Episode 479 Shooting (1) Shooting (1)
Shoot Ahah-
Rain is poured out like a redundancy.
The world that had turned into an ocean was rippling more and more fiercely.
The people gathered in Tochika gradually show signs of uneasiness.
“Aren’t you going to starve to death by being locked up here?”
“What- there’s so much food piled up. You’re saying there’s still plenty?”
“Still, what if this great flood continues?”
“They say it only lasts for 150 days. There’s enough food and even more drinking water, so it’s okay.”
“But it’s already the sea outside. And how do you know if the flood will stop after just 150 days?”
“The eldest son of the Don Quixote family has gone to pick up the fleet. That’s why everyone is waiting.”
The rumors circulating among the refugees were not false.
In fact, the highland area of Tochika is the safest fortress in the world, and at the same time it is a completely isolated and uninhabited place.
Is that why? Bikir was staring at the distant sea today as well.
…slam!
Waves reaching even the strong walls of the high plateau.
The white foam that bloomed as the current broke white was like looking at a field of flowers.
“…”
Bikir was sitting on top of the wall in the pouring rain.
As if to cool hot quenched iron, they are tapping their bodies with such cold rainwater.
at that time.
“Is it raining today too?
There was a voice coming from behind Bikir.
Camu.
She, too, walked beside Bikir in the rain.
“It’s pouring really hard.”
Camus said while looking at the water flowing like a waterfall down the wall.
“If it hadn’t been for the sea of fire created by the demons, this would have been a catastrophe. The two catastrophes interlocked exquisitely and the damage was reduced. This, too, would be as you calculated at New Waveg, right? Before the volcano exploded.”
“Most of them.”
Bikir nodded quietly.
The calculations didn’t come off perfectly, but they fit roughly.
But if the margin of error had been just a little wider, really big things would have happened.
“…”
“…”
Bikir and Camus were looking in the same direction.
The two didn’t say anything for a while.
In the end, it was Camus who spoke first.
“…I’m sorry about your father.”
At those words, Vikir, who had been standing motionless until now, reacted.
At most, it was only a slight shiver in my shoulders.
The memory of that day is still vivid in my ears.
‘……Why is that?’
‘I do not know.’
Memories that crumble white. Burnt white ashes. now scattered in the rain.
The fiercely oxidized Hugo was the hero of everyone in Tochka that day.
However, Vikir has no choice but to regard Hugo as an object of complicated feelings.
“……he.”
After a long silence, Bikir opened his mouth.
“I don’t know how he crossed the threshold of Type 9.”
Compared to the previous life, it was a very different result.
Camu hesitates for a moment at Bikir’s words.
“Actually…”
“?”
“He visited me a long time ago.”
Kamu’s testimony came as a surprise to Bikir.
“It was shortly after the trial in Nakazanye. He wanted to discuss with me a way to get you out of prison.
The fact that Sadie and Hugo held hands was a little surprising to Vikir as well.
Hugo seems to have prepared more things than expected for Vikir.
The process of finding Sadie, who had gone missing by Sindi Wendy, how Iyen was able to go to Newvag to avoid summary execution, and how Saadi was able to pass through the gates of Newvag by creating a disguised identity.
It was all thanks to the helping hand that was spread out in secret.
Vikir recalled the image of Hugo he had seen in the courtroom.
-The argument of the Baskervilles is as follows. Although the crimes, such as rebellion and murder of an ascendant and poisoning of the family head, are serious and heinous, the defendant deserves to be treated like a nobleman as he inherited the blood of the Baskervilles. Therefore, we request a verdict taking this into consideration.
The back view of Hugo, who was just sitting back in his wheelchair without raising any objection to this.
“…”
There are no words to get out of hand.
Camus continued the story of that time.
“In the process of talking about helping you break out, the topic of the Wraith Tree came up. Inevitably, I had no choice but to mention the ‘Tomb of the Knife’.”
Camus raised his hand.
Tsutsutsutsutsutsutsu…
The Wraith Tree sways its long, bony branches.
“I was surprised that the Wraith Tree reacted to Hugo. He must have read ‘a certain memory’ from the Wraith Tree.”
