There was a silence as if a storm had swept by.
When Lokrion hid itself and turned it into a rippling wave, only then the party regained their consciousness one by one.
Meanwhile, Vera recalled Lochrion’s words.
‘… yet.’
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Obviously it was still
Besides, he already knew he was coming here.
There was one thing that came to mind.
The dragon’s power is said to peek into fate.
Considering the records related to dragons that have been passed down through oral tradition, what Lochion is saying now is not in vain.
“you are… .”
[Don’t be in a hurry.]
As Vera was about to say something, Lokrion spoke.
[Everything is going back to the way it was planned, so remember the original purpose of your coming here.]
Vera’s gaze pierced the waves, the wave-shaped Lokrion.
“… The coffin of eternal life.”
[The legacy of Ardain. A throne that binds souls. A symbol of an oath that will never fade.]
Vera’s expression crumpled.
“I don’t understand.”
[When the time comes, you will know everything.]
The waves flew over.
A large hole was drilled in the middle of the waves, and a small bracelet wrapped in pure white brilliance rose from it.
[Give me this to you.]
The bracelet crossed the air and landed in front of Vera.
When Vera looked at it and questioned it, Lokrion spoke again.
[Now there are four.]
four.
‘what?’
what is a net
What is Lokrion trying to say now?
As he pondered for a while, Vera felt something strange.
Woo-.
Vera’s gaze turned to his waist.
Two daggers stuck there.
A life predator and an auctioned dagger were weeping.
In a moment, Vera realized.
‘… Hopefully these too.’
Is it Ardain’s legacy?
It wasn’t just a guess.
First of all, the life predator itself was an object used to make the Demon King’s corps commander, and this dagger obtained from the auction house was also related to the ancient species.
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One thing I’m curious about is that this dagger must have something to do with Gorgan… .
[Ardein left behind eight legacy, so we each guarded it and waited for the right time.]
Vera’s body trembled at Lokrion’s explanation.
It was as if he already knew what he was asking about, and the explanation that came with it was perfect.
A few moments of stillness, then Vera asked.
“What are the uses of these? No, what are you trying to say? I’m here to get an answer, not a word I don’t understand in English.”
[Hmm… .]
“If you know anything, tell me if you know anything about what is going to happen.”
This is not the case
I didn’t come here just to add a question.
Wasn’t he here to prevent the tribulation that would happen in the future, and to protect René, who would be sacrificed in the midst of it?
Vera took a step forward and made it clear that he would not back down.
Lokrion calmly calmed his fluttering body, looked at it, and then answered.
[Would the bracelet be a curtain?]
“… Yes?”
[The dagger is life, the dagger is the eye.]
still unfamiliar with English.
However, Vera began to speculate on clues from Lokrion’s words rather than complaining.
‘… Throne, tabernacle, life, eye.’
What each of the four legacy Lokrion spoke of symbolizes.
The moment Vera was about to continue thinking about it.
[The day you truly realize this, you will take hold of your life, and you will be able to protect yourself from evil and be able to see the true essence.]
Lokrion added additional clarification.
“It’s like an artifact. Do you want to say that?”
[Not really different.]
Lokrion said so and remained silent.
Vera realized that Lokrion didn’t want to talk about the topic anymore, and this time he came up with another question.
It was with the thought that I had to solve one more question while I had come all the way here.
“… Do you know that I met Orgus?”
[Is that also the guide of fate?]
“I understand and ask. I see a future where you will wage an all-out war with Nertania. Did you know this?”
[Sometimes something that has to happen.]
“… one’s own will Can you understand that?”
[You have found the correct answer.]
It was a way to explode.
A question-and-answer format that can be found anywhere in ancient documents.
At that, Vera felt his teeth grinding, and he thought of the next question.
‘The problem that needs to be resolved right now is Alaysia’s actions. And asking how to stop it.’
Alaysia is trying to resurrect Ardein’s body.
It is only natural that the situation can be calmed by stopping her.
‘You should ask about Alaysia first.’
What she really wants, what is the problem with the ancient species right now, and how to stop it.
The moment Vera opened his mouth to speak of it, Hegrion took a step forward.
“… Lochrion.”
[Speak to the snowy child.]
“Is that really what you mean?”
A bright light of anger was rising above Hegreon’s face as he uttered the question.
“Do you mean that the war between you and Nertania is something that should happen, that we should suffer for it? Do you have any qualms about it?”
[This is a question that is not worthy of an answer, so I will ask.]
excited-.
The waves flew over.
[Are you asking me for protection?]
“… .”
Hagrion clenched his fists.
clenched it tight.
In my mind, I wanted to say, ‘I don’t need your protection’, but if there was really a war between them, there was no way to protect Oben, so a concern came to mind.
