep that in mind.”
“And I am not the Archangel Jibrail. I am simply King Otto de Scuderia of the Kingdom of Lota. Just call me ‘Your Majesty’. ”
Masud misunderstood Otto’s words.
‘Archangel Jibrail must have manifested in human form right now.’
If it’s hung on the ear, it’s an earring.
if it’s hung on the nose, it’s a nose ring.
It was a fitting interpretation, but that wasn’t the important part.
The important thing was that Masud sincerely followed and respected Otto.
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“You must become a saint in the future, according to the will of your ascended father.”
“I will work hard to do so.”
“Good, that’s enough.”
Otto smiled and patted Masud on the head.
“I believe in you.”
Otto’s words were sincere.
Masud, who succeeded the ascended Saladin as the New Lord, would go on to achieve tremendous accomplishments by successfully unifying the Caliphate Kingdom
He was also expected to play a major role in the upcoming World War.
In other words, he would become Otto’s most reliable ally.
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Otto then spent another week in Caliphate, working to finalize his journey.
“From now on, crown your grandson as the crown prince, and gradually transfer power. Don’t even dream about war. Understand?”
“Y-Yes, of course! I will follow the words of Archangel Jibrail!”
Otto coerced Abdul II so that Masud could naturally ascend to the throne like water flowing, orchestrating the transition to Sultan for Masud.
It was the most he could do for Masud.
‘He’ll do well on his own.’
The great unity of the caliphate was up to Masud.
From now on, Masud’s role was to gradually grow and, in accordance with his father Saladin’s will, embrace each tribe, guiding them forward.
“This is a gift from me to you.”
Otto presented Masud with the [Demon’s Cradle], the holy relic that Qasim had retrieved.
The [Demon’s Cradle] is only effective within the Kingdom of Caliphate, so Otto was willing to give it away as it was useless to him.
“It’s a ring imbued with tremendous power. You’ll naturally learn how to use it. And this sword.”
He sold the [Golden Greatsword.]
“I’ll give it to you at a special price, so buy it. It’ll be a great help to you in the future.”
“Yes, Elder.”
Masud honored Otto as his Elder.
This meant to honor and regard Otto as a figure akin to his father Saladin.
“Thank you, Archangel Jibrail.”
Saladin’s wife, Zelnar, knelt and bowed to Otto.
“No, I simply did what needed to be done. Please continue to watch over Masud by his side. He is a child who will achieve great feats as Sultan.”
Zelnar was a wise woman.
In the future, she would stand by young Masud’s side and give him sound advice whenever he needed it.
“I will take the Archangel’s words to heart.”
“Not an archangel, Hahahaa.”
Otto scratched the back of his head sheepishly, looking somewhat embarrassed.
‘Is this actually a good thing?’
He thought that it might indeed be the case.
Now, the Caliphate Kingdom and the Kingdom of Lota would continue their strong and steadfast alliance as blood brothers.
Thanks to this, it was a well-established fact that the Kingdom of Lota would be able to obtain high-quality magic stones almost at wholesale price.
During the World War, obtaining strategic resources like magic stones smoothly and at a low cost was a huge advantage.
With this, he will not have to worry about the supply of the strategic material in the future….
Before leaving the Caliphate.
“If you ever encounter any difficulties, feel free to contact me anytime. Don’t hesitate.”
“Yes, Elder.”
Masud gave Otto a quick belly-button bow.3
Masud wanted to use various tactics to prevent Otto from leaving, or at least to make him stay for a few more days, if possible.
However, as the manifestation of the Archangel Jibrail was leaving, he couldn’t dare to detain him.
“When will I see you again?”
“Well.”
Otto gave an odd, quizzical look, as if he didn’t know.
“We’ll see each other again soon. Until then, take care. Listen to your mother. Next time, I’ll see you as a great sultan, reigning over your domain.”
“Yes, Elder.”
“Then, Farewell.”
“Please take care.”
And so, Otto and his companions, under the escort of the Caliphate Kingdom’s army, headed towards Jalalabad.
‘It was an honor to be able to accompany you, even for a short while. Masud will inherit your noble will and become a righteous leader for his people.’
Leaving Al-Salam, the Capital of Caliphate behind, Otto thought of Saladin.
The pillar of light did not disappear and continued to illuminate Al-Salam.
For the next year, the pillar of light continued to shine upon Al-Salam, proving the appearance of the Saint.
“By the way, when will I ever get to go home? Hmm.”
The thought of going home was already making his eyes water.
“Hey, have you ever been on a boat?”
Otto asked the Hassassin.
Otto decided to take the Hassassin to the Kingdom of Lota, and the reason was simple.
‘I’m bored, so I’m going to use him in the days to follow.’
Because he needed someone to help pass the time during the voyage.
Although for the person in question, the journey might be torture.
“Are you really… the incarnation of the Archangel Jibrail?”
The Hassassin asked Otto.
Because he was one of the witnesses who personally saw the miracle with his own eyes, he misunderstood that Otto might actually be the Archangel Jibrail.
“Who do you think I am?”
Otto asked the Hassassin with a strange expression
“Before you ask me who I am, shouldn’t you tell me who you are?”
“Oh, I’m sorry, My name is.”
His name is….
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TL/N:
1. Ref used:
Jibrīl, in Islam, the archangel who acts as intermediary between God and humans and as bearer of revelation to the prophets, most notably to Muhammad.
2. Otto launched consecutive beatings to Abdul II like it was raining.
3. Belly Button Bow
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