Episode 261
Caan!
“It’s stronger than I’ve heard.”
Sword Saint Esther.
A representative genius of Carpe, a girl who was chosen as a candidate for sainthood from a young age.
Junice recalled what she knew about Esther’s past.
‘The fallen nobleman. She was sold as a slave, but the person who bought her at that time was Sullivian von Bright, who was of royal blood.’
The fallen noble girl grew up and became a saint.
He developed the strength not to be ashamed of having someone like his mother as his sword.
“It is over.”
Quadang!
Esther’s sword, Sullivan, pointed at the fallen Carly, shimmered in the sunlight.
“If there is something you want to protect, grab the sword even if you have to roll through the mud. It’s a noble thing, and you won’t be able to protect yourself, let alone those around you, with just that much determination.”
Whirly Rick.
Carly, missing the predatory sword-Loas, chewed her molars. Sword Saint Esther.
It was even stronger than the skills he had in his memory.
got a baby
My hands were sweaty and my mouth was dry.
“Hold the sword!!”
Kali hurriedly pulled out her sword, Erbiwe, at the sound of Esther’s voice.
“Among the men I knew, there was a man who knew how to give up everything he had to protect his own. Are you prepared for that?”
Kwaaaak.
Kali’s new model, tightly wrapped around the hilt, disappeared.
spot. Kaang-!!
Kali’s sword attack that suddenly appeared outside of Esther’s gaze.
Junice also flinched at his strong attack that extended like a thunderbolt.
But Esther didn’t blink an eye and blocked Kali’s sword.
On the contrary, it counterattacked.
“Yoo-su-hwa.”
keying!
The moment she tries to attack Esther’s sword again with water flow.
Esther’s brow furrowed.
“His shedding is not fuss like yours.”
It was then.
Esther took Kali’s empress again. As if drawing a full circle, he changed the flow of water that stretched out like a thunderbolt as if it were his own sword.
“!!”
Like the oil painting of Colius.
Surprised, Kali stomped on the ground a couple of times before raising her sword above her head to defend herself.
And right at that moment.
“Hoewol.”
Chaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh
Esther’s sword, which drew the moon as if it were dancing, extended to Kali.
“Turn it off!!”
The moon flew towards him.
Kali’s model, which was dragged in at the moment, stumbled and was hit by the projected sword face and bounced off.
shiver.
After wiping the blood from her mouth and seeing Carly hesitatingly holding the sword, Esther nodded heavily and gripped the sword.
I didn’t miss the sword this time.
Esther’s cardinal expression has changed.
He bent his knees and lowered his sword.
At the same time, a strange wind blew.
Esther’s divine power rose like a wave along with the gentle wind.
The holy power that covers the area makes everything around it sacred.
However, only Carly, who was holding the sword in front of her, felt more afraid than anything else.
“Moon.”
invisible moon.
The moment Esther’s sword is about to unfold.
softly.
In an instant, the pieces of paper gather and block Esther’s way in an instant.
Esther’s fingertips, which had been cut without hesitation, touch the tip of a knife, like a piece of metal that cannot be seen as paper.
and that moment.
The pieces of paper turn into butterflies and disappear. The man who should be in front of Esther.
Carly also disappeared.
“What’s missing? Esther! Corruption is gone!”
“The piece of paper… It’s the work of Krasion magician Walcom.”
Krasion’s magician, Walcom.
There’s nothing else you can do with scraps of paper like this.
“Weren’t Krasion and the Colius on good terms? I know you attacked the North several times and got into trouble with Colius. Why did you help?”
“Maybe he didn’t help.”
“What are you talking about?”
Esther’s expression is not good.
“He was probably an alter ego of Colius. I remember hearing that those who walk the path of God sometimes create such things.”
“You mean that’s really a… incarnation of Colius?”
“yes.”
I used the skills of Colius.
He carries his sword and looks just like him.
But he wasn’t.
I was using his skills and using his sword, but it was just an imitation.
It was an inexperienced sword.
“I will find it.”
“How can you find it? Magician Walcombe is the best on the continent, to say the least.”
However, I still had to find it.
he was immature
He was inexperienced in how to handle power and did not know what was right and what was wrong.
If left alone, he might become Krasion’s puppet.
He was inexperienced, but in other words, he was someone who had another potential of Colius.
“You have to find it. If Krasion hijacked the incarnation of Colius, the reason wouldn’t necessarily be a good one.”
Another being with his potential.
If Krasion coveted the incarnation, it would surely be bad for him.
* * *
Halfway up the gorge of Lymphedore.
Carly stood precariously with her sword in hand.
“Walcom, the magician of Krasion. And you… Ramatu the water dragon. Is that Archbishop Nemesis?”
In front of Kali is a mustachioed gentleman holding a staff with an eagle engraved on it. Magician Walcom.
Ramatu, a water dragon wearing a ragged robe. And Archbishop Nemesis, a stout old man holding a handsome fan, was looking at him.
“You look alike, I want to kill you right now.”
Ramatu, holding a cane like an old tree, trembled in anger.
“Looking at us, it seems that some of God’s memories have been transferred. It’s fun.”
