Swordmaster’s Youngest Son Chapter 1081

Chapter 1081
Episode 254 The Selves of the Sun God (5)

What Nebdor and Bligiet said was true.

Ban agreed with their opinion and closed his eyes with a sad face. The fact that Dante was able to take on Kragos and Ziffle’s attacks alone meant that the threat of death was coming every second.

“Damn it! Hey sun gods. Is it really impossible! really? “We should just sit back and watch a weak guy get killed by these guys?”

Murakan shouted in an excited voice. To him, Dante was no longer just a ‘little friend’ but a colleague.

Dante was not only someone important to Jin. To the people of the empire, he was the perfect regent, but to everyone in the alliance, he was a swordsman they could always rely on.

[…I can’t help it. Malugia’s power is absolute. Even if you release our restraints, it won’t be of much help.]

“First of all, I will continue to keep track of the records. “While confirming whether Sir Dante is alive or dead, we can find even the smallest clue that could lead to something.”

Jin couldn’t really hear what they were saying.

‘Dante… is dying? So, so vainly?’

Even with my heightened senses, it wasn’t easy to control my heart that was pounding like it was going to explode. My ears felt like they had stopped working, and I felt like I was submerged in water and couldn’t breathe.

“Brother Jin!”

“Kid, no. “Demon Seonghwa is coming!”

Valeria was also concerned about this, so she deliberately did not mention the record of the empire’s people being instantly exterminated. Above the blue record window, numbers that did not feel realistic were continuously being updated.

However, Jin could not have been unaware of the tragedy. Anyone can tell.

The massacre of Zippel that continued several times, the tragedy that unfolded again in an empire that had suffered several deep and great tragedies in the past, and even the fate of a friend who would die fighting alone in the midst of it.

All of this was trying to break the line that was so thinly maintained within Jin.

The emotions that I had always managed to push away, thinking that atonement would come after everything was done, anger, hatred, guilt, and madness were about to bubble up to the surface.

What makes Jin even crazier.

The point is that there is nothing you can do right now. There was nothing I could do for the people who died there, for the people dying, for my friends. Even though he created the Bamul Alliance, liberated Laprarosa, and built up such a huge force.

Jin had to make a choice.

It was a choice that excluded Dante. Bringing in all the forces of the alliance for a friend who has an absolute probability of death is, of course, a choice that a leader must avoid.

With just one decision he makes, tens, hundreds, or even tens of millions of lives change between life and death.

If, for Dante’s sake, Ban unfolds the Netherworld Sword for an entire day, and all the superhumans and fleets of the Alliance break through Malugia’s golden wall.

What happens next is quite obvious. Dante will die as planned, and the Alliance will once again be dragged into the hands of its enemies, suffering great damage.

‘How… can I… suppress this? ‘How on earth?’

The heavy duty of being the leader of the Bamul Alliance and the responsibility of being the only returnee will lead Jin to make a reasonable choice this time.

However, before he was the leader of the Bamul Union, he was essentially a human being.

There was bound to be a moment when one loved one felt more precious than the countless people whose lives were at stake due to one’s decision.

That was now.

Whether Dante could be saved or not, the urge to pour out all of himself and the Bamul Alliance pierced inside him like an awl.

“jin! Hey, Jin!”

Bah!

Suddenly, someone hit Jin on the head. Beradin, he grabbed Jin’s shoulder as he raised his head and shook it violently as he continued talking.

“You idiot, don’t you know!? Dante must have seen with his own eyes the people of the empire dying there. You must have wanted to fight. You would have rather died fighting! But he’s not dead yet, he’s still alive.”

“Beradin.”

“What does that mean? That guy is running away. Because that’s right. If you fight sloppily before reinforcements arrive, you will only lose your troops! Same goes for us, Jin. You have to step down. Dante… Dante….”

Blood flowed from between Beradin’s lips. He was unconsciously biting his tongue and clenching his teeth the whole time he was speaking.

“Dante, if he knew about this situation, he would want us to do that. Because that’s right. Because you will think that you should not waste your energy and endanger the world! He only knows what’s right… So wake up, if you falter, the world will end. “No one can replace you, huh?”

Tears flowed from Jin’s eyes. Beradin could barely hold back the tears that threatened to burst out.

“…All fleet, rendezvous cancelled. The Empire will not support it. All next. Next… I’ll prepare for the next fight.”

The line was unbroken, sinking into the deep wound that had just opened up inside Jin.

