Late at night, Raniel van Trias closed his eyes.
What comes to mind is an inflection point. It is a memory of the day when his life and values were completely changed. Through his closed eyelids, Raniel pondered the past.
“Hello, Raniel van Trias.”
“I am you from the future.”
The future self I faced three years ago.
She was a person who experienced the future that Raniel would have had to face if he was to be, and a person with very different values from Raniel at the time.
Raniel van Trias had a compulsion that if he had to sacrifice something, it had to be himself. Therefore, in every situation, Raniel put only himself in the discard group.
They risked their lives, overworked their bodies, and when faced with a situation where they had to give up something, they gave up their own lives.
It may be a manifestation of an obsession with extreme resistance to the sacrifice of others, and the stubbornness of Raniel Van Trias. But what about himself, who came from the future?
Raniel van Dragonic.
The humans who became gods were different.
She threw everything away. She is not only herself. She had no hesitation in using the card of abandonment, and if the situation came that she had to let go, she was willing to let go of what she was holding. She pursued only efficiency.
“There is no best.”
“Because all I could do was avoid the worst. So that’s how I lived. I can’t say I lived well even with empty words. “Because I threw away too many things.”
I abandoned my students, colleagues, juniors, all of them.
“Really, because I threw it all away.”
The ending reached after abandoning it. It wasn’t hard to imagine what the ending would have been like.
“…Was it thrown away like this?”
Raniel let out a long breath.
Information provided by Kalt. Natida said she saw Rak dying in her dream. She said that he met his death in the process of blocking Yeokcheon’s sword, which was trying to cross the Sword Canyon.
That is not Natida’s delusion.
Because it must have been a future that actually happened.
Raniel looked back at the situation from the perspective of the ‘Goddess of Ash’. The Sword of Reverse Heaven, Kyle Torben. That would be a different being from the Kyle that Raniel faced three years ago. As a vessel of shadow, he would have been like a fully awakened Demon King.
My future self would have been willing to give up everything in order to delay the approach of such a disaster by even a second, and prepare for greater numbers.
Even if it was his favorite disciple.
“······.”
Raniel silently wiped his eyes.
Why did Natida see such a future now? The fact that the saint saw the future and the appearance of the prophet also suggests the appearance of the sword of death. None of this seemed like a mere coincidence.
The same stage as Sword Canyon.
Natida and Lakra are the same character.
However, the person called ‘Sword of Reverse Heaven’ can never exist there. So does this mean that someone will take the place of the sword of Yeokcheon? In Raniel’s opinion, that was also impossible.
‘Ganikalt takes over Kyle’s role?’
impossible. never.
Ganikalt, the sword of death, does not move in ‘Gehete’. He will be waiting for a challenger to come to him, blocking the path to the Temple of Shadow at the end of the world.
So who is left?
“The king of demons, Barta.”
Raniel frowned.
In the case of Barta, the king of demonic beasts, an ancient disaster that was revived, he was not directly tied to the contract… but due to his connection with the apostates, his location was sometimes marked, at least roughly, on the map. Raniel unfolded the map.
A dot pointing to Varta moving around.
However, the dot was still moving around inside the demonic realm. It was far from Sword Canyon Galatric. So, Barta will not appear in the Valley of the Sword…
We cannot ignore this one-in-all possibility.
Raniel narrowed his eyes and looked at the artifact placed on the table. Resty warned that it is impossible to know what permanent side effects will remain in the body next…
“It can’t be helped.”
Because I was prepared for that much.
2.
“Just know that there is a possibility that the King of Demon Beasts will appear. To be honest, it’s unlikely, but it’s still something that happens.”
Canyon of the Sword, the road to Galatric.
Kalt was walking with his hands stuffed into the pockets of his coat. What you can hold in your hand is an artifact in the shape of a cube.
“Although the possibility is low.”
“If it shows up, you know, right?”
An artifact named Gate.
Kalt, who was rolling the artifact in his palm, let out a long sigh. Kalt was also well aware of the side effects of this artifact.
‘···Last time, half of my body was paralyzed.’
This time to endure some side effects.
No matter how strong a warrior’s body is and how quickly he recovers, there are clear limitations. To Kalt, it seemed like Raniel was just continuing to live his life.
He’s been that kind of person ever since he was a gray wizard.
A person who would change his life rather than sacrifice someone else.
Kalt walked forward, hoping to avoid having to use this artifact as much as possible. I didn’t know why Raniel wanted to handle this mission so quickly, but I guess there was a reason to retrieve the Holy Grail as quickly as possible.
“Lark, did you hear the warning?”
“Yes, I remember.”
A more determined expression than usual.
Kalt clicked his tongue briefly as he looked at Lark, whose shoulders were full of strength. Come to think of it, I heard that the King of Demon Beasts killed many warriors in the north.
‘···It’s hard to think of him as an enemy.’
Kalt let out a short breath and put his arm around Lark’s neck.
“I’ll tell you in advance, the chances of it appearing are rare. It’s really just a coincidence, it’s just a what-if situation. And even if that happens, Lark.”
Kalt warned quietly.
“Our mission is to retrieve the Holy Grail. Not the subjugation of the King of Demon Beasts. In the first place, the two of us… no.”
Natty is walking behind. Kalt added, glancing at her with glazed eyes, as if she had trouble sleeping.
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“Because it wouldn’t be possible with the three of us. “The only thing I can do is call my senior right away and leave this place.”
“···I know.”
“okay. “Judgment must always be cool-headed.”
Kalt tapped Lark on the shoulder and walked ahead. How long did it take to walk like that? As the air gradually cooled, the entrance to the Sword Canyon began to come into view.
Canyon of the Sword, Galatric.
