653 – 8. Testament (27)
I hurriedly moved my gaze to find a man lying there with half of his upper body burning.
It was a face I knew. Because he was the person I saw this morning.
Hoyan Kushan, representative of the Southern Ten Kingdoms.
He also became a scapegoat when he said he was going to join the rest of the representatives. I hurriedly ran and turned Hoyan Kushan’s face to the sky. It was because he thought it would lessen the pressure on his chest.
Nevertheless, Hoyan Kushan still let out a rough breath.
The condition was already serious. For some reason, the flames on my upper body didn’t catch on to me, but it seemed like they were constantly eating away at Hoyan’s vitality. It was more like a ‘curse’ than a ‘burn’.
Should I say fortunately?
As if his vocal cords weren’t burned yet, Hoyan let out his voice, albeit roughly.
“Lee, Mr. Ian… ….”
“This, how did this happen?”
It was a voice that trembled with despair.
It was inevitable. He asked me to believe, so I believed and sent him away, but when he came back, he was collapsed with such a miserable face.
It would be a lie if I said I wasn’t curious about the circumstances.
Hoyan let out a helpless laugh.
“Greed, greed was too much… Cool! One of the representatives came out with a hidden liquid from the Seven Sins relic.”
The truth he finally revealed was exactly what I was afraid of.
In the end, a high-pitched scream burst out of my mouth, unable to contain my anger.
“No, why the hell… Are you crazy! Didn’t I tell you that everything about the Seven Sins relics cannot be exported! Even a few drops of liquid…… !”
“Heo Eok, of a small country… Have you ever lived as a servant?”
By opening my eyes and biting my lip, I managed to calm my anger.
Even if it wasn’t, he was a person who continued to breathe hard. There was no need for me to get excited and interrupt his testimony.
Even so, I couldn’t contain the bloody veins of the egg whites bursting out.
It was fortunate that Hoyan was in such a critical condition that he did not notice my condition. He went on with his statement unaware of my anger.
“Empires and castles, as a single nation, have the power to discuss continental hegemony… But, turn it off… The Southern Ten Kingdoms, never…….”
I guessed the general circumstances.
The Southern Ten Kingdoms are only tied together by a system called the ‘Round Table’, and each of the five nations maintains a separate ruling system. Of course, there was no way they could withstand the power of a united great nation like an empire or a holy nation.
Of course, this was only a secondary issue now.
My urgent questioning continued.
“So you were trying to study the Seven Sins relics? Do you think we can use that power?”
“I’m not… Ugh! Maybe.”
Close fists tremble.
For that reason at all?
Humanity’s fate depends on it, but you haven’t come to your senses yet. You haven’t even won the war yet, but you’re thinking about the world after the victory.
Suddenly, I remembered the voice of a woman I had just heard.
‘I hope you don’t lose that trust in humanity?’
The reason I came to my senses after my body was trembling with unknown emotions was purely thanks to the delicate apology that passed by my ear.
“I’m sorry. Ian… If, if I had known… No, it should have dried… Cool!”
Only then does he come back to his senses.
Hoyan was dying right now. Immediately, half of his upper body was burned, which was a clear fact. The fact that he wasn’t dead was even more surprising.
I hurriedly felt my arms. To find something that will help anything.
“For now, calm down… Sir Hoyan. Aren’t you supposed to save your life?”
“I am already late… Ah.”
Hoyan, who was about to close his eyes like that, let out a faint exclamation.
As if he remembered something, his trembling lips engrave the last testimony.
“That woman, that woman is not going back yet. Still, another victim…….”
“The scapegoat? Who else… Sir Hoyan? Lord Hoyan?!”
That’s it.
With a snap, the man’s head snapped, and the flames attached to his body burned even more intensely. The flame that swallowed Hoyan’s body in an instant licked its greedy tongue.
I had no choice but to step back as if staggering, slowly raising my body.
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It’s too late.
No, it was still running late in real time. Celine is still looking for a scapegoat.
