Swordmaster’s Youngest Son Chapter 846

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Chapter 846 Chapter

210. Memories of the Past – Murakan (5)

Losing consciousness several times a day and waking up.

Those days continued. Occasionally, Diana and other colleagues visited the hospital bed, but Murakan barely communicated with them.

January 1, 800.

Runkandel and Zipple officially announced the end of the war to the world.

The people of the world guessed that the reason why the overwhelmingly advantageous Ziple suddenly ended the war was because of Temar’s return.

It is said that the end of the war was possible because he sacrificed his life to kill Elona Ziple.

However, the names of Temar and Elona were quickly forgotten in people’s memories. The tower of stories was easily changing the perception of ordinary people who had no power of existence and no resistance to manipulation.

However, Runcandel and the members of Zipple remembered the two.

“It’s just a fake end. Murakan Ziple is still frantic trying to find the body of the family head. It’s like when he humiliates us by proposing the terms of acceptance of surrender, and he’s strangely obsessed with the body of the head of the family.”

As Rokia said that, Murakan barely opened his eyes and looked at her.

“Rokia…”

“They keep raiding the areas expected to be the tomb of the family head. Actually, we don’t know where the family head is buried. So we are always moving later than they are.”

Murakan didn’t answer for a while, thinking about Temar’s death. Eventually, he accepted the fact that he was dead.

However, the reality that Murakan had to accept did not end there.

“Diana… Diana is.”

“Dead. I was trying to protect the grave of the family head yesterday. It wasn’t exactly to guard the tomb. Like I just said, we don’t even know where the tomb is. However, after checking the movement of Zipple’s troops, a battle broke out. A guy who wasn’t even in good shape did too much.”

Rokia said in a calm voice. Now I see that she too has serious injuries all over her body.

“The ones who survived are… you and… someone else.”

“It is difficult to ascertain whether he is alive or dead. The most likely one is Lucy.”

“Huh.”

Rokia raised magic in her palm and wiped away the muddy aura that flowed from Murakan’s mouth.

“…There aren’t many left to be able to use magic like this. Ziffle and his gods cursed Runcandel. We can no longer use magic.”

“I’m afraid that Lord Rokia Murakan will be too shocked. I’ll let you know later.”

“okay? Kin. It’s a shock… not bad. Because Murakan will pay the price.”

“Sir Rokia!”

“If only this guy came to his senses and fought together in the last battle of the household, we wouldn’t have ended up like this. The curse in the name of a mere façade of the end of the war The defeated soldiers who fight to protect the body of the family leader even if they are scattered. I’m sick of it, I can’t stand it.”

“Murakan-nim did nothing wrong. We lost because of the fabrication of history, not anyone’s fault.”

“I don’t think so, even if you, who are still blind, don’t know.”

“It is Lord Rokia who must lead the family now that the whereabouts of the head butler and the teenage knights are uncertain.”

“Yes, it will be mine now. But I will leave the family and retire as soon as Lucy or any other living creature returns.”

“What do you mean? You’re going to throw away your family…?”

“Now, not a single bit of my utopia remains in this family. Hey Kin. We lost a lot fighting for Runkandel. Are you still going to tell me to fight more? What right do you have?”

Keen couldn’t answer.

“Thank you for not leaving right away. I’m just postponing my retirement because I don’t want to see my family disappear without a trace.”

Rokia left. Murakan fell asleep again, wrapped in a new shell of sorrow.

But even if I run away into sleep every time.

The moment when he had no choice but to kill his colleagues was vivid enough to give goosebumps. Even though Temar performed a miracle, the miserable reality of Runcandel did not disappear.

Eventually, Murakan started exhibiting erratic behavior.

From one day, he suddenly got up from his bed as if he had sleepwalking and wandered around the stormy area. There were times when he walked through the corridors in human form and there were times when he flew in his true form.

no one could stop him It was because he had a runaway reaction when I tried to stop him once.

Half a year passed like that. Rokia left the family, and the invisible war between Runcandel and Ziple continued.

Murakan’s strange behavior was also continuing.

He went farther and farther and returned again and again. When it is short, it is a few hours, and when it is long, it is to get out of the hospital bed for several days.

“I don’t know if Murakan-nim is really okay. If I end up getting attacked by the assassins from the Zipline side, I’ll be worried and go crazy.”

“Kin-nim, so are we. There’s no reason for Ziffle to leave Murakan alone. On the day when they are going to enter the anti-aircraft network… I heard that they are only able to fly now and have virtually no combat capability.”

“I can’t even ask for help because I won’t be able to afford it anymore. Is there no choice but to wait like this?”

As the worries of Kin and his family grow, Murakan’s return has passed for the first time in over a month.

“Didn’t you come back today? How is the atmosphere on the Whoo Zipline side?”

“There is still no news that Murakan has been seen in the Lutero Federation.”

“Has anyone seen it on our side or in the Empire?”

“Yeah…. There was no report from anywhere.”

