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Stop Calling Me "Mate"! I Only Defeated You Once, Not Married You! (Web Novel) - Volume 8, Chapter 62: The Twenty Three Days of Great Change
Volume 8, Chapter 62: The Twenty Three Days of Great Change
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“Why is this solar eclipse different from the previous ones?”“Yeah, before it would go dark very quickly, but this time it only darkened a little bit—and looking at it just feels kind of... kind of...”
“Creepy?”
“Yes, that’s it. This kind of sun feels really uncomfortable to look at.”
...
Below the viewing platform, the Blazing Sun Clan began to murmur among themselves.
Leon stood at the edge of the platform, looking at the uneasy crowd below.
“I can’t imagine how much panic there would be if the news about the sun going out were to be made public.”
Rosvisser quietly came to stand beside him, lowering her gaze as well.
“Indeed. Especially for the Blazing Sun Clan, who have a special emotional reverence for the sun.”
The queen pressed her lips together, then looked at Leon and spoke softly:
“I didn’t expect their old prophecy about the sun going out to actually come true. I wonder how the former and current city lords plan to handle this.”
Leon furrowed his brows slightly.
“According to their prophecy, if the sun goes out, then the only way to reignite it is by using the Golden Helm.”
Rosvisser let out a small sigh.
“But for so many years, the Blazing Sun Clan has never once produced anyone able to wield the Golden Helm. Countless warriors have died trying to master it. It’s hard to say what their situation is now.”
The sun going out was not just the problem of the Blazing Sun Clan—it would be a disaster for every living being on the Samael Continent.
Without sunlight, crops would fail, most animals would die.
Within only a few days, a world swallowed by darkness would fall into chaos.
At that time, order would no longer exist. No matter how strong Leon and the others were, there would be nothing they could do.
And most importantly...
The one who had once nearly overturned the entire continent would very likely seize this opportunity and return.
Leon turned his gaze toward the City Lord of the Blazing Sun Clan, his expression grave.
“Everything now depends on the Golden Helm.”
If, across these many centuries, the Blazing Sun Clan had managed to produce even one person who could wield it...
Then there was still hope.
But Fuyuan could not accept the truth that the sun was going out.
And what he found even harder to accept...
Was the so-called ancestor Apollo.
They had raised their heads countless times to that dark-shining sun, whispering prayers...
You left us nothing to rely on.
And now, you have not even given us the power to fight back against the darkness...
Apollo.
Can you really be called the most merciful, most loving god?
...
As Fuyuan stood in silent turmoil, a Blazing Sun scholar stepped forward to report:
“City Lord, based on our observations and calculations, the sun truly is gradually going out. This confirms the prophecy completely.”
At that moment, the stone that had been suspended above his heart finally fell—and shattered along with his hope.
He tightened his fist.
“...Continue.”
The scholar hesitated, glancing around at the many dragon clan guests. The platform was not large—everyone could hear him clearly if he spoke here.
So for a moment, he wavered.
Fuyuan understood.
“Speak freely. Everyone here is trustworthy.”
Only then did the scholar continue:
“At present, approximately one-fourth of the sun has already gone dark. But after that point, the rate of dimming has significantly slowed.”
What he said was true.
Leon looked up.
The sun had quickly darkened by one-fourth at the start—but since then, it had remained at that level, with no obvious change.
But that did not mean the crisis could be ignored.
“To prevent the sun from going out completely, we must find a way to keep it burning.”
“How long until it goes out entirely?” Fuyuan asked.
“Based on the current rate—twenty-three days.”
Fuyuan’s brows pulled tight.
“Twenty-three days...”
In less than a month, the source of all life would disappear.
Every dragon present heard the scholar clearly.
A silence spread—heavy, suffocating.
Many among them had fought in battles to save the continent before. Against any enemy, they would fight to the end.
And Leon now wielded the power of Zeus; with him, there was always a chance.
But this...
This was not an enemy.
This was a natural calamity.
A disaster born of the world itself.
Against this, even dragons were powerless.
Muse was still young, but she understood the words spoken—and the sudden heaviness in the air. Her throat tightened.
She grabbed Leon’s sleeve.
“Daddy... if the sun goes out, what will the world become?”
Leon was silent. Then he took her hand, feeling her palm growing warm and tense.
“No matter what happens, Muse, your mother and I will protect you and your sisters.”
Hefei looked up at Constantine.
“Father... if the sun goes out... will there never be a dawn again?”
She only asked because—during the final battle, when Constantine entrusted her to Leon, he had said:
We will meet again at humanity’s dawn.
She had held onto that sentence for a long, long time.
But now, if dawn was gone...
Would that promise disappear too?
Constantine placed his hand gently on her head. His crimson dragon eyes softened.
“Hefei. Your father promises you. You will see the sun rise every day of your life.”
“...Father.”
Nearby, Orion listened without speaking, her gaze never leaving Hefei.
Then the Tower Master stepped forward.
“City Lord Fuyuan—if the sun was originally lit by your ancestor, the God of Light, Apollo, then surely your clan must have some method of responding to this calamity?”
Fuyuan steadied himself and looked to the former City Lord.
Only after the old lord nodded did Fuyuan speak:
“Yes. The method left to us by the ancestor is the Golden Helm.”
“It has been in our clan’s possession ever since. But to this day, not a single person has ever been acknowledged by it. Thus, we cannot inherit the ancestor’s power.”
A collective heaviness fell.
The only path to salvation was blocked.
And the dragons had no knowledge in this field to help.
Orion suddenly exhaled lightly.
Just now, Claudia took out something from her ‘treasure vault’—something from when she was a child—and handed it to Leon, saying:
"Go save the world again, my good child.”
Then, the scholar spoke again.
“And there is something else everyone must be reminded of. Although the sun will take twenty-three days to extinguish completely, that does not mean these twenty-three days will be peaceful. As the sun dims, the environment will change rapidly. Crops will weaken. Wild animals will become aggressive and violent, causing massive damage to all races. Dangerous species will become even more unstable—fighting, rampaging, competing for resources. And furthermore...”
He paused.
Morgan impatiently snapped:
“Just say it! Now is not the time for suspense.”
The scholar swallowed.
“And furthermore—the ancient dangerous species that have been dormant in the depths of the continent will begin to awaken. They were originally suppressed by the sun’s power. Now that the sun is going dark—they will rise again. And worse... The fading of Apollo’s power in the sun also means that the force suppressing the Void is weakening. In other words...
Atos may return.”
