#900. You deserve it
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Magnificent. it is holy
it is noble it’s sacred
It is beautiful. it’s mysterious
A song rings out.
Not with your ears, but with your heart.
Crying the mind and even the soul.
It is a declaration and a saying that resonates with everyone regardless of obstacles or distance.
It was a proclamation announcing that a miracle of God had manifested here, and a sound proving that all who heard it were blessed.
and its center.
above the high sky.
she stood tall
Wings spread wide behind his back.
A subtle halo that swayed from her head.
From sheer sheer tunics to layered mechanical armor.
Truly an angel…
No, the blue-haired woman who looked like a goddess descended to earth reached out with her own wings.
Then, between the feathers, he proudly shouted, taking out a black violin like chestnut.
“I’ll show you my dignity, so let’s all go for it!”
The incarnation of the Muse who descended to earth.
Yuna-kyung was determined.
He said he would take care of half of the Dreamroids rampaging here.
It was arrogance.
Using the sword master’s swordsmanship.
A mechanical doll that even uses a sword.
Dreamroid is truly a disaster.
Even a god who descended to the earth, who performed miracles like breathing, was not an opponent he dared to stand up to.
But he was never arrogant either.
Before she was the incarnation of the muse, she is a spirit beast that merged with an ancient spirit, a disciple of the great witch, and a pet of the sword master.
Because it was unprecedented in history.
If you mobilize everything, the power is transcendent.
Even among the absolute classes, she was comparable to the dragon princess, sword master, or top-level monarchs.
Of course, the Muse, the goddess of art who can draw out the power of the deep black violin, has descended.
Especially since he had the experience of unintentionally fighting to the death with several sword masters.
And it was the moment when she was about to start playing with the violin attached to her shoulder to manifest that power.
Chunk.
“…huh?”
“uh?”
From the object that pushed the wire built around the spirits and spirits to the object that Charlotte was handling and the object that chased Yuna-kyung.
Dozens of Dreamroids stopped their actions all at once.
It’s as if everything I’ve been doing up until now was a lie.
The Indians were embarrassed to see a doll in the shape of a small girl who suddenly did not move in place.
And I was wary of not being a trap.
But there was no reverse.
No matter how much time passed, those dolls didn’t even move.
Like a puppet whose thread has been cut.
“Anyway, even my husband is nasty to have the timing right when he’s not even looking at it.”
It was then that he seemed to understand the situation.
Charlotte snorted lightly and muttered languidly.
While the Indians are thinking about what to do with the stopped dreamroid.
The blue bird, which only had a huge casting, and the goddess of art, who had nothing to do as soon as they descended, could only blink blankly.
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Headquarters in Quetzalcoatl.
After the job at the sword gun is over.
The building where the Seven Princesses and the Seven Dragons stayed was particularly crowded.
However, as the princesses returned to their respective realms one by one, Quetzalcoatl was gradually regaining its tranquility.
They were the leaders of the Seven Dragons Group and the owners of the Seven Dragons, who now held the hegemony of the world.
No matter how much it was for treatment, there was a limit to leaving the seat.
However, on the contrary, there were people who did not leave even after days and days, and even settled down in Quetzalcoatl.
A typical example is a workshop where all sorts of odds and ends such as pot pots, dried insects, lizard tails, and ancient books are piled up.
It was a beauty with dark red curly hair who was leisurely tilting a teacup on one side.
Its appearance is elegant yet bewitching.
She was graceful like the emperor of the Roman Empire, who once had world conquest in front of her eyes, but was full of color like a legendary great witch.
However, the person on the other side of her held a cold sneer when he saw it.
“It’s good to sell alcohol from this broad daylight.”
“What do you mean daytime drink? I just put a few drops of brandy in my tea.”
“Speak straight. It’s not tea with brandy, but brandy with a few drops of tea.”
“Anyway, looking at it at a time like this, green girl, you really are a member of the council.”
Guess who isn’t the best in the world?
He shrugged his shoulders at Maia’s point.
Unlike the seven princesses, she has no business to take care of, so she has been living in Quetzalcoatl.
In particular, she spent more time with Maia than other princesses, as she took care of swordsmen with magic and medicine.
“Look at me anyway. You know I had a lot of trouble finishing my research before my baby left, right?”
Squeeze.
It’s been a while since I’ve been nagging.
Maia snorted as she watched Sir pour brandy into the empty teacup again and mix in a few drops of black tea.
“Hey, it’s so shameless to boast that something that hasn’t even been tested is the result.”
“It can’t be helped. Resurrected sword masters aren’t common, and that doesn’t mean you can’t conduct human experiments on a disciple, Aga, who is in poor condition.”
“That can’t be a reason to give away half-things like that.”
“It’s half a thing…”
Too insulting to say to the legendary Archwitch who has lived for thousands of years.
But Sir was not angry.
Rather, he looked at Maia with interest and nodded.
“I can see why you are so sharp, green girl.”
“What do you mean?”
“There is no need to pretend not to know. It is natural for a bride to be angry because her groom was stolen by another woman thanks to the wicked witch.”
“…”
“I understand how you feel, but don’t be too angry.”
Is it because I was stabbed in the middle?
Looking at Maia, who frowned slightly, she covered her mouth and laughed for a while.
Shire took a sip of the brandy in his teacup and continued languidly.
“You green girl know that the condition of the elemental sage is as difficult as that of the sword queen, right?”