Hegrion, who had been staring at Lochrion for a long time between emotional rejection and rational judgment, spit out such an answer.
“… Promise Oben’s safety. I bet on your power.”
A choice for the national interest rather than personal feelings.
Hegrion said so, suppressing his rising anger.
Lokrion replied to that.
[Seldin.]
“yes.”
[Do what the child wants.]
“I will.”
Seldeen laughed.
The five-colored light flashed over her body for a moment, and then disappeared.
Hegrion looked at the sequence of events, then bowed his head briefly to Vera and said:
“Sorry for interrupting you. Continue.”
“no.”
Vera shook his head.
He knew very well that this was important to him, so he said that in the future he would even go to the cradle to protect his people.
Vera, who had responded to Hagrion, looked at Lokrion again.
Then the moment when I was about to spit out the words.
“Vera, I will ask you this again.”
Renee came out.
“… Yes.”
“thanks.”
Rene answered Vera and turned her head in the direction of the wind.
“Can you answer my question too?”
[Huh.]
“Can Lokrion see a different time zone?”
It was a different question from the previous one, but it was a question that had to be asked.
Because there were parts of it that I didn’t quite understand while listening.
‘Before the return, I didn’t tell you about Lokrion.’
Among the things she wanted to convey in the Grimour of the Dreamer, the words related to Lochryon ended when he went to war with Nertania.
Nowhere was he told to seek his help.
plus one more.
‘… Orgus is the one who protects his parents’ dreams. Neither Lokrion nor Alaysia understand his will.’
A passage from a book found in the Imperial Library.
That caught my mind.
Lokrion spoke as if he knew everything, but he didn’t know how much he really knew now.
confirmation is needed.
[I do not know.]
Lokrion’s answer came back.
[I am only understanding, observing how fate is flowing. I am a spectator and a bystander, only resisting so that the flowing fate may go its own way.]
What you spit out is still an incomprehensible sound.
However, Renee was able to get one thing in it.
‘… I’m just looking at fate.’
He can only look to fate.
can’t change
In other words, if he changes his fate, if he manipulates the event that will happen, he does not understand it.
‘That’s why I didn’t consider him in the past.’
Renee realized it.
‘I have to change… .’
The fate he speaks of will never be in their best interests.
Before returning, he must have not reached Lochion because he knew it.
add it
‘… have to hide Also to Vera.’
You will have to hide from Vera about your destiny to change.
Although she had lived a different life in a different way in the last episode, Renee knew it because she and she were the same person.
There was something she was trying to convey only to herself in the dream.
In order to truly go to the future she had planned, to save what she wanted to save, no one had to know about the future she would change.
What she was trying to protect… Isn’t it obvious
‘… Vera.’
Renee remembered.
In the last episode, how did you deal with Vera?
What was the meaning of the warmth in it?
‘… .’
My hands were full of strength.
It was a woman I really didn’t like, and a woman I didn’t want to see again.
Nevertheless, René was determined to comply with the will, as she could not deny that she was more mature and outstanding than himself.
“… Yes, that is the answer.”
After all, the purpose was the same, so there was no reason to deny her.
[If you don’t want to ask any more questions, I’ll stop and tell you my last words.]
The waves roared.
As Vera was about to say something to it, a sudden storm of mana enveloped the party.
[Go to the darkest citadel. Take the inheritance from her.]
Wow-!
All visions were obscured by the storm, and what the party saw after they opened their eyes again.
“… Oben?”
It was Oben’s gate.
*
meeting room in the castle.
The party who had gathered there each wrapped their heads in their heads and made a ‘knuckle’ sound.
It was a sign of concern as he thought that there might be something more to be gained from the words of Lokrion he had met before.
A silence that lasts for a long time.
Miller was the first to speak out.
“First of all, I have to collect those heritage things. They say it’s something like an artifact.”
Vera’s words as he spilled the two daggers and bracelets that were on the table.
Vera nodded at it.
“Yes, this is the only thing that has been decided for sure.”
In a situation where the immediate destination was unclear, as Lochion’s straight words were about the legacy, there was nothing he could do right now.
“… It was said to be the darkest citadel.”
Miller’s expression wrinkled.
“Wow, I live and go to the vampire den… .”
Laughing out of disappointment.
Vera, seeing it, said to Renee.
“Lady?”
I thought that Renee was dazed for some reason, so I spoke to him, and Renee raised his head brightly and answered.
“Ah yes.”
“What is your opinion, Mrs.
“I do that. Yes, yes.”
He nodded his head up and down, still dazed.
Vera felt strange for some reason at the sight, and nodded accordingly.
“Okay, then the next destination… .”
The Queen of the Black Season, Nertania.
I had to go see her.