38. The One Who Crossed the Threshold of Death
[ Deal is done by wizards and archers, tanks are played by vanguards, healers are played by saints, and guides and scouts are played by scouts, so why do you need a warrior? ]
A lot of people, especially those who are envious of their status as heroes, have always been a regular question that comes up every time they talk.
The answer to that is concise and clear.
Because the demon king is stronger than those without warriors.
And, the hero and the holy sword who were blessed by God in the process of crossing over from another world are deadly weapons that are incompatible with each other for the demon lord.
In fact, there are many other reasons.
For example, I want all kinds of party members, including warriors, to grow up in the journey to subdue the demon king and become a shield that protects the continent in the future. Whether
In order to discover talented people from all over the continent who have gathered to join the warrior party. Whether
Because it is more efficient for the continent’s strongest party members, with the warriors at the center, to unite and defeat the mighty demon king than to drive a punitive force that may number in the thousands or even tens of thousands of people to death. Whether
The elite party members and warriors selected from the continent are, in fact, decisive battle weapons to subdue the demon king, and are the strongest elites available on the continent.
Available.
Yes. Within the permissible range.
In other words, if you broaden your horizons without considering any conditions, those as strong as the warriors are more numerous than you think.
When discussing the position of the continent’s strongest, there are always those who do not fall out.
Devil King, Star Knight, Elemental Lord, Ancient Wizard Kelp, Ancient Empire’s Ultimate Weapon, Golem, Holy Church’s First Pope…
Then, why do you dare to summon a hero instead of summoning others except for the demon king?
This is also a very simple question.
It’s because the other guys don’t help. They act with their own convictions and goals, and they snort at the orders of their country’s king.
Then, are the heroes inferior to them?
Of course not. Rather, if the hero had won by a narrow margin, he would have won, but he was by no means inferior to them.
God’s blessing is not so easy, and the current hero is in the midst of growing. It still has infinite possibilities.
If so, if.
If the recent notorious army corps commander and the warriors party, which is spurring growth, meet, how will the winner be defeated?
* * *
“Ha ha… Ha ha…!”
I feel my body getting dull, as if it were wet. The feet just feel heavy, like a pendulum.
Maybe it’s not just a mood. Actually, the wax that had melted a little while ago was slowly trying to hold onto my feet.
The Maya’s fire magic was successfully absorbed, but the number of them was overwhelming.
“Huh… Hero… You look pretty tough… Yes… If you give up even now…”
The hero, like her, glared at her girl, not her horse.
Argyle’s wax, like Maya’s mana, did not spring up indefinitely.
Argyle’s beeswax pen, whose nib was worn out and wick almost ran out, and Argyle, who was firmly holding the pen even with trembling hands.
You will see the end soon. However, the warrior also suffered formidable damage.
The Holy Sword, which had been blunted from drinking a lot of blood, and her armor, which were dented and torn here and there, clearly showed the fact that a fierce battle had been going on just a little while ago.
It wasn’t just because of Austin’s absence.
During her journey of the past three years, she was the one who cut down as many as four corps commanders. The pride in the depths of his heart that bloomed in such a battle must have been the cause of his carelessness while dealing with Argyle.
But, the hero thought, it would have been much easier for her if Austin had been there.
“Whoa…!”
The hope of the continent, giving up is not acceptable to the warrior.
The hero, Lee Yu-jeong, bit her teeth and tightly gripped the holy sword.
Argyle was an unexpectedly powerful enemy. While dealing with Galan and Urgan in the past, she thought that there would be no tougher battle than that.
Puppet Argyle. She was very difficult to deal with.
As an Argyle who fights with her wax as medium, her fire magic was her greatest weakness, but she was neither an idiot nor an Argyle, and there was no way she would leave her only weakness alone.
Argyle has a lot of mana, but she is a demon rejected by the elements. Except for her original spell using wax, she could not use any other elemental magic.
So, she had few options for Argyle, who had to prepare for fire magic.
How to completely cover the flames with a huge amount of molten wax.
Her countermeasures worked quite successfully.
However, if it weren’t for Maya, who was a disciple of the ancient mage Kelp and who had risen to the position of a master mage at the young age of 19, she would have more definitely offset it.
The amount of wax remaining in the beeswax pen was already hitting the bottom, and the opponent still had enough strength to cut Argyle’s head.
“…Is it the end…”
Argyle’s complacency for not being more thoroughly prepared for Maya’s magic. Absence of Bacchus and Depal, who were her androids.
It was a complete defeat. It was a pre-determined ending, to the point where there was no regret left.
“…The ending was pre-planned, hehehe…”
A word that Callas often uttered. It’s a strange feeling. As he said, was her death predestined?
Argyle, who suddenly found herself laughing at her situation, let her hand, which was clutching her wax pen, droop.
I just slowly close my eyes, expecting the final moment to come.
‘Don’t die from the warrior. My brother is leaving.’
Why does it remind me of Agato, the older brother I hated so much at this moment?
Glaring at Argyle, who was sitting down, Adrien and Isabel, who were struggling to stand, opened their mouths.
“Wouldn’t it be okay to ask now, Hero?”
“Yes… I think so too.”
The hero who heard the two of them nodded and stepped towards Argyle.
“…Gracie, Maya. Please limit your surroundings. Adrien and Isabel follow me.”
Buck and go. The hero, Isabel, and Adrien, who slowly approached Argyle without losing their guard, soon noticed that Argyle had completely lost her fighting spirit and took a breath.
“Hey, Argyle.”
“……Strength, hero. Definitely strong Whoop…”
“I’m sorry, but I have no intention of killing you right here.”
What kind of nonsense is this? Argyle opened his eyes wide and met the eyes of the warrior who had approached him.
