126 – Siege of Ares Bridge (5)
There was a man called Guardian in the past.
Scattered memories. In that fragment…… He was human For his own country and people whose memories are now hazy. He kept his place. He aimed his sword at the approaching monster.
Even if you fall into the hands of the creator of monsters and forget all your memories. He had only the heart he wanted to protect. Paradoxically, it proved that those who create monsters are evil.
There is no change in the desire to protect. He made me point in the opposite direction. The guardian wanted to protect. A clear memory that only exists. He wanted to protect his lord.
The shattered pride and memory froze like flesh and intestines. From his completely detached appearance, I no longer felt honor and pride. However, he had only the heart to protect.
[This means that garbage like you, buried in the fortress and living comfortably, was no match for us from the beginning!!]
A word that pierces the heart. A word from the hero who defeated my lord and went on to rebuild the Royal Knights. The weight of those words came as a huge shock to the Guardian who had lost his pride.
I wanted to protect this place somehow.
So he ugly stretched out his flesh and swallowed the fortress.
He split his own heart into 7 pieces and hid them.
Because he wanted to survive and protect at least this place. However, with one word from the hero, the Guardians came to their senses. Of course, the memories didn’t come back. Probably won’t come back forever
So was the one who created him and gave him the name Bloodline. An ideal designed with heinous malice. It is absolutely impossible for Guardians to recover their memories. However, fragments remained.
And in those fragments, the honor and pride that I thought were lost remained. The sticky, ugly flesh completely burns away. Eventually, all that was left was the Guardian.
Though it is surrounded by rusty scrap metal armor. It’s still full of burning flesh inside. However, unlike before. Fighting with a single heart. His name is Guardian.
“Come!! Human!! Prove your pride!!”
I didn’t retreat against the demons and monsters that were coming. The guardian’s cry echoed loudly through the fortress. Although the total amount of power was reduced. Instead, the finesse came back to life.
The terrible technique that did not back down against the monsters hundreds of years ago was completely directed at Hans. The line of death that would kill you if you touched it flashily headed for Hans. I thought this was over.
However, the guardian recognized it right away. That his own right arm had been completely amputated. No, not exactly his arm, but his throat. Looking at it, Hans clicked his tongue.
‘Damn, do you have some kind of strange power?’
No matter how fast and skilled the Guardian is. It was not difficult for Hans, who had stopped time, to slit his throat. But he released the time stop just in case, and this is what.
Obviously it was confirmed that the head was cut. As soon as the stop was released, it seemed that his right arm was suddenly cut off. It seemed that the guardian’s authority had been activated right away.
Meanwhile, the guardian looked at his only arm. It was a rout. The speed at which he could not even react, and the dazzling technique did not exist. A slash that was incomparably crude.
“The pride of the Guardian is gone. The honor of men has fallen to the ground.”
That’s why, that rugged sword remained in the Guardian’s heart. You’ve come this far with that kind of talent. Most likely, his sword contained a lot of agony and fear. I did too.
But I had to overcome my fear and move forward. That is the fate of those who bear it. The memories of him, who had declared that he would never come back, began to come back little by little.
“But the sword and will are mine.”
It was like that then too. In this half-destroyed fortress, we meet an overwhelming enemy. After a struggle in which one of his arms was cut off, he was eventually defeated and captured. After that he fell into such an ugly monster.
I won’t make excuses. His heart was broken in the face of overwhelming force, and he took the devil’s hand. But he won’t turn away any longer. Even the sins I accumulated as a monster will be borne in my name.
“I, Ares, will walk the path of a guardian to the end.”
In all honesty, it was a coincidence. The fact that one of his arms was cut off, and the fact that he was put in a similar situation. However, when coincidences pile up, they become miracles. His recovery of memories was nothing short of a miracle.
At this moment, Guardian Ares thanked the hero. And he was relieved at the same time. Until now, the fights we have been fighting have not been meaningless. It goes on like this.
And.
A hero who is thanked by the Guardian who has regained his name.
Hans now.
‘Don’t worry.’
Inwardly, I was hitting the guardian with a pad-lip. Even speaking on the outside, the point was to say it on the inside in case you would get angry. From Hans’ point of view, it was a f*cking situation.
The monster I thought was dead suddenly woke up. He wakes up on his own. So, after cutting off one of his arms, he suddenly awakened again, burning his will to fight again by himself.
No, what kind of Dark Souls game is this? How many phases are there? This isn’t a soul like, it’s just a game! f*ck! However, Hans’s head moved busily.
‘Seven hearts merged into one. Besides, this burning smell…… It means there is flesh inside that armor.’
Hans has already risked his life on countless battlefields. Realized at the same time. He knew that he had to fight especially coldly. So, a word here.
“Humans only have one heart. What about you?”
“Now I also only have one heart.”
“I see, then you are also human.”
With that said, Hans raised his hand and placed it on top of his heart. Then, Ares, who had been watching for a while, raised his hand to his heart just like Hans.
‘Yes! There you are! Siftal bastard!’
This bastard has no conscience. Hiding the heart in the abdomen instead of the chest. The fact is that the flesh continues to burn, so the position has gone down. Hans couldn’t have known that.
Have you read Hans’ hostility? Ares was the first to move. He attacked one step ahead of Hans. The fastest blow with all the dazzling techniques concentrated in one place.
It was a very brief moment, a moment that was close to the speed of light. Ares reached a realm beyond his limits. If that opponent wasn’t Hans…….
Perhaps, a sword strike that could even kill an opponent who had made him despair in the past. However, Ares’ slash did not cross the wall of time stop. Hans was taken aback.
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‘That’s just…… It was on a different level.’
Until now, Hans had often seen the speed he couldn’t react to. Because it was such a battlefield. But, even Hans like that. I just felt that Ares’ slash was fundamentally different.
Is it because he recognized the danger? Hans quickly drew his new sword and pierced his heart. And he cut off Ares’ last left arm just in case. At the same time, time passed again.
At that moment, Ares looked at his arm. His last remaining arm was severed and he flew through the air. He could no longer hold the sword. But he rather laughed.
“What is your name?”
“Hans.”
“Wonderful, Hans.”
I don’t need a worn out sword anymore. The descendants of the humans he risked his life to protect have reached this point. That will will continue to be inherited and sharpened.
It was a satisfying fight. In addition, he checked the blades of the descendants who had been sharpened at the end. Could it be more satisfying than this? Labeksan’s body soon began to disintegrate.
All the last bits of Ares’ flesh were burned and disappeared. There was no longer a foul smell flowing from the fort. Hans raised his head and looked around him.
There are no more disgusting fortresses full of flesh and entrails. Instead, only a half-destroyed fortress remained. Like Ares. Hans clicked his tongue and moved his gaze.
“There is a leader over there! Captain!!!”
“Teacher! Are you all right?!”
“This is true.”
Looking at the members running from afar. Hans stopped eating and laughed. Did he say he had a bad feeling? Thinking of the accidents in the meantime, I want to squeeze one by one.
Still, we made great achievements together like this. Unexpectedly, the feeling of being a comrade-in-arms continued to linger. Come to think of it, Hans and his members risked their lives until now. Have fought together
So, it wouldn’t be wrong to think of them as comrades. But then, when I was relieved. Suddenly there was a cracking sound. That’s when I wondered what it would feel like.
[…] … Our…….]
[…] … Forever… ….]
“……!!!”
It’s only for a short while.
Unknown memories passed by.