256 – Thoughts-3
“…Obviously Ruben…”
“…Yes, I saw it too.”
Everyone, including Gladio and Marken, saw the scene where Ruben disappeared.
As if he wanted to see his descendants one last time, he left his greeting and disappeared into the light.
{You disappeared.}
[…Ha, you leave without saying hello.]
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Angela looked at the light and faced the warrior who had quietly disappeared, but the wise man who left her harsh words was rather avoiding the light.
“…My head is a bit clearer…”
Leonardo felt for Ruben’s hair again and was sure. Even if there is no sanctuary now, there is no need for the devil’s thoughts to echo in my head yet.
‘…Judging by how I feel the position, it doesn’t seem like I’m out of the bowl yet…’
The location of the Demon King is still conveyed in my head to this day. Leo’s location was probably being relayed to the Demon King, and it was clear that they would fight over his body when they were reunited again.
“…This is a different benefit than expected.”
I only knew vague information about the hero, but I was able to solve the problem about the Demon King, at least temporarily.
If you can keep your cool and relax, you can reorganize and make plans more safely.
“Let’s go out first. “There’s nothing more to find out right now.”
“That’s right… that’s right.”
Everyone looked around Reinhardt’s mausoleum with a strange sense.
Ruben, lying in the center, had just moments ago been exposed to his descendants as part of his soul.
I felt many emotions from that short yet impressive summons.
Some people reflected on their respect for the first warrior.
Another person felt doubt about his title as a warrior.
And most people had one common sentiment. Although it was not revealed openly, everyone could not help but harbor this thought at the same time.
“…You’re a surprisingly normal person…”
Lumine was momentarily relieved that she did not have to maintain the sanctuary, and she let out that sentiment out loud.
{…What do you mean by that? Lumine investigation~?}
Saint Angela could not easily ignore the profanity uttered by her successor. Doesn’t that sound like he and Sage are strange monsters compared to Ruben?
In fact, Saint Angela already had some feelings of entitlement towards the warrior Ruben, who had a close relationship with the wise man.
“…Anze…Saint Zella…! Misunderstanding…”
{Investigator Lumine, you lied. I must have told you over and over again that lying is a sin~}
Angela lifted her face and smiled brightly at Lumine, who was shaking. What happens next is obvious.
Angela’s sacred yet bizarre sermon still replays in Lumine’s mind.
{Very leisurely today…}
[Both of you be quiet.]
When the person who made the point made eye contact with everyone, no one could react. It was a valid point, but it came from such an unexpected person that everyone couldn’t believe their eyes.
[This is a tomb. Let’s be a little quiet.]
{…Tongue…Sage?}
Even though the wise man had the face of a boy, he showed his courtesy at Ruben’s mausoleum more seriously than when he was old. The wisdom and maturity of old age were now blooming as an air current for the wise man.
[Let’s go out. You have confirmed everything you need to check now.]
As he looked alternately at the living Leo and the dead Ruben, the wise man gently expressed his shaded emotions.
“…Ah…Yes. “Let’s leave quickly.”
Although he was embarrassed by his rare serious appearance, Leonardo tried to get out of the situation.
‘…I feel strange.’
Ruben’s old age was clearly different from his own. He can be sure that he has aged more unsightly than his older body.
‘…Why aren’t you like other people?’
It feels strangely familiar.
I feel like I see myself in Ruben. Rather than saying that he is exactly the same, he feels a sense of incongruity that he resembles father and son.
“…Huh?”
While trying to put the lid back on his coffin, paying attention to the discomfort, Leo’s eyes stopped on the coffin lid again.
“…This is…”
“…Yes? Is there something wrong?”
When Ariasviel looked at Leo who had stopped, he immediately smiled. It was a bright smile that was visible not only to White Aria in front of her, but also to Black Aria at the Holy Sword.
“No. Are you okay.”
Because there was no ‘problem’.
‘…The sword that was said to not be there no matter where I looked…’
The sword Ariasviel left under the tree in the first episode.
There were no strange emblems like back then, but it was the same blade and the same form.
The shape of a sword traditionally handed down from Reinhardt. This is probably the prototype of the type of sword supplied by Reinhardt.
‘Where is the crazy woman who gives away a funeral sword like that?’
With the answer to himself that he was here, Leonardo secretly inserted the black sword on the coffin lid into his subspace cloak.
For some reason, the dead Ruben seemed to smile lightly at that action.
Like cheering.
* * *
Originally, Leonardo planned to go home immediately after checking the body of the first warrior.
The decision was made because there was no reason to wait, as the problem with the Demon King was temporarily resolved.
“I told you to get some rest!”
“…So I’m leaving now…”
“Please at least sleep properly!!”
The two great warriors and the saint simultaneously fired at the wise man’s successor. Because of what he’s been through so far, Leonardo hasn’t slept a single breath other than fainting.
Furthermore, if you think that even the fainting was due to the devil’s work, Leo’s mind is like a glass that won’t be strange even if it breaks at any time.
“Leo needs to learn how to relax!”
Aria Spiel, who was inferior, raised her voice to a commanding tone. A surprising situation occurred where a girl in her 20s told an old man who was over 100 years old to learn how to relax.
“…I…But you’re surprisingly relaxed?”
“…Yes?”
It was such an embarrassing remark that even the elders, including Aria, went back to using the polite term again.
Remarks as if fire is cold or the devil is good.
[…Are you seriously saying that?]
It was such an absurd claim that even a wise man who was called a workaholic during his lifetime was horrified and questioned it.
“Yes? “It’s a bit of a rest.”
“…Uh…When?”
Aria is shocked and asks a question because of her sincere tone, which she thinks is hoarse.
