The Max Level Hero Has Returned!

Feeling fascinated, Davey looked for the boy’s pulse. He soon frowned, feeling the Zzz monster approaching. He was so drowsy that he couldn’t sit upright, and this had never happened before. He hadn’t even metamorphosed yet.

-Davey? Davey!

When Perserque shouted his name, Davey’s eyes snapped back open and he stood up. He tried to move, but simply collapsed onto the ground.

‘The Zzz monster provides such relaxation and warmth…’

Then, Davey felt a unique and mysterious kind of holy power surrounding his body.

‘Oh, this… I think I know what this is. It came to me without any warning.’

There was only one being in the world who could activate a higher level of holy power that was denser than normal.

* * *

Toot! Toot toot! Toot to todo toot!

Trumpets were being played, accompanied by the comforting scene of a beautiful sunset. One could see a staircase leading up to the sky, with a shining white door at the end of it.

“It’s so cliché to have a staircase to heaven,” Davey mumbled with a frown. He rubbed his temples.

‘This is why you should be careful and avoid stepping on mines.’

The appearance of Mu-Hyuk, who was probably a dimension-traveler, had been manipulated by divine will.

The beautiful sound of trumpets could charm regular people, but not Davey. It wasn’t completely new to him, since he had come here once when he had first touched on his holy power.

Swoosh…

“I knew it.” Davey raised his head with a cold expression, looking at the five or six mysterious figures who approached him from the great, white light on the staircase’s highest level. They looked like angels, but they did not have a halo like Rinne, who was the Lion of God. They also didn’t have facial features, but still looked like they were approaching Davey with a smile.

The mysterious figures moved very slowly; they were the embodiment of holiness. Then, the angel who came near Davey reached out and gently, carefully put its hand on his head.

Whoosh… As a warm rush of holy power surrounded Davey, part of his frozen holy power began to vibrate and awaken. He also felt something strange in his hand, a glowing pebble that wasn’t there before. He looked down and saw the small, shining pebble in his grip.

Whooosh

!!! At the same time, Davey’s thready consciousness became distorted and burst through the calmness.

“Huff… Puff…” Davey’s breathing was rough, like he had held his breath for a long time. He simply stared into space, then his hand, without even thinking about catching his breath. In his hand was a pebble emitting a very mysterious energy that he had never seen before.

-Davey! What happened?! You suddenly fainted!

Perserque shouted in bewilderment.

“It’s come to the point where I’m receiving God,” Davey murmured in a daze. He was in a complete trance, one that was entirely different from the one he had achieved with Saintess Daphne’s help. Perhaps that explained his drowsiness.

* * *

Davey felt heavy, like he had sprinted hundreds of kilometers at maximum speed. Perserque asked again if he was okay, but all he wanted to do right now was go to sleep.

-Davey? Davey!

‘I’m sorry, but give me five more minutes. And then, after those five minutes, give me ten hours.’

Perserque scoffed and sighed; perhaps Davey had accidentally voiced his thoughts out loud.

-…Alright. Sweet dreams.

Perserque could not take her eyes off of Davey even as she was pulling him to his bed.

‘They say the heaviest thing in the world are your eyelids.’

Davey, who was deep asleep, felt like it had been a long time since he had such a good rest. He only got up when it was sunrise the next day.

-Are you finally awake?

“How long was I asleep?”

-About eight hours.

Davey thought for a little bit, then nodded. “I lost two hours.”

‘I was going to sleep for exactly ten hours.’

-Stop joking around and tell me about that thing in your hand.

Perseque seemingly cared more about the thing in Davey’s hand than the receival of God or the trance Davey had spoken about before falling asleep.

“Um… Well, this is…”

Only after Perserque mentioned it was Davey able to notice the pebble in his hand and examine it. All he wanted to do was to abandon everything and sleep when he had woken up from the dream, but he did feel unexpectedly better after a long rest.

“It’s not mana, nor is it holy power. It’s not devil mana either.”

Then, was it the spirits?

‘It’s not spirits either.’

The small pebble was slightly smaller than Davey’s palm, but its surface had hard edges unlike regular pebbles. It shone, as if burning on the inside.

“It’ll make a good lamp… Maybe a night lamp or something.”

-Nonsense. The power contained within is too great for such a trivial use.

It was just as Perserque said.

