System's POV

Chapter 516: He Is A Super Rookie

Under the starry skies, Thirteen was lying on top of a soft bed. The two moons of Solterra shone upon him, the moonlight healing his body.

Knowing that their Master could be healed by the moon, Thirteen's subordinates took the most luxurious bed in the Goblin City and let their Master use it as his own.

Technically, the blood flowing inside Thirteen's body was no longer that of a human, but that of the Royal Family of Chandrea, who lived in one of the two moons that hung in the sky.

Back then, to save his sisters, Shasha and Rhia, from their fates of being sacrificed as the Moon Princesses, he swapped blood with Rhia.

His new bloodline granted him powers that even the Skill Ban couldn't completely restrict, for it had come from the people of the Moon.

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— If you bathe in the moonlight, you will gain a regeneration ability that will slowly heal any injuries you receive with time.

— This ability will work even with serious injuries, but not with fatal injuries.

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Thirteen's condition wasn't at the point of no return to begin with, so with the healing potion Erica had fed him, paired with the regenerative abilities of the Royal Bloodline of Chandrea, his injuries were healing well.

After Thirteen took Rhia's Royal Bloodline and exchanged it with his own, she was allowed to be reborn as an ordinary human.

With human blood running in her veins, her curse of being the Moon Princess finally came to a stop and passed onto the teenage boy, who became her doting brother after rebirth.

But since Thirteen was a boy, the Artemian King's hundred-year plan had been completely ruined.

Not to mention that the latter's only passage to the world of Solterra had been destroyed after the battle in the Arcadia Archipelago.

If he wished to seek vengeance against Thirteen, he must find other ways to descend upon Solterra. However, that would be difficult, for Laplace Demon and The One would not stand by idly and let him do as he pleased.

While the teenage boy was sleeping, gradually recovering, Erica and Sherry sat on top of his bed and held the teenage boy's left and right hand.

Although his face was still pale, the faint silvery glow that covered his entire body at least assured them that he was getting better slowly but surely.

"Have you heard about the story about the Moon Princess?" Sherry asked without bothering to glance at Erica, who was on the opposite side of the bed.

"Even those living under the Rock have heard of it by now," Erica replied. "Didn't they even make a movie based on that story?"

"I liked that movie," Sherry commented.

"Well, it's not too shabby." Erica smirked. "The child actor who played Zion's role was funny."

"Right."

"I heard that the one who nominated that child actor to play that role is this guy right here. It seems that he brute-forced his way to become the Vice Director of that movie."

Sherry smiled faintly because she could see that happening.

After spending a month with Zion, she found out that he was a very down-to-earth person.

He wasn't like those arrogant young masters who hailed from the Monarch Families and Prestigious Families, who usually looked down on others because of their background.

There was even more than one occasion when Zion referred to his Grandfather, Arthur, as a henpecked husband, and soon-to-be patriarch of the Leventis Branch Family.

But despite all of those, Sherry's impression of the young man was that he was a strict yet dependable leader, who looked out for his subordinates in his own way.

While she didn't know why he had chosen her to become his second-in-command, she learned many things while accompanying him in her First Wandering.

"So, is the war finally over?" Sherry asked.

"Yes," Erica replied. "The Shard of Origin is now in our possession. Kesari has also used it to inform his kin that the Goblin Emperor is dead. But since it is a one-way communication, we still don't know how the Ratmen reacted.

"But it is safe to say that they no longer have a reason to continue this war. This will also ease the burden of the Lizardmen, and the Wanderers fighting alongside them."

Sherry sighed before shifting her gaze to the two moons in the sky.

"Another unbelievable tale will surely spread about Zion," Sherry said. "Kesari didn't hold back and told the Ratmen to spread the word that the one who killed the Goblin Emperor was a human boy named Zion Leventis."

"Well, it's not really a big deal. I think," Erica commented. "Do you know? When he was training me and the Hero Party, I asked him a question—if you were to fight a Rank 8 Sovereign on your own, would you have a chance of winning? Take a guess what he replied to me back then."

"Tell me," Sherry insisted.

"This brat raised his chin arrogantly and said—Isn't it just a Rank 8 Sovereign? I eat them for breakfast," Erica replied as he poked the sleeping boy's nose repeatedly. "Well, he didn't fight the Goblin Emperor on his own. But it doesn't change the fact that he did fight him."

Metatron had dispelled Thirteen's armor, as well as the Black Flag of the Parade of a Hundred Demons, before he left the young man.

This was his way of hiding one of Zion's secrets, ensuring that other people like Erica would not know about it.

"Is he really a Rookie?" Sherry asked with amusement while watching Erica repeatedly poke Zion's nose.

"He is," Erica replied firmly. "He is a Super Rookie."

Tiona, who was resting on top of Thirteen's chest, nodded her head in agreement.

She initially wanted to stop Erica from poking her Master's nose, but she was also too exhausted, so she decided that she would tell her Master about it after he regained consciousness.

The only one that remained with Thirteen until the end was her.

All the members of the Parade of a Hundred Demons had died and were no longer able to spawn again because they had reached their limit.

However, it didn't matter to her.

The only thing that truly mattered to the Domini Mortis was Thirteen's survival.

As long as he was alive, she would remain by his side and accompany him on his journey in a world where many Wanderers had lost their lives.