“Something like having a meal with Aria and the dormitory…”
“That’s an ordinary meal.”
“Sleep well…”
“I sleep at an average time, and at the minimum.”
“I often have drinks, snacks, or go out…”
“Given that you are accompanying others, it appears to be an activity at the level of an ice breaker, but since this is just my guess, I will not make a definite statement.”
With a calm expression, Ain objectively revealed all the joys and sorrows of his father who had gone through hardships. However, if there was a slight misunderstanding, it felt like enough ‘rest’ to Leo.
“…But there is no problem!”
As if he couldn’t refute it logically, Leo also raised his voice.
[It’s all a problem?]
{Even the wise man was like that when he was alive.}
Of course, instead of being convinced, everyone, including the old heroes, became convinced that there was a problem.
“…You need to rest a little to be able to make a cool-headed decision. Besides, even Grandma Anus would be surprised if we came down so suddenly.”
Ariasviel persuaded Leo more logically than other times. Rather, it seemed like Aria was judging the situation more calmly than Leo right now.
The idea of not overdoing things was a safety measure that had to be maintained as a human being before becoming a knight or wizard.
“…Sure…But…”
Leo, who was soon unable to refute logically, put his hand on his face and lowered his head.
Emotion was originally a problem that could not be explained with logic.
“… How can she rest while her mother is alive and suffering…”
“…Leo…”
Even if you can’t hear the scream, it just means it’s not reaching you directly. Even now, Leonardo’s parents are probably resenting his immortal life out of malice.
“…I’m sorry. But… honestly, I don’t know how to resolve this situation.”
Even if the person is over 100 years old.
No, he was over 100 years old, so he didn’t know how to react in a situation like this.
Physically 10 years ago, mentally 90 years ago.
No one could easily understand that her parents, who did not know if she was her biological mother or adoptive mother who had died leaving her behind, were still alive.
“…You don’t have to apologize.”
Ariasviel embraces Leo, who is mixed up in contradictions. He gently pulled her into his arms and held her in his arms.
“Aria…”
“Leo didn’t do anything wrong. “Nothing that happens now is Leo’s fault.”
Denying that it is not Leo’s fault,
For Leo, it only gave him room to feel guilty.
But at least Ariasviel truly did not think that Leo was responsible or at fault.
Leo has lived a sincere and upright life to the point where it would be better to be lazy.
“…Aren’t you being too selfish? He gropes too much with the tips of his fingers.”
Although he knew it wasn’t true, Leonardo said that on purpose as if teasing him.
“…Sorry…Sorry. “Stop without even realizing it…”
“It’s a joke. “I felt energized enough even without being polite.”
Leo couldn’t hold back his smile as he looked at Aria who looked very ripe.
However.
Budduddud….
‘…The holy sword…’
It was visible to Lumine from a little distance away.
I could clearly see with both eyes the image of Black Aria’s holy sword trembling with her Chi, and even the image of White Aria holding her holy sword and blocking the vibration with her bare hands.
‘…Could it be…Are we still competing?’
Just like cats scratching each other, the two Ariaspils engaged in a silent competition over Leo.
If we fight openly, Leo will be in even more trouble and worry, so it was more of a silent duel with his own consideration.
‘…Leo will be in trouble if he goes on a rampage like that?’
Baek Aria smiled victoriously, as if she had just been punched. Black Aria drained all of her strength from the fact that she could not do anything about this unlucky and unpleasant person.
“…But it would be too much to rest here.”
“…Why? “If it’s a mansion, it’s even better…”
“Reinhardt comes from a family of warriors, and I am clearly the vessel of the Demon King.”
Everyone fell silent at that absurd fact.
Certainly the issue of the devil’s vessel is unreasonable and absurd. Leo is a great knight and wizard who devoted himself to defeating the Demon King, let alone the Demon.
But the devil tramples even that effort with his earthen feet. People fear and despise Leo simply because he has become the devil’s vessel.
Even people who act like that are given rationality in some sense.
“…That…Is…So…Cruel.”
“Yes… It was always cruel.”
It was not that surprising to Leonardo.
Humans are inherently complacent beings who live by such straw-like standards.
“…The remaining knights under the Senate and those belonging to the plebeian-hating faction will be criticized for doing good.”
“…But that was Leo’s fault…”
“Even so, there is nothing we can do. “I think it is right to reasonably exclude the country as well.”
Conclusively, Leonardo was the devil’s vessel.
The current situation is not good because it is not an empty rumor.
“…Leonardo…”
“It’s something that can’t be helped. Lumine saint. “Good intentions do not always bring good results…”
“…That’s not it!”
Lumine could not help but be astonished as she looked at the holy relic held in Leonardo’s hand.
The famous sword that no warrior or paladin except Ariasviel could pull out is now in Leo’s hand.
“You have the holy sword in your hand!”
Let alone being able to use it as a weapon, just holding it was a miracle.
“…The Holy Sword…?”
While not even Leonardo noticed, the holy sword was suddenly in Leo’s hand.
“…What is this…”
When the miracle occurred, everyone looked at the Holy Sword and Leo in surprise.
Leonardo, holding the holy sword, remembered.
Before using the Holy Sword as a weapon.
“…I can persuade you with this!”
I was able to think of a way to convince the other side with the Holy Sword.
The holy sword was of great value to the warrior’s family.
And Ariaspil.
‘…Oh my, I took a hit…! But… It’s not that easy.’
To be precise, White Aria noticed Black Aria’s control.
You can tell by the trembling beat as it is being held.
Black Aria was cheering and openly enjoying being held by Leo.
The height of self-hatred collided.
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