“How accurate can a diagnosis without seeing the patient be?”
“But isn’t that the story that the idiot Aga asserted that the sword spirit’s spell is very unstable?”
Sir’s relaxed comment.
Maia couldn’t deny it.
When we fought in the Amazon in the first place.
Limon’s swordsman did not injure the running eagle, but instead made a crack in the spell.
The rift was so faint that neither Wanderer nor the repairman himself realized it, but it was affecting her little by little.
That’s why she was able to attempt to thwart the Golden Lord’s plans.
The problem is that the crack widened further as the Wanderer strengthened the spell in that state.
Thanks to that, the method of reviving the lion of the running repair is extremely unstable.
In a sense, she reasoned, it would be more dangerous than Anastasia, who was overcome by Limon’s dragon psionics.
“So you mean you are not responsible for what happened this way?”
“Isn’t that a strange story? The discussion on how to release the bondage has been discussed before.”
“…”
“In that sense, the act of Agha, who decided to marry the spirit sage Aga as a bride only with responsibility, is more unexpected.”
Limon is the guardian deity of mankind.
He was a very old-fashioned person in that he had steadfastly kept his line for hundreds of years.
Rather, it was the kind of thing Syrr himself knew that a disciple who had returned from the dead could rest in peace again.
However, it was unexpected that the decision to save even running repairs was not enough.
speak languidly
Sir smiled meaningfully.
“Of course, the most unexpected thing is that you all tolerated that.”
“…funny.”
“What do you mean Usup?”
“That he decided to take the swordsman as his bride just out of a sense of responsibility.”
Maybe because the answer was unexpected.
Looking at Sir, who was a little puzzled and had a very interesting expression, with cold eyes.
Maia twitched her lips slightly, holding back a sneer.
“If it was for that reason, I would never have agreed to him seeking the Sword Spirit, even if I didn’t know about the other princesses.”
She is a dragon descendant.
It is the incarnation of exclusivity obsessed with treasure.
Just allowing the sword was a concession that went beyond the limit.
Not to mention, unlike the swordswoman who had been trying to become Limon’s bride from a long time ago, even the sword spirit, who was only a disciple, didn’t have the heart to give him a seat next to him.
But…
“He told us. The important thing in making a sword spirit your bride is not necessity or responsibility.”
“Then what is important?”
quietly close your eyes
Maia recalled.
Gather the seven princesses.
The actions of Limon who asked for a chance.
In order to convince the princesses, who may have had different expressions on those words, but were never in favor of them.
the story he told.
“—The sword spirit deserves to be happy.”
“What does that mean?”
“I mean literally.”
What Limon had said about the sword spirit, Maia did not bother to explain one by one from the beginning.
It was too personal, and she was too late to waste time explaining everything from the beginning.
So she asked quietly.
“Mado Queen, do you know the pain of loneliness?”
“…Are you asking that of me, who has been sealed in Avalon for hundreds of years?”
“Is that why you were suffering?”
He tilted his head slightly at that sudden question and looked at Maia for a while.
Shir laughed at the end.
“No, to be honest, it wasn’t that painful.”
Avalon is the most powerful magic of the Silver Age.
It was a collaboration between a god and the great witch, full of mysteries that even she, the sorceress queen, did not know.
Even in the state of being trapped in the barrier, Shire was able to fully enjoy his time by studying Avalon.
She is of demigod blood.
Even if you are half human.
Because he was half a god.
“He said. Sword Spirit is the most lonely girl in the world and that’s why she was the most unhappy girl.”
“Hmm…. I know that the elemental sage Aga lived a miserable life, but isn’t that a bit exaggerated?”
“I don’t think so when you see it.”
Maia did not dare to deny the words of the Archwitch, who had lived a distant life like an immortal and had seen countless misfortunes.
As always, I just spoke pessimistically.
“But at least he thought so. That’s why I want to teach her true happiness, at least in this lifetime.”
Losing my family since I was a baby.
Raised like a beast by a fallen spirit who annihilated his family.
A girl who became completely alone after the spirit that replaced her parents was destroyed.
Even though his life is full of hardship and loneliness, instead of resenting the world, he guards the wilderness alone so that the fallen spirits do not harm humans.
Because of Geomrang’s cowardly scheme, he died without knowing happiness for the rest of his life.
Even though he came back to life like that, instead of holding a grudge, the Sword Master wished for love and a future.
As a person before being a teacher.
I want her to be truly happy.
Recalling Limon’s confession, Maia continued.
“And they say that you’re the only one who can tell her happiness.”
“…”
“Including saying that he wants to make her happy above all else.”
if it was someone else.
maybe you didn’t understand
However, he was born with the fate of inheriting the true blood of the Poison Nokryongyakgun and killing everyone just by touching him.
As the Green Dragon Princess, who had no choice but to live alone, keeping a distance from everyone until she met him.
understand her life.
Because I empathize.
Unable to refuse his request, the priest opened his closed eyes.
“If you sincerely want to make someone smile comfortably and be happy even in reality, not in a dream, what do you think that feeling is?”
“….”
Looking at Maia looking at him with those gloomy, sunken green eyes.
Sir finally understood.
That there was a reason why Maia was especially sharp these days.
“It’s something I’ve been feeling all over again lately… That baby is really more of a born bastard than I thought.”
Maybe he let the bastard loose his reins.
Recalling the groom who was persuaded and left a confession about another woman in front of the brides, Sir had no choice but to reflect.
