280 – Shadow of Despair
Hero. There is no one on the continent who does not know this sacred title.
Of course, every time they went to a temple and held a service, the priests who used to emphasize the achievements of warriors to the point where their ears would prick up, at some point stopped talking about them, and then the name of warriors was somewhat forgotten in people’s memories. Yes, people forget faster than you think.
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How many people still remember Ardein, the war hero of the Empire? If he is not seen and heard, his fame will fade, no matter how famous he may be. Still, this was only a few months ago. The name Urinell Lacponsia has not yet been erased from the minds of the people of the empire.
‘It seems like he’s some kind of nobleman I don’t know about.’
But once you know something, you can forget it. There are only rumors about what the face of the famous hero looks like, and very few people have seen his real face. The warrior party usually operated in the demon world and rarely showed their faces to the people of the empire.
Even if you go to the temple and ask questions, you will not get a proper answer. The priests all emphasized the sacred halo given to the warrior. If you listen to their words, Urinell Lacponcia was almost like an angel who fell from the sky. He went so far as to believe that instead of red blood, he was flowing with divine white blood.
Courage is as big as the sky, and wisdom is powerful enough to overwhelm the tricks of the demons. Its sanctity and holiness overwhelm the average person, and just by approaching it, one can feel a warm energy like the spring sun. When you look into the eye, it is difficult to fathom its height and depth, like looking at clouds in the sky. Although he was in a noble position, he was not arrogant, and although he had a noble body, he had a benevolence that allowed anyone to come near him…
These are roughly the words added about her by priests who have never seen her warrior’s face. No one knows the truth, whether it was a strategy to increase the reputation of the goddess by praising the champion chosen by the church, or whether it was a high-level deception operation against the demons, but they did it anyway. So there was no way that anyone would look at this woman here and think of her bravery.
‘If you look at the atmosphere, it doesn’t seem like your status is low, but your skills…? ‘
Ardain’s impressions upon seeing Yurinel Rakponsia, a warrior who lost his strength but not his spirit, were roughly as follows. In fact, Yurinel’s count title was still valid, so it wasn’t an entirely wrong guess.
Ardein’s expression became strange as he glanced at Yurinel with a sense of humor. Are you an expert? Or is she below him? She couldn’t grasp the state at all. Although this may be said to be impossible, it is usually impossible.
Unless he has undergone special training to hide his skills, a person with a higher level can immediately see the level of a warrior with lower skills than himself, like standing on a mountain peak and looking down. Naturally, you learn the level of magical power and even guess the level.
However, Yurinel was originally a person who reached the level of a master without the help of the Holy Sword. Even though the movement of magical power was sealed by the dark energy, the state of being a master itself has not disappeared anywhere. Although he was weakened to the point where he was no longer embarrassed to be called a warrior, he did not lose all his strength and become an ordinary person.
‘Is this the beginning level of Expert?’
But how is that any different from losing everything?
The hero’s power was lost, and the holy sword was destroyed. Still, if he had achieved the goal he wanted to achieve as a warrior, he would have been able to at least comfort him and calm his mind.
But looking back, he thought he had achieved quite a lot,
Actually, there is nothing worth highlighting.
All of her achievements have now become meaningless and forgotten, something no one talks about.
Harmael, the leader of the demons, became an island on the united front with the empire and was no longer an enemy of humanity. So there is no longer any justification for the existence of heroes. The church no longer supported the hero who lost the holy sword, perhaps even if he had one.
I just thought that someone could use it only when the threat of the Shinigami reached its peak. And now that a threat that could not be compared to that of the Shinigami was approaching, no one really cared about the old warrior party.
“Why are you just glancing at me like that? I clearly asked what purpose they had for hanging around my colleagues! “If you’re approaching me with the intention of doing something strange, get the hell out of it, or tell me why.”
Of course, the church is a place that promotes mercy and love, and it did not immediately change its complexion and expel the warriors just because they had exhausted their usefulness. The priests still treated them with great hospitality, and good food was served at every meal.
But if a person has eyes and ears, he or she cannot help but notice that something has changed. Yunelle soon realized that he had lost his voice in the church.
And that she would never regain her lost influence again.
I couldn’t achieve what I truly wanted to achieve, and what I did achieve was useless. Even his body was completely trashed. If you don’t get angry, you’re not even human.
