Reincarnated with the Country System

Chapter 82 Moonlight Scripture

In the time before time, there was only chaos and darkness. The Moon Goddess Lunara emerged from the cosmic void, her radiance piercing the eternal black. As she witnessed the emptiness, she wept silver tears for the loneliness of existence. Each tear became a star, and her greatest tear became the world Proxima.

Lunara's light touched the newborn world, creating the first moonflowers and filling pools with sacred water. Her reflection in these pools sparked the first magic, and from this magic came the first beings - the Moonborn. These ancient creatures possessed the ability to harness lunar energy and became the first teachers of mankind.

The goddess, seeing her creation flourish, bestowed upon mortals the gift of dreams. Through these night visions, she could communicate with her children and guide them. The first dreamer was a young woman named Selena, who became the first High Moonweaver and established the initial practices of dream interpretation. A thousand years ago the dark period came when the Void Seekers, beings who despised Lunara's light, attempted to extinguish the moon's power. This began the Shadow Wars, where the first Twilight Guardians emerged to protect the sacred sites and lunar knowledge. Their sacrifice ensured the survival of the Moonlight Scripture.

During the longest lunar eclipse, known as the Night of Endless Stars, Lunara revealed the Seven Sacred Truths to her most devoted followers. These truths became the foundation of the modern Scripture and were recorded in the Silver Codex, the holiest text of the faith.

Following the Great Revelation, the faithful organized themselves into distinct orders:

The Dream Walkers: Interpreters of Divine Visions

The Silver Archivists: Keepers of Lunar Knowledge

The Twilight Guardians: Protectors of sacred sites

The Moon Weavers: Practitioners of lunar magic

The origin of this religion was the country named Ripon, located in the north of the continent of Eldora. The first Grand Lunar Temple was built in the Valley of Silver Mists in Ripon, where Lunara's first tear was said to have fallen. Other temples followed, each built in locations where the moon's power was strongest. The Moon Pools were discovered and became places of pilgrimage.

As the world evolved, the Moonlight Scripture adapted while maintaining its core traditions. The religion spread across lands, incorporating local customs while preserving ancient wisdom. Currently, it is one of the ten largest religions in the continents of Eldoria and Ostra.

This religion was brought into the Britannia Kingdom by merchants a few hundred years ago. At the time, the Britannia Kingdom suffered from a very high rate of poverty. The merchants donated generously to the poor, and the number of followers of the Moon scriptures within the Britannia Kingdom grew. Many people accepted the Moon religion, and within a few decades, it became the largest religion in the Kingdom of Britannia. Even today, 91% of the people in the Kingdom of Britannia are followers of the Moon religion.

The main temple of the Moon scriptures in the Britannia Kingdom is located on the island of Brut, a seven-thousand-square-kilometre island given to the Moon scriptures by the 37th ruler of the Britannia Kingdom. This island is known to the common people as the Holy Land, as it is governed by the Moon scriptures. Experience new tales on empire

Brut Island

Brut Island stretched across seven thousand square kilometres of diverse landscapes. The island's heartland was dominated by the Valley of Silver Mists, where the Grand Lunar Temple stood as a beacon of faith. Surrounding this sacred centre were rolling hills covered in lush forests of silver birch and moonflower groves. These woods were home to unique fauna, including the elusive moon deer, whose coats shimmered with an otherworldly glow under the full moon.

Dotting the coastline were numerous fishing villages and small port towns. The largest of these, Haveway, served as the primary gateway to the island. Its bustling harbour was always alive with activity, from fishing boats returning with their daily catch to merchant vessels bringing pilgrims and traders from across the Britannia Kingdom.

Brut's population of 70,000 was a mix of devout followers of the Moonlight Scripture, skilled craftsmen, and those who served the needs of the constant stream of visitors. The islanders lived in harmony with the land, their daily lives deeply intertwined with their faith and the rhythms of nature. Scattered across Brut were numerous places of power and pilgrimage. Ancient stone circles, aligned with celestial events, served as sites for major rituals and festivals. The island also boasted a renowned school of astronomy, where scholars studied the night sky and its connection to Lunara's teachings.

