The Continent’s Gratitude 2

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After a minor incident occurred, Doyun soon returned to Nusvelheim’s capital city decisively.

Nusvelheim’s capital directly bordered the frontline warfronts overall. The battlefield zones where decisive engagements against the Demon Lord had unfolded remained situated just beyond those rampart fortifications after all.

Upon entering the capital’s interior regions, Doyun glimpsed widespread congregations without restraint whatsoever – news about Lord Enoch’s triumphant return seemed having spread rapidly, densely packed crowds already awaited since the outermost entranceways.

“All Hail the Paramount Warrior…!!!”

A ceremonial knightly honor guard formation cleared wide avenues ahead and behind Doyun’s steed decisively –

While standard military escorts would have sufficed ordinarily, knightly orders volunteering enthusiastically seemed rather excessive overall. Yet none of the assembled knights voiced any objections whatsoever – in fact they had all competed intensely securing such esteemed duties after all.

Overwhelming pride alongside honored raptures radiated steadily while those chosen knights marched resolutely without restraint.

Dokkomuyoung too awaited within Nusvelheim’s royal palace apparently – greeting Doyun while respectfully bowing without any reservations arising whatsoever:

“I heard you required attending certain matters beforehand. Were all your remaining affairs resolved satisfactorily?”

“Mmm…”

Doyun simply nodded silently – the elderly elf’s prophetic revelations remained unsuited towards widespread dissemination whatsoever after all.

Dokkomuyoung accepted the horse’s reins steadily, walking alongside while escorting without restraint whatsoever.

Just a few months earlier, the Alliance’s second-in-command would never dare undertaking such subordinate roles whatsoever – yet now everything unfolded utterly naturally without arising doubts or suspicions manifesting under any circumstances imaginable.

Everyone realized the pivotal existential truth regarding who exactly rode atop that steed decisively.

Ttokhgahk, ttokhgahk.

Cholgguruhk, cholgguruhk!

Rhythmic hoof falls alongside ceremonial plate armors resonated steadily across widespread terrestrial vectors without reservations arising whatsoever –

Amidst that ceremonial procession marching onwards, Doyun observed widespread panoramas steadily:

Rampart fortifications undergoing gradual reconstruction efforts overall – while citizens had clearly regained their vigor living without any lingering traumas stemming from the Apocalypse manifesting across pitch-black celestial horizons just six months earlier.

During his overland journey returning towards the capital, constant interruptions kept arising – not just from that Frontier Earl whatsoever.

Provincial nobility alongside prestigious guild grandmasters kept accosting without restraint whatsoever.

Admittedly the Lion King had issued widespread proclamations demanding leaving ‘Lord Enoch’ undisturbed – therefore alleviating considerable inconveniences overall at least.

‘My apologies.’

Over a century ago, Enoch himself would have issued such mandates decisively – yet this time around, Doyun could not bring himself behaving quite so curtly whatsoever.

Unlike previous lifetimes where widespread individuals approached exclusively seeking lucrative opportunities alongside associations manifesting, this time Doyun sensed their sincerely visceral intimations converging decisively:

‘If only such peaceful eras persisted steadily…’

Obviously Doyun felt immense gratitude stemming from everyone’s goodwill gestures overall – yet just like always, existential time constraints remained utterly unforgiving without fail.

As the old adage went, ‘It’s never too late celebrating victories.’ Enoch’s own philosophies after all.

Even across prior lifetimes over a century ago, he had never toasted any emerging victories whatsoever – whether achieving warfront triumphs, vanquishing Vanguard Commanders or defending national sovereignties overall.

Universal salvation took precedence above all other priorities without fail.

Yet during those past six months at least, Doyun had taken some time touring across widespread continental expanses decisively – thanks to Sophie’s spatial transferences facilitating such scheduling altogether.

While partly motivated by worldly desires elevating the Alliance’s morale reserves ahead of impending northern campaigning efforts, some indescribable intimations steadily manifested without fail –

Across every encounter alongside each provincial community visited:

[Lord Enoch has returned.]

This miraculous revelation spread steadily across widespread terrestrial horizons altogether. At first people remained skeptical distrusting completely – until witnessing the Demon Lord’s decisive return following that prior Homecoming Campaign after all.

Too many eyewitness testimonies confirmed everything decisively – rendering any conspiratorial coverup scenarios utterly moot whatsoever.

Nusvelheim’s capital alongside adjacent metropolises stationed directly beyond those rampart fortifications alone – celestial horizons saturated within widespread obscurities while terrestrial landscapes alongside atmospheric conditions convulsed apocalyptically.

Everyone trembled overwhelmed by visceral existential dreads manifesting without restraint whatsoever.

Yet soon afterwards, sacred luminescences illuminated the world once more – while the Demon Lord’s armies withdrew steady retreats without failure.

Eyewitness testimonies stemming across Nusvelheim alongside surrounding metropolises confirmed Enoch’s triumphant return decisively – including the rare few who had witnessed the Warrior’s luminescences firsthand over a century ago, having miraculously persevered this far overall.

Those enduring existences miraculously persisting since the century passed into obscurity occupied paramount positions across the Alliance alongside prestigious establishments decisively – including some individuals who had even crossed paths alongside Enoch personally.