Her tone of voice toward Ardein was quite sharp and spiteful. The anger she was filled with was being released in her voice without her realizing it.
“Lady. It’s not good to see someone so angry. Hwang over there… No, the lady over there came because she had some business for me. “Not your colleague.”
Ardane, who felt somewhat wronged, didn’t have to protest, but Leon, who was enjoying her board game, spoke up. His eyes still hadn’t left the board, but his ears were tilted in this direction.
“Do you know each other?”
“I know very well. “I had a connection in the north.”
“That’s the end…? “Do you really know each other?”
When Lucia tilted her head as if puzzled, Leon smiled and nodded. In fact, he and Ardein had almost no contact. Although we knew each other, we never went on adventures or traveled together.
However, he wasn’t good at lying, so it was obvious that he would only arouse suspicion if he deliberately made up something that didn’t happen. So it would have been better for him to just tell the truth and keep his mouth shut.
“Yurinel. And there’s an older sister whose name I don’t know. She says everyone is having fun and I don’t want them to ruin the fun. “If you have something to say, won’t you come out and say it?”
Lucia looked at the two with suspicious eyes, felt the glances around her, and quickly opened her mouth. Certainly, looks filled with rebuke poured in from here and there.
These are people who resolutely decided to spend their time enjoying themselves until the last moment. However, the excitement was ruined by a loud noise. Although he didn’t necessarily say or do anything, his eyes stung. When Yunelle realized this, she immediately shut her mouth.
“Oh, you, you! “Can’t you come here?!”
Ardain took advantage of that opportunity and ran away. She said she didn’t avoid poop because she was scared, but because it was dirty, and there was nothing good for her by getting into a war of words with that woman.
She is a woman who seems to have a lot of unfair sides. She seems to be very angry, so there is no guarantee that she can be persuaded rationally. But doesn’t that mean she can’t fight while also getting angry?
If Ardain had been an immature person with a lot of blood and a single personality in the past, of course he wouldn’t have avoided me like this. If it had been back then, she probably would have taken out a whip and swung it.
But the immature girl grew older and matured. Of course, she knew very well that this was not an ‘ideal’ solution.
Of course, the best way would be to persuade that woman and resolve her misunderstanding. But anyway, this is someone you see once and never see again.
It doesn’t feel real yet, but there really isn’t much left until destruction. I didn’t want to waste this precious time in a situation where every minute and every second was precious. Ardane, weaving back and forth among her pool players, exited her party and sighed with an exhausted expression on her face.
‘It was a nice sight, but I came here for no reason.’
It’s better than standing helplessly waiting to die, but that’s just it. She still wanted to do something to make her struggle. She did not want to helplessly accept her defeat like this.
But that was just his opinion, and others seemed to have already adapted to the impending destruction. It’s not like you can blame them. He himself didn’t know how to struggle, so he had no right to reprimand those people when he had no alternative.
She said, ‘There was nothing I could do about coming.’
I found Kisea and Leon. But then? Should I grab him by the collar and drag him back to the imperial palace? No matter how low the possibility is, if there is even a little hope, the story is different. It is people who can risk their lives for that small hope.
Now, there is no hope. Even if I wash my eyes and look for it, I can’t see it.
The opponent was so big and powerful that he didn’t even have the right to risk his life. So you can’t tell just by looking that the seeds won’t work?
It is not difficult to find people who are willing to sacrifice their lives if it means something. This must have been the case right away from Ardain. However, running towards those lumps of flesh is an act that anyone can see as committing dog death. And there is no one anywhere who wishes for a dog to die.
Right now, Ardain wasn’t confident enough to do that…
“You’ve arrived. “In that short period of time.”
Swell, the sun sets. As always, it is setting in the western sky. Even before the creation of the system, the sun rose in the east and set in the west. It would be like that for eons to come.
No matter what cataclysms occur on earth, the sun just goes its own way. It just happened at a certain time and at a certain time. But today’s sunset was different from usual. There was something large in the middle blocking the sun and the people, casting a long shadow.
The shadow alone was so large that it covered the entire island, so the island was dark even though the sun had not yet set. Maybe, really maybe,
There may already not be a single week of respite left in this city.