Davey stopped being playful, then silently glared at the pebble. Then, he executed the best solution for this situation: the authority of the Abyss.

Bleep!

‘The best solution for an unknown situation is the Abyss’ Wikipedia.’

[Remaining Spark]

[Sacred Item]

[One-time revival when activator’s body is destroyed.]

[1 time remaining.]

[Special condition – only available for use when in battle with being higher than transcendental beings; will automatically be activated.]

“Oh, um… Well…”

-A sacred item?

“A sacred item is a gift from God that they grant to a human they like…”

‘But it’s not something that is easily given away.’

Davey knew this for a fact. The Bible stated that the Life Stone the second saintess had was something of this sort. The Bible also said that the divine will, which looked favorably upon the prayers of thousands of people, had given it to her through her dreams. The gift had power that had been concentrated over one hundred days.

A sacred item was something unexplainable with common knowledge, and this amazing object was created by a large whirlpool of power, the divine well.

To be honest, even Davey was astonished at the things that this pebble called the Remaining Spark could do. Although its use was only limited to fighting something higher than transcendental beings, it was a great boon to have another life… Then, Davey abruptly stopped everything he was doing.

“Kang Mu-Hyuk. Where is this ass?” Feeling his blood run cold, Davey instantly got up and ran to the room where Mu-Hyuk should’ve been sleeping. He saw a completely empty room, and slapped his forehead. “Wow, this…”

Davey felt like he had been stabbed in the back big-time. He asked a maid who was close by, “Excuse me.”

“Yes?”

“What happened to the guy who was in here?”

One of the maids tilted her head in confusion, “I am sorry, Your Highness. I do not understand…”

“The guy who has been sleeping here for the past few days.”

“I’m sorry… This room has been empty for the past few days.”

-Oh my, they don’t remember?

‘It’s not that they don’t remember, but he probably didn’t exist for them at all.’

It seemed Kang Mu-Hyuk wasn’t some guy who had traveled dimensions and had come from Earth, but a fake person made to bring Davey into a holy dream. Davey had unknowingly gained access to the dream by touching Mu-Hyuk, and there was nothing better to attract Davey’s attention than bringing someone from his past life.

“Man, I do serve this God, but she is absolutely unbelievable.”

-You’re going to be punished by God if you keep acting like that.

“I don’t care. This isn’t a joke.”

Davey was someone who had received God’s curiosity and attention; he could receive God’s love but not God’s sacrifice. As such, he could not expect God’s consideration. This was the one and only weak spot sort of thing that he had engraved in his mind when he was training his holy magic with Daphne, the first saintess.

The story that a person who had devoted their entire life to God found a sacred ground when they met and followed the deceased Lion of God was a famous story in the Bible. This was no different from what Davey had experienced. He couldn’t shake off the thought that he was given these occurrences too generously even though these were difficult for devout people of the Holy Empire to even experience once in their lifetime.

“Why is she supporting me this much?” Davey was a little worried, but it wasn’t a loss considering the outcome. He muttered, “A newly obtained item is always welcome!”

Davey stared at the bed.

‘It was only yesterday that a boy in middle school slept here;’

“Except for you.”

Without hesitation, Davey decided to forget about Kang Mu-Hyuk. He wanted to avoid having another holy dream as it drained him completely.

* * *

The holy dream’s aftermath felt like a hangover, but it disappeared completely like it had never happened on the next day. Davey couldn’t remember the strange feeling, which was fully gone, even if he wanted to, but it had definitely happened as he had something that was granted to him by God and was the evidence of having a holy dream.

As Davey was lightly throwing the Remaining Spark up and down, Winley stared at it in fascination.

“It’s like watching a warm fire; small, but warm…” Winley lost a little focus in her eyes as she trailed off.

‘They did say that sacred items naturally enchant people..’

Davey immediately pushed the Remaining Spark into his expansion pouch. As he snapped his fingers in front of Winley’s face, she snapped out of it and her eyes began shining again.

“Ha?! What was I doing?” Davey kind of felt like he should keep this to himself.

‘What should I do with this white elephant…?’

Scouring through his thoughts, Davey remembered something he had overheard from Odin, his magic teacher.

“Wait, I can die and then be revived? Without any limitations?”

This meant that he could alter his body however he wanted. Davey widened his eyes.