Episode 277

Kunta and Isabelle, who were ordered by Colius, came out of the gray castle and met eyes.

[But how do you find out where radon is? We don’t know where he is.]

Kunta, carrying an ax on his shoulder, tilted his head, but Isabelle opened his parasol.

Then he climbed onto Kunta’s other shoulder and said.

[If it’s my thread, you’ll know.]

[Is that possible?]

[I’ve attached a thread to the gods one by one. Kunta to you too.]

[Oh! After all, that’s a cowardly way! Wonderful!!]

Isabelle’s doll-like eyebrows curled into an eyebrow. I didn’t like that he was called a coward at the end of every word.

But she is a lady.

He knew better than anyone else that if he bet such a thing on this idiot and fell, only his mouth would hurt.

[…Anyway, I know the location of radon. So you can fight But are you weaker than before?]

Kunta’s energy has changed greatly.

A state in which he was eaten by Colius and lost his original divinity.

[That’s something I don’t know. I’ve lost my divinity, but another power fills my body! You have to fight to find out!]

However, the empty bowl is also full of other things.

[okay. I’m looking forward to it.]

Contrary to her words, her expression was Isabelle’s not expecting it at all.

Kunta and Lumpad’s divinity must have already been taken by Callius as his own.

Asking them to catch radon is also to buy time to make the divinity their own.

‘How much stronger can I become?’

It was absurd, but rather, that’s why Isabelle has no choice but to bet on him.

[Sword or spear. Crazy people are idiots who want freedom even though they got it.]

[Hmm? What do you mean?]

[No.]

Isabelle thought.

If I told that idiot about this, he wouldn’t understand.

In order to understand a noble and noble thought like himself, you would have to be on the level of Calius, and no savage with a brain like Kunta’s muscle would have begun.

[No, what is it? I need to tell you where the radon is! I can’t wait to compete with him! Could it be that she’s rolling a crane to use a cowardly trick again?]

Isabelle’s thoughts were not very different.

[gibberish. Callius told me to bring Radon, not to kill him. Kunta. Don’t be mistaken.]

[Hey, I know that better than anyone else. Radon is said to have escaped, but unlike the coward in front of me, he is a great warrior. It will meet my expectations.]

A vein formed on Isabelle’s forehead.

[Why am I a coward and radon a warrior? He ran away too, so he’s a coward.]

[A warrior is someone who knows fear. Frightened, terrified, running away, hesitating, but finally stepping out again is a true warrior! Radon is hesitant for a moment, but he will rise up and fight. Unlike the coward in front of me.]

Quickly. Isabelle’s hair stood up as she chewed her teeth. It had been a long time since I had tasted such anger.

But she is a noble lady.

Even if you fight barbarians, you will only lose yourself.

[I’ve been thinking about it for a long time, but I suddenly thought of it again.]

[What do you mean?]

[I really hate guys like you.]

[Hahaha! That’s amazing! Me too Isabelle! One thing worked.]

With a face like a rotten apple, Isabelle unfolded a parasol from her shoulder and flew through the sky.

I didn’t want to breathe the same air as him anymore.

You know where you are anyway.

The guy has no choice but to follow himself.

[Is that it? It will take a whole year to fly like a fly! I’ll help you!]

[Keck! Let go of this!]

[I know all the good things! Hahaha! Koon-ta!]

Kunta jumped up and snatched Isabel, who was flying away wearing a parasol, and ran like a chimpanzee between the destroyed buildings making a banging noise.

* * *

Gray Castle.

A woman with white hair moved to the side of Colius, who was sitting on a throne made up of swords and spears.

She came over and touched his cheek, then knelt down and rested her head on his leg.

“Clara.”

Callius’ eyes, which had been closed, slowly opened.

Pretty tired looking face.

But he couldn’t do it without seeing the woman sitting at his feet.

“Are you awake?”

“How did it come out?”

“I was just too happy.”

“…”

Callius gathered Clara’s ashes and made a sword and put it in the graveyard.

He created a situation and a world in which she could be happy.

to live happily ever after there.

However, it seems that it was not as perfect as I thought.

She broke the sword herself and came out.

“My life has really been a series of misfortunes. Every night, the moments of death that didn’t even exist came to me vividly. But at some point, I said what I wanted and only the things I wanted came true. I thought it was strange, but in the end it was a dream.”

“Is that the only thing you noticed?”

“Because you weren’t like you at all.”

In Clara’s world.

Callius listened to whatever he had to say. In reality he would never be like that, but in his dream he was.

On the contrary, that is why Clara woke up from her dream.

Even though he wants it, he knows he’ll never do it.

“Why didn’t I write?”