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12—11—1560 WC

Cardinals Rim finished his evening prayer and stepped out of the sanctuary. In the flickering lamplight, the grand mosaics of the temple seemed to shimmer.

"Huh! Archbishop Martin? What brings you here at this late hour?"

Archbishop Martin, a tall, imposing figure despite his forties, bowed his head respectfully.

"Forgive the intrusion, Cardinals Rim. I come bearing tidings on a most urgent matter."

The Archbishop proffered a small, unassuming pouch. Curiosity piqued, Cardinals Rim accepted it, the soft leather warm in his hand. "What is this?"

"Cardinal, it's called...paracetamol. It can improve your pain relief. For example: moderate pain such as headaches, toothaches, menstrual cramps, muscle aches, and osteoarthritis pain. It also helps reduce body temperature associated with illnesses like fever and cold. "

Cardinals Rim raised an eyebrow, scepticism etching lines on his weathered face. He had served the temple for over four decades, his hands calloused from a lifetime of brewing potions and tending to the sick. This "paracetamol" held no familiar hum of magic, no tingling energy that marked even the simplest of healing elixirs.

"Such potent effects, you claim? Yet I sense no enchantment. Where did you acquire this…?"

Archbishop Martin drew himself up, a troubled frown furrowing his brow. "My Lord, have you heard the rumors about a distant land called Bernard Empire? It is said they have navigated the treacherous Monstrous Sea and forged a trade alliance with the Britannia Kingdom."

"Ah, yes. Bernard Empire. A land shrouded in rumours." Cardinals Rim stroked his chin thoughtfully. "I Heard that its people possess strange customs and wield technologies unseen in our land."

"This potion is from The Empire." Archbishop Martin said, his voice tight with apprehension

"What!? You say these people have such great medicine. Although they were separated from the world." The Cardinals were surprised.

"Yes. But we think it is a threat to us. If more medicines like paracetamol enter the market of Britannia Kingdom, then our Potion's demand will decrease. People may also reduce their visits to our temple for treatment. "

"It's encouraging. But something like that would surely be expensive. Also, the ingredients to make this medicine must be very rare. Like our High-level Potions. So I don't think this drug will affect people that much. Also, Our High Potions, blessed by the divine, offer far greater healing." Cardinals Rim said confidently.

However, Archbishop Martin remained unconvinced, his expression grave "Actually, my lord. Bernard Empire has already sent a shipment of Paracetamol to the market of Britannia Kingdom and 12 such tablets are being sold in the market at only 32 Waves. Meanwhile, our most basic pain-relieving potion costs 20 Waves a piece. "

Cardinal's eyes widened "What!?"

The Kingdom of Britannia has three types of currency. Wave, Drake and Sovereign.

Wave is a currency of the Britannia Kingdom. Hammered copper coins. It is commonly used for daily transactions (buying food, basic goods etc.) Drake is a silver coin. It has a giant octopus on one side and a ship symbol and the name of Britannia Kingdom on the other side. A Drake is equivalent to 12 Waves. It is used for more substantial purchases (equipment, clothing, housing). And last is Sovereign. A large, heavy gold coin. Reserved for significant transactions (land, horses, luxury goods, taxes). This is equivalent to twenty Drakes (240 Waves). It depicts the crown on one side and the coat of arms of the Kingdom of Britannia on the other.

The average monthly income of a typical household in the Britannia Kingdom is almost 120-150 Wave. So, in this case, this medicine was not so expensive.

"Are you kidding me!? How could this be!?"

Cardinals Rim froze, his blood turning to ice. 32 Waves? That was less than a day's wage for a skilled labourer, a pittance compared to the price of even the most common temple potion.