All Chapters of Rise of Aretian: The Roman War Priest: Chapter 101
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Chapter 101: Newlyweds
“Is mithril… really that big of a deal?”Ares Valen asked the question without mockery, without pride. There was no hidden meaning behind it. He was simply curious.For all the power he now held, for all the battles he had fought and kingdoms he had shaken, there were still things in this world that felt distant to him. He had not been born here. He had not grown up listening to fireside tales about ancient metals or legendary forges. Some knowledge that others treated as obvious still felt vague in his mind.Mithril was one of those things.He knew it was rare. He knew it was valuable. He knew it was powerful.But how rare? How valuable? How powerful?The answer was written on the faces around him the moment the words left his mouth.The atmosphere changed instantly.Gedesden froze where he stood.Not just him. Emias stopped moving. Cassimo turned slowly. Even the guards nearby stiffened. Every pair of eyes shifted toward Ares Valen as if he had just questioned the laws of nature.Fo
Chapter 102: Desecration
Bang.The wooden door flew open and slammed hard against the wall. The sound ripped through the quiet room and shattered the calm of the night.Litixia froze.She had been standing near the window, her thoughts drifting, when the noise snapped her back to reality. Pale corridor light spilled through the glass, outlining her figure in soft shadows. Her long blood red hair fell loosely down her back, vivid and untamed, like wine spilled carelessly over dark fabric. The black gauze dress clung to her body, hiding very little. Her pale neck flowed into gentle curves the cloth barely concealed. One leg rested slightly forward, relaxed, her bare foot just touching the floor.She turned.The moment she saw him, her heart sank.The man standing in the doorway was not the one she had been waiting for.It was Ares Valen.His eyes were red. Not from exhaustion, but bloodshot and unfocused, burning with something raw and unfamiliar. For a brief moment, Litixia could not connect the man before her
Chapter 103: The Seeds of Evil
“Ah… don’t… please…”The sounds barely held together as they escaped Litixia’s throat. They were weak, broken, almost torn apart by fear. Each word came out rough and strained, as if speaking alone was hurting her. These were not sounds meant to seduce or invite. They were the kind that surfaced only when terror had nowhere left to hide. The kind that slipped out when someone was drowning inside a nightmare and could not wake up.Ares Valen did not respond.He did not slow.He did not pause.Perhaps he truly did not hear her. Or perhaps something far worse had happened. Perhaps the sounds reached his ears but no longer meant anything at all.He moved like a machine whose restraints had been ripped away. There was no rhythm to his actions, no restraint holding him back. He simply moved forward again and again, driven by something violent and blind. Tenderness had vanished. Hesitation had vanished. Even awareness seemed to have disappeared.Only force remained.Something ancient and mer
Chapter 104: Chris
Firelight flickered against the stone walls, rising and falling like a living thing. In that restless glow, Ares Valen’s body burned red, flushed so deeply it looked almost fevered. Sweat coated his skin, catching the light as it slid along the hard lines of his muscles. His frame still gleamed with strength, tight and honed, as if the heat itself had shaped him.The air around him felt heavy. Hot. Each breath seemed to carry the weight of his presence, thick with heat and something far more dangerous. It was not subtle. Nothing about him was. Standing near him felt like standing too close to an open flame, drawn in even as instinct warned of the danger.His movements were relentless.Each powerful motion came down like rain pounding against a storm-swollen sea. Again and again, rising and crashing, never gentle, never slow. Litihia had stopped reacting long ago. Her body lay limp beneath him, breath faint and uneven, consciousness already gone. She was no longer a participant, only s
Chapter 105: Confession
The firelan leaves were dry and fragile, crumbling slightly between Ares Valen’s fingers as he worked. He wrapped them carefully in thin hemp paper, twisting the ends with practiced movements. When he was finished, it barely resembled a cigarette.Barely.It was not something made for pleasure. There was nothing indulgent about it. It existed because he needed it to exist.Night after night, he refined the process. Sometimes the roll was too loose and burned away too quickly. Sometimes it was too tight and refused to draw. More than once, the heat scorched his fingers. He never reacted. Pain like that barely registered anymore.At the beginning, he had hesitated.In his previous life, smoking had nearly taken everything from him.A severe lung disease had pushed him to the edge of death. Doctors had warned him again and again. Cigarettes had been one of the main reasons. He understood the damage better than most people ever would. He knew how quietly destructive it was, how patiently
