Molek at night, looking down on the city at night from the top of the tallest building in town, five stories high.
　It looked as if we were having a revelry at the top of the tower, with lights everywhere in the city we looked down on from our room.

　They were lampposts set with my moonflower, an invention of Howe's.
　It has made the city brighter and more populated.

　At night the city is even livelier than it is during the day, and tourists come from all over the world to see the bustle of Molech the Palace of the Nightless City.

It's like a festival.

　My father, who is with me, murmured his thoughts while looking at the scene below.
　Yes, a festival. Just as he had said, it was like a big annual festival.

　The difference is that this is something we do every day.
　It's a common sight for Morek.

You're right, Alec, the city has been rebuilt in one fell swoop. No, it's not.
No?
The world has changed.

　You spoke forcefully and without a trace of hesitation.

"We rewrote history. Well, that's no matter to Alec.
"Too much praise, father.
That's not true. When future generations look back on history, they will definitely say that this moment was a turning point in history--no, wait.

　Halfway through, Dad held out his hand.
　The gesture alone seems to stop me, but in fact, I'm unilaterally stopping your father from speaking.

　You hold out your hand while pinching your chin with your other hand, thinking, father.
　What are you thinking about?　If you're wondering

This is the extent of what Alec will continue to do. Then won't this be a watershed in history?　I can only summarize that the very birth of Alec has already changed history.

　My father was always my father.

"Alec, you're a sinful man.
"Yes?
"Don't pick on the historians too much.
"That's why you lift too much, father.

　I smiled at that of my father, but I let it slide as it always did.
　For a while, while you and Father were looking at the cityscape, one of my maids came in.

"Master, Grand Master,
What's going on?
"From Your Majesty to Your Master

　The maid said and held out the sealed envelope to me.
　I pulled out the contents of the envelope and read it, thinking that it was unusual for Eliza to do this.

"What?
"He's coming to Molek's town tomorrow. He wants me to show him around.
Your Majesty is coming...

　I nodded.
　Never one to waste words, father, I understood everything in a split second.

　Not a burglar Eliza or a maid Eliza.

　To contact me like this, to ask me to show you around.
　I'm coming as Elisabeth Shih-Forsize, Emperor.

　　　　　.

　The next night, the entrance to the city of Molech

　In the background, the city of Molek is as bright as in the daytime, and the inhabitants, tourists and onlookers are gathered in large numbers.
　Ahead, a portable shrine guarded by the imperial guards, and the emperor riding on it are coming towards you.

　It is solemn and majestic.
　The emperor's troops are right in front of the city and then they stop their advance.
　I stepped forward to the front of the palanquin and bowed on one knee, following the etiquette.

"I've been expecting you, Your Majesty.
"Raise your head, Sir Alexander. Unlike the lowly ones, there is no need for the Lord to hang his head.
"Grateful happiness

　So far, so routine.
　I will act in a civilized manner and Eliza will tell me I don't have to, and I will return the favor with gratitude and happiness.

　If you're in emperor mode, this procedure is necessary.

　Meanwhile, Eliza got off the palanquin.
　Dressed in her emperor's uniform, she walks on her own two feet and comes in front of me.

"Lead on, Sir Alexander, and show me your light.

　An onlooker behind me buzzed.
　Your light, your phrasing caused people to groan and let out a faint cheer.

　I led Eliza into the city like a waiter in a restaurant.
　A crowd of onlookers breaks in, and I walk with Eliza through the crowd.

　Eliza keeps her imperial dignity intact as she walks along, looking out at the castle of Morek.

　It's slower than a normal walk.
　Maybe it's to preserve his dignity, or maybe it's because he's watching so closely.
　Or maybe it's to show the people the emperor.

　Eliza walked about half as fast as she normally did.
　Eventually, when she had traveled about 100 meters down the main street, Eliza stopped.

"That's great, Sir Alexander. This is now a new world, an earthly paradise.

　The faint cheers grew louder.
　Excitement, too, was mixed in.



　The emperor, who is nothing but a heavenly dweller to his people, is praising the city they live in.
　No wonder they're excited.

"So it's the power of the Lord.

　Eliza approached one of the lampposts and gently touched the pillar and looked up at the light.

Thank God for happiness.
Have you named this one yet?
"Name, is it?

　I feel struck by Eliza's question.

　A streetlight is a lamppost, and it never occurred to me to name it.
　I answered honestly.

"No, not yet, sir.
I see, then I'll give you a name.

　The excitement and cheers got a little louder again.
　The very act of naming it, just as I had done before, has meaning.
　Even if it doesn't have physical power, it adds authority, more than enough of a foil.

　That is what naming by the emperor is all about.

"I thank you, Your Majesty, for your intentions.
"National Father Light, no, it's hard . Alexander ...... long.

　After mumbling something, Eliza looked me straight in the face and let out a half-declarative statement: "Alec's light, then?

"Alec's light, how about that?
"Your Majesty, it's ......

　Scowling.
　That's embarrassing.

"I hear you released it.
No, it was the guy I asked--
"Do you know about Emperor Kars?

　I was interrupted by Eliza.
　The Emperor of Carus is ......

"His Majesty King Callus III, known as the founder of the Empire.
"Hmmm. I don't need to be lectured by the Lord to know that the Carus emperor not only restored the empire that had once been reduced to less than half its original size, but expanded it beyond its heyday - I don't need to be lectured by the Lord.

　Eliza is right.
　This level of talk is common knowledge. You don't need to ask the wise man's sword, but it's common knowledge.
　Why would Eliza use such common sense now at ......?

The Emperor Kars has never been in battle in his life. Nor has he ever wielded a sword and killed one of his soldiers.
"Yes ......

　It's also a famous story.

"If we apply Sir's logic, then the achievements of Emperor Kars are not his.
"Ah, ......

　Is that the story.

This light, you ordered it to be made. You set the tone, there's no doubt about it.
"Yes.
"Then this is your achievement. History will do.
"......
"Sir Alexander

　Eliza looked at me.
　Her eyes were more serious than ever, stronger than ever.

"Write your name in history, and I want to see it.
"...... Got it.

　Eliza has a point.
　I accepted Eliza's words and accepted to name it "Alec's Light".

　And then, as soon as I did, I...

　--Wow!

　There was a great cheer in the city of Molech.

"Behold, the people wanted it. Let your name go down in history.

　Eliza delicately explained the cheers with a smug look on her face.