Holding a fan, Nemesis stroked his beard and smiled sinisterly.
“However, compared to the main body, it has insignificant power.”
Magician Walcomb evaluated him.
However, when compared to the body.
Walcombe’s eyes were clear.
“Even with that insignificant power, it’s enough to catch one or two corrupted people. A newborn baby who has just been born.”
However, Kali’s potential is higher and stronger than anything else.
“His potential is superior to anyone else, so even if I kill him right now and make him a weapon, I won’t be able to compare it to anything else.”
Carly’s neckline drew a high and low.
However, Krasion’s trio seemed to have no intention of making Kali a weapon.
“It’s not worth it.”
“He is as white as my paper. A person who can easily be stained with anything.”
Someone who will absorb anything like a sponge.
It is a being that will absorb anything, good or bad.
could be put to better use.
Because of that, he risked taking it out in front of the two saints.
“This is luck. God is helping us.”
“You mean the god of the scabbard?”
Walcome gave a wry laugh, and Ramatu grumbled brusquely.
“Would such a half-penny god help us?”
However, it was soon followed by a scary smile.
The three eyes turned to Carly.
“God has abandoned you.”
“God has not abandoned me!”
“If God hadn’t abandoned you, would we have appeared before you? You know better what your gods think of us.”
Carly couldn’t open her mouth easily.
He knew better than anyone else that his connection with God had been severed.
It was because the thing that was as natural as breathing was connected to God.
As if the mother’s umbilical cord was connected, the natural thing is now cut.
I couldn’t help but be agitated.
“…what is the purpose?”
“The heart of the Dragon King. And the fragments of the corruption of the beginning. That’s all we want.”
Dragon King’s heart. and fragments of the beginning.
I was wanting nonsense.
The power of the dragon king is that the corruption of the beginning of the demigod is also the beings whose power is equivalent to that of a demigod.
Carly was dumbfounded when I told her to kill such people.
“I need you to do that.”
“What if you don’t like it? You can’t even do it in the first place.”
When he refused, a sword made of paper hung around Sophie’s neck as if she had waited.
“With the current power, it must be so.”
“I’m mistaken about something, but I didn’t give you a choice. If you don’t listen to us, the child you care about will die. You don’t need to put emotion in your hands to kill corruption. It is possible right now. bantling.”
Corruption that ensues.
“Even if it is corruption, if there is nothing to connect, isn’t this an infinitely weak corruption?”
“…”
After thinking for a while, Carly opened her mouth.
“I am weak. I don’t even have the ability to do that.”
“I will fill your bowl.”
Something appeared in Ramatu’s hand.
A mysterious fruit of subtle light.
It was a fruit that clearly remained in Carly’s memory.
“The fruit of the overturned tree!”
It is called the fruit of the gods.
A divine fruit that gives you special powers.
“With this, your bowl will be filled.”
A thing that even his god wanted to have.
I couldn’t figure out why Krasion’s guys were carrying them.
“…your purpose. Was it for you to become gods?”
At Kali’s question, the three of Krasion’s mouths curled wide.
He burst into laughter and then spoke with a straight face.
“no.”
“Then what?”
Ramatu raised his finger to the sky.
“The Fall of God.”
“…?”
“Because we’ve realized that it’s better that there are no gods in this world.”
* * *
Inside the Temple of Colius.
Sitting in front of the kneeling Coca, Callius listened to his report with a thoughtful face.
“As expected.”
The story of those who have been summoned as corpses and end their lives by themselves after being like living corpses who have lost their sense of reason.
Hearing the story of the suicide, Colius was convinced that it was the work of the gods.
Otherwise, there’s no way something like this could have happened.
“Yes, but I want to ask you one thing…”
“Something.”
“Why did you ask me to find out about this? Thanks to that, I ended up in a mental hospital. No matter how much I think about it, I think I’m crazy. Otherwise…”
Callius stood up and patted Coca on the shoulder, who was suffering.
“The wall will soon come down. Between those who desire and those who want to keep. There are things I want to transcend, but they will all fall apart.”
“What do you mean?”
“It means that the plan of the gods will work.”
Koka frowned at the words like a Zen dialogue, then lowered his head in surprise.
Callius didn’t care about Coca’s appearance and threw a question.
“Ask me one question. Is the number of people called to this continent greater or the population of this world greater? Where do you think there are many?”
“…I wonder if there are more people who have been called. Even if they die, they come back to life.”
Even if that wasn’t the case, the population of those who were called was larger. The inhabitants of this world simply die from colds, from food poisoning, and die easily from absurd events.
It is a world where the average life span is less than 50 unless you sharpen your divine power.
“right. War brings death and blood feeds the earth.”
“But why is that…”
“Most of the normal people are afraid of death, but not those who have been called.”
The fertility of the land benefits life, and the gods intend to use that fertility.
“Where are the places where they die the most and are reborn?”
“It must be a battlefield.”
“right.”
The battlefield of the Dragon Demon War.
The place where the most life burns and dies.
“That is the goal of the gods.”
soon.
“Borders will be broken.”
That eats up many lives.
