134 – Past
‘Shiron is weaker than me.’
Although she didn’t say it out loud, Lucia thought that way.
‘Aside from talent, the biggest problem is not being able to use mana. Because of that, learning magic is a waste of time, and learning swordsmanship is not effective. That’s all? ‘It’s hard to succeed as a deacon because you can’t use your inner strength.’
On that topic,
Siron did not distinguish between when to intervene and when not to intervene.
Even though I was a bit fussy about being beaten and fainting as a child, wouldn’t it be nice to be in a battlefield where life is at stake?
No matter how much pride I have at stake, I know that running away from a crisis is dishonorable.
If you realized that you had a curse-like disability such as not being able to use mana, it would have been right to give up early.
It’s the same this time too.
I don’t even know where the fight came from, but Siron crawled in covered in blood. Judging by the way he was carrying Victor, it seemed like he was caught up in a power struggle among nobles.
I’m saying this lightly, but if I were to express how I felt at the time, I was so worried that I thought I was going crazy.
Is this what parents feel when they give their child to the water? Lucia’s mind was filled with worry that she might really die.
If Siron dies,
‘I am…’
Lucia tightened her shoelaces. I put on the scabbard, raised my sword, and followed Siron.
‘I have to protect Siron. Because I am stronger than Siron. Also, I have the ability to fully protect Shiron.’
Although these words could be considered arrogant, Lucia was strong in this life, not in her previous life. The conviction that I was not myself only grew stronger as I entered the academy and went through the coming-of-age ceremony.
A knight in red armor. In dealing with a monster as terrifying as the Yuma, it seems that there was no need to exert any desperate effort, so to speak.
‘If not me, who will protect Siron?’
Siriel? Seira? Or Yuma?
‘Yeah, no. I will be stronger than them, and I will become the strongest in the world.’
With such a proud heart, Lucia grabbed the sheath of the sword.
‘It’s different this time.’
It was surprisingly easy to receive and emit mana, and there was a time when he was called a sword god, even though he was in a past life and not now. Since the memory is intact, that skill is not going anywhere.
‘So, I have to protect it. Just like last time, I’ll protect you this time too. You can do it this time too. can you do it Come to think of it, it seems that people didn’t keep it well. But even though I saved the world once, it’s only about protecting one person. There’s nothing wrong…’
Besides, helping Shiron is a pleasure. It’s nice to be of help to others, no matter what!
Yura said something similar in that way. I think it was.
– The act of sacrifice deserves respect by itself.
-Then a person who sacrifices is a good person?
-…of course. Even if there is no benefit, the nobility of carrying out the justice that is in your heart! Isn’t it cool?
-I see…
-Does Kylie want to be a cool person too?
-huh. But, if what you said is true, aren’t I already a noble person? He’s already a great person. You’re already a great person, do you need to do more here?
-…huh.
-Because I’m great. I’ll endure it.
-okay. There isn’t much left, so let’s try our best. Go for it!
Before the final battle, that was the last conversation with Yura. Lucia’s memories couldn’t be wrong.
‘I can do it. I can do it! Because I refused to hold the holy sword this time. I’ll be able to protect at least one poem.’
I had that feeling,
A gap in the door of the throne room.
When the situation arose, my body did not fall.
It was really strange.
There was darkness on the ceiling that looked dangerous to anyone. A darkness that cannot be erased even when holy light is emitted. I have only seen such a thing ‘once’ in my previous life.
Rare powers are usually dangerous.
Lucia knew this from her past life experience.
‘Shiron can’t stand it.’
Even though the distance was far from the end of the throne room to the door, Lucia felt a crisis.
‘…I have to step forward.’
Lucia straightened her knees and stood up. I will stab that damn darkness right now.
My heart was so strong that it collapsed as soon as I saw the black ring.
My legs lost strength, and my lips turned blue.
A black ring slowly falls from the ceiling.
My gaze wavered, and tears welled up at the corners of my eyes.
‘…Come on?’
Lucia did not understand what had just happened.
The hand holding the knife,
Trembling, he refused to even hold the sword, let alone draw it. weird. It can’t be like this, but isn’t it a body that always moves as I thought, and even more than that?
Why are you making trouble in this situation?
The answer was replaced by a stern voice.
self appear.
I couldn’t believe my ears because the appearance was different, but the conversation that followed said that the corpse wearing the black ring was Jagara.
Lucia couldn’t forget that voice. How could I forget?
That guy killed Yura.
on the day of the battle,
Yura died while heading to the place of the decisive battle, holding on to Kylie’s tearful hand with steady steps and trembling hands.
Kylie lived, but Yura was an ordinary human, so she had no choice but to die.
in the wielded hand,
puck-
‘It’s your fault.’
He said that one after another and laughed.
Until the moment of her death, she kept fluttering her lips and mocked Yura, saying that her death was caused by Kylie.
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So I tore it into pieces and killed it. However, the person who had already gone did not return. Kylie had already arrived in front of the devil, and she couldn’t even hold the funeral for her best friend, protector, and trusted colleague.
It’s your fault.
‘It’s not my fault. What bullsh*t. How is it my fault? I didn’t do anything wrong, I proved it with my actions. Even without Yura, I killed the demon god!’
‘Your passion drove your colleague to death.’
I kept denying it, but I couldn’t get that damn voice out of my head.
-…Lucia.