At Camu’s words, Bikir quietly nodded.
Because there was definitely a part that was pointed out.
[Even after stepping into the highest realm, there is something that only those who continue to run without rest with the same mindset as when they first grabbed the sword can gain something.
] An area that negates all causality. A being who has never experienced death will never be able to set foot here.]
[You will probably never be able to reach this level in your lifetime.]
[Because the realm of the 9th type is beyond the threshold of death.]
[ If you’re a real Baskerville, you’re bound to come here at the end of your life.]
[I’ll see you again someday.]
What Hugo saw was probably a Cane Corso.
What did he feel from his older brother’s words?
Bikir thought again.
carnivore (six). A state that can only be reached by transcending all emotions.
Seventh. A state that can only be reached by recovering abandoned emotions.
Eighth. Just like when you first grabbed the sword, you have to go through countless battles before you can reach it.
Old-fashioned. Among the highest realms that only those who have experienced death can climb, the most incomprehensible zone (不可解地帶).
“…”
How did Hugo cross the threshold?
At the entrance to the other side of life and death, Bikir thought and thought again.
at that time.
Tak- Kamu
put his hand on Bikir’s shoulder.
“Don’t try to handle everything by yourself too much. Think of the people who think of you when you came this far.”
“……that’s right.”
And there was a voice that agreed with Camu’s words.
Dolores. Appearing in front of the castle wall before she knew it, she covered Bikir with an umbrella and said,
“Everyone gathered here is following Vikir-nim. They’re the ones who are ready to follow Vikir-nim wherever he goes, right?”
“…That’s true, but don’t I have an umbrella?”
“It’s for two people.”
Dolores, ignoring Camus grunts, continued to speak to Bikir.
“Don’t worry about Tudor. He’s a strong friend, so he’ll definitely come back with a fleet.”
At her words, Vikir turned his head back toward the sea.
Looking at the raging storm and the rising waves, no strong fleet seems to be able to set sail.
It was a very frustrating and hopeless situation as it was urgent since I had the chance to win.
“I’m always watching from the watchtower, so you stop going in. You can’t even harm your health.”
Iyen, who appeared before I knew it, said to Vikir.
Her superhuman eyesight, which can see several kilometers away, far exceeds Vikir’s. If Tudor were to lead a fleet, she would be the first to see it.
“What are you savages? Why do you keep flirting with other people’s men?”
“A savage? Do you want to get naked again?”
“Oh- it reminds me of the old days? Do you think that’s still possible?”
Camus of Morgue and Ayen of Balac had never been on good terms.
at that time.
“Stop fighting. Brother, it’s time for you to be disturbed.”
After completing the repair work on the wall, Sinclair appeared.
Camus and Iyen narrowed their eyes, but Sinclair slightly turned away.
She said, placing a cup of hot tea in front of Bikir.
“The next battle will be the final one. How about calming down over a cup of tea?”
“……Are you going to the imperial castle? I’ve only heard of it in literature.”
Next to Sinclair was Kirko, who was in charge of security.
Kirko asked Bikir.
“But the fact that the ground has become like this means that all the people living in the lowlands have died?”
“To prevent that from happening, we gathered as many people as possible into Tochika. And those who couldn’t make it here were evacuated to other highlands in advance. I think we did our best.”
Sinclair answered instead.
The two of them seem to have been having this conversation all the way to this place.
Right then.
“What!?”
Iyen, who had been arguing with Camu next to Bikir, jumped up.
She has good eyesight and seems to have seen something beyond the raging waves through the darkness and storm.
Before long, Ayen shouted loudly.
“Here! Fleet!”
It was as she said.
Before long, a huge ship began to approach through strong waves and storms.
The large and heavy ship was ignoring the waves and approaching directly towards the highlands of Tochka.
The number of such ships is insignificant. Indeed, it is a colossal majesty.
Dolores also shouted with a delighted face.
“It’s Tudor! Tudor is back!”
As she said, a flag symbolizing Don Quixote, Changhae Changga, was fluttering above the captain’s ship in the front.