However, Galatric, the tomb of the sword, has now become the tomb of countless swordsmen. The appearance of the canyon, which is split and collapsed on both sides, even looks like a huge dragon with its mouth wide open.
“Oh, you know what? lakh.”
In an attempt to brighten the mood and relieve tension, Kalt pointed to the beginning of the canyon.
“Sword Canyon, that huge canyon. Is there a story about an artificially created terrain? “It is said that the progenitor, the great teacher of swordsmen and the first to set foot in the Sword Canyon, split the canyon with one swing of his sword.”
Even as he said that, Kalt burst into laughter.
“It’s nonsense. How can you cut a canyon this size with just one swing of a sword? “It’s impossible, absolutely.”
“···Is that so?”
“yes. “It doesn’t make sense.”
Kalt spread his arms wide and measured the width of the left and right sides of the canyon and continued.
“Can you cut something that size in one go? It’s impossible. “If there was anything that could do that, it would be the sword of death, Ganicalt.”
Isn’t it? And Kalt looked back at Lark.
Kalt said it as a joke, but Lark had a very strange expression on his face. He didn’t look like he was taking it as a joke.
“···What?”
“it’s nothing.”
3.
After entering the Sword Canyon, Natida’s complexion deteriorated rapidly. A face that has turned completely white. Even though it wasn’t that cold for her, Natida continued to rub her forearms.
“···Are you okay?”
“yes? Ah yes. are you okay.”
Lark, who was walking next to her, glanced at Natida with concern. However, Natida was looking straight ahead at Rak without making eye contact with her.
Galatric, the Tomb of the Sword.
Dozens or hundreds of broken swords were stuck here and there. The owners of that sword have already faced death a long time ago. Although they could not even leave behind a body, they left behind their swords in death.
To a prosecutor, he is like a demigod.
This place, where lost swords were strewn about, looked like it could truly be called the grave of swords.
“It reminds me of Kuntel. Because Kuntel was the last survivor here. He never thought he would come and see a place he had only heard about…”
Kalt smiled bitterly as he looked around the grave of the sword.
Kuntel often spoke proudly about his hometown, teachers, and alumni. Now that he had arrived at the Tomb of the Sword, which he had only heard about, Kalt was feeling bitter.
‘···This is the place I saw during the ordeal.’
Lark was thinking about the scene he saw during the Holy Grail trials. And Natida…
“Please run away.”
“This is my stage.”
“Didn’t I tell you that I would protect you at least?”
I was seeing a completely different scenery.
Natida is walking in reality and looking at reality with her eyes open, but what is reflected in her eyes is a dreamscape. It was here that Lark met his death in his dream.
Many people died.
Natida used sacred arts to keep the knights dying from the sword attack in this world. They turned into dolls who could not die and rushed towards Yeokcheon’s sword. Until my whole body falls apart and I can no longer stand up.
And, Lac Van Grace.
He stepped on the pile of knights’ clothes and rushed towards Yeokcheon’s sword. Lark, already prepared for his death, continued to swing his sword, but it was pointless resistance.
‘It took some time, though.’
No matter how much time Lark takes, no matter how much he loses his body and holds on to the Sword of Reverse Heaven. Because no support came here. Because it was meant to be abandoned in the first place.
So it was meaningless.
He held on and held on, but in the end, Lark died.
The head fell and fell down the slope. Yes, that slope you can see right now…
“Ouch!”
The moment Natida remembered the end of Lark that she had seen in her dream, she unconsciously covered her mouth with her palm.
A brief bout of nausea, and then staggering around.
It is a scene too vivid to be a dream or a fantasy. Lark grabbed Natida’s shoulder as she stumbled.
“···Is this really okay?”
“ah···.”
Natida smiled bitterly as she looked at Lark standing next to her. Like the Lark I saw in my dream, he doesn’t have as many scars and doesn’t look as fierce… Rather, he looks a bit goofy.
“It’s okay now.”
Natida smiled bitterly and straightened herself up.
“Whoa.”
After taking a long, deep breath, Natida held out her palm to Rak. Lark blinked her eyes and then said, ‘I can’t give it to you if it’s a holy sword. The moment I answered, ‘I have to hold it here,’ Natida frowned.
“I ask for your hand, not the holy sword. hand.”
“…You mean my hand?”
“yes. “I want to get a blessing.”
“I don’t see any enemies yet.”
“Stop talking nonsense and give it to me.”
Lark put his palm on his face with a confused expression.
Natida held Rak’s hand with both hands and fired a sacred spell. For a moment, a light flashed, and blessings seeped into Lark’s body. Many more blessings than usual.
Grumble.
Natida’s nose was bleeding.
Eventually, Natida let go of Lark’s hand and rubbed the bridge of her nose with her collar.
“Let’s go now. “Be careful when going up that slope.”
Tilting his head, Lark walked towards the slope. Kalt’s eyes looked very bitter as he looked at him from halfway up the slope, but Lark decided not to pay any attention to that.
A slope created by piled up debris from a collapsed canyon.
What you see when you go over this slope is a place that was once called the center of Galatric. The place where the temple where prosecutors undergo trials is located.
widely.
Lark and Kalt, who had reached the top of the slope, looked down. Open view. A collapsed temple and scratch-like sword marks everywhere. and···.
“for a moment.”
Kalt frowned.
Kalt stretched out his hand and pointed to the place where the sword marks were gathered. This is the place where the sword marks started, scratching everywhere like a storm. There was a sword stuck there.
A huge greatsword.
In a sword tomb full of broken swords, there was only one sword that was not broken. Kalt’s eyes shook greatly as he looked at the shape of the great sword.
···A bizarrely shaped sword with a hole in the blade.
It is a sword that symbolizes death.
The sword of death, the sword of Ganicalt, was stuck in the center of the canyon.
fantasy,
