4 years.
A time that can be said to be long or short has passed.
Speaking of waiting time for a saint… It could have been a long time indeed.
Although not a short time has passed, the face and voice still engraved in my mind like a painting, and those moments at that time quench my thirst every moment.
Even though she didn’t know where she might be, at best she knew she was somewhere in the Kingdom of Horden, but she wanted to leave immediately to find her.
However, he couldn’t do that because he was not confident in his appearance in the end.
It was because she thought that she was not yet a suitable race for her.
Vera gave up his apostleship for the past four years and served as a servant of Bargo.
To find out which sword he guarded, I followed him.
He spent a not-so-short period of time lifting his feet every day, but, unfortunately, there were no achievements worthy of mention.
Vera did not yet know the sword to guard.
Still stood the black blade of Vera. He enjoyed attacking rather than defending, and it was a sword that had more ferocity than reason.
I didn’t even know what my faith was.
Vera was not yet able to articulate what it meant to be faith.
Faith was still a challenge for Vera, and the stigma was a good tool to use.
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Over the course of four years, Vera has attained indescribable tangible growth by refining his divine art, which he has called sanctuary, and training his body, but his inner growth is still sluggish.
The only realization Vera learned through these four years was that he was an arrogant and ignorant human being.
Time savagely did not wait for Vera’s sluggish steps.
“Little boy.”
“Yes.”
The chapel of the Great Hall in the early morning.
Vera, who followed Bargo to pray as he has been doing for the past four years, opened his eyes that had been closed until now when he called out to him.
At the end of his gaze, there was a bargo that would suit the word monster.
He looked weaker than when we first met.
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One day, his body, which he could barely make eye contact with by tilting his head upward, no longer felt big.
This happened as Bargo’s waist became more curved and Vera’s grew taller.
Now they stood at the same eye level and looked at each other, but Vera couldn’t look straight at him because he didn’t like it for some reason.
Therefore, whenever he answered Bargo’s call, he would always bow his head.
So, while Vera bowed his head, waiting for Vargo’s answer, the voice continued.
“… How was the practice of the Holy Law?”
“There are a lot of shortcomings.”
“Are you going to be short every day?”
“It’s a shame.”
“Ew, twit.”
Vera dipped his head deeper at the click of the tongue.
Realizing his own shortcomings, and following in his footsteps, Vera could only learn humility.
Like any other paladin in the Holy Kingdom, he was able to pay tribute to him.
“So, are you going to keep chasing after me? huh? How long are you planning to celebrate only rice?”
Words that have been going on for a year already.
Vera then realized that it was time to say something different from what he had been saying.
Even a small realization is to pick up and swallow more, so we have to procrastinate and achieve the independence we have been putting off.
Vera licked his lips.
how to say How can I convince Bargo and receive the saint’s escort position?
It was a problem that was bothering me so much. So it was a problem that I just came up with an answer.
“Sir, can you give me the Norn Sutra?”
“Ugh? Why is he?”
“I want to be independent.”
Vera said so and lifted his head to meet Bargo’s eyes.
Eyes that do not know the depth to always remember. It came into Vera’s sight.
It was a depth that felt both insidious and bizarre, but Vera could now see that it was a depth of time.
“… We want to organize a procession.”
“What kind of procession are you talking about?”
“Do you remember what I said?”
“Yeah, how could I forget that I was waiting for someone to chase after me?”
flinch. Vera’s body trembled at Bargo’s sarcasm.
I’ve been sticking around for a while, but every time I hear it, it’s still a sarcasm that arouses people’s anger.
Vera let out a small breath at him, and then continued with his emotions in check.
“… Yes, we want to create a matrix for that.”
There was a time when I was worried about hiding the return and trying to tell it.
However, no matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t come up with a proper method, so the method I finally chose was the Jeonggong method.
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Of course, Dung would not say directly that he knew that the saint would appear after returning, or that he was organizing a procession to escort the saint who would appear in the future.
‘I’m not even a human being.’
Bargo, whom I’ve seen for the past 4 years, didn’t even need to say anything like that, because he wasn’t a human being.
The world judged him to be the father of all paladins.
He was truly the one who embraced the priests of the Holy Land with a fatherly understanding.
It might be because of that, even though he is an old-fashioned old-fashioned name, he will always be respectful to him from some day.
As Vera continued to think for a while, waiting for an answer, Bargo, who had had a sullen face until then, picked up his ear and spat out a question.
“Are you a bitch?”
drop.
Vera’s expression hardened.
