Episode 210: An angel spreading its wings (5)
It could have been avoided.
A ridiculous missile with a sword instead of a warhead. In addition, there is a tracking system created by the clumsy ingenuity of humans.
If you were someone who reads karma, this would be an attack you could avoid hundreds of times even with your eyes closed.
‘Why did you think of hitting it?’
If you knew that the True Demon Sword was broken, why did you forget that fact and think of striking the Holy Sword?
‘It was easy to avoid. But what I really wanted to avoid was… … .’
There was something else that the Demon King really wanted to avoid.
This is exactly the situation.
This is the situation where the two girls pursed their lips and folded their hands over the handle of the holy sword that no one could hold.
‘Yes, I was trying to avoid giving the holy sword into the hands of a hero.’
It was clearly a situation he was in control of. The situation was such that the warriors were swept away without being able to resist the source of karma, and the angels who had spread their wings were driven to the verge of being torn off.
Even in such an advantageous situation, the Demon King did not allow the hero to hold the holy sword. If you had allowed it instead of being cautious, the holy sword would have been nothing more than a weapon. If I had let him hold the holy sword and crushed him with the headwaters… … .
If so, it was the devil’s victory.
But why was the Demon King so wary of the hero holding the holy sword?
“trust.”
The Demon King looked at the angel with spread wings with shaking eyes. There was a sad smile on his mouth covered in black blood.
“Yes, I didn’t have faith.”
If the Demon King had faith, he would have moved steadily toward his goal without being swayed by the variables of the Holy Sword. But the Demon King couldn’t do that.
The Demon King could not believe in this world.
Because I knew everything, because I thought I knew everything.
“Yes, Demon King. “You had no faith.”
said the angel with spread wings.
The angel spread his wings and looked at the Demon King with sad eyes.
“You can’t trust people until the very end.”
“How can you trust someone? Something like that happened, even after going through something like that!”
A demon lord who spits out black blood as if he were spitting it out. It was so pathetic that he stretched out his hand towards the referee as if he was overcome by evil.
The referee could see tears flowing from the Demon King’s eyes. Why? The demon king shedding tears looked a lot like himself in some way.
The referee guessed what the Demon King went through a long time ago, in forgotten and lost times.
‘… I see.’
The referee realized.
The fact that that boy, stained black and shedding tears, looked very similar to the person who had had nightmares.
“You too were living a nightmare.”
“no.”
“Were you hoping someone would wake you up?”
“No!”
The Demon King roughly pushed away the white hand reaching for his cheek and muttered.
“I’m not having nightmares or anything. “I realized the darkness.”
“I know, nightmares are so sad.”
“I’m not sad at all because I realized it!”
“Nightmares are painful.”
“Of course, penance for the truth is painful. Referee, are you pretending to know something when you don’t even know it?”
“And I feel so alone in my nightmares.”
And then the words stopped.
The Demon King’s eyes widened, then frowned again and began to shed tears.
“no.”
The Demon King said.
“No, no. “I’m not having nightmares or anything.”
The boy, dyed black, slapped away the referee’s hand and shouted in a loud voice as if overcome by evil.
“I’ve never wanted anyone to soothe my pain!”
The dark-stained boy was still shedding tears.
The referee looked at the boy without saying anything.
A period of time longer than a moment but shorter than eternity passed.
“I never wanted it, really…” … .”
However, the Demon King, or rather the boy called the Demon King, was already leaning his face into the referee’s touch.
As the referee stroked the jet-black hair, I could feel the crying getting louder, little by little. And the referee’s arms slowly wrapped around his shoulders.
If only it could continue like this.
grasp-
But the Demon King pushed the referee away. In the short amount of time left, he had something to say to the referee.
Passasasa – A soul that is collapsing because the source of karma has been dealt with, and a body that is collapsing because it has been stabbed deep into the body by a holy sword.
The Demon King wiped away the black blood and opened his mouth.
“Obviously, a demon lord will appear to replace me.”
People will definitely create nightmarish moments, and one of the children trapped in those moments will realize the dark truth.
One of the children who realized the truth of darkness like that will definitely, without fail, become the being called the Demon King.
A drop of tear flowing again.
The Demon King explained everything with a single tear.
The referee nodded to the explanation and then said:
“Then I will definitely comfort the child without it being too late.”
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The Demon King smiled after hearing the answer.
“Hmph, give it a try if you can.”
Pasrak – Pasrak – Even at this moment when his body and soul were turning into ashes and dust, the Demon King was smiling. Only the devil knows what that smile means.
“It is light.”
Immediately after the Demon King disappeared, bright cracks began to appear as if lightning were spreading across the sky. The gold grew larger and began to illuminate the ground with white and blue light.
“It’s light.”
“Well, the sky is finally bright.”
“The sky, the sky is getting brighter again.”
People stretched out their hands towards the sky.
The angel, with his wings spread, smiled at those people.
Blue sea, bright summer forest.
A city of sparkling humans.
And the sun shining from far away, shining on us all.
The referee had no choice but to say this.
“What a beautiful world… … .”
* * *
And the world hasn’t changed much.
Even though the great event of the hero defeating the demon king occurred, the way this world works did not change much. Of course, there were many countries, strong people, and powers that fell to the devil, but the people at the center of the gear wheel were still alive.
The people who turn the gears did not tolerate changes in the world, saying, ‘The last invasion of the devil was a fiction’ and ‘The hero is just a false legend.’
“The last Black Sky incident was caused by a collision between the dark world and the real world, and had nothing to do with the imaginary being called the Demon King.”
“However, there are many people who say they have seen the existence of the Demon King.”
“Ha, do you believe the description of the Demon King that they are talking about? A handsome young nobleman dyed in jet black? Who is telling you to believe that a being called the Demon King looks like that? And if the real devil has appeared, why are we alive? “They should all be dead!”