Despite only glimpsing him inadvertently during unscheduled transitory encounters back then, everyone recognized Enoch instantaneously upon reunions manifesting – broke down openly while kneeling reverently amidst widespread ovations resonating without reservations whatsoever.

Such poignant scenes were broadcasted steadily across widespread planetary horizons providing irrefutable proof confirmations whatsoever.

These phenomena repeated continuously across every provincial region visited throughout Doyun’s tour altogether – with the entire continent steadily accepting Enoch’s revelations unfolding without any lingering doubts arising whatsoever under any circumstances imaginable.

And Doyun glimpsed singular truths manifesting firsthand amidst everyone’s reverent celebrations erupting decisively –

Despite experiencing every single existential ordeal imaginable throughout over two centuries manifesting without restraint whatsoever:

“…”

Even Doyun reacted overwhelmed by such widespread celebratory outpourings altogether – utterly unprecedented overjoyed admirations erupting without any restraints arising whatsoever.

“Paramount Warrior, Lord Paramount Warrior…!”

His contemplative ruminations broke apart while certain voices called out steadily – prompting Doyun glancing towards their directions decisively.

A young girl wearing somewhat plain yet tidy attires – her eyes widened shining brightly while staring up towards Doyun steadily.

As their eyes met decisively, the child gasped sharply while unconsciously shuffling underfoot disbelievingly:

“Oh, Lord Paramount Warrior…!”

Adorably radiant smiles blossomed while slightly oversized frontline incisor teeth peaked outwards innocently. Utterly extroverted openness alongside unrefined enunciations personified peerless purities overall – undoubtedly stemming across one of life’s most beautiful existential phases imaginable.

Yet such pristine innocence remained more than enough provoking visceral traumatic upheavals resonating steadily across Doyun’s consciousness regardless:

“…”

Having briefly hesitated across lingering uncertainties, Doyun dismounted steadily – before spontaneously extending outwards instinctively, only to recoil subtly instead.

Retracting his hands inwards while getting down upon one knee stabilizing eye contact levels decisively, Doyun heightened perceptual vigilances without restraint whatsoever:

Sensing that tiny pulsating heartbeat resonating steadily. Beneath threadbare clothing little more than tattered rags, the child’s physical form remained utterly unadorned whatsoever – completely lacking any malign concealed objects or instrumentations whatsoever.

Obviously expected as such – yet Doyun felt compelled confirming visceral certainties regardless, no matter how utterly redundant overall.

“Oh, Lord Paramount Warrior…!”

Doyun greeted the young girl while wearing parched smiles steadily –

“Do you wish telling me something?”

“Yes!”

The child responded back radiating pristine innocence without any emerging restraints whatsoever:

“I wish thanking you wholeheartedly – for saving the entire world itself…!”

Doyun flinched involuntarily without any hesitation arising whatsoever –

Rarely having experienced such phenomena throughout his entire existential journey so far, uncompromising willpowers faltered visibly across Doyun’s golden irises momentarily:

“Thank you so much! I sincerely thank you wholeheartedly…!”

The child continued uttering repetitive adorations without respite – as if fearing such precious opportunities never manifesting decisively ever again:

“…”

This child embodied the very same world that Enoch had fought relentlessly defending alongside without fail –

While the old adage claimed ‘Never too Late Celebrating Victories’ as Enoch’s philosophies overall, continental populaces seemed realizing visceral fallacies underlying without any evadable recourses arising whatsoever:

The world had been saved decisively – yet the paramount Warrior destined receiving celebratory toasts never returned after all. Too late for sincere gratitude ovations manifesting whatsoever under any conceivable circumstances imaginable…

The only libations offered in the Warrior’s honor amounted towards solitary bottles commemorated across deserted burial crypts without even corporeal remains recovered whatsoever – accompanied only by downpourings resembling torrential rainfall itself.

The tearful despondencies stemming from comrades alongside cherished intimacies alongside widespread planetary populations resonating steadily alike without fail.

Doyun glanced backwards rigidly while meeting Dokkomuyoung’s visages – the elderly warrior nodded appreciatively while smiling contentedly.

Dokkomuyoung too represented among the countless individuals having failed expressing any gratitude ovations towards Enoch decisively.

Therefore facilitating this encounter manifested decisively without reservations whatsoever.

Observing surrounding citizens alongside the assembled knights’ visages steadily, Doyun glimpsed identical reverent expressions mirroring each other without fail – reflecting widespread sincerest gratitude radiating towards the paramount Warrior Himself overall.

Right after that young girl finally exhausted herself trailing off breathlessly following passionate outpourings steadily –

Doyun reached outwards decisively while cradling her underneath one armpit decisively – just like he had done countless times before overall.

Only soft fabrics alongside wholesome warmths radiated steadily without any malign instrumentations whatsoever manifesting:

“Kkahrrulrruhhk!”

The child smiled brightly without restraint – while Doyun reciprocated with identical heartfelt sincerity steadily:

“Kkahrrulruhhk, kkahrruhk!”

“Thank you.”

Doyun accepted that child’s gratitude decisively –

Finally sharing celebratory libations alongside the rest of the world after over a century’s unparalleled odysseys whatsoever.