659. [Side Story] Last Night On Earth (2)
“Why never? There was a time when I hated the morning coming.”
smithy. Kelly Bay’s workshop.
Hannibal suddenly made a noise while infusing the spirit into the equipment.
Kelly Bey, who was enchanting the equipment beside him, looked over to see what the little assistant was saying.
“Because I don’t want to get out of bed. Because I don’t want to go to work. I just want to spread out and sleep all day. I hope the morning never gets brighter like this. I want to stay in bed for a week or so.”
“You thought that way, Yonsuk…”
“Hee hee. Honestly, everyone has thought about this at least once or twice, right? is not it? Am I the only one here?”
If the morning never comes
I wish the world would perish.
Imagination that many people do at least once while living in a cruel reality.
However, no matter how much he prayed under the covers, the sun would always rise and the world would become brighter…
Hannibal looked up at the dark sky outside the forge.
Even though it was around noon, the sky was dark. Beyond the shimmering curtain of darkness, only the shape of the sun swayed vaguely.
“But really, morning doesn’t come and the world is perishing… I can’t believe it.”
“…”
Kelly Bay, who had been looking at the assistant awkwardly, chinned.
“How old are you? You lied about your age so much that I get confused too.”
“Me? I am only fourteen now.”
“Seeing the end of the world at the age of 14…” A
clicking sound came from the old Dwarf’s mouth.
“I’m not going to work like this right now, so shouldn’t I go out and play?”
“It’s all dark, so where are we going to play? And do you know Will the one spirit I bestowed on you play a decisive role in saving the world?”
“It’s stupid to say something stupid.”
Kelly Bay, who had been babbling, snorted when she found a customer at the entrance of the workshop.
“Hey, your dad is here again. Go and have lunch.”
Surprised Hannibal looked at the entrance to the blacksmith’s shop and saw Janice standing in awe, smiling and waving like a fool. With a basket full of lunch in the other hand.
“Our son is always causing trouble…”
Then, the female priest-head of the church, Rosetta, who followed Janice, reprimanded her.
“Why are you so scared? Want to earn heresy points again? Straighten your shoulders proudly! Tell me straight up!”
“Then… Kuhm! Ibo show! You know this smithy can’t go straight without my son?! I’ll feed the kids, so they know that! No complaints?!”
Hannibal covered his face with both hands in front of his crazy father’s lion’s roar.
“Aw, my father is too. You’re so hot…”
Kelly Bay laughed incredulously.
“Is that okay?”
“….”
While twisting his body awkwardly, Hannibal smiled and took off his work gloves.
“Then I’ll come after lunch, you too, father-in-law!”
“Oh come on. Eat well.”
Hannibal hurriedly wiped the sweat from his face with a towel and ran to the two priests.
Kelly Bay watched silently as the three left the smithy, chatting about what to do.
“….”
The back of the son who had already died was overlapped with the shadows of the three people.
Shaking her head to shake off her thoughts, Kelly Bay yelled at the inside of the smithy.
“Let’s all have lunch too! Get some rest!”
“yes-!”
The blacksmiths, who had been waiting for lunch, answered in unison.
Even if the end of the world is just around the corner and equipment production in preparation for a decisive battle is busy, you need to eat properly and rest to maintain your efficiency.
The Winter Silver Merchants handed out lunch boxes. Kelly Bay picked up the sandwich she had been given, but couldn’t eat it. I had no appetite at all.
‘Kellison….’
The vision of his dead son was still floating in front of his eyes.
‘wait. I’m also going to participate in this showdown.’
If the opponent is the king of the kings of monsters.
No matter what you do, you will end up with a hammer and a chisel with these two hands.
It doesn’t matter if it doesn’t become a requiem for the dead son. It doesn’t matter if it’s a mess left in my head.
The resentment and resentment that could not go away just by beating the equipment here were gradually growing in her heart.
Before it swelled up and exploded, Kelly Bay decided to run in front of the enemy general.
‘Death or life, the decision will come this time.’
If I could be comfortable even if I died, that would be a good ending in its own way.
Kelly Bay tries to take the sandwich to her mouth to force herself even though she has no appetite…
“Ke Kelly Bay! It’s a big deal!”
A dwarf who ran in from outside shouted.
“Airship… Geronimo’s remains have been found!”
“…!”
“It is said to have been found far south of the Southern Plains Explosion Point! It looks like it was blown away by an explosion. They’re collecting them now and bringing them to the Crossroads…”
Geronimo.
