91 – Dark History (7)
The sun painted the sky blue, erasing the night when the moon and stars were in full bloom.
Morning has come again.
The leaves of grass, decorated with dew that fell at dawn, sway in the wind, and the warm morning sunlight gives a little warmth to the cold earth.
It was a perfect atmosphere to slowly prepare for the day while drinking a cup of coffee.
-Julius When is this guy coming back?! Why doesn’t old Cecil come again!
However, the legendary holy sword Nerondir, whose owner is a man named Julius, shouted noisily from the morning as if the quiet atmosphere was of no concern.
The reason was simple. This is because Julius, who said he would enjoy a short walk, did not return. And that too with my wife, Cecile.
-Aren’t you two doing something strange?
The Holy Sword gave a small thought as if he had remembered something ominous and unpleasant.
It was only recently that something abnormal was detected.
The Holy Sword, who had been feasting on Lionelta, who was locked in the warehouse with her entire body tied up all morning, went around the house looking for Julius to share with him the joy of resolving the 500-year-old grudge.
However, no matter how hard you search, the inside of the small two-story house is in poor shape, saying, ‘Please release me now…’ There was no one but the Angel of Death muttering, ‘You crazy b*tch.’
Of course, until then, the Holy Sword was relaxed. ‘If I’m not here, I’ll be at church. Or maybe I should at least eat breakfast.’ I got caught up in soft thoughts and ended up letting my guard down. Perhaps he was implicitly ignoring Cecil, who was clinging to Julius like a puppy and behaving angrily. No matter how hard he tried, he would never be able to do something like that with Julius again.
Because it is impossible. To be exact, it is close to impossible, but there is no possibility smaller than a speck of dust. At least the Holy Sword thought so.
-No. Still, Julius is a priest, so he wouldn’t have done anything like that with the devil. Oh, no way.
The Holy Sword struggled to suppress his anxiety as he set out to find Julius, who did not return no matter how long he waited.
An angel’s representative feels an almost instinctive disgust towards the devil. It is a feeling close to homophobia caused by homogeneity, and it is nearly impossible to completely overcome it. Of course, doing something like that would be repulsive, so it would be unreasonable.
So, according to common sense, nothing would have happened between Julius and Cecil. No, nothing should happen. If something outrageous like an intercourse were to occur between an angel’s representative and a high-ranking devil…….
-I’m in a bad mood! I, the lord of Nerondir, the noblest relic, would do something like that with a demon! This is blasphemy!
The Holy Sword, thinking of the most terrible situation imaginable, waved its sword body in the air. Then, he floated through the deserted streets of Darkana.
I am looking for Julius, who has disappeared, and going to random places where he might be. When I thought rationally, there was a very high possibility that nothing would happen, but the human mind is not always logical.
Of course, Nerondir is not a human being, but a sword carved entirely from a jewel imbued with divine power, but to question things like species is the behavior of a petty person. This is what the Holy Sword would say every time Julius gave a scolding to the Holy Sword, who always spoke as if he were a human being.
-Ugh! Julius If that guy hadn’t messed around with the connection, it would have gone right away! It really bothers me. This pseudo-cleric!
Checked each and every restaurant, home, or inn scattered throughout the street, and the Holy Sword became angry at Julius.
I couldn’t use the convenient power that allows me to fly to Julius’ side in an instant, no matter where he is. This is because Julius readjusted the connection between the two, saying that he was annoyed by the Holy Sword always acting unruly. Her wife hates me because she keeps interrupting our private time. What can I say?
Now, unless Julius summoned the Holy Sword, Nerondir had no way of knowing where Julius was. In other words, in order to find him, who has now disappeared, we would have to search through all the buildings around the central church.
It was a long time ago, so it was natural to feel angry.
-It’s a shame that he’s still strong, I wish he were a weak guy…… Oh my, I don’t even want to imagine it.
Wandering through the interior of the building full of life, where only life existed, the Holy Sword quietly muttered as if it was a blessing in disguise.
The power to instantly find out the owner’s location and teleport is very important. Demons, especially high-ranking demons, often specialize in playing with space through magic.
The same goes for the ‘Devil’s Nest’ presented by Lionel Tana, who has the powers of both angels and devils, and Cecil ─ Nirhil ─, the eldest of the devils.
Inviting an opponent into the strange space that he dominates at will, killing a person without even a rat or a bird noticing, isn’t that a power that is beyond task?
If you simply eliminate the air inside the nest, an ordinary priest without powers will suffocate to death before even using the flame.
The power given to Nerondir by Rom to prevent such unfortunate events from happening to the owner of the Holy Sword was the ‘Homing Instinct’, the power to find the owner wherever he is. The reason the name is a bit strange is simply because Rom is not good at naming.
In addition, he is equipped with the 『Fifth Flame』 That allows him to use all of the powers of an angel, the 『Fire Monster』 That never breaks his sword body, and a brilliant wit that prevents the owner from getting depressed during the process of slaying a demon.
