FFF Class Auto Hero: The Weakest Class Turned Out To Be The Strongest?-Chapter 42: Whispers Beneath The Moon Part Two [Gift Bonus]

Guardian’s voice stirred within his consciousness.

『You have glimpsed their fate. The original path led to their demise in an imminent attack. However, your decision to answer Queen Seraphyne’s prayer and involve yourself in their future has altered their destiny. The visions of their adulthood reflect the new trajectory you have set.』

’So... a god’s involvement can do that much to a mortal?’

『Why do you think in times of great peril, mortals tend to pray? Because they know only the divine possess the means to save them from a fate beyond them.』

Lunareio’s hooded gaze flickered, a faint frown tugging at his lips as he processed what he had just heard. The twins, oblivious to his moment of disorientation, continued to beam at him, their tails still wagging.

Sylvara tugged at Lysira’s sleeve, whispering loudly, "He likes our names! Think he’ll stay, Lysi?"

Lysira nodded vigorously, her sketchbook nearly slipping from her grasp. "Aye, he’s gotta! He’s a god, Syl!"

Lunareio smiled as he said, "You have bright futures ahead of you."

They both simply grinned.

Elyndra, standing a step behind, watched the exchange warily, her protective instincts still on edge, while Queen Seraphyne, still kneeling, wiped tears from her cheeks, her amber eyes fixed on Lunareio with gratitude.

Lunareio’s gaze shifted from the exuberant twins, Sylvara and Lysira, to their elder sister, Elyndra, who stood a step behind, her silver braid glinting in the moonlight and her amber eyes narrowed with cautious scrutiny.

The blue lilies of Moonshadow Grove cast their sapphire glow around her, but something else caught his attention—a radiant, pulsing light emanating from her abdomen, where her soul resided.

It wasn’t soulflare, the familiar essence he had consumed before.

This was different, purer, a shimmering silver that seemed to hum... something only he could hear, distinct from the chaotic swirl of dreams or mortal vitality.

’What is that?’ Lunareio wondered, his hooded gaze lingering as he tilted his head slightly, intrigued.

Before he could ponder further, the Moon God System stirred within his mind as it spoke.

⫷『Divine Avatar candidate detected.』⫸

Lunareio’s brows furrowed beneath his hood, a question forming, but before he could ask, a new window flickered to life in his consciousness with a detailed description.

⫷『Beyond the desperate wishes of mortals, not all are born equal. Regardless of bloodline or race, souls never possess the same shape or purity, molded by the strings of fate’s intricate weave. You have encountered a mortal worthy of being your Divine Avatar—a being capable of bearing fragments of your Authority without being overwhelmed. Such a soul is rare, its resonance aligned with your divine essence, allowing you to share power, knowledge, or will, forging a bond that transcends mortal limitations.』⫸

Lunareio’s eyes widened slightly, the faint glow of his cosmic blue irises intensifying as he studied Elyndra again. The radiant light from her abdomen pulsed softly, as if responding to his gaze, a silent confirmation of the system’s words.

Elyndra, as Lunareio saw, kept a protective eye on her younger sisters, who were still chattering excitedly at Lunareio’s feet.

Sylvara tugged at Lysira’s sleeve, her tail wagging. "Think he’ll teach us somethin’ godly, Lysi? Like makin’ moonbeams?"

Lysira nodded, her sketchbook clutched tightly. "Aye, or maybe he’ll let me draw him! He’s all glowy!"

Lunareio raised a hand. "Elyndra, step forward, child."

Sylvara and Lysira, still buzzing with excitement, turned to their elder sister with impish grins. "Go on, Ely!" Sylvara teased, her tail wagging.

"Don’t be a scaredy pup!"

"Aye, get over it!" Lysira chimed in, clutching her sketchbook as she giggled. "He’s nice!"

Elyndra shot them a withering glare, her amber eyes flashing, but she squared her shoulders and stepped forward.

