Chapter 14 - 13: Farewell to the World of Arslan

🌍 England Era 322

✦ The Crownless King's Last Gift ✦

The war was over.

The world—once divided by borders, class, and centuries of slavery—was now one unified continent under the Banner of the Wind. Arslan, the boy once hunted as a traitor, now stood as a liberator, reformer, and legend.

But peace was not the end of his story.

🏛️ The Council of Succession

Inside the Sky Throne Hall of Everwhirl, the greatest leaders from across the world gathered. Arslan, dressed not in royal robes but his travel cloak, stood before them with his usual calm gravity.

He raised his hand.

"Today, I do not crown myself emperor. I pass my will to those I trust—to the future, not the past."

🌟 Appointed Successors:

Narsus – Deputy King of the Unified Continent

The silver-haired genius, once a tactician in exile, now the ruler in Arslan's stead. His idealism and strategies will guard peace like a shield.

Daryun – Supreme General of the Wind Guard

Unshaken in war, unmatched in loyalty. Daryun will protect the land from internal threats, uprisings, and remnants of ancient evils.

📜 Arslan's Final Decree:

"The age of kings is over. This world belongs to its people now. No more slaves. No more chains. Only those who serve the many shall lead the few."

🎇 The Farewell Festival – "Winds Beyond the Horizon"

The streets of England bloomed with lanterns and white petals. Songs filled the skies. Children wore wind feathers in their hair to honor Arslan—the Wind God King who gave them peace.

On the palace balcony, Arslan looked out one last time.

Beside him stood his six closest warriors and companions: Erza, Kagura, Lucy, Orihime, Rangiku and Farangis who had become legends in their own right. Behind them, Nico smiled with tears in her eyes.

Arslan turned to them.

"This is the last time I ask… Will you walk with me into the unknown? Across the world's edge—to wherever fate calls next?"

There was no hesitation.

Erza: "Until the end of all war."

Kagura: "I want to fight gods with you."

Lucy: "A new world? Count me in!"

Orihime: "Where you go, I follow."

Rangiku: "I'm tired of this world anyway… let's burn the next."

Farangis: "I would gladly follow you until death due us apart"

Nico: blushing "Someone has to keep you alive…"

He smiled.

"Then let's go claim our second legend."

🌀 System Update – Divine Record of Arslan

Before departing, Arslan spoke to the System Alice, the mysterious AI-like voice that guided him since the beginning.

"Alice, show me my reward for completing the main quest."

ALICE:

"Acknowledged.

Main Mission: ✅ Unify the Continent and Bring Peace Before Age 16

Completion Method: Mixed (Divine Force + Strategic Diplomacy)

Reward: 100,000,000 System Points

Bonus Reward: 500 Points for Style and Theatrical Presentation of Justice."

"Now show me my current stats. No abilities—just raw numbers."

🌬️ Updated Status – Arslan:

Name: Arslan

Title: The Wind God King

Age: 16

Strength: 690

Agility: 689

Endurance: 689

Stamina: 689

Mana: 689

Charisma: 500 (…he still hates public speeches)

System Points: 100,000,500

Alice: "Still bad at speeches, huh?"

Arslan: "I guess so."

✧ Epilogue – The Edge of the World ✧

They gathered atop Mt. Ravalis, the sacred place where it all began—where clouds bowed to the wind, and sky and soul became one. Below them lay the unified world of England, finally at peace. But above… strange constellations blinked in impossible hues, as if the very fabric of reality whispered:

"There is more."

Arslan, now a sovereign of unmatched power, stared into the heavens. The air around him stirred not with wind—but with purpose.

He closed his eyes.

"Alice," he said calmly, "Send me to a new world. I've grown too comfortable. If I stay here, I'll stagnate. I need to become even stronger… to protect those I love."

Alice's voice echoed, soft but firm, within his mind:

"Be warned, Arslan. The world you travel to will be chosen by fate. You cannot select it. To escape that world, you must either:

Return to this world at the cost of great power.

Complete that world's Main Quest and unlock the gate to the next.

This is the path of the Eternal Sovereign. Do you accept?"

A moment of silence.

Then Arslan's silver-black hair caught the wind, his divine eyes narrowing.

"I accept. Now open the gate."

The sky split like silk under a divine blade.

A swirling spatial rift emerged—cosmic, chaotic, beautiful. It roared with the voice of a thousand unknown lands.

Arslan turned to his companions—his eternal sisters-in-arms, his future queens, his bonded souls.

Erza, the blade that never bends.

Kagura, the flame that never falters.

Lucy, the key to countless doors.

Orihime, the light that heals even gods.

Rangiku, the laughter behind the storm.

Nico, the shadow behind the throne.

Farangis, the arrow of judgment and devotion.

He gave them only a single glance—but it was enough. No words were needed.

"Let's go to a new world."

He stepped into the light.

One by one, they followed.

As the gate sealed behind them, the wind that once obeyed him whispered one final time across the continent:

"The Wind King has left this world."

But in the centuries that followed, their story became legend. Then a myth.