… In fact, he also secretly received the power to transform into human form from Rom on his 457th birthday, but he pretends not to be able to because he feels like if he uses it in front of Cecil, he will be thrown into a volcano that really explodes. Because she is a different species to begin with, she does not feel affection for humans, but what kind of woman, Cecil Lionel Taran, understands such things?
Anyway, if you arbitrarily cut off that important power just because it’s annoying, it’s almost like you’ve eliminated the last means of overcoming the devil’s trap with your own hands. It’s a foolish act that even a person who doesn’t like it would do.
-Why can’t I curse even though I did something stupid? What on earth did you grow up to be so strong!
Nevertheless, the Holy Sword could not call Julius foolish. That’s because the man named Julius Tapnel was so strong that he didn’t need any last resort measures.
-The guy who succeeded in selecting me for the first time since Telmere is actually so strong that he doesn’t need me. Should I like this or not?
To be honest, it would be stronger to just punch with 『Gold』, The power of Tapnel, wrapped around your fist than to hold and swing the holy sword. As a noble relic blessed by the main god Rom, my pride was greatly diminished, but this is a well-known fact that cannot be helped.
That’s it in a nutshell. The man named Julius Tapnel is a monster. There was no one under Rom’s sky who could defeat him in a normal way.
And the holy sword in the hand of such a being was just a piece of sword with many miscellaneous abilities.
-But aren’t you being too careless? He was so obsessed with old Cecil that he threw away his work, and what is this?
But still, the Holy Sword was worried about Julius. There is nothing wrong with being cautious in everything.
Even though the angel of love, Ziphnel, may have acted a little cowardly against Julius, he almost won. In particular, the power of love 『Infinity』 And the power of lovingkindness 『Peace』 Are powerful powers that would make even Julius feel chills.
If the Holy Sword had not accepted Julius as its owner again, he could have lost his life in Aran. Cecil, who was in a bad state at the time, would also have been sealed.
… Of course, this was a very special situation, and it happened because Zipnel’s power was the opposite of Julius’ power, but what guarantee is there that something like this won’t happen again?
Historically, carelessness, pride, and womanizing were the poison that killed heroes.
-But he doesn’t know how to be grateful and always treats me badly, and even though old Cecil acts all arrogantly and viciously, he says, ‘Oh, my, Cecil, we’re so great,’ and does everything I ask him to do!
In the end, when he arrived in front of the fountain where the statue of a roaring lion stood out, he started to get angry again. This time, he was openly scolding Julius as if he was just telling him to watch and listen.
-I just can’t come to my senses because I’m surrounded by the width of my wife’s skirt! Even though my wife really came back alive, she still has her own way!
…… Wait, her wife really came back alive? Isn’t it a mimicry of the devil?
The Holy Sword, who had been ‘chewing’ Julius with so-called vulgar words, was speechless as he could not understand the words that came out of his own mouth – even though he had no such thing as a mouth.
The woman named Cecil Lionelta has already died a long time ago.
The current Cecil is clearly a nightmare of a high-ranking demon, the Emperor, and is nothing more than a mimic that is infinitely close to resurrection.
No matter how close it is to the real thing, the devil’s mimicry is ultimately a deception. A sweet dream with a tragic ending. Therefore, the Holy Sword had to say this to the current Cecil.
‘Fake wife.’
However, from the moment he was reunited with Julius under the hand of Zifnel until now, the Holy Sword never for a single moment called Cecil a fake. Although he was always calling me a stupid devil and a lecherous b*tch, he never once said that he wasn’t real.
And that very fact confused the Holy Sword.
-Why did I think old Cecil was real? Who told me?
Julius? Or Zipnel? Or did Lionelta tell you?
Even though I thought about it and thought about it, it seemed like no one had ever told me this in detail. Then how on earth does he know that Cecil is real? ….
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-Uh, huh? What? I think someone told you?
Who was that? Surely it wasn’t the idiot angel sisters with needlessly large breasts, but it was Julius? No, I definitely knew from the beginning….
-… No way, Saint Te… !
──Nerondir!
-Mommy! What? What’s the matter!
Nerondir, who was about to realize something very important, was startled by the voice of Julius calling him urgently, soared high into the air and came down again.
-Uh, huh?
I come to my senses and quickly look around. A comical lion statue that looks as if it is drooling over her catches her eye. The voice rang out from the left side.
─Nerondir, this is a crisis! Hurry and save me!
-Up, crisis? Julius, are you in crisis? Well, what do you mean?
What on earth is going on? Could it be that Erman was caught off guard?
-You idiot! So, I told you not to change the connection as you wish!
… ….
-Dae, there is no answer. Something really big must have happened. Oh my god! My, I’ll go. I’m waiting, Julius!
Julius gave the command to quickly save himself, but there was no reply.