“Looks right. eh, ttt When I see Rohan, he gives me seizures, and you’re no different. Your brain is in your crotch.”
“… Your words are harsh.”
“Worse, the dismal-looking thing just made it look so playful.”
wow. Vera’s fists were clenched.
“So, can you please?”
“If I don’t do it, won’t you?”
“… I’m sorry.”
“Things without frills. Do it yourself.”
After saying that, Bargo got up and left the chapel alone.
“I need to go for a walk or something, so tell Norn.”
“thank you.”
There was no answer returned. After that, he walked away with his mouth closed.
Vera let out a small breath before he could no longer see Bargo past the chapel door and relax his body.
‘done.’
Finally, I was able to get to the place I originally intended.
‘Three days to go.’
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On the day when the continent stands at just the middle of the year, seven days and seven nights of white nights begin.
A miracle that takes place when the stigma of the gods falls on the continent.
The blessings of the gods to bless the new saint.
that’s where it starts
‘When the white nights of seven days and nights begin… .’
The continent is in a state where it is appropriate to call it a melting pot of chaos.
This is because the entire continent is moving in order to take the power of the god of the saints.
The power of the Lord God was the ability that was worthy of it.
‘The power to weave fate.’
The power to intervene in providence itself and rewrite the destiny that has been decided.
If a saint had the power of a saint, even the villagers in the countryside could become the emperor of the empire.
Even the most miserable hunter could become the richest man on the continent.
Even the deadline for which death is foreseen gets life to live for a hundred years.
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Of course, you can’t use that ability without paying anything.
A saint cannot change her own destiny.
In addition, if the size of the inflection point caused by the use of power exceeds the total amount of divinity she has, the burden must be borne by the saint.
For example, if you did something like changing the entire history of the continent that made the people of war into the emperor, the spirit of the saint who could not overcome the burden would be destroyed.
In other words, the power of the Lord was the ability to use the saint’s soul as collateral.
It’s a really dangerous ability, but… Sadly, he was not an important fact to those who benefited from the power.
why not In the end, it is the saint who bears the burden, not the beneficiary.
To them, a saint is like a god who can glorify themselves without any cost.
Vera followed the accident and remembered those who traveled in search of the saint in their past lives.
‘The Emperor of the Empire will move.’
The emperor of the empire, who is in a dangerous position right now, will move directly to make the imperial family splendid again.
‘The tower master of the tower will move.’
greatest providence. He will move to awaken it.
‘The head of the Federation of Kingdoms, the head of the Yongin tribe, and the followers of the night will move.’
All of them will move to find that one saint.
Each opponent is not easy. However, Vera was not intimidated. Vera also had the ability to keep up with them.
There are stigmata. There is a power that has been accumulated through training. There is a sanctuary behind your back.
There was no reason not to protect the saint.
Suddenly, Vera’s mind came to mind of a saint who had been living without power in a corner of the gutter.
Molgool, who couldn’t help but get bored. At the end of the end, there was no one to mourn, and the end was dead.
An event that will inevitably happen if you do not intervene.
‘… I won’t let that happen this time.’
He would never let a saint face such an end.
It will be the thickest barrier so that no one dares to step over her.
It will place her in a place where she is praised for her nobility alone.
So, I will live a life of keeping it by my side for the rest of my life.
I will keep the oath engraved in my soul, and the promise for the rest of my life.
Confidence in yourself… there was still no
He was still arrogant and ignorant. I don’t know what faith is. The swordsmanship was ferocious, and his humanity was not a good thing to even joke about.
However, now she could not afford to hesitate to stand by her side with such lack of confidence.
Time did not wait for him to be ready.
The seven days and nights would start even if they didn’t want it, and he had to stop the numerous enemies who were aiming for the saint in the middle.
‘I will not run away.’
In the oath I made myself, I will not run away from that responsibility.
I will gladly accept the consequences of my arrogance and ignorance.
I will gladly carry the weight of blood from the knife that only knows how to tear it apart.
I will not say that the world I saw through my shallow eyes is right.
I’ll just stick with them and live for the oath.
Vera’s gaze turned to the mural of the nine gods painted on the wall in front of the chapel.
‘Whatever you want, he doesn’t matter to me.’
If it matches what I want, that’s good, or it’s not.
‘I’m not going to try to solve the difficult problems you threw.’
From the last moment of that ugly life, there was only one thing that mattered to him.
‘I will protect the saint by my will.’
The light that shone on you at that moment.
His life, if he kept it, was enough.