279. Savior (5)
#279
[Adeshan. It’s dangerous.]
“Huh!”
Adeshan opened his eyes. She quickly raised her head and looked around her. The sight of her barracks surrounded by her own desk her tactical map and her tent caught her eye.
“…Where?”
Only then did Ade Shan realize that she had dozed off face down on her desk. Her limbs felt drowsy as if they were on fire. She tried to close her eyes for a moment but it seemed she was sleeping deeper than expected.
A faint ray of sunlight was shining through the gap in the tent. Judging by the sound of birds chirping it seemed like it was a bright day. A day had passed since Iril was kidnapped.
“What the hell….”
She drooled as she washed her dry face. Just like yesterday it was the same today. The voice of an unknown woman rang in her head.
‘What do you want to say?’
After going to the North with Ronan she seemed to talk to me at least once a day. Her woman’s words were similar every time. She advised people to be careful saying it was dangerous or gave advice that they needed to be a little more cool-headed.
In the beginning she had difficulty even hearing her voice properly but somehow her symptoms were getting worse. Her arm which she had used as a pillow was completely wet with cold sweat. It was the moment she got up from her seat. The tent’s entrance opened and a familiar boy walked in.
“Are you okay?”
Adeshan’s eyes widened. Her hair as bright red as a tulip caught my eye even in my daze. she said
“Aser? Why here…”
“I came here after hearing the news that Lee Iril’s sister was kidnapped. “I was wondering if there was anything I could do to help…I heard the situation so you don’t need to explain.”
Asher said she had just returned from the southern front. Recently I was able to leave the place thanks to completely breaking Nebula Clazie’s momentum. He and Lorhorn and other wizards did not stay in one place but traveled around the battlefield to provide support.
“Did you have a bad dream? “The complexion…”
Asher suddenly asked with concern. Adeshan’s condition was worse than expected. Her darkened eye shadow and dull hair were proof of her hard work. She said Ade Shan shook her head.
“are you okay. “Thank you for your concern.”
“Don’t push yourself too hard. Sister Iril will be fine.”
Asher stuttered. Ade Shan questioned her strangely confident tone.
“Did you see something this time too?”
“It’s not like that…I just had a feeling it might be. I’m pretty sure she’s still alive. yes.”
“Haha…I’m a little relieved if you felt that way.”
Ade Shan smiled weakly. And she let out a small sigh of relief. Sometimes Asher bases her intuitions on her claims and there is a high probability that they are correct. It was an ability that arose after peeking into the world of giants in the Dragon City.
She suddenly remembered the time when she and Ronan first went to see Iril. I still cannot forget her sweetly smiling face and the sight of her stroking her younger brother as if he were her own child. She seemed really friendly. She twitched her lips and muttered softly.
“…I hope so.”
She couldn’t even imagine the heartache Ronan must be going through. An absence of more than a day was also increasing her concerns. Of course she trusted Ronan but she couldn’t help but worry about her to the point of death.
‘I shouldn’t be down like this.’
But she couldn’t stay helpless forever. She had to do what she could as she always did. It’s enough for her to sleep for an hour. Ade Shan adjusted her clothes and stood up.
“Let’s go out first. “Until Ronan returns we can do what we can…”
“hey.”
She was about to say something. Suddenly a cracking voice came from behind her. Startled Asher jumped up from her spot like a cat.
“Hehehe!”
“Bar Balzac?!”
Ade Shan’s eyes widened as she turned her head to follow her. Balzac the younger brother of the Shadow Prince was staggering and out of breath. Her condition did not look very good with blood dripping all over her body. Long red lines that appeared to be stab wounds were drawn all over her body including her face and limbs.
“What on earth happened? Everyone take the potion right now…!”
“Shut up…and take it.”
Ade Shan tried to take out emergency medicine but Balzac shook his head and stopped him. He stretched out his arm and held out something. A needle filled with his blood was placed on Ade Shan’s palm.
“This is…!”
“In the middle of Paradise Forest…there is an entrance to their headquarters. “It’s a nameless lake… but you’ll know it when you see it.”
Adeshan’s eyes widened. Balzac described exactly what he had seen during his reconnaissance. Nebula Clazie’s headquarters and encounter with its leader. And our compatriots were massacred in an instant.
“They all…returned to shadows. “No one survived…”
Balzac trailed off his horse. If he were so inclined he would have liked to go into more detail but he did not have much time left.
dump. Balzac who had been staggering eventually sat down. He managed to fly away surviving on the essence of fresh blood remaining in his body but it seemed like that was the end of it.
“Come to my senses! Balzac!”
Adeshan supported him. Balzac’s head completely weakened by her was shaking as she shook it. He had a habit of saying that he would rather die than receive help from humans but at this point nothing mattered. A voice that sounded like it was being squeezed out came out between parted lips.
“Be careful… this cult leader is a monster you can’t even imagine. “I can’t defeat you my brother or even that Navardose woman…”
“If you have blood you can live right? “Go ahead and drink my blood!”
Ade Shan rolled up his sleeves and held out his arms. This is what it would feel like to have a conversation with a candle just before it goes out. However Balzac refused even the offer including the potion. His five senses which he had long ago lost were telling him that the end was near.
“Hehe…it’s dark.”
Balzac muttered softly. Tuk. Her swaying head dropped. Adeshan called his name once more but there was no answer.
“What on earth is this….”
Asher cried. There was no room for revival in her eyes as the light had completely faded away. It was a very meaningless end for the second-in-command of the vampires. Ade Shan who had been silent opened her mouth.