In a situation that was not only unusual but also ominous, the Holy Sword desperately flew towards the alley where Julius’ rescue request rang out.
The sign [Roarin] Was secretly reflected on the body of the holy sword, which was so cold and clear that it was almost transparent.
***
-What kind of inn is called that! Are you crazy?
The Holy Sword, who followed Julius’ last words through the maze-like winding alley in a straight line, couldn’t believe his eyes as he looked at the array of absurd and promiscuous words before his eyes.
[Lady reveals]
Two words written in large letters on the sign of a shabby inn that is clearly visible from people’s hands. ‘Revealing’ and ‘Lady’.
If you look at them separately, they are obviously no problem, but when you put them together, they give off a strange atmosphere that you cannot bear to look at with a sober mind.
-Julius! Where are you? Where are you?
However, the Holy Sword immediately came to its senses and cried out Julius’ name. What was important was not the name of such a vulgar inn, but the safety of Julius Tapnel, the owner of the Holy Sword and the strongest inquisitor of the Church of Telmere.
-If you’re just kidding, I know you’ll die!
For some reason, he had an ominous feeling as if he had been called for something trivial, but the Holy Sword still decided to trust him until the end. Obviously, Julius was a faithful servant of God, so he wouldn’t have done anything like that with the devil. While repeating the shallow phrase,
… For reference, while the holy sword was flying towards Julius at the shortest distance, it destroyed about a dozen stores with a lot of expensive-looking dresses on display. The reason it flew by destroying the buildings without using teleportation was simple. ‘Because it was more dramatic and cool when that part appeared.’
Julius, where are you──
For a while, the Holy Sword’s voice desperately calling for Julius echoed in the area near the shabby inn, and after what felt like an eternity, Julius finally answered the Holy Sword’s call.
“Here it is. Nerondir!”
-Julius? Where are you? Where are you?
“Look up!
-Up, up?
Hearing Julius’s words, which I had no idea where they were coming from, but had a very urgent feel to them, the Holy Sword inadvertently lifted the hilt of his sword and looked up.
The sun, imbued with the grace of the benevolent god, was shining brightly on the earth.
-What! There’s nothing! Just kidding….
Wajangchang──
At the moment when the Holy Sword, who had taken Julius’s words to look up, was about to shout something out at him in an angry voice, the large glass window at the far left corner of the second floor of the inn [Revealing Lady] Let out a cheerful sound. It was literally shattered.
-… What is that.
The Holy Sword turned his head towards the direction from which the loud sound was heard. He then looked at the mess unfolding before his eyes and thought quietly.
“Julius! Can’t you come back right away? “How can a man abandon a woman and run away!”
“Stop talking nonsense, Cecil! “Didn’t I just say it was before morning?”
-… What are they doing?
Thick pieces of glass fly out in all directions. The debris that falls from the pieces sparkles like jewels in the sunlight.
And in the middle of it all, a blond-haired man crouching down carries the sky. Behind it, the upper body of a slender woman is draped over her window frame, trying to grab the hem of her man’s clothes.
A thin black silk gown flutters in the wind flowing through the broken window. Because the front of the skirt was not closed, the woman’s white inner skin was clearly visible. The colorful lip marks seen here and there reveal the true nature of what happened between the man and the woman.
-… ….
All of that was intensely reflected in Nerondir’s mind for less than a second. Even though she does not want to understand, the workings of her thinking reveal to her the harsh truth.
Tak─
Eventually, the blonde-haired man escaped her woman’s touch and landed gracefully in front of her inn. The area under her eyes was a little dark and her hair was dull, but her man sublimated even that into decadent beauty.
“I’m glad you came at the right time. Nerondir. “I never imagined that the day would come when I would be so happy for you.”
“Come back! Come back! “I have to have milk for breakfast!”
-… ….
Julius extends his hand toward the holy sword. In a gentle voice that was completely different from usual. The desperate cries of a woman named Cecil Lionelta can be heard beyond the second-floor window frame, where the glass has completely evaporated.
-Whoa.
In the middle of this noisy mess, Seonggeom takes a deep breath and strengthens his resolve. It was to say just one word to sum up this situation.
-Ha!
“Nerondir?”
“Come here! “Mamma, let’s eat!”
Julius tilts his head as he looks at the Holy Sword’s spirit. Cecil is still talking nonsense.
And at that very moment, the Holy Sword opened her mouth. Because she realized now was the right time.
-Damn.
Words that were extremely vulgar, yet perfectly expressed the feelings of the Holy Sword, echoed throughout her body.
-Wow!
Still, her stomach didn’t feel relieved, so she spat out thick spit. The holy water that shot out from her ice-like sword body fell on her ground and began to purify her dirty streets.
“Mama, let’s eat!”
“Didn’t I tell you to be quiet!”
-…… Mr. Geez.
However, it could not purify the soggy affection between men and women.
Indescribable sorrow filled the Holy Sword’s mind.