My hands cover my head. Somehow burning her thought circuits, I had to anticipate Celine’s next move.
There were quite a few dignitaries in the academy. It was to serve as a decoy while the swordsmith guarded the artifact. Among them, there are two people whom Celine has a personal grudge against.
First of all, there was Alpenhauser’s daughter, Shiene-senpai.
But will Celine dare to attack Siene-senpai? If she had thought of that, she could have killed Siene-senpai long ago. Also, didn’t she even say ‘Don’t forget’ to Celine and her seniors?
Then there is only one remaining candidate.
I hurriedly turned her head to check her direction. There was no more time left to hesitate.
It was time for a sprint.
Even if the broken body appeals to its limits.
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Pak!
Sparks scatter along with blood. Even after pouring the heat of life on her, the girl’s expression remained dry.
One slash, one life.
It was a task that had been repeated countless times. Now, there was no reason to be surprised, no heart left to feel guilty.
Because the girl lost all her emotions.
However, the reason Celine couldn’t retrieve her sword and hesitated was because of her hand holding the blade. A hand that tightly gripped the blade that dug into half of her chest from her shoulder blades to her chest.
The knight whose name was not known opened his eyes and said, dripping blood from the corner of her mouth.
“I, never… Wow, as much as the princess…… !”
Celine did not admire that resolute will. She did, and she had no desire to ridicule.
I just kindled a spark from my attitude.
“Ugh, ah… aaagh!”
There was no muscle strength that a burning body could produce. Soon, the man holding the girl’s blade collapsed like a pile of firewood.
Now, there is only one thing left.
The empty tawny eyes looked indifferently forward. There, a female female figure with blue hair stood with her body trembling and aiming her sword.
“Miss Hastur, what are you doing!”
There was no reply back.
Sabak, the sound of stepping forward. Above all, it was a clear sign of hostility.
In the end, Irene had no choice but to grit her teeth and twist her posture holding her sword.
It was as if she had stowed her sword again. But she didn’t put her blade in the scabbard, she just stayed around her waist. Even at first glance, she was not in an ordinary posture.
Nevertheless.
There was no emotion in Celine’s face as she took a step forward. Absolute nothingness, without fear, fear, ridicule or even contempt.
It was strange and bizarre. That made it even more frightening, and Irene yelled at her again.
“No shame in the sun!”
It was the first time.
Stop, Celine’s footsteps stop. Before long, the girl’s dark brown eyes turned to the sky.
It is called ‘the sun’.
“The Celestials are watching! To see your beloved child so corrupt and doing evil! Do you think the grace of the heavenly gods is possible for a sinner like you!”
Again, ‘heavenly god’.
Looking back, it was. According to the Celestial Church, sunlight was a grace bestowed by the heavenly god Arus to all things. Isn’t that what Celine had been hearing from her since she was a child?
Yes, ‘Grace’.
Celine was the only grace allowed. That’s what ‘sun’ means, ‘sunlight’.
Because the angels didn’t do anything else for Celine.
If even that small handful of grace is a waste.
“I see.”
Then there was only one answer.
Hwareuk!
A fire soars all at once and covers the area like a tidal wave. Despite there being no firewood to burn, the flame that covered the sky and grew taller without end soon covered even the sky.
Fire and smoke cover the sun, and darkness must descend upon the land.
A moment in a moment.
It was the time needed for a mere creature to change the day and night of the area.
“This, crab… what… ….”
Irene’s pupils shook wildly as she witnessed the incredible miracle. Her desire to run away is like a chimney, but behind her is Shien, who is not sure how far she may have escaped.
She had to save her master’s life even at the cost of her life. Because that was the escort knight’s mission.
My vision was blurry. Every time acrid smoke filled her lungs, she felt dizzy, and the rapidly rising temperature was robbing her of moisture in real time.
The charter is overwhelmingly inferior.
So she had to bet everything on this one move. Holding her breath, a few seconds for Irene to get her nerves on edge.
Finally, the sound of footsteps passes by my ears.
It was right after that that Irene’s sword spewed out a storm.