#818. Wake me up from a dream
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Mahatma Gandhi.
Named Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi at birth, he was originally from the wealthy class of the Holy League.
But even though it’s from that kind of origin.
I wasn’t really a devout believer.
When I was young, I rather ate meat, stole, prostituted, etc.
But after my father died.
Shocked, he wandered the world.
From battlefields to slums, cities, remote prisons and more.
After wandering all over the place, Gandhi finally entered the Tower of Swords.
Not to become a sword master by being taught by Limon, but to gain enlightenment.
It was because he believed that he would be able to find out if he stayed in the Sword Tower, where geniuses and equipment from all over the world gathered.
Indeed, where does the pain, unhappiness, discrimination, and conflict of life come from, and what can be done to get rid of them?
That’s why I don’t even hold a sword.
I only learn martial arts to protect myself.
I watched many people for a long time.
At the end of repeated meditation while wandering the world, reflecting on what I have seen and experienced.
Gandhi finally realized.
Difference is the cause of all suffering.
Color, language, culture, gender, wealth, religion, ability.
It means that being different from each other causes conflict, discord, and eventually gives birth to pain and unhappiness.
So he lamented.
It was because he knew that fundamentally eradicating discrimination would be impossible as he had accumulated all kinds of experiences while traveling around the world.
Even the gods who were close to omnipotence, if not omnipotent right away, couldn’t even unify the religions of the Holy Alliance.
but only one.
of all the differences.
Make friends who were close to each other kill each other in the Sword Tower.
Making you hate and despise someone you’ve never met.
It was possible to demolish only the barriers that caused the most misfortune and discrimination in history.
By unifying the world, breaking down the walls of nations and uniting all human beings into one nation.
An idea that others would call crazy.
But Gandhi didn’t think so.
In fact, in the Golden Age, when even the concept of a country was vague, everyone enjoyed peace under the rule of the fairy queen and spirits.
There was also a precedent of the Sorceress Queen who almost conquered the world by leading the Roman Empire.
It was his belief that with enough power, the world could be unified.
Become a Sword Master.
Even after being raised from the dead.
Gandhi’s thoughts did not change.
Unfortunately, during his lifetime, he failed because he could not convince Limon and lacked strength.
The country is a vain dream.
discriminate against people.
Are you the cause of misfortune?
He believed that if he was given another chance, this time he would be able to break down the walls of national borders and lead all mankind to peace.
It didn’t matter if a lot of blood was shed in the process.
It is the providence of the world that those who have accumulated good karma are born with a good status and enjoy happiness, and those who have accumulated bad karma must be reincarnated as a humble person and pay for their sins.
Even if it is painful in this life, everyone will be able to enjoy more happiness in the future.
Because of such a long-cherished wish, he returned from the underworld in response to Wanderer’s call.
“…Are you serious?”
but this moment.
even though that belief was affirmed.
Instead of being satisfied, Gandhi had no choice but to be perplexed.
It wasn’t just that.
As soon as they escaped from the aftermath of the shock, Rose and Hasneti also ran after dealing with Vlad’s alter ego.
Even Vlad, who had been risking his life and fighting fiercely with Joan of Arc until now.
Because everyone was doubting their ears.
but only one.
Only the person responsible for making the battlefield immersed in silence in the pouring rain smiled and asked back.
“Is it strange?”
“To be honest, yes.”
“Whoops. I didn’t know junior Gandhi would say such a thing.”
No matter what, I wonder if I can do it myself.
A question that almost came out inadvertently.
Gandhi swallowed quietly.
I don’t know if it’s someone else.
It was very unexpected for Joan of Arc, who had gone mad after dedicating her life to defending her country, to admit the ephemerality of her country and patriotism.
to such Gandhi.
Joan of Arc said calmly.
“There’s nothing strange about it. I know very well how meaningless the fence called country is.”
Whether it’s because of attachment to hometown.
Whether it’s because of education from childhood.
or for any other reason.
After all, there is only one reason why people believe in the country.
natural disasters, bandit invasions, etc. This is because it is a fence that will protect them from all kinds of dangers.
Because Joan of Arc believed that way, she gave her all to protect the country.
But France betrayed that trust.
her family.
comrades who fought together.
Also many patriots.
Instead of protecting and helping, they killed and harmed.
It was to keep her in check and eventually banish her, who had gained power and fame enough to threaten the kingship.
But Charles VII…
No, I forgot France.
Also, if the country does not help and protect the people, the people have no obligation to serve the country.
The fact that Joan of Arc was also one of the people of France before becoming a sword master.
“In that sense, the world Gandhi Junior is trying to create might be better.”
tear down all borders
regardless of country.
unite the world as one
It is indeed like a dream, but that is why it was definitely an ideal.
It is all the more so in that a sword master who is an immortal immortal and an absolute among absolutes can actually achieve more than that.
“I’ll stick to that fence, though.”
“Even if you are deceived and betrayed by the illusion of a country and abandoned?”
“yes.”
Even though I know that fact all too well.
With a twinkling smile.
Joan of Arc said.
“—Because that’s what love is.”
risking one’s life for one’s lover
Sacrificing your whole life for your children.
