The Shepherds Are Dense – Chapter 817

Chapter 816
Paradise of the Complete Man

As the brilliant and divine spear of light landed, a white light akin to the creation of the world illuminated the heavens and earth.
There was no great sound.
Instead, an immense silence fell, so quiet that not a single noise could be heard.
The white light, as if to destroy everything and yet as if to create everything, spread out in all directions, causing even the surrounding laws of space to seem as if they would change!

When the light dispersed, the rivers of blood and the ice-cold black ice on the ground were nowhere to be found. Not to mention the Blood Spears or the Death Aura left by the charging King of the Wild Hunt Legion.
In the black and moist earth, like newly tilled farmland, a soft radiance emanated.
It was like moonlight like water, spilling onto the land under the bright moonlit night after the spring’s new rain. An earthy fragrance from the depths of nature, full of vibrant life, exuded a powerful sense of peace.

It was currently afternoon, the time when the sun was most intense.
And if one looked up at the sky from this land, even the sun in the sky was turned into night by this peculiar “filter,” and the bright azure sky transformed into the night sky.
This was the power that confused day and night, inverting black and white.

Red Phase had not mistaken it; this was genuine “Power of the Complete Man.” It had been barely sealed with the assistance of the Silver Crown Dragon. It was Alistair’s most powerful Phantom Card, excluding the Great Sin Cards.
When the power of [Spell Card: Light of Paradise] reached its extreme, it transformed into the Paradise of the Complete Man—
[Paradise of the Complete Man: Creatures and Phantom Demons without the Path of Love or the Transcendent Path are suppressed; Humans gain Regeneration LV3, Children of the Moon lose all weaknesses, Werewolves gain rational minds, and Yokai’s disguises will not be seen through.]
It would change the nature of the surrounding earth for a very long time. How long it would last depended on its maintenance.
Just as the Spirit Tower was filled with chilling winds, ice-cold mists, and deep deathly auras before being attacked by the Gryphon Knights; similarly, in places like the Church of the Nine Pillars God, where bishops were stationed, even the surrounding land would become sacred, and Gargoyles, Undead, or Demons would be dispersed simply by approaching.
The holy power from Hengwo had cleansed this land. On this land, bathed in eternal moonlight, all creatures of the Path of Love would be strengthened.
“Regeneration” was a blue Path Trait. Its effect was simple: it increased one’s recovery ability.
A Regeneration Trait of level three was roughly equivalent to the recovery power of a Troll.
Except for fatal injuries like decapitation or organ extraction, most wounds could recover at a visibly fast rate.

The giant, saintly white wings behind Alistair, like those of an angel, and the halo above her head, like a crown, gradually dissipated into white light particles. The divine radiance emanating from her body also faded and extinguished.
As her body gradually descended, the King of the Wild Hunt, Helchin, charged out of the void, caught Alistair, and brought her back into the Spirit Tower.
The students who had been treated by Flame Butterfly, though their abdominal injuries had recovered, still felt exhausted and weak. Now, they were able to help each other up and stand again.
A strong Life force filled their bodies, and their spirits visibly improved.

These students had not yet delved deeply into the Twilight Path. As a result, they were not as composed as their teacher and couldn’t help but chatter excitedly.
This made Alistair feel a long-lost boisterous atmosphere as soon as she returned.
She vaguely thought she was back at Royal Law University.
She felt as if she were still Alain, still that college student who raced her wheelchair around campus every day and occasionally covered for her teacher. Isabel and Lily would take her for walks around campus, the sunlight appearing warm and lazy.
Alain, sitting in her wheelchair, would narrow her eyes and bask in the sun. The shy Isabel would then paint Alain. From the bright noon to the twilight after the rain.
And when she had free time, she could discuss daily life with her friends. Chatting about gossip between people, laughing and fooling around with each other. She could go to the library anytime and read books without a care, occasionally attending an event and returning to find people crowding around, full of admiration and envy.
At that time, Alain had even planned to play ball with her classmates once she no longer needed to use a wheelchair for disguise. This was a memory from her middle school days, before Alain awakened her past life memories—and Alain had never participated in any team sports in this era.
…And now, that kind of life was gone forever.

Gazing at the students, Alistair became somewhat lost.
Now Alain was the Pope, and the separated Alistair had become a significant figure. In another month, the Fallen Heavenly Envoy would descend upon the world… and during this time, the birth of new Heavenly Envoys would become increasingly frequent. This would be followed by continuous falls of Heavenly Envoys, and the entire world would descend into chaos.
The era of peace was gone forever.
At first, she had only intended to travel for a bit and study in the Church…
As a result, Alain’s carefree student life, along with the youth she had regained in this lifetime, came to an end.
At this moment, the hole in the sky opened by the King of the Wild Hunt had already closed again.
The cold snow still covered the land. However, it would no longer accumulate into a thick layer—the vibrant life force filling the land around the Spirit Tower was enough to melt the snow. But this also made the surrounding air even more bitterly cold.

At this time, Albert Lore hesitated as he approached.
He seemed to have just heard… Alistair’s prayer to [Alain].
He was very concerned about that matter and wanted to inquire about the situation. Even though she was an ultimate expert who could kill the first generation Red Phase in a short time, the extremely dangerous Child of the Moon was also dangerous.
“Hello…”
As Albert spoke, the Lich and Vice Principal Adolf turned their heads to look at him. Being stared at meaningfully by the two direct leaders made Albert’s heart skip a beat—the words that had not yet been spoken were forcefully swallowed back.
As the first student to dare approach her, Alistair did not show any distant attitude towards him.
Alistair, who had been gazing at the crowd, spoke again… her tone was much gentler and more amiable than during the battle.
Alistair extended her hand, her finger raised to her lips as a gesture for silence.
She smiled at Albert, then clasped her hands together: “I’m sorry… it’s not that we can’t chat. Can we find a place to eat first?
“My stomach… is a little hungry. Shall we chat while we eat?”
This was not an excuse.
After Alistair left Star Antinomy, she spent three nights at Avalon. One night was spent resting in the Silver and Tin Hall, two nights were spent sealing the King of the Wild Hunt, and then she spent more than half a day flying back on a spiritual Pegasus.
At this moment, Alistair had not eaten for more than twenty-four hours.
“…Are you going to eat me?”
Albert’s face showed horror.
Mentioning the Child of the Moon made him think of cannibalism.
Aurora behind him couldn’t help but step forward. Although very afraid, she quietly said, “If you’re going to eat, then eat me… I should be more delicious than senior brother…”
Selene’s gaze immediately sharpened.
Who else wants a piece of this?
“Normal eating and drinking is fine… take me to your cafeteria, okay?”
Alistair was somewhat helpless.
The effect of the Paradise of the Complete Man was still in effect. As a Child of the Moon… she no longer felt the desire for hunger. Her mood had also become peaceful.
But rather than hunger, it was a feeling of nostalgia.
She simply wanted to eat in the cafeteria with these students.
As if she were still young—
…Even though Alain was only eighteen years old.
(End of this chapter)