Orario and balance 2.299

—Calibur— Viggo muttered when he saw Kiara holding the sword —I hadn't seen it in a long time. So, you were always with me—

—Xiao's reckless one kept it inside your soul alluding that you were too immature to handle such a powerful weapon— Kiara replied as a gust of wind ripped her skirt and showed her long, stylized leg through the long slit that went down from her hip to the bottom of her skirt.

—Maybe Grandpa was right— Viggo replied, looking into her eyes with a smile on his lips —even now I feel unworthy. My father did it with all his love, but I mistreated him and rejected him like an idiot. I wasn't a good son—

—Even if you weren't a good son, this was done by your father for you—

Viggo stared at Kiara and bowed his head remembering his father's words:

<<—You know, son, I love you with all my heart, but sometimes I think you're the dumbest in the world—

—Why?— asked Viggo.

—Because yes, being able to learn things the easy way, you look for difficulty—

—That means I want to become strong on my own—

—No, that means you're dumb— Kain replied —you see, being strong, training and improving is hard enough. As they say out there, is there any need to reinvent the wheel?—

—No, Father—

—In that case, damn, damn it, take my knowledge, my things and become very strong. They are for you, damn, you are my son. It's the most logical thing to do is to take everything I have and keep it. Then, when you have all my knowledge, you will train, you will become stronger and better than me. That's all I expect from you—>>

Viggo took a deep breath as a gust of wind passed over the top of the tower of Babel and fluttered his red hair. He approached Kiara and held out his hand. Kiara turned calibur over and handed it to him by the handle. Viggo stretched out his huge hand and placed it on the handle. He felt the cold of a soft material like wood, but smooth like glass. Viggo gently removed his back, Kiara let go, and he took it with both hands.

—I feel different— said Viggo.

—Maybe— replied Kiara —it's been more than ten years since someone channeled sunlight into it. You could occupy mana, but it would occupy the entirety of your reserves, so I suggest you occupy your divinity—

—How powerful is the divinity of a god?—

—Yes, but it's also the capacity of the weapon. Calibur is very different from any other divine weapon, that's why it needs so much energy. Through Calibur you will be able to manifest a part of your divine power. That implies that the more times you fill Calibur with your divine energy and discharge it, the faster you will develop your divinity. It's almost the same as training your body. The more exercise, wear and tear, and recovery, the more you get stronger—

Viggo lowered calibur and held it with his right hand —that means I can manifest sunlight, but I have not attained divinity—

—That's right, but if you exercise with Calibur for a long time, you will develop your divinity. However, you must know something—

—What?—

Kiara and Viggo looked into each other's eyes. She with a slender figure of prominent curves. He a head taller than her and with an athletic physique.

—It won't go unnoticed— said Kiara —all the gods will notice, the kings and emperors. You will become a threat to society, and everyone will prepare for war. Because that's what you are, Viggo, the one who bears the name, War—

Viggo showed a huge smile with a sharp look —so be it— he said without a second thought. After all, he had already thought about conquering every kingdom and empire on this earth. All the resources were going to be needed by the time this world faces its twilight.

Viggo took a deep breath, raised his sword, and held in front of him with both hands. As Kiara said, he channels his divine energy associated with sunlight. At this time, it was a small fruit no bigger than a seed that had not even blossomed or much less borne fruit. However, when channeling the energy to calibur he felt how the sword emitted golden electric rays. The seed of divinity began to germinate within his body and produce more divine energy. At the same time, the air around Viggo became incredibly hot. Energy beams spread from the sword into the surroundings damaging the rocky surface of the tower of Babel.

Viggo frowned and channelled more energy, noticing how the small seed broke its cover and opened like a flower button. Viggo tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword, gritted his teeth tightly, and continued to channel more divine energy. His whole body was red from so much strength while his face and neck stood out with thick veins. Viggo had an expression of extreme pain, but he endured and continued to channel divine energy. Calibur also continued to increase the amount of golden energy rays until all the energy condensed around the blade and transformed it into a golden light sword.

Viggo opened his eyes, looked at the sky, and let out a roar of fury. Calibur unleashed all his power and threw a huge beam of energy into the sky like a pillar of light that was spotted from every corner of the continent.

In the northern region, where Semiramis was having a meeting, everyone stopped when they heard the loud roar caused by the lightning. Everyone came to the windows of the office and looked at the tip of the tower of Babel. A huge pillar of light rose from the top. Semiramis and Scheherezade looked into each other's eyes, and a hunch was born in his heart.

