Strongest Grimoire Of The Gods

Chapter 152: Atonement

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After a while, Tyr made it back to the Zasean soldier base camp. Moments after leaving the Black Merchant Guild city, he returned to his normal state.

Thankfully, there were no side effects to having the Ancestral Sanctuary's power.

However, Tyr doubted whether he could get help from it again.

After all, it's not like something he could just depend on.

When he arrived at the base camp, everyone looked to be gathered together.

Most were getting healed by Hanzo, Noa, Malon, Reana, and other volunteers in the group.

Hanzo was bandaged up, but he was still able to move just fine it seemed.

Before talking to anyone else, Tyr went up to Hanzo.

Hanzo noticed Tyr's heavy footsteps and slowly turned.

"Tyr..." Hanzo said in a low tone.

The two made their way to the side where they spoke in private.

Noa and Malon looked at them from afar, intrigued.

"I messed up. I nearly gave up... I nearly allowed Noa to die, along with many others on the battlefield." Hanzo said, facing the ground. He felt horribly guilty on the inside at this moment.

Tyr remained silent, his expression stoic.

Hanzo continued: "I was only able to fight because of you. A dream was forged, where I would protect you with my life."

After a long pause, Tyr said: "Hanzo," He placed his hand on Hanzo's shoulder.

This caused Hanzo to look up and face Tyr in the eyes.

"I want something from you, is that okay?" Tyr said, his voice kind and welcoming.

Hanzo simply nodded.

"Moving forward from this moment onward, I want you to dedicate most of your effort to finding a dream. I know you had created a temporary dream to fuel your efforts at that moment, but I have another goal for you in mind. Not for me, but for you... form a dream, Hanzo." Tyr said with friendly eyes.

On hearing this, Hanzo felt slightly emotional. He didn't show it on the outside, but he squeezed his fists as he mused:

'Tyr... really is an angel in human skin. Even though I made such a horrible mistake, he ignores all of that instantly and only focuses on what will make me better.'

"I..." Hanzo said, "Am honored to have a friend like you."

Tyr smiled on hearing this, "I feel no different. You are the person I look up to, Hanzo." He said with a bright expression before walking away.

This took Hanzo aback in shock, his eyes opening as he looked to the ground.

He tightened his fists even harder, 'Form a goal... from this moment onwards, I will dedicate everything to forming a goal!'

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Reana sprinted up to Tyr after this, holding her camera in her hand.

She had a bright smile on her face, her personality was chirpy, and her body language was jumpy and excited: "TYR! Thank you so much!" She bounced up and embraced the young man.

Tyr raised a brow, completely taken aback.

Reana got down, taking out several pictures from her camera and placing them in the air to hover like holograms. She also placed several videos in the air--most showcasing Tyr's battle with Black.

Several also showed the fighting of the other members of Tyr's team.

Tyr squinted his eyes while looking at all of this, Reana screaming in the background.

"I wanted to expose the Black Merchant Guild... but you seriously fucking took them out! And on top of that, you did it in a flashy and grandiose way that will capture the attention of the entire world. From elder to adult, to child, all eyes will draw onto you like a moth to a light! You have saved my career and my life!"

Tyr chuckled on hearing the excited young lady scream even more: "I will never forget this! I will owe it back to you one day, I promise!"

"Oh?" Tyr said at that moment.

Reana continued: "When I become the world's biggest news source... feel free to influence what I publish. I wouldn't trust anyone else with this, as it is my life's work. However, as you have saved that life that I hold so dearly, It is only right for you to have this trust of mine."

Finally, Reana bowed her entire body 90 degrees with hands to her side: "THANK YOU!"

"Hahaha!" Tyr laughed. Noa and Malon also chuckled, standing a few feet behind Tyr as he said: "Sure... but there is one more thing you've forgotten to add to that story."

"Oh?" Reana exclaimed, her head tilting to the side.

"You still have to film the aftermath."

Reana exhaled before calmly stating: "Helas' punishment for all that he's done to this city?"

Tyr didn't hesitate to respond: "No... the revival of a city. From despair to glory and happiness. I don't want to leave this city without making everyone understand that they no longer need to stress about getting kidnapped and tortured."

Reana was moved by this, "I thought you didn't want to do it for the city... but rather, for the goal of demolishing the Black Merchant Guild."

"You're right... but after doing all of this, what sense would it make to exit this city and leave everyone still wary of things to come in the distant future? We saved them... let's go toast a drink to that." Tyr smiled, causing Reana to smile as well. Continue reading at m|v-l'e-NovelFire

"Good idea... that isn't a bad scoop whatsoever."

Tyr turned, "But before that, let's show them who caused most of their suffering in the first place."

As he walked through the base, he shouted to everyone: "Get ready to depart! Those injured will be carried by those who are fit to walk. Everyone must attend this ceremony!"

Slowly but surely, some soldiers carried others on their backs and began to rise.

Those who could still limp did just that, and those who could sprint did not hesitate to do so.

Soon enough, everyone rose and began their journey to the city...

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A lone man walked through the streets of an empty village. His hands were tied along with his feet.

His clothes were ripped and tattered, his body beaten and bruised.

"Those who I have hurt!" His voice rang through the village, "Those who I have lied to!"

As he continued to shout at the top of his breaking breath, heads began to peek out of windows.

"Those who I have wronged! Those who I have betrayed!" Helas continued to shout.

"I AM SORRY!"

On hearing their lrax's voice suddenly echoed through the streets, more and more people slowly began to exit their homes.

Shock clad their expression and confusion puzzled their minds as they saw their lrax's state.

"I am a traitor! A member of the Black Merchant Guild! I have wronged you all... and for that, I am deeply sorry!"

On hearing his cries, hundreds of Zasean natives began to exit their homes and line the streets.

About a hundred feet away from Helas walked Tyr and the others, along with the Zasean army who were behind them.

"To think..." Hanzo exclaimed under his breath, "He asked if he could do this himself..."

Tyr nodded, "Does he intend to fix his wrongs before his final moments? Pfft..."

"Its okay now! Saviors have come to this city... and they have decimated the Black Merchant Guild as you know it. They have tortured me... and I have come here today to admit my faults."

As Helas walked forward, the thousands lining the streets in front of him began to slowly raise their voice.

Within mere seconds, the ripples of noise turned into booming waves:

"You fucker!"

"You ruined this city!"

"How dare you!"

"How could you do this!?"

Those old, those young, middle-aged, and more. Soldiers and civilians... all those present had separate reactions, but all of them were fueled with sorrow and rage.

Soon enough, dirt and stones began to get hurled toward the man.

The rocks hit his face and body, bruising and cutting him open.

Stones busted his lips. They make his eyes black as plums. They made his face swollen like a gourd, as if a thousand wasps had stung him.

His body was equally beaten, stones of tears thrusting into his body.

Stones of anger, of distrust, of pain and sorrow. All of these stones thudded off of his body as he walked.

As Tyr and the Zasean army made their way down the street, all those who had lined the streets prior joined the line and continued the trek through the city.

Just like this, Helas traveled across the entire town, gathering every soul that heard the chimes of his punishment.

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Yo, Author here. This is the end of a mini-arc, and things are going to start moving on a larger scale from here on out in the story. I want to thank everyone for reading up until this point. Uni has my schedule all fked up but I'm still updating daily and I will continue to do so to the best of my ability. Thanks a ton!