At the face of the hero who approached him within a breath of his breath, Argyle’s eyes began to shake as if an earthquake had occurred.
The blade of the holy sword, soaked in blood, approached Argyle’s neck with a clear expression of bewilderment.
“Argyle, there is something I want to ask you.”
“…Do you think I will answer you?”
“Aside from answering, it’s up to you.”
What on earth are you so curious about, why do you say that you will spare the life of the corps commander? Also a warrior.
The current situation is embarrassing, but this is an opportunity.
Argyle squeezed out the last bits of wax.
“…What do you want? Information about the other corps commanders? The Demon King’s weakness?”
“It’s not like that.”
“Then what the hell…”
“The erosion of the mana core…”
Before the hero’s words could be finished, Argyle’s expression suddenly changed.
“Why are you asking that?”
“It’s not something you know. You just have to honestly answer my questions. Do you know anything about the erosion of the mana core?”
“… Ha…! Ahahahaha…!”
“…?”
Argyle’s sudden burst of laughter was enough to embarrass the hero.
Argyle’s long laugh stopped — and she slowly raised her head to look the hero straight in the eyes.
“You know… You know everything. I know very well.”
I wonder if it was just an illusion that Argyle’s eyes seemed to be filled with intense sadness.
“I don’t think you need to be loyal to him. OK, I’ll tell you.”
“…What is that…?”
The words that came out of Argyle’s mouth made the hair of the hero, Lee Yu-jeong, a mess.
“If you want to know about the erosion of the mana core, you will have to deal with Galan again.”
Galan. Certainly, the formidable enemy the hero cut down.
If he was already dead, then why did the name of Galan come out of Argyle’s mouth only now?
“Why is Galan out of the blue…”
“Ahahahaha! Do you really know nothing?!”
“Say it! Why did Galan come out! You can’t…”
“Sorry, but time is running out.”
Argyle just grinned — smiled, then leaned back.
With a purple light that blinded her eyes for a moment, Argyle threw her body through the open gate on the floor.
“If I can give you one piece of advice, hero. When taking the life of the enemy commander, you should be sure. Unless you want to fight again with those who risked their lives.”
“Where is this…! Hey! Why is Galan suddenly popping out!”
The hero’s outstretched hand cut through the air, and the gate that swallowed Argyle’s body closed in an instant.
“…Hero.”
Uh-
The hero gritted his teeth, thinking of a man in madness carrying a large circular object on his back.
“Galan…!”
I’m already in a position where I’m pressed for time, but I’m going to go around the road for a long time.
* * *
The morning sun was bright.
The streets that were in chaos were already being restored with the help of the Mage Tower, and garrisons were patrolling all over the place to maintain the chaotic security.
“……”
Suddenly, the dazzling blue morning sunlight broke through the heavy atmosphere and entered our faces without even noticing.
I couldn’t sleep at all, but I sat helplessly in the hallway, staring blankly into space, not even thinking about going to sleep.
“Senior. If you’re tired, first…”
“…No, it’s okay.”
Yeah… Robin, who was sullen, also lowered his eyes helplessly as he saw me drooping.
“Austin… Mr. Mogdan is fine…?”
“Princess… It’s okay… It’s okay… Ha…”
He struggled to lift the heavy rebar, searched for a place where she could barely hear her moans, and dug through her mounds of dirt to find Mog Dan.
Remembering Mogdan, who still had blood all over his body, I closed my trembling eyelids.
“…A guy who has to run a blacksmith shop, somehow… Whoa…”
Luna’s heavy sigh hit the floor, and silence fell again in the hallway.
– Knocked up.
The door suddenly opened, and Royman, covered in blood, came out wiping his forehead.
“Royman…! Mogdan…”
“Brother. That’s… Whoa… For now, it’s okay for everyone to come in.”
We immediately opened the door and walked toward Mogdan, who was lying on the bed.
“Huh…!”
“Mr. Mogdan…”
Robin gasps, and Princess Alexis moistens her eyes while covering her mouth with her hand.
“…Damn it…”
Even Luna, who closed her eyes tightly and turned her head.
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Nevertheless, I stood there silently and looked at Mogdan.
A body wrapped in bandages slightly wet with blood, and the left leg and right arm missing anything they should have.
Strangely, no tears came out.
I took out a letter from my chest and listened.
– Findings on the Rock Locust Avalanche. Investigator Mila. –
The giant rock locust was an artificially created object.
He has a brand of evidence imprinted on the carapace of the queen’s head, so he already knows who the culprit is.
“…Galan.”
Leaving the sad faces of the girls alone, I dragged Royman out into the hallway.
“Royman. Did you see that sign, too?”
“…Is he back? But, how…”
“Recently, a piece of information came in from the front line. Huntly started moving.”
“It is blasphemy, for that impious man… To defy death…!”
I stroked the pommel of the sword hanging from my waist as I watched Royman clutching the rosary around his neck.
The sword that Mogdan, soaked in blood, entrusted to me right before losing consciousness.
“Where did Galan’s blood lead?”
“…I heard it headed east. He probably moved to another city nearby to commit that ugly thing.”
East. It’s east
“…I have to move quickly to Harman.”
“Harman … I’m sure he would have gone there. He will aim for places with a lot of people.”
I clenched my fists so tightly that his hands turned white, and I tapped Royman on the shoulder and moved his steps.
“Tongue… Brother! Where are you going!”
“Take everyone back to the inn. I’ll be packing up first.”
I don’t know how the Huntly brings the dead back to life, but one thing is certain.
The dead have returned, and I will slit his throat again.
“…Wipe your neck and wait, Galan.”
If you touch my guy, he’ll tell you what happens.