Her leather tunic creaked softly as she knelt before Lunareio, bowing her head, her silver braid brushing the ground.

Lunareio knelt to her level, his white hair spilling over his shoulders as he placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. "You are special, Elyndra," he said, his voice warm but carrying a weight that made the air hum.

"A soul rare and radiant, chosen by the stars themselves."

Queen Seraphyne, still kneeling nearby, lifted her tear-streaked face, her amber eyes wide with curiosity. "My lord," she ventured, her voice trembling with awe, "what do you mean by this?"

Lunareio rose, his lips curving into a serene smile as he glanced at the queen.

"I wish for this child to be my eyes and ears in this land," he said. "She shall be the vessel of my will, a beacon to guide your people under my light."

Seraphyne’s face lit up with pride, her hands clasping tightly as she gazed at her eldest daughter, her heart swelling with honor. "Oh, my Elyndra..." she whispered, her voice thick with emotion.

Elyndra raised her head, a look of determination and uncertainty. "What... what does that mean, my lord?"

Lunareio’s smile softened, his hooded gaze warm. "It means, child, that you wilt be close to me. Together, we shall protect your people, ensuring no shadow falls upon the Silverclaw Kin again."

Elyndra’s eyes searched his shadowed face, then she nodded firmly.

"I understand, my lord," she said.

At that moment, the Moon God System stirred, a prompt flickering in Lunareio’s mind.

⫷『Register Elyndra Lunaris as Divine Avatar? Y/N』⫸

"Yes," Lunareio murmured, his voice barely audible.

A soft hum filled the air, and Elyndra’s body began to glow, a radiant silver light emanating from her core, spreading outward like a star igniting.

Sylvara and Lysira gasped, their amber eyes wide with awe. "She’s lightin’ up like a bonfire!" Sylvara squealed, her tail wagging furiously.

"Look, Lysi! She’s all glowy!" Lysira added, clutching her sketchbook as she bounced on her toes.

The glow intensified, then slowly subsided, revealing Elyndra’s new appearance.

Delicate white markings, like intricate lunar runes, now traced across her bronzed skin, curling over her arms and neck.

Her amber eyes had shifted to a cosmic blue, swirling with starlight, and streaks of her silver braid had turned pure white, shimmering in the moonlight.

She exhaled shakily, her hands flexing as she felt the new power coursing through her.

Queen Seraphyne rose to her feet, her hands clasped over her heart, tears of pride streaming down her face.

Lunareio rose to his full height, his hooded gaze swept over Queen Seraphyne, Elyndra, and the twins, Sylvara and Lysira, who stood in awe.

"I believe I have made my will known, so I shall depart," Lunareio said.

He turned to Queen Seraphyne. "Hear me, Matriarch of the Silverclaw Kin: all beast kin shall one day be united. On that day, the moon shall burn crimson, and the chains of oppression will shatter like glass. From every corner of the land, your people will rise, their howls echoing as one, and no kingdom shall dare stand against their might. Until that dawn, build a temple in my honor, a sanctuary where my light may guide and protect you all."

Seraphyne clasped her hands tightly as she bowed her head. "We shall do so with pleasure, my lord," she vowed. "Your temple will stand as a beacon for all beast kin, a testament to your radiant mercy."

Lunareio’s lips curved into a serene smile. "I shall look forward to it, then," he said as he turned, his robes swaying as he began to walk away. As he moved, his body shimmered, dissolving into particles of silver light that sparkled like stardust, scattering into the night air.

The glow lingered briefly, illuminating the grove before fading, leaving only the faint hum of his presence.

Seraphyne and her daughters stood in silence, the weight of the prophecy and the god’s visitation settling over them. Elyndra touched the new markings on her skin, her cosmic blue eyes reflecting the moonlight, while Sylvara and Lysira whispered excitedly about whether he might ever play with them.

The queen’s heart swelled with hope, her gaze fixed on the spot where Lunareio had vanished, the blue lilies glowing brighter as if they too were excited for the promise of a united future.