At the same time, Rosewisse and Brunnhilde together with the wet nurse took care of Viggo's children in the mansion. They were amused by the unintelligible conversation between Uriel and Bell. It seems that Uriel scolded Bell while Bell rebutted her. However, Rosewissse and Brunnhilde heard the rumble the first thing they managed to do was to throw themselves on the crib of the babies and cover them with their wings. It was a terrifying energy.

On the other hand, Bishamon and Hephaestus who shared a harmonious conversation like goddesses, in addition to mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, felt in their chest the burst of divine energy. Hephaestus immediately ran to the window while Bishamon did so at a slow pace because she was afraid of hitting his bulging belly. She was already five months pregnant.

Both investigated the distance and like goddesses, they understood that a god, whoever he was, had broken his seal and occupied his divine power. However, why and who? They did not remember any god in Orarius who had such divinity.

—Viggo— Hephaestus muttered without knowing why, it was just a hunch, but it caused a lump in her throat and anxiety was born in her heart.

Everyone who knew Viggo sensed something, some excited, some happy, and some worried. Kain's own wives felt the distress in their hearts and went out to the garden to look towards the tower of Babel, only to find Kain clapping at the sky while laughing like a madman, full of happiness.

Returning to Viggo, the divine energy ran out and the beam of light was cut off. The top of the tower of Babel was burning in heat and Viggo's own clothes had been burned. He was naked, holding calibur as he gasped from exhaustion.

Kiara in front of Viggo nodded pleased with him and his performance. If before Viggo had an ungerminated divinity, now he had blossomed. It had a long way to go to bear fruit, but it was only a matter of time. Viggo's eyes reflected that truth, as they had gone from having a blue iris to a golden one. Rays of golden electricity could be seen running through his eyes from side to side.

—It feels?— Kiara asked advancing towards Viggo, she made a gesture, the terrible heat dissipated and the clothes that had turned to ashes rose from the ground and returned to their original shape.

—Like nothing I've ever experienced in my life— Viggo replied with sweat all over his face and a tired look —it's like the euphoria of fighting someone more powerful than you and beating him to his fullest ability—

—In that case it's great, now you know what to do—

—Yes, Kiara, thank you, always— said Viggo, trying to step forward, but his huge body fell forward without him being able to do anything. Kiara hurried over and hugged him. Calibur fell to the rock floor generating a metallic ring. Kiara helped Viggo lie down so he could recover. At the same time, when Viggo leaned on the rock floor, he raised his right hand and took out of his ring the bottle of estus that he was always carrying.

—Give me that, let me help you— Kiara said.

—Yes— replied Viggo, too tired to say anything else. Kiara took the bottle of estus and helped him drink. Viggo quickly recovered, but tiredness remained on his face. He wanted to get up, but Kiara forced him to lie on the floor. Viggo looked at the blue sky, felt the heat, but also the breeze that took away the thermal sensation. It was nice to feel the freshness of the wind.

—Well, one less thing to worry about— said Viggo.

—Yes— Kiara said as she stroked his hair —now, regarding the other, I will not give you the answer, but I suggest you think of the gods who love humanity—

—How?—

—The gods associated with wisdom usually have a rather benevolent mentality—

—I understand, that lets me take Hitomi and help her break her shell— whispered Viggo —with those two points solved, I can only build a playground for my children. That way, there will be more heroes. Then neither Bell nor Ottar will have to die fighting that one...—

Viggo fell asleep with Kiara sitting on the floor and next to him. She approached Calibur who was still lying on the ground and when she took it, she felt the terrible heat of the sunlight. If she were a normal human her hands would have turned to coal immediately, but this level of sunlight was nothing to Kiara, a primordial. She picked up the sword, brought it close to Viggo as if she were going to stab him, but upon contacting the sword, Viggo's body absorbed it into his chest as if it were part of him.

—Really an irresponsible gift— Kiara muttered —if you could only recreate the sword sheath, you'd become invincible—

—That would be irresponsible— Xiao said, appearing three meters away from Viggo. The primordial elder wore a black Chinese robe that attached to his body and highlighted his pronounced belly.

—Maybe—

—You promised Hastur you wouldn't interfere anymore— Xiao said.

—Since when you play along with Hastur?— asked Kiara with a sneer —whatever, it doesn't matter. The sword was already in Viggo's possession, I just reminded him of something he had forgotten—

—If you make his way so easy—

—What's the point of making your protégés suffer?—

Both primordials stared into each other's eyes. Xiao shook his head and faded away without saying more. It was impossible to reason with Kiara, he thought.