Chapter 106: Divine Soul
Ares Valen had not slept.Not in any way that truly mattered.The night had passed in broken pieces. Short moments of stillness followed by restless thoughts. Shallow breaths that never settled into rhythm. The lingering taste of decisions left unfinished, hanging at the edge of his mind like unanswered questions.By the time dawn finally arrived, he was already standing beneath the open sky.The first light broke through the clouds slowly, staining them with soft shades of rose and gold. The sun rose with hesitation, as though uncertain whether it should reveal itself so fully. It reminded Ares of a timid young girl peeking out from behind a door, curious about the world but not yet brave enough to step into it.Warmth spread across the land.The mist from the night before retreated, dissolving under the sun’s quiet insistence. A gentle breeze followed, steady and calm, gliding over the surface of the Lannon River. The water caught the light and scattered it into long, wavering bands
Chapter 107: The Second Wave of Attacks
“Combat mode activated…”“Commander mode activated…”“General’s armor activated…”The voice echoed inside Ares Valen’s mind, flat and mechanical, without the slightest hint of concern. It did not care about pain. It did not acknowledge fear. Blood, broken bones, exhaustion, none of it mattered to that voice.And at this moment, neither did it matter to him.Ares Valen did not hesitate.There was no pause, no sharp intake of breath, no internal debate. The instant the final syllable faded, brilliant white light burst outward from his body, swallowing him whole. It was not gentle, nor was it graceful. The light flared violently, sharp enough to force nearby soldiers to turn away.The imperial crown on his head shattered first, breaking apart into countless fragments of light. The ceremonial robes followed, unraveling thread by thread before dissolving completely, like ash carried off by a strong wind.Something far heavier replaced them.Piece by piece, a full suit of gilded general’s p
Chapter 108: Imperial Mammoth
A mammoth was not simply large.Size alone did not explain it.A mammoth was violence shaped into flesh, patience hardened into muscle, and ancient rage pressed into bone. The kind of creature that did not need to announce its danger because its presence did that for it.At first glance, someone careless might mistake it for an ordinary elephant. That mistake would last only a heartbeat. Look again and the truth revealed itself fast. The tusks were too long, stretching far beyond anything nature should have allowed. They curved upward in cruel arcs, like crescent blades carved from bone and iron. The skull rose unnaturally high, heavy and dominant, giving the head a brutal authority. Its spine bent into a deep hunch, as though centuries of battle had pressed down upon it.From the side, its back formed the highest point of its body before dropping sharply toward the rear. A deep hollow sat at the base of its neck, as if something immense had once rested there and never fully left.Thi
Chapter 109 : Soul-Piercing Wound
“Ah!”The scream that tore out of Theo Barroman’s throat did not sound human anymore.It was jagged and broken, dragged up from somewhere deep and unwilling, like an animal realizing too late that it had already been caught. The sound ripped through the battlefield, harsh enough to make ears ache and nerves tighten. Even veterans who had survived countless wars felt their spines stiffen when they heard it.Green, mottled blood erupted into the air and splattered across the massive skull of the Imperial Mammoth beneath him. It ran in thick streaks over iron plating and coarse hide, steaming faintly as it fell.A soul was not flesh.Flesh could endure pain. It could adapt. A body might survive cuts, burns, even the loss of a limb if fate allowed it. Soldiers learned to grit their teeth and push forward. But a soul did not work that way.A soul had no protection.Even the smallest wound was enough to expose it completely. No numbness followed. No delay. Only agony, instant and absolute,
Chapter 110 : The Dragon Banner Imperial Guard
Black and white wisps drifted through the air, thin and wavering, like the final remnants of a dream that refused to disappear. They moved without sound, curling gently as they floated closer, until they slipped into Lord Arven’s body through his nose and ears. A moment later, they were gone, as if something far deeper than flesh had swallowed them whole.The instant the faint glow vanished, Emperor Ares Valen felt his world collapse.Pain exploded inside his skull.It felt as though his head had been torn open from the inside, split apart by an unseen force. A deafening roar filled his mind, so loud it drowned out every other sound. His body convulsed violently. Muscles locked. His vision blurred. It was as if lightning had struck him again and again, each strike tearing through bone and nerve.Blood surged through the veins at his temples, pounding so hard it felt like his head might burst. The pain was not shallow. It did not remain in his body alone. It climbed upward from somewhe