We have kinda fixed things up in our own way. Few days have passed since the date incident. A lot of things happened with a new person suddenly appearing out of thin air and confusing us while me and Gwen were officially recognized as the new harbingers.
I didn't dig too deep into the protest against us led by the harbinger of time. Let them be for now.
We all discussed the next course of action and decided to not intervene. Samantha went to check up on things and said that it's not going too well for the harbinger of time.
Hardly anyone opposes what the administrator has decided. They are having a hard time gaining support. Besides, me and Gwen have never even done anything.
I just reap the souls of the dead like I am supposed to. Death is a natural thing. I don't have to visit every single person on the verge of death. They die naturally and their souls are drawn towards me since I will guide them to the afterlife.
I have never consciously done it. It happens as part of the system. You can say that both me and Gwen are placeholders who don't take any action.
I had presumed that the harbinger of space will try to do something but nothing from them either. It seems they are taking wait and watch stance.
I am currently at the castle in an audience with the king. Many influential people from across the kingdom are here. I see guild master Christopher as well as Lady Martha along with the Queen and a lot of unknown people.
The audience is taking place before the throne. I am standing in the middle while many scrutinizing gazes are on me.
I am wearing ordinary clothes and there's nothing special about me.
"Clive, we are gathered here to discuss the exhibition you proposed a long time ago. We have finally found a way to make it happen." (King)
"That's good then. I hope this will also help in the reconciliation with the demons. Did Delphine discuss it with you?"
A few gazes grew sharper than before. I know why they are gazing so hard. It's not my fault. I have always been prideful before or after becoming a harbinger. That part hasn't changed.
I see general Louis trying to calm everyone down by making different gestures.
"As a matter of fact, the demon king did pay us a visit. Our discussion was fruitful. We have developed a new venue and tournament style exhibition. That way, we can satisfy the criteria. The academy has decided to help as well." (King)
This entire idea was just a whim of mine but they actually went ahead and did it.
"You have my thanks. I didn't think you would indulge me. Shall I ask the gods to come as well?"
Let's throw a big bone. This is bound to rile up someone.
And someone does stand up. It's a man in his late 40's or 50's. He is wearing a priest's garb and tunic and holding a golden cane. That cane has a laurel on the handle. Weird design.
He faces the king and starts his little speech.
"Your majesty, who is this uncouth commoner? This boy has not only shown blatant disrespect towards us but even towards you. He has no regards for courtesy and has an arrogant tone.
He even tries to disrespect the almighty gods. This boy is a uncouth, disrespect heathen. I urge you, your majesty the king, to punish this boy with capital punishment via avian death."
This man, his face is normal but he is nothing more than religious fanatic. I hate people who act like this. Because the records show that those were the people responsible for the annihilation of humanity.
Religion may be necessary but it shouldn't be compulsory.
The king sighs and looks at me, pleading with his eyes. I assure him that I won't do anything.
"Pope Morris, I ask you calm down. He is allowed to act that way with me. I have permitted it. And as for the gods, let us ask him." (King)
He looks at me. Whatever should I do? I can directly summon Apollo right here and now. I can at least try. I haven't met him since I beat him up.
"Pope, would you recognize your gods if I summon them here?"
That's a weird question to ask. But nothing better comes to my mind.
"I am no godless heathen like you. I would recognize the holiness of my gods anywhere I see them. How brazen and shameless of you lie in front of us again! My king, I strongly urge you to execute this heathen in the cruelest method possible!" (Morris)
The king's face grimaced. General Louis is sweating while pleading me with his eyes. I just heave a sigh and get started.
(Apollo, are you listening? Can you hear me?)
A brief silence before someone responds.
(I hear you, my master!) (Apollo)
That is indeed his voice but the tone, it's totally different. A subservient tone.
(I need you to come to my location. Appear before me with the same dignity you had as a god.)
That may sound condescending but to me, he is just spoiled brat.
(At once.) (Apollo)
He then appears before me. He is wearing white cloth in a weird way. He isn't naked or showing much skin so I guess that's how they dress.
He is glowing. The golden aura is kinda annoying but maybe that's the gimmick.
The king and general Louis kneel as soon as possible. The pope is…petrified. His mouth agape and eyes widened.
Everyone else has also knelt.
But Apollo kneels before me.
"It is my honor that my master has called for me." (Apollo)
"You changed quite a lot. Are you well?"
"Never been better, my master. Father has woken up and he has thoroughly reprimanded me for my actions. He himself is very ashamed of what he has done. He wishes to beg for your forgiveness in person but his condition remains unstable." (Apollo)
Did someone do something? What happened to their attitudes?
"Did the administrator do anything?"
"Yes. We were notified of your position. The gods of this world is under your command." (Apollo)
I guess I can expect them to help a bit. Anyway, let's fix the problem first.
The pope threw another tantrum after coming back to his senses. Apollo personally handled that matter and promised the king that the gods would cooperate with both humans and demons to make this exhibition a success.
A joint effort by the gods, the humans and the demons to make a silly thought of mine a success. I think I have done it again.
Let's visit the academy since they also want to help in this venture. Maybe professor Sierra will know what they will do. Let's tie the loose ends before formally leaving Jupiter.