“…calm down. “I’ll gather the people right now.”
Unlike Asher she quickly regained her composure. Balzac’s sacrifice could not have been in vain and that was the position that a field commander should be. She concentrated her mind and was about to send a message to everyone.
Kang!
Kang!
Kang!
The alarm bell which only rings in emergencies rang loudly. Ade Shan turned her head. The cries of soldiers followed.
“Ha there’s something in the sky!”
“Emergency! Emergency! “It’s not our magic!”
The sound of her stamping her feet and picking up her weapon was spreading like wildfire. The two people looked at each other once and quickly ran out of the barracks.
The cool morning air lifted my bangs. I could see soldiers moving in unison and war horses running wild with their front legs raised. Asher’s face turned pale as he looked up at the sky.
“That thing…!”
Two huge magic circles completely covered the barracks. Geometric patterns and unknown letters arranged in a circle were writhing as if they were alive.
“…no.”
It was a magic circle that I had seen many times before. Asher let out a sigh mixed with despair. The second advent was about to begin.
****
“I want to remove that curse.”
“…Curse?”
Ronan raised his eyebrows after hearing the savior’s words. Now that I think about it she forgot for a moment. Normally if a curse was placed it could be lifted. After trying hard to suppress his emotions he asked the question again.
“Everything left? really?”
“okay. However it is impossible in my current state. “For a perfect solution you have to go to the source.”
“source…? “What is that again?”
“That’s where we’re going now. We’re almost there now. “I’m not in good shape so please speed up a little more.”
The Savior patted Ronan’s buttocks as if he were a coachman. To be honest I was so embarrassed that I didn’t know the English meaning but it was worth investing time just because there was a chance to escape the fucking curse.
Oh yeah. I’ll go quickly. Ronan’s thighs strengthened by mana swelled to the point of bursting. bang!! As he ran across the ice the savior’s neck was thrown back.
“Wow!”
“Hold on tight!”
No further conversation continued. Each time Ronan struck the ground the gap of tens of meters closed.
“What…colt…!”
“I’m sorry but I can’t hear you very well!”
It seemed like the savior was swearing something behind him but his weak voice was lost in the roaring wind. Before long Ronan reached a dead end and stopped in place.
“Whoa are you here?”
“Huh…heh…yeah….”
The Savior nodded his head. He seemed grateful that his neck had not been broken by the wind pressure. Ronan looked up at the gate in front of him and frowned.
“…I don’t feel very good.”
The huge stone gate was tall and wide enough for even a dragon to walk through. Adren’s immigration checkpoint seemed to be roughly this size.
On the door which seemed to be at least 10000 years old were all kinds of sacred beings such as gods angels and animals carved in relief. Ronan tilted his head.
“Why are there so many pieces?”
“…its role is to suppress the internal energy from coming out. “According to today’s common sense it is similar to a magic tool.”
The savior answered. When he turned around his face was stiff as if he had been frostbitten. Are you really afraid? The savior who had closed his eyes and caught his breath opened his mouth.
“…Let’s go in now. “Get your blood on the door.”
“Blood?”
“okay. Maybe it will work. “Because you are my only blood relative in the world…”
The savior hesitated. I don’t know what he was talking about but Ronan did as he was told. Drawing blood is not work. When he bit down on his thumb with his fangs red drops formed. That was the moment he rubbed the drop of blood onto the stone surface.
-Kugugugugugung…!
The stone gate began to groan and open. A rush of air filled with an indescribable smell came rushing in. At the same time Ronan’s brow furrowed.
“What the fuck…!”
It almost hurt my eyes. The hallway leading to the inside of the stone gate was sparkling so bright that it would be an understatement to describe it. Nebula Clazier’s mana the densest I had ever seen was floating in the old air. The savior said.
“Calm down.”
“Do I look serious now?”
“You shouldn’t be surprised already. Now let’s go forward.”
Ronan slowly walked inside the stone gate. This is what it would feel like to walk through a tunnel made of the Milky Way. thud! As soon as I passed the doorway the stone door closed. There was complete darkness but the mana sparkled so brightly that there was no problem seeing the surroundings.
Fortunately this hallway wasn’t that long. After walking for about ten minutes an open space unfolded before my eyes.
In the center of it all there was a large chunk of ice that looked like it had been copied from a floating glacier off the coast of Heiran. Ronan’s eyes widened as he reflexively looked at the ice.
“That’s…!”
Something huge was buried in the ice. It had the shape of a huge human and seemed to have died a long time ago.
The beautiful muscular body like a master sculpture was completely white. The only head sticking out of the ice had its eyes closed. There were as many as four pairs of wings that were messily broken and trapped in the ice.
“giant.”
Ronan muttered without realizing it. What was in front of me was undoubtedly a giant. A being from the sky above like Ahayute or Duaru.
I wondered why something like that was here. I felt dizzy and felt like I was going to throw up. The savior who had been silent the whole time opened his mouth.
“okay. This is what people call a giant. “Invaders from a distant universe…now they have lost all their souls and are left only as shells but they still possess electrifying power.”
“Nimi…what on earth happened a long time ago?”
“I’ll tell you now. The identity of the strange martial artist you were born with and the plans of your foolish younger brother. “Why did this happen?”
The Savior nodded slowly. His face as he looked at the giant contained all the joys and sorrows of humanity. The savior closed his eyes tightly then opened them and spoke.
“It all started here.”