The ‘professors’, another cogwheel that moved the world, were exhausted from the fight against the devil and were unable to stop the runaway runaway of such cogwheels.
“Kline, when can you return to active duty?”
Seeing Klein with his entire body covered in bandages, Jin-ho Park said this in a reproachful voice as if asking why he caught a cold during such a busy time.
“Vice Dean, are you still planning to exploit me? “It’s really driving me crazy.”
Of course, Klein was dumbfounded.
I don’t know if I’ll be able to regain my magic due to the aftereffects of casting Masal, so I’m asking when I can return to active duty.
“Didn’t the referee say that? “The devil will definitely come back.”
“It will come back, doesn’t everyone know that?”
Klein said.
“The world is still so dark.”
“That’s what I’m saying! Professor Bon needs you!”
“Ouch! I’m a patient! Noisy!”
Klein, who had been angry for a while, sank back into bed and muttered.
“But those kids are still there, aren’t they?”
“Yes, there are those kids.”
Jinho Park, who was peeling apples, looked out the window at the Central Superhuman Academy and said.
“For those children, we need you and other professors. So get well soon. “It’s an order!”
“Hey, don’t shove the apple in your mouth!”
The outskirts of the Central Superhuman Academy. In front of a small, simple, small cathedral, a girl wearing a wizard hat that was disproportionately large for her short stature was shouting something in an excited voice.
“The hero Soya appears! Should I go into the classroom while doing this? Or are you not the brave sage Soya who will open a new horizon in the world of black magic, or rather, magic? If I say that, will I go into the classroom then?”
“Cow, cow.”
“Oh, what if I become too famous? Still, you need to set aside time to study magic… Wow!”
The person who stopped Soya’s rampage was Hongwol, a beautiful girl with pink hair. Hongwol used his overwhelmingly longer body to push Soya down.
“There is no such thing as a runaway locomotive. what? Are you going to brag about being a hero? “Anyone wants.”
“What, what? “It hurts!”
Squeeze- Hongwol laughed, pressing Soya down with both palms.
“How can something so small be so noisy?”
“What, what? My chest is small and I think my lungs are also small, so how can my voice be so loud that I’m about to faint from laughter? This black devil hater… … !”
“No, I didn’t say that much. And wait, why is saying he’s short a black-hat hater? “It doesn’t matter.”
“Ugh! “It’s my heart!”
Soya and Hongwol bickered until a pretty girl with small horns, who couldn’t help but raise the corners of her mouth as if she thought this situation was too funny, appeared.
Marie made a “hmm, hmm” sound and then naturally greeted me.
“Miss Soya, Miss Hongwol.”
And the two girls cling to each other as soon as Marie appears.
“Yumari.”
“Yumari?”
“Everyone, it’s been a while.”
There was no need for a single conversation. Hongwol and Soya were both karma users who could read karma, so they were able to easily figure out what kind of karma was flowing to Mari.
Dark karma was flowing through Marie as before. But light karma was also flowing.
Soya felt a little respect for Mari.
‘With such a dark past, there is light.’
And because I didn’t want to admit that feeling, I turned my head and said, “Hmph!” However, Mari continued speaking as if Soya’s attitude was nothing.
“I overheard a little bit of the conversation earlier.”
“Uh, what kind of story did you overhear?”
“The story is that Miss Soya is going to announce that she is a hero.”
“what. “You heard it all!”
Mari slowly approached Soya and shook her head as if she shouldn’t do that.
“Miss Soya, we must not reveal that we are heroes.”
“why?”
“Think about the political issues.”
It’s a political problem. Soya tilted his head at those words and took a step back.
“What, political?”
“A hero is no different from the devil in that he can destroy the thrones of those in power.”
“I know, I plan to. I will be declared a hero and change the world. Superhuman Guild and Sega are still doing things like that… Ugh, ugh!”
As the cow retreats, it stumbles after getting caught on the railing. Of course, the person who caught Soya was the white boy standing behind Soya. The boy sighed, “Whew, I’m glad,” and then continued.
“Soya, that’s why it’s not allowed.”
“why? Our strength is enough to defeat them… We can change this world… … .”
The referee looked into the distance for a moment and then spoke again.
“Once upon a time, there was a hero who had the same thoughts as you.”
“Are you thinking the same thing as me? who?”
“You know, the ancestral head of the Seocheon Confucian family, Mari’s grandfather.”
Former warrior, founder of Seocheon Confucianism. Soya remembered the face of the man she had seen in the history book and closed her mouth.
“The dark karma is still too strong in this world. “If we try to change the world the way the world wants, we will end up becoming the world itself.”
“I am different from the head of the Seocheon Confucian family… … .”
Is it really different?
Soya could not bear to answer that question.
Still, there is one thing that is different from the matriarch… … .
“okay. I won’t go around saying I’m a hero. “As long as the referee is there, nothing else matters.”
It was true that he had a referee.
Soya carefully lowers her visor to hide her red face. Soya’s hand wanders in the air, and he gently grabs the referee’s hand.
Hongwol, seeing this, blurts out a word.
“Ugh, it might have been better to just say that the little hero is a hero and let him go.”
“what?”
“No, no. And why do you only hold Soya’s hand? Catch me too!”
It was a really warm hand.
The referee said, feeling the warmth of his friends.
“You don’t have to be recognized as a hero to change the world. And there’s one important thing we’re forgetting.”
The referee spread his wings.
Although most people cannot see these wings because they are made of karma, those who need them will definitely feel those warm wings.
“We’re about to be late! Marie! “Hurry up and grab my hand too!”
So once again, the angel spread his wings and flew towards the world.
fantasy,
