"Hahahaha… Hahahaha!" Blake's figure ascended into the sky, countless beams of light bursting from him, illuminating the entire planet.
Watching Blake glow and laugh uncontrollably, everyone except Adrian was startled.
For the Express crew, it was their first time facing an [Emanator] so closely—the pressure was overwhelming.
"One person altering an entire planet's climate?!"
March 7th swallowed hard. If Blake was this strong, then Adrian…
She turned stiffly, her gaze on Adrian shifting again. Stelle, eyeing the radiant Blake, had stars in her eyes.
That move was too cool—she had to learn it! As the Galaxy Ranger, how could she not have a signature move? She couldn't just keep swinging her bat.
Come to think of it, she vaguely recalled being glanced at by [Elation]. Why didn't she get a signature weapon?
Hm, was her [Elation] concentration too low? No ancestral mask?
No way, she'd have to train with Sampo.
Himeko was shocked, recalling the night she first saw Blake in the lower district, that dazzling white holy light…
So that's what the holy light was for! Mind blown!
"Hahahaha! Rejoice, you who were oppressed by the Void and Eternal Freeze… Today, Jarilo-VI is reborn!"
"Now, raise your arms! Offer your highest reverence to the [Eternity] Aeon!"
"Oh~ For those hesitant due to faith, fear not. You can first praise the [Supreme Amber King] in your hearts, then offer your devotion to [Eternity]!"
"Even if your faith isn't pure, as long as you have the intent… that's enough!"
"In Amber Era 2158, the [Everwinter] of Jarilo-VI ends, ushering in… the [Eternity] of Jarilo-VI!"
"This world has returned to the embrace of the cosmic stars!"
As Blake proclaimed loudly, Bronya, mentally drafting her speech, was dumbfounded.
He stole all my lines!! What am I supposed to say now?
Minutes later, Jarilo-VI's climate was transformed. The deeply rooted Void had been cleared by Blake and Freesna, shattering the notion of irreversibility.
Belobog's fate ultimately rested in its people's hands. Blake merely gave the Express crew a slight head start.
Descending back to the ground, Blake conjured a paper slip and handed it to Bronya.
"Hm… If any malevolent force invades, show them this slip. They'll know you're under [Eternity]'s protection. If debt collectors come, just drop my name, Blake."
He waved grandly, speaking with righteous conviction.
"What if they don't know you… Then what?" Stelle asked.
"Hm… Then mention the [Church of Eternity]." Blake found the perfect solution. He couldn't exactly use Adrian or Freesna's names.
Seeing Bronya's hesitant, grateful expression, Blake waved it off.
"As for payment… This planet is already blessed by [Eternity], so just spread the word about our [Eternity] faction Church!"
As he spoke, a cup of milk tea appeared in his hand.
"Huh?"
"Is this some game where you get rewards for correct answers?" Stelle and March 7th were envious. After the battle, they craved a milk tea.
"Ahem… Good work." Adrian coughed lightly, subtly praising Blake's actions.
No wonder he was Head—always preaching [Eternity].
"I get it! After changing Belobog's weather, Head Blake must be exhausted and needs a [Milk Tea Aeon]-crafted milk tea!"
"Milk Tea… Aeon?"
What a bizarre title?
Putting it aside, Blake focused on the milk tea from Adrian, eyes full of reverence.
Decided—he'd enshrine this milk tea back home.
To show sincerity, Blake produced eight bars of soap, gifting them to everyone present.
Dan Heng, quick on his feet, accepted a soap bar like it was nothing, muttering a "Thanks."
"No need to be polite, Brother Dan Heng. Want more? I've got plenty."
Blake's enthusiasm overwhelmed Dan Heng, who was haunted by stereotypes from that time on the Mourning Actors' gondola.
"Hey… If Dan Heng doesn't want it, I'll take it. I love this soap!" March 7th chimed in.
"I'm honored, miss." Blake grinned. Seeing March 7th and Stelle's interest, [Trailblaze] and [Eternity] really got along.
"Wait, why'd you give Teacher Adrian a whole pile?" March 7th didn't get it, eyeing the heap of soaps in Adrian's arms.
"Mr. Blake… is quite enthusiastic."
"Overly enthusiastic!"
"Well, it's done. Let's rest."
…
The snow melted, and a new day dawned in Belobog.
The lower district's people rode cable cars to the upper district, witnessing this historic moment.
Bronya and Blake gave speeches under the Everwinter Monument. Blake recycled yesterday's lines.
"Also… I'd like to take this chance to thank Belobog's guests. Most of you don't know they exist… but their arrival brought hope to this wilting world."
"Their arrival made me realize that while focusing on the land beneath [Preservation], we shouldn't forget to look to the skies…"
"Here, allow me to humbly lead you forward… I, Bronya Rand, the nineteenth [Guardian] of Belobog, swear—"
"Belobog will stand forever!"
Below, March 7th sipped boba milk tea, beaming with satisfaction.
"Hm~ Hearing Bronya praise us makes the milk tea sweeter!"
"Be happy, then." Dan Heng recorded the journey's events. Stelle looked around, unable to spot Adrian.
"Where's Adrian?"
"At the Goethe Hotel. He said he'd skip this ceremonial moment and rest on a warm bed instead."
"The Milk Tea Aeon turned into the Slacker Aeon."
Stelle sighed. The scene shifted to the Goethe Hotel, Adrian's room.
"Looks like you've cleared the [Jarilo-VI] game dungeon, huh?"
Silver Wolf typed code, a virtual screen floating before her, remotely watching Bronya's speech at the Everwinter Monument.
"Aren't you curious… why she looks so much like you?" Adrian handed her a milk tea, surprised by her calm reaction.
"Big open-world game, millions of duplicate IDs… It's not weird for face codes to clash." Silver Wolf blew a bubble with her gum, her focus not on Bronya but on Blake nearby. Her bubble popped, and she gritted her teeth:
"This grudge, I'm keeping!"