It’s like you don’t save money on valuable things.
Even if it is an illusion and delusion.
Giving unconditionally beyond profit and loss and calculation.
That is love, and that is why it is called patriotism.
At the end of looking at Joan of Arc, who spoke with a soft smile, with calm eyes.
Gandhi quietly opened his mouth.
“If that’s what the ambassador meant…”
He put his foot out at an angle.
Spread your palms forward.
With a tight fist pulled back.
Like a crane on the verge of taking flight or a crouching tiger aiming for its prey.
It exudes a calm and heavy momentum.
Quiet finished talking.
“―I’ll wake you up from that dream.”
“Whoops, it’s a coincidence.”
Look at Gandhi like that.
with a soft smile
Joan of Arc straightened her sword.
“It’s the same as I have no intention of letting my two juniors live.”
A saintess who made a mad march for her country.
A monk who tried to eliminate all nations for world peace.
Even if both of them achieved absolute defense.
In terms of the direction of their lives and beliefs, the two brothers who could not tolerate each other more than any other sword master raised their swordsmanship like that.
And likewise, Vlad pulls a spear from behind Gandhi.
Behind Joan of Arc, Rose and Hasneti pull up the dragon psionic.
The masters of the Seven Dragons, including the Changryongdae and Yeomryongdae, who were surrounding them, gathered the remaining psionics to the floor and resonated.
everyone was feeling it.
Because the two sword masters of absolute defense faced each other.
Rather, it means that this war will come to an end with an instant victory.
‘It must be difficult alone.’
And Joan of Arc had a hunch.
If you collide with the two priests like this.
That what breaks will be your own sword.
It wasn’t just because it was getting harder and harder to resist the spells engraved on his body.
Of course, Gandhi, who completed the contradiction with his own body, was more advantageous in a one-on-one confrontation, even if he achieved the same absolute defense swordsmanship.
It was because the synergistic effect of the two swords, Vlad’s Absolute Penetration and Gandhi’s Absolute Defense, was too strong.
That’s why until now, Rose and Hasneti have been fighting separately to prevent them from joining.
But since the two of them have already gathered.
There was only one way left.
“Two lizards, can you leave the defense to me and focus on the attack?”
That moment.
Rose hesitated, and Hasneti also looked at Joan of Arc.
could understand
Joan of Arc is the strongest sword master when leading an army.
If we were to do our best against Vlad and Gandhi, it would be better for them to focus on attacking while entrusting the defense to her, who possesses an absolute swordsman’s sword.
But…
“Are we going to give you our lives?”
“Can’t you believe me?”
“…”
To Joan of Arc, who smiled.
Rose couldn’t answer.
Entrusting the defense entirely means that Joan of Arc can do as she pleases whether or not to protect them.
In a fight against an absolute, even a sword master, where a moment’s gap can tell the difference between life and death, that’s something you really have to risk your life for.
Even if it was the words of another princess, it was a request that was not easy to accept.
How much more so to entrust your life to Joan of Arc.
If you give up the country, the people will be spared.
Even Rose, who had decided to surrender after hearing her oath of sword, had no choice but to hesitate.
“Do that.”
“Hasnetty?”
So Rose was surprised.
It was because it was so unexpected that she, who had fought against Joan of Arc to protect Egypt, accepted this offer so willingly.
But that was only for a moment.
“Rose, we no longer have a choice.”
“…understand.”
In any case, without Joan of Arc’s help, there is no chance of winning this fight.
Then, in order to increase the odds even a little bit, I had no choice but to fully believe in her.
As expected of the Red Dragon Princess, Rose, bitterly sympathetic to her words, who judged only from a strategic point of view, raised her sword.
Ugh.
Just like that…
the atmosphere started to fluctuate.
Sword Joan of Arc.
Blademaster Vlad.
Swordsman Gandhi.
After the Blue Dragon, Rose.
Hasneti after the Red Dragon.
Three sword masters who are absolute among absolutes, and two princesses who have gained power comparable to them.
In addition, the power raised by the masters of the two clans, hundreds of people, was shaking the world with just the aftermath.
And the moment the confrontation is over.
Aaaaaang!
A huge roar rang out.
heaven and earth.
Cracked.
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Paaaaang!
Strait of Dover.
The sea boundary between England and Europe. In the air
, there was one… no, two figures
flying at terrifying speed, tearing through the air .
“Faster!”
“Don’t say it lightly! It’s already full power right now? It’s been a while since we exceeded supersonic speed!”
“But it’s too late!”
“You can’t even say that!”
Sheathed in thin armor.
With her white wings spread wide.
Jet engines spewing magic sparks, all at full power. The angel who was flying.
No, Na-gyeong Yun was evil.
As soon as she arrived in Europe, where she could move through space, she became an armored saintess, using reconciliation magic and even the power of the spirits, serving as a shuttle. But being late was really unfortunate and regrettable
. But
I couldn’t protest.
How urgent the current situation was.
It was because I could fully understand the tremendous force felt from the other side of the sky where the heavy rain continued to fluctuate. That’s
why the white-haired man riding on Yuna-kyung’s back.
I groaned,
gritted my teeth, and prayed,
hopefully it wasn’t too late.