It was a ship handmade by Kelly Bey a long time ago and the flagship of the World Defense Front, carrying the corpse of the one who was about to self-destruct during the battle with the Lord of the Flies… the airship that Kellyson drove to the end.
Kelly Bay threw the sandwich on the floor and ran out of the smithy.
The recovered remains of Geronimo were already loaded onto a cart and brought into the city of Crossroads. Kelly Bay stood in front of the cart with trembling legs.
Most of them were meaningless fragments and fragments that couldn’t even be called wreckage, but only one of them was intact.
A statue in the shape of a siren installed on the bow. [Solid superstition].
A Nightmare Slayer and Artifact forged with the magic core of Bernard Fokker, the 8th Rank Commander of the Nightmare Corps.
Its unique characteristic – ‘Unbreakable’ maintained its original shape without being broken even in the tremendous explosion.
Even the part of the bow that was within the area of effect.
“…”
Kellibey touched the wreckage of the ship that looked like a child with trembling hands and at the same time thought of the child who had been on the ship.
I thought it disappeared without leaving a trace.
remained like this
– On this front, the world still needs a father.
Suddenly, the last voice Kellison left behind rang in his mind.
– Survive. And our people… no, we can ask for the world.
Kelly Bay’s strong hands gripped [Standard Superstition] tightly.
“…why did you come back just now?”
Kelly Bay closed her eyes.
“Damn it makes my heart weak…”
The human and Dwarf blacksmiths mixed together and watched with worried eyes at the back of the old Dwarf blacksmith who had been controlling his emotions for a while.
***
After officially belonging to the World Defense Front, the Holy Grail Exploration Team led by Belldandy came to live on the Crossroads.
However, after the death of his younger brother, Skuld, Belldandy felt uncomfortable living in Crossroads.
It was because living in this city where his younger brother died made his heart feel as if he was sitting on a cushion of thorns.
So, Belldandy lived alone in his former abode in the dungeon under the lake.
It was the same today. After training with his teammates at Crossroads, Belldandi returned to the hideout in the dungeon alone.
The space where the water supply connects between Districts 5 and 6. This is where water leaks from a broken pipe and permeates the dug-out stone wall.
Nameless grass and moss grew thickly around this narrow passage where clear water flowed, which is rare in a dungeon.
Next to the waterway was a small packed dirt field. Belldandy sat casually next to the dirt field.
Then, staring into the sky with sunken golden eyes… he coldly sharpened the hatred burning inside him like a blade.
After Skuld’s death, Verdandi became noticeably less talkative. Emotional expression also gradually disappeared.
She wanted to become a single dagger. I wanted to become a very sharp blade.
For the decisive battle with the Black Dragon.
And in order to exterminate every last one of those hateful monsters…
Belldandy took out the dagger [Isageum Lee] from his bosom and glared at it. The dagger made from the molars of the enemy was overflowing with black energy.
Saaaa…
The energy that escaped from the dagger climbed up her arm and penetrated her body. Belldandy didn’t bother to stop.
To kill darkness, you need to get close to it.
This is just the process…
“…?”
It was then. Belldandy’s eyes widened slightly. Her eyes were on the dirt field beside the waterway.
“uh?”
Belldandy let out a bewildered sound and casually put the dagger in her hand into the scabbard. The darkness that had been seeping out was also sucked into the scabbard.
Belldandy hurriedly approached the dirt field with kneeling steps.
This dirt field had been cultivated for the past hundred years while exploring the Holy Grail in the dungeon.
Just like finding the Holy Grail that cannot be found without giving up, it is a place where seeds have been planted while waiting for sprouts that do not sprout.
Just as I couldn’t give up even though I knew the absence of hope, I continued to plant seeds even though I knew they wouldn’t sprout. It was such a lingering crystal.
And in that dirt field-
“…sprouts?”
Small, tiny buds were sprouting light green shoots.
The last thing I planted was the sunflower seeds Ash gave me. It’s already been 2 years, but now the seeds are blooming?
‘Come now? why? why?’
At that time, a possibility suddenly crossed Belldandi’s mind.
“…!”
Belldandi jumped up and ran hurriedly.
After entering the base camp, I rode the teleport gate to the crossroads and ran through the city at noon in the dark –
I came to the south gate site, which was now almost completely restored, and gasped hard.
“Ha ha ha ha…!”
What Belldandy looked down on was the spot where his younger sister, Skuld, died.
The younger brother who summoned the trunk and roots of the World Tree died assimilated into the tree, and only the stump of the dead tree remained at the place where the body was cut down.