Those who received the communication lowered their heads. Imperial officials residing in the Garden of Swords and Tikan sat down and wept, and many even fainted. Dante went beyond the pillars of the empire and was no different from the empire itself.

beep…!

Jin closed his eyes tightly due to the tinnitus that overtook him, along with the feeling as if something had exploded both inside and inside his body.

Soon, Jin put down the communicator and stared at the golden wall with empty eyes. I couldn’t picture my friend’s face on the other side of that wall in my head.

“Valeria, the records… keep track of them. “We need to know what happened so we can respond later.”

There were tears in Valeria’s eyes as she silently nodded without looking back.

-[It’s the feeling of a colleague, a comrade in arms, dying. Even someone with as much experience as me can’t get used to it. Moreover, Kragos is not the only enemy… In the worst case, you may have to deal with the Tower of Stories, Malugia, and Araxion as well.]

Jin was thinking about what Orgal said a little while ago. As the saying goes, I could never get used to this sadness.

[…jin. Although this may not be a consolation. You are not monsters because you can be sad.]

Nebdol said, holding Jin’s hand. As creators, she and Bligiette felt indebted to everyone in the alliance, including Jin. A feeling of debt for making the world such a painful place.

Jin’s eyes remained fixed on the golden wall.

[No matter how strong you are, no matter how great you are, if you can’t be sad about anything. You weren’t much different from us or those horrible mortals before we realized it… huh?]

Nepdol suddenly stopped talking and blinked.

[Yes, this is it!]

At the same time, Bligiette also raised his head as if he sensed something. Only the sun god’s selves were aware of the changes that had occurred on the battlefield.

Another self of the sun god is approaching here from somewhere.

“What? Nebdol, Bligiet. Could it be that another sun god’s self has come!?”

Immediately after Murakan shouted, Jin and the Alliance were able to see a huge portal of a type they had never seen before open between the flagship Sara and the Golden Wall.

[Pokal! This is Focal! Focal is here! Wow!]

[Fokal…!]

– The name of Kinzelo’s ego sleeping at the altar is Fokal, and he is the ego that wants to maintain the world. Zipple once used him as a material for the Demon God Stone. When he wakes up, he will become a strong ally of the Alliance.

What Silkia Arsia said in the Kingdom of Mila a while ago.

From that day on, Jinma World received the sun sword Tetalon from Jin and prepared to awaken Fokal. And today, it was successful.

“jin! jin! We’re here, Silkya has woken up Pokal! “Fokal said the situation was bad, so we came very quickly, thanks to Silkia and Fokal’s abilities.”

“Jin, are you okay?”

“King Jin!”

Mysol, Tilias, Silkia. The voices of my Jinma Realm colleagues were heard. They were flying in the sky, wrapped in the solar flag that had newly appeared on the battlefield.

And behind the three, Focal, who was the last to come out of the portal, was seen. She, like Kragos, resembled a human and was very small.

However, that small body embraces the infinite love of the Creator who loves this world.

[You poor mortal, lost in sorrow.]

In an instant, Fokal came in front of Jin and made eye contact with him. As soon as Jin looked into her eyes, he felt as if the sadness inside him was washed away.

My vision, which had become blurry with tears, was finally becoming brighter.

Soon, Fokal hugged Jin, and beyond the bridge, the portal through which she escaped was closed and the golden wall was seen melting. It was a wall that was said to take at least a day to destroy even if the entire force of the Union rushed to it.

Naturally, Yuji’s egos are the ones that most strongly oppose the destruction egos. Among them, Fokal was the only one who could stop Malugia to some extent on his own.

[Go cut down your sorrow. I will give my strength to you, the ones who exist to protect the world.]

Fokal had already let go of Jin from his arms and was flying him down the path he had opened. Like melting snow, the golden walls were constantly crumbling.

[Let’s go, Ban!]

Murakan, Ban, and the flagship Sara also began to advance along the path formed by Focal.

It didn’t take long for Dante to reach the imperial capital, where he was struggling alone. Every time the golden wall collapsed, Focal and Silkia narrowed the distance and opened a new portal.

“Dante!”

After crossing five portals in about ten seconds, Jin was able to stand next to Dante, who was barely holding his sword while lying on the half-destroyed sword ship.

“Jin…Jin? Is it really you? “Is it in vain?”

“Dante you bastard! Damn, damn, I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”

Beradin and his colleagues arrived at almost the same time and took a seat next to Dante. Jin put his hand on Dante’s shoulder and said this.

“Rest now, Dante. “Thank you for being alive.”

Now that my friend was saved, it was time to avenge my people.