Even at first glance, there were a large number of people on board the ship.
“Really! Tochika didn’t submerge!”
“Is there really food there?”
“Ah, salvation really exists! There was a land that was not flooded!”
“I should have believed the words of the night walkers then! If it had been
so long ago…” On top of the enormous number of fleets, there were also an enormous number of refugees riding.
And I saw two familiar faces at the stern of the captain’s ship in front.
It was Tudor and Bianca.
“Bikir! Sorry for being late than promised! Faceless!”
“I’m late because this idiot passed by and told me I had to rescue all the people stranded in the highlands!”
Even at this thrilling moment, the two were still fighting.
Kamu Iyen Dolores Sinclair Kirko looked concerned as she watched the many other refugees coming to Tochka.
“If we accept them as an additional number, the food will decrease?”
“Hmm, security issues may arise anew.”
“It’s okay. They said there was enough food. Security is also manageable because the New Wave team joined.”
“It lasts well enough for about five months. We poured all of our family’s assets into it.”
“It’s good to pursue justice, but nothing should get in the way of the final battle.”
Right then.
“Does not matter. Because I have to leave here soon anyway.”
Vikir finally stood up.
“Now it’s the final battle.”
Then everyone’s expressions
hardened
.
The final hour is approaching.
* * *
The number and variety of ships Tudor led were enormous: a
small, shallow draft longship capable of maneuvering quickly in small groups with 13 rows of oars and 26 oarsmen. Carvi with 20 rows of oars, Sneca that can hold 40 oarsmen, Skates that can accommodate 100 combatants, Draka that can carry over 1,000 combatants, etc. Moreover, those who drive these numerous
boats They are veterans of the Don Quixote family who know how to freely navigate the wide expanse of the Blue Sea.
They who roamed the North Sea where drift ice floated like a flat land not only possessed tremendous navigational skills, but also had the courage and courage to rush to the center of the empire that became the sea. Chow ah ah-slap!
Numerous ships cut through the rough sea. Baskerville
,
Morgue, Quo Vadis, Bourgeois, and even the survivors of the Don Quixote and Usher families joined together.
Furthermore, the Colosseo Academy Themiscyra Women’s College Varangian All the figures from the Mage Tower of the training center gathered in one place:
Osiris and the Seventh Earl Lespane, Adolf Pope Nabokov, Luther Cardinal 1, Archbishop Mosgus, Principal Damien Banshee, and other prominent figures were all on the front line
. Everyone gathers in one place and burns the spirit of battle.
The Tochika allied forces rode Don Quixote’s ships to the ecliptic.
Pointing at the map of the ecliptic, which has now turned into a chart, further inward.
Meanwhile.
“…” Bikir, who was on the lead captain’s ship, was standing at the stern
,
looking at the endless horizon.
Every time the ship rocked from side to side, I heard the sound of the chains around Bikir’s hands scraping on the deck
. Minpin and Chihuahua were looking worried.
“Oops! Deputy Consul! Over there…!”
Bikir looked in the direction the Chihuahua pointed with an outstretched finger.
A huge shadow spread over the water beside the ship.
A huge, unidentifiable sea monster is seen passing under the water.
Naturally, it was a species that could not live here.
‘I can see how the ecliptic will change.’
where the emperor lives. No, now the place where the crown prince lives.
You can guess what the submerged place will look like by now.
In the center of the empire, in the ecliptic, the opponent who will make the final decision is the first city. The first protagonist who led the era of destruction.
And it is also the final destination of several lives that Bikir has crossed over.
The vengeance of the comrades who died first was slowly coming to an end.
Whiiyiying –
A strong sea wind blew and inflated the sails.
The boat started to run as if flying over the waves.
Iron gruck –
again the sound of chains scraping the deck.
Vikir gripped the chain in his hand even tighter.
Then, the minipin next to him looked at the end of the chain and stuttered.
“I’m the deputy consul.
I didn’t ask because I didn’t really know what was tied to the end of the chain.
it’s a coffin.
What Bikir was carrying was a large and heavy coffin.
I don’t know who is inside.