“What do you mean?”

“You are fighting a great war. I felt the traces of many battles on the way to find you here. It must have been a pretty tough fight. It was to the point that you fell asleep without noticing until I came to your feet.”

Callius, fussy and sensitive, didn’t wake up when Clara put her head on her leg.

Now that we are connected mentally, we know better than anyone else.

Colliers is exhausted.

“I’ve gotten pretty strong too.”

But Colliers shook his head.

“It’s not a fight for you to get involved in.”

“Then…”

“There is no need to try to do anything.”

“But I have nothing now.”

There is no country, no duty, no people to protect.

because everything is gone

The only consolation was the fact that he remained.

“…Clara.”

“yes.”

“You were destined to die. I was like that when I made you. I carefully made a child who was supposed to die and put a lot of thought into it.”

“Why did you put so much effort into making a child who would die anyway?”

Clara asked with sad eyes.

I vaguely knew.

Every night she dreamed of dying as things happened that didn’t happen every night.

A dream so vivid that it doesn’t even look like a dream.

“Because I am a child who has to die. Rather, more hands and eyes went. At least to make others remember you for a long time through a sad death.”

But in the end.

“I stopped it with my own hands. I kept saving you.”

“…why?”

“It was like a sense of guilt or a sense of duty. That is all I have for you.”

A cold word. However, Clara smiled rather reassuringly.

“Why are you laughing?”

“It’s like the Colliers I know now. I feel relieved.”

“You don’t believe me.”

“No, I believe. Whatever you say, I will believe it. And no matter what I say, I won’t leave your side. Because all I have left is you.”

Clara, who was sitting at his feet, threw off the queen’s tiara and jumped into Colius’ arms.

“Are you leaving again?”

“I have to go.”

“Then just for a moment.”

A moment of comfort for you who have so many things.

Carpe’s lullaby was sung by Clara in the arms of Colius.

– My baby is my baby. Good night. If you don’t go to sleep, the goat will cry. If the goat is angry, the dog won’t bark. And when the wagon rolls away. The prettiest baby in the world will still be you.

That moment when Clara’s smile is about to bloom as she sees his slowly closing eyes.

Whoops-!!

The gray castle and gates surrounding it turn to ash and begin to disappear into the sky.

Carlyus rose from the throne holding her, opened his half-closed eyes anew, and walked slowly forward.

“Should I go?”

In response to her question, what Colius is looking at is a pillar of light across the sky.

A vast divinity was a pillar of light rising as if to pierce the sky.

At first glance, the shape of the pillar of light resembled that of a sword.

“Is the victory or defeat of the swordsman over with the sword?”

After saying that, Colliers glanced behind him and said.

“That lullaby is rather eerie. Next time I will tell you a lullaby I know.”

“…yes!”

As soon as the answer came out, Clara watched with her hands full as the new model of Colius turned to ashes and disappeared.

praying unreachable.

“Anytime…”

I longed for him to return.

* * *

Dripping. pop.

The viscous liquid dripped down.

What fell was a god holding a broken spear.

Changsin Lactus.

Drops of blood flowed along the sword stuck in his chest and filled the floor.

[Balterus.]

[Say.]

[Perhaps I knew. none of us knew The one who became a god before any other god. Sword body. If it’s you, you’ll be able to do anything.]

The first god.

Sword God Balterus.

Maybe they all knew.

The strongest among the gods is the Sword God.

That it was Balterus.

[You know a world we don’t know. That’s why I knew everything about the Golden Cloth and other worlds. Isn’t it?]

[It might be.]

[How far do you know?]

The chain of life that is cut off.

Lactus asked, feeling that the divinity united with the soul escaped.

Balterus, who was stained with his blood, replied by brushing his long hair.

[In the beginning there was a sword.]

[What is that…]

[The sword told me. A world where there is a person with a soul of gold and a sword.]

[Who is that…]

[Unfortunately, you are not allowed to do more than that. I’m sorry, Lactus.]

Fuuk!!

The flowing blood pools and pools and flows anew. The flowing blood gathers in one place and causes a new birth, so the divinity is born.

[Lactus.]

Looking down at the motionless Lactus.

said Balterus.

[I hate this world.]

Just that.

Stepping through the pool of blood, Balterus opened a door.

Inside the huge door that opened with air pressure, there were dozens of connected tubes and a single human figure contained in the tube.

[This world created by that. For me, it was oppression and restraint more than anything else. I want this world.]

Him.

[I will destroy everything.]

The sword that maintains this world.

I will break it and fly like a free bird to the new world.

[I hope the sky I will fly to is a golden, brilliant sky, not a dull, faded sky like this.]