Chapter 43: Chapter 43
Chapter 43: The Performance Begins! My Wife Is Just Reading a Book!
Mophis felt like she was about to go insane.
She watched as, in less than half an hour, the players used the glowing 【Moonlight Stones】 and the star-radiating 【Stardust Wood】 to construct a stage between her and the Dragon King, one filled with simple yet ethereal beauty.
At the center of the stage stood a small recitation platform, just large enough to hold one person seated upright in dignity.
Opposite her, a hundred meters away, was a slightly larger ceremonial viewing stand, carved from a single block of obsidian—this was the “audience seat” prepared for the Dragon King.
Soft magical beams of light replaced the previously glaring spotlights. They fell like true moonlight from the sky, enveloping the stage in a hazy, tranquil halo.
From dozens of bards came the harmonized 《Meditation Under the Moonlight》, flowing across the desolate wasteland, its deep and lingering notes seeming to cleanse all distracting thoughts.
The entire scene brimmed with an indescribable sense of ritual and artistry.
If not for knowing this was a wager between life and death, Mophis might have thought she had come to attend some refined outdoor poetry recital.
“Wife! I brought the book!”
Just as her thoughts drifted astray, a thief player with the ID 【Ghost Shadow Gale】 appeared like a phantom behind her, carefully handing over a book so ancient it seemed beyond time itself.
The book had no ornate cover—only yellowed, unknown beast hide stitched crudely together. The edges of its pages were worn and crumbling, as if the slightest touch would turn them to dust.
【You have obtained the special item: 《The First Song》】
【Description: An ancient tome that no one can understand, inscribed with the long-lost ‘Primordial Tongue.’ It seems… it is not merely a book.】
Mophis took the book. To her surprise, its touch felt warm, not like a dead object, but like holding a piece of jade with life in it.
She opened the pages and saw what they called the “Primordial Tongue.”
They were patterns—formed by dots of light and lines—shifting constantly, filled with profound rhythm and mystery.
The patterns seemed alive, flowing, merging, transforming before her gaze, as though conveying some cosmic truth.
“This… how the hell am I supposed to read this?”
Her mind went completely blank.
She didn’t recognize a single character!
How was she supposed to read it? Should she start beatboxing on stage?
“Wife, you can do it! We believe in you!”
The thief 【Ghost Shadow Gale】 looked at her with eyes full of worship and fervor before vanishing again like a shadow.
What exactly are you believing in?!
That I can decipher an alien language lost for billions of years on the spot?!
Mophis felt like crying.
She had the impulse to run straight to Ignis and say, “I give up. Just eat me and make it quick.”
Around her stood tens of thousands of players, who had worked tirelessly for her sake, all gazing at her with trust and expectation. She knew there was no retreat.
“There’s no way back now… so let’s do this!”
With gritted teeth, Mophis hugged the “heavenly scripture” and stepped slowly onto the recitation platform crafted for her.
Imitating the dignified bearing of noble ladies from ancient dramas, she knelt gracefully on the cushion made from 【Cloud Cotton】.
The moment she sat down, all the lights and all the music seemed to find their core.
The aura of the stage instantly became whole and harmonious.
On the viewing stand, Ignis narrowed her golden eyes.
She stared at the girl sitting quietly under the moonlight with an ancient tome in her hands, her curiosity reaching its peak.
The players, too, fell into complete stillness.
They ceased their noise and chatter, gazing almost devoutly at their “Goddess.”
They knew—this was the moment to witness a miracle.
Mophis drew in a deep breath and gently placed 《The First Song》 on the recitation platform before her.
She stared at the shifting, rune-like diagrams and felt as though her brain was about to crash like an overworked computer.
Impossible to read. Completely impossible.
She couldn’t just sit there in silence!
Pretend that “Two Tigers” was some ancient ballad?
No, too stupid. She’d be exposed instantly.
As her panic reached its peak, she suddenly remembered a property of her “Decisive Weapon.”
【Holy Light Affinity: The wearer gains extremely high affinity with light and life elements. All light-based and healing spell effects increased by 200%…】
Affinity with light elements…
And the diagrams on the book were also made of “dots and lines of light.”
Could there… be a connection?
A bold idea burst into her mind.
If she couldn’t read it, then could she sense it?
Use spiritual power to touch the patterns, to see what they really were?
A desperate gamble, but worth trying!
Mophis closed her eyes, gathering every ounce of her spiritual power, and cautiously reached toward the simplest diagram on the page—one formed of a single point of light.
The instant her spirit touched that point—
A resonance echoed in her very soul, a sound ethereal and ancient, as if from the dawn of creation itself!
Then, an unimaginably vast torrent of information surged into her mind through her spirit!
It wasn’t words. It wasn’t sound.
It was the transmission of pure “meaning.”
She saw the birth of the very first “light” in the chaos of nothingness.
She heard that light’s first cry in endless darkness—the joyful call of “existence.”
The single point of light carried the meaning: 【Light】!
It was as though a new door had opened in Mophis’s mind.
This was not a book at all!
It was… the source code of the world!
A creation hymn written in the most fundamental “rules.”
And she, thanks to her BUG-like ability 【Holy Light Affinity】… could read it!
A wave of unprecedented clarity surged in her chest.
She no longer needed to “read” or “understand.”
She only needed to act as a “messenger,” to use her voice to express what she perceived.
Thus, under the gaze of Ignis and tens of thousands of players, Mophis slowly opened her eyes.
Her silver pupils shimmered with the birth and death of countless stars, so deep that a single glance could drown the soul. Read complete versıon only at ⓝovelFire.net
She slowly parted her lips.
An ethereal, ancient syllable—belonging to no language of this world—flowed from her lips.
At that instant, the entire world fell silent.
Then, all the magical light pillars conjured by mage players lost control, bursting into pure, milky-white light elements, surging toward Mophis as if summoned by their sovereign!
The brilliance was blinding!
Mophis’s figure was wrapped in endless holy light, as though she herself had become the source of all radiance—divine beyond bearing.
《The First Song》 trembled, its pages flipping wildly of their own accord.
One by one, the profound Primordial Tongue diagrams flew out, transforming into golden runes that circled Mophis, dancing, spinning, chanting!
This was no longer a “miracle.”
This was the domain where words became law—the realm of gods!
Mophis herself was stunned.
All she had done was “translate” the concept of “light” into the closest Latin syllable she could recall from her past life!
How did it cause this much commotion?!
But there was no turning back. She could only steel herself and continue “translating.”
Her spirit swept over the second diagram—woven from countless lines, symbolizing “life.”
She spoke again, in that ancient, holy cadence.
At her words, the barren ground around the stage bloomed with life. With visible speed, dead grass revived, sprouting, budding, and bursting into small glowing flowers!
A rich aura of life spread outward like a tidal wave!
The players were dumbstruck.
Mouths hung open, they stared at the myth-like sight, forgetting even to breathe.
On the viewing stand, for the first time, Ignis’s face—always haughty and disdainful—was shaken, utterly shaken.
She shot up from her seat, golden eyes locked on the girl wrapped in holy light and life, her gaze surging with a tempest.
“Primordial Tongue… words becoming law…”