‘Even now, you are unable to draw your sword and rush at me. I know because I watched. you are not a hero A spoiled coward who can’t do anything on his own. That’s your essence.’
-hey. hey!
Lucia covered her ears, but it was no use. The voice ringing in my head was not something I could stop by covering my ears.
*
The series of events that took place in the imperial palace came to an urgent conclusion.
After killing the ape-man, Austin, Siron sorted out the situation by dividing the dead and the injured. There was no vacuum in government affairs. Fortunately, the emperor did not lose his life, and the cardinal, who came to his senses, performed the emperor’s treatment.
However, a bigger problem was ahead of Shiron.
Siron, who had rented a villa in the imperial castle, laid Lucia on the bed.
“…Why did you follow me?”
Siron looked at his clearly tired face and sighed. I was grateful that he followed me without any need for persuasion, but it was extremely difficult for the situation to turn out this way.
Siron wanted to rest right away because he had fought an intense battle. Is it because I swung the sword beyond its limit? Or is it because he squeezed out all his holy power? My whole body ached, and my body felt like it was burning after being exposed to the dark curse.
“I’m the one who needs to lie down.”
That’s what I said, but
Siron felt relieved to see Lucia finally calming down and falling asleep.
Having known Lucia a lot over the years, Chiron knew that her mind was fragile.
So it wasn’t that Shiron didn’t understand Lucia’s feelings either.
The person who killed her appeared in front of her eyes, would she not panic and exhaust herself?
“That darkness. I could definitely feel the power of the demon god. That’s why it was like that. Since the child saw the demon god’s energy directly, it’s natural for him to be scared and panic.”
Saira, who was sitting across from her, spoke as if defending Lucia.
“So don’t talk too much. Demons are like that.”
“I never said anything like that.”
“Did I just hear you clearly?”
“…I guess you didn’t hear it because you were sleeping.”
Siron spoke to Seira as if making an excuse and took out a thick notebook from his pocket. After flipping through the pages and finding an empty spot, Siron did what he could now.
[The higher the prestige, the higher the probability of encountering an apostle, and the lower the prestige, the lower the probability of encountering an apostle. Players, please keep this in mind.]
Siron wondered why the apostle had come to visit.
The last latitude confirmed by Latera was -800.
Latera did not discuss the details of the penalty points after that, but considering that he said it was close, it would have been more than that, not less.
A function with one variable called ostracism follows algebraic rules, so its efficiency decreases after a certain range, but liminality below -800 reduces the probability of accidentally meeting an apostle in the field to the decimal point. It was enough.
However, even though his prestige was low, he ended up meeting Sado. Why are there so many unlucky cases?
‘…So once in 7 years?’
Siron rubbed his heated eyes.
When I thought about it, what I encountered wasn’t even an apostle. Siron was convinced that the decapitated angel was Jaganata, but he was not a weak opponent who could barely be eliminated by Seira’s bombardment.
The first apostle Jagannatha… is as strong as the grand title of the first apostle. Perhaps it is not the body.
Originally, it was something that could not have happened in Reincarnation Swordsman, but it was reality here. So it was right to think that something other than the system was possible.
‘A system exists, but does it mean that anything that doesn’t fit into it can happen?’
Poetry broadened the scope of thinking and increased the range of possibilities.
It felt like he was muttering arbitrarily, but he didn’t throw away the information that Jagannatha had given him.
‘I don’t know why Austin was scheduled to become an apostle, nor why he bothered to mention Prien’s prophecy. Is there a backstory? Because it is a fact that has not been revealed. It doesn’t go against the settings.’
However, there was something that bothered me.
I was distracted by the ring floating above my head, but as expected, I was able to read the thoughts of the poet who was appearing.
‘It’s the same as Latera.’
Because I experienced Latera at the Hero’s House, I was quick to cut off the stream of thoughts. Thanks to this, even if we faced Jaganata, we were able to avoid being discovered due to the superiority of information that this person was a possessed person.
Then, suddenly, a thought occurred to me.
‘…Did Latera appear in Reincarnation Swordsman?’
I remember it didn’t come out. I didn’t even know the warrior’s house. In my past life, I saw Kylie collapsed, but that was it.
Latera.
When I think about it, I was able to come this far thanks to the blessings of Latera. If it weren’t for her, it would have been impossible for me to even survive this far with this trashy body that can’t fully use the system.
I received a lot of help from people around me, but there was no one who gave me favors for no reason like Latera.
‘I don’t have the shame to make you wait any longer.’
Shiron thought of the girl who was waiting desperately for him.
‘There are a lot of things I wanted to ask.’
It was a time when I was sorting out the thoughts that were pouring out like a dam bursting.
smart.
Someone knocked on the hospital room door.
“Should I kick him out?”
“…There’s no need for that.”
Shiron shook his head at Seira. Because we had been together for quite some time, I was able to guess the identity of the uninvited visitor by his heavy gait.
Siron got up from his seat and walked towards the door.
“Cardinal, what’s going on?”
Siron opened the door and looked at Devialet and said hello.
I heard that he went through a fierce battle, and although his face showed signs of fatigue, there was no shadow of death.
however,
The usual benevolent smile could not be found on his face.
“You who are not in good health… please come inside instead of standing still.”
“Then, please excuse me.”
“…”
Chiron lowered his head and glanced at the approaching cardinal.
Devialet, who took a step forward, did not disrespect Chiron.