It was no different that the story of seeing Murakan was not heard anywhere in the world.

Black Sea.

At that time, Murakan was walking on the Black Sea. From the first time he got out of bed and started to move, his unconscious mind was directed towards the Black Sea.

And finally Murakan was able to face a man somewhere on the Black Sea.

[Murakan… You managed to reach this place alive.]

Witch Heluram.

She looked down on Murakan from atop a tower over the Black Sea.

[Your body will never be able to handle the monsters and debris in this place.]

Heluram looked at Murakan and the depths of the Black Sea behind him several times as if he was really curious about that fact.

Indeed, Murakan, with his heart destroyed, safely entered the Black Sea and tried to estimate how likely it would be to meet him.

It was infinitely close to impossible.

[Whether it was someone’s blessing or whether your will was as transcendent as that… it deserves a price. So what made you come to me so earnestly?]

“Memories…”

[Remembers?]

“Erase my memories… erase…”

So that I won’t give up.

When Murakan continued talking behind her back, the witch widened her eyes in surprise and smiled.

[I am asking you to erase the memories you have already forgotten yourself. Wouldn’t it be a waste to ask me?]

Murakan nodded without hesitation.

[I’ll listen.]

When I heard Helluram’s voice and opened my eyes again, I was in a stormy hospital bed.

Murakan remembered what he had to do as he watched Kin and his family hurriedly enter the hospital room.

I repeated my resolve to recover my heart as much as possible until the thousand-year contractor appeared.

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…

Suddenly, like ashes, the scenery of a thousand years ago was coming to an end.

Jin couldn’t say anything for a while, so he stared at Murakan and the teenage knights. Murakan stretched out his hands in the air, sobbing, distraught.

What he was trying to catch were the teenage knights he killed back then. Dranax and Violo Frey from a thousand years ago filled Murakan’s field of vision.

But you can’t hold on to illusions caused by delirium. His arms were just floundering in the air.

“Forgive me for my mistake…”

At Murakan’s hoarse voice, the teenage knights who were formed as guardians lowered their heads for a moment. The hour of annihilation is imminent. Their bodies also disappeared little by little, and aura particles were scattered.

“damn. You bastard, why are you making people cry like this? Should I weave it now that it is disappearing? Whoops!”

“Yeah, I don’t like this. Whoa! Huh!”

As Dranax and Violo spoke, Frey hugged Murakan from behind. Dranax and Violo also burst into tears as they hugged Frey and Murakan.

“Murakan.”

“Frey…? Freya?”

“Yes, it is me. Frey.”

“Forgive me Frey.”

“We must ask for forgiveness. You protected us like that, but we didn’t know that and resented you.”

“Forgiveness, what kind of forgiveness is that, you bastard!”

“Yes, you bastard!”

“Dranax… Violo.”

Soon after, Murakan looked back and was able to face the two crying and the smiling Frey.

I almost forgot my headache with that bright smile. Seeing her friends crying close to her was like a dream, and she blinked her eyes several times.

Murakan also hugged them. Their voices trembled, their hearts beat, their body temperature pounded all over their bodies. The chains that had plagued Murakan for a thousand years were breaking piece by piece. I was finally able to face them face to face.

But I couldn’t just get drunk with joy.

“Guys, don’t go. Where are you going?”

The disappearance of the teenage knights was accelerating. Each time aura particles escaped, their bodies visibly dimmed.

“We are not going away, we are going into your memory.”

don’t do that, just stay

Murakan tried to answer, but his throat choked and no words came out.

“Murakan, it sounds a bit strange to me. From now on, in your memory, we will all watch over you and fight together.”

“It was us then that lost, not you and Runkandel now. Hey Jean! please this guy I’m not sure about the thousand-year contract or what, but I really like you. If it’s you, I can put my mind at ease.”

Murakan felt the presence of his friends fading away.

And Frey brushed the hair of Murakan, who was trying to deny the breakup, and lightly kissed him.

“I am proud to have loved you. Murakan, you kept us hard, and you found it hard. So live courageously without falling into sadness again. Nod your head just once. That way, I think I can comfortably become your memory.”

Murakan nodded.

It was because if I couldn’t nod my head now, I couldn’t do that forever in the future.

It also made me smile. It was because if I couldn’t show my smile now, I couldn’t show it in the future.

“Hello Murakan.”

After Frey’s voice, Katam’s drawing ended.

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Swordmaster’s Youngest Son

Swordmaster’s Youngest Son

SMYS, The Swordmaster's Son, The Youngest Son of a Renowned Family of Swordsmen
Score 8
Status: Completed Type: Author: , Released: 2019 Native Language: Korean
Jin Runcandel was the youngest son of Runcandel, the land’s most prestigious swordsman family… And the biggest failure in Runcandel history. He, who was kicked out miserably and came to a meaningless end, was given another chance. “How do you want to use this power?” “I want to use it for myself.” Memories of his past life, overwhelming talent, and a contract with God… The preparations to become the greatest are complete.

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