At the base of the tree… it also sprouted.
green sprouts.
“ah…!”
After spitting out a sigh, Belldandi knelt down in front of the base.
The roots of the World Tree, which Skuld sacrificed his life to summon, scattered its immense life force throughout the southern part of the continent.
The aftermath spread and spread… to the land beneath the lake, and it sprouted seeds that hadn’t budged for years.
And here at the bottom too.
Even from the tree where the Fairy Queen herself fell and died, strong life was sprouting.
Even in a world where the sun never rises. Even in a world where winter is approaching.
“why?”
When the cold wind blew, he hurriedly stretched out his hand and wrapped it around the sprout without even realizing it.
“why…?”
Why do you want to live like this? Why do you want to live like this?
I can not know.
Because life is free. Because nature is indifferent.
Holding the bottom of the body as if hugging it with his body, Belldandi muttered in a tearful voice.
“You were really bad, Skuld…”
The sprouts that sprouted from the place where my younger brother fell and died, and the sprouts that sprouted from the abandoned field in that dungeon.
Belldandi will be saved. It will be raised to fully grow. Because that’s the last legacy Skuld left behind.
And in order to do that…
Belldandy himself would have to live.
“really… It was bad…”
The emotions that had disappeared for a while were clearly visible on Belldandi’s face.
Most of it was sad.
Quite a bit of relief was also together.
***
Hook!
A huge silver fist crossed the air.
At the barracks gymnasium, Quylan was training alone.
Under the dark sky, whenever his silver helmet crossed the air, it seemed as if a faint halo of light was spreading.
To others, it might look like he was training alone, but in fact, Quylan was not in such a relaxed situation.
[Is that all, forty-four?!]
“….”
Visions of werewolves made of darkness attacked Kuilan from everywhere.
Quylan was in the process of defeating the illusions by throwing fists and kicks into the air.
[With that much intent to kill! With that level of fighting spirit! What the hell can you kill? Is that all of your hatred?!]
Ghosts shouted and poured from all directions. Quylan gritted his teeth.
‘If I had only fought with my mouth, I think I would have sat in the seat of the devil, my ancestors…’ A
Nightmare Slayer [Slayer of Full Moonlight] made with the magic core of the wolf king Lunared.
Whenever there was an emergency, this damn leather cloak whispered in my mind. to surrender to oneself. Then I’ll take care of the situation instead.
In the meantime, I didn’t pretend to hear at all, but because the situation was so urgent during the last Lord of the Flies, I ended up spreading my hands.
In return for borrowing the power, the hide stuck to Quylan’s body… After that, the illusions attacked Quylan, often making a fuss like this.
Its purpose was one.
[Now your body is perfect. So hand it over to me! I’ll use it much more usefully than you!]
“….”
[Then, I’ll blow off the jaws of all Black Dragons and Nabals! It’s not a business that’s losing money to you, right?]
Maybe it’s true. If you give yourself over to this nightmare, you might be able to give the black dragon a clean blow.
The problem is that this Nightmare Black Dragon isn’t the only one trying to attack. It was obvious that he would extend his fist to the same ally as well.
If that’s all, he might be trying to destroy the public interest just like the original wolf king Lunared tried to do.
In the end, it was just a difference in method, and this guy, the black dragon, and the enemies of the world were the same.
‘So far, I’ve been able to overcome it well…’
Gradually, the illusion’s attack cycle and intensity were intensifying. As he knocked down the attacking illusions one by one, Quylan gradually felt overwhelmed.
‘How much longer can I last?’
next few days? or how many months?
No matter what, Quylan was determined to fight the leather cloak before it took over his body… and the nightmare that slept inside it.
Either find a way to subdue the nightmare and make it yours completely.
‘Even if I kill myself before I completely lose my body.’
Whoop-!
Finally, after blowing away the attacking illusion with a back kick.
Quylan rectified his rough breathing and straightened his posture. A misty steam billowed over his muscular back.
‘…The shape of the fist is gradually becoming the same as that of the illusions.’
Fighting the illusions, Kuilan’s fist was gradually returning to the first Fist of the Maple… that violent and primitive fist.
I didn’t want to admit it, but the power of the moment was rising. And when fighting the black dragon, what was needed was immediate power.
“….”
Quylan sighs and adjusts his breathing.
“Daaah!”
Su-in, a subordinate of the punishment unit, ran into the room in a hurry.
When Quylan looked back curiously, his subordinate exclaimed urgently.
“Yu Yun-sama…Princess Yoon said she was conscious!”
