Episode 30: The angel who drew the holy sword (7)
Have you ever heard of a Christmas truce? It’s a small incident that took place on Christmas Eve during World War I.
There was a war going on there for a long time.
Soldiers who hated each other just a moment ago and were trying hard to kill each other, warriors who endured the cold and pain to protect the front lines.
The days were like normal. The only difference is that it’s Christmas Eve.
And then a carol was heard from somewhere.
A carol praising heaven and its angels.
A carol rejoicing that the Savior has come.
Those who heard the carol could not fight any longer. So a miracle happened.
People stopped fighting.
Likewise… … .
The angel’s appeal has similar power.
Rusa, a blood-crazed fighting spirit, and Park Jin-ho, a swordsman who cool-headedly pushed back against the Red Moon… In the end, that voice had enough power to make me turn around.
The power to calm people down.
“Haha, haha… Stop. please… … .”
The referee was breathing heavily and muttered something to stop.
‘Okay, it’s going to take a lot of angel power to pull out the holy sword.’
The boy smiled brightly, as if he was glad to see that the fighting had stopped. Park Jin-ho, who was watching this, spoke in a cold tone.
“Referee, do you know what you are doing right now?”
“Yeah, I know. “I am now preventing the genocide of a race.”
“no! You are acting the same way as supporting the demon lord’s vassals! “There will be disciplinary action for this in the future, so step down!”
The referee looked at Jinho Park.
His expression is cold enough to be worthy of the nickname Iron-Blooded, but if you look closely, there are some cracks in his expression.
“professor. The moon cats are a group of people who fled to this world to avoid the devil. Moreover, I am in a position where I have been retaliated against by the devil and even been cursed. Would such people become the devil’s subordinates?”
“In order to survive, humans bow down to even their children’s enemies. “You still don’t know much about this world.”
Park Jin-ho’s intimidating feeling cannot be hidden.
Even Red Moon, who had been dealing with Park Jin-ho until now, had no choice but to cower and take a step back.
But the referee did not back down.
And saving a race from being slaughtered and saving hundreds of thousands of people living in the Nine Myo Citadel is truly the right thing to do.
The referee felt himself stronger than ever.
Therefore, he was not pushed out by Park Jin-ho’s pressure.
‘sacrifice… … .’
The mother who hid herself under the sofa. And she didn’t tell those thugs my location until the very end.
The referee held back the tears that were welling up in his eyes.
“A human being does not hesitate to give up his own life for his children. “Professor, you still don’t know much about this world.”
Jinho Park looked around. Lusa, the leader of the Moon Cat Clan and renowned as the Red Moon Fighter, was also pushed back by his own spirit.
But what is this boy who does not give in to this spirit and instead of retreating, approaches one step at a time?
‘Such a boy… No, a warrior like this is qualified to deal with me.’
Jin-ho Park acknowledged the referee.
“Mooncats are thieves and assassins. “They are corrupted from their roots.”
“Still, you have to give it a chance.”
“Why?”
The referee had an earnest look on his face. That earnestness. It was as if an angel was earnestly asking him a favor.
“Why do professors fight the devil? Isn’t it to be saved from destruction?”
“Yes.”
“Then we must give the moon cats a chance for salvation. That’s why we fight. Warriors. “Furthermore, wasn’t we fighting to give ordinary people a chance at salvation?”
Park Jin-ho’s voice became rough.
“We know! The moon cats need a chance! Because beastmen were ostracized by both the other world and the human world, they also walked down a dark path! But it’s already too late!”
“Why? “If we can lift the devil’s curse, the moon cats will be a great help to humanity.”
“know. But there is no way anymore. You know, but… … .”
Jinho Park shouted in a stern voice.
“Only the True Sword Lande can cut through the Demon King’s curse. And the hero who can select Lande has not yet been found.”
“okay.”
The referee gathered his angelic power.
And then he went to the center of the sanctuary.
“Then I can’t help it.”
Jin-ho Park shouted as he saw the referee walking away like that.
“Trust what Professor Bon says! They’re late! They are already walking down a dark path! What is there to fear from walking down a darker path?! Referee! I’m right, so don’t do that… … .”
“It’s not too late.”
Everyone here looked at the boy.
And at that moment, I realized what the boy was trying to do.
“That boy is trying to pull out the holy sword.”
“No, even after seeing our compatriots lying next to us… Are you trying to pull out the holy sword?”
The referee approached the holy sword.
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‘This is the holy sword used by the hero. Is it Jinseonggeom Lande?’
The holy sword had an ordinary appearance. There were no flashy effects or flashy patterns on the blade, and the crossguard was nothing fancy or anything like that.
Except for the rusty pommel and grip, it was just like an arming sword.
It also had the characteristic of being a bit short.
‘A sword cast from mediumium, a substance that becomes stronger and stronger over time… Judging by its hardness and strength, it is presumed that it was created soon after the creation of the world.’
It was coined immediately after creation.
It was truly a sword made by God.
A holy sword among holy swords.
Therefore, the divine punishment that a non-warrior would receive if he catches it is so powerful that it cannot be compared to other holy swords… … .
After all, it is a sword that cannot be used unless you are a warrior. However, the hero did not appear until the world was destroyed.
I couldn’t wait any longer.
‘And I am an angel. The last time I had a similarity test, there were no abnormalities… I think I can endure to some extent this time too.’
What the referee now believes in is the racial characteristics of an angel (resistance to the Holy Sword) + the angel buff that comes from being an angel who saves a race + and the angel power he has built up so far.
Truly a trinity.
This is the best a referee can do.
To be honest, I’m a little scared… … .
‘Anyway, I’m confident I can survive with my angel special skills. If you just burn a little for a moment, new minerals… Instead, you can attract Hongwol as a warrior candidate. In addition, the favor of the moon cats and the angelic power you will gain this time… … .’
Muttering.
‘… If you think about everything, it’s a profitable business!’
Finally, including worldly benefits.
“It’s not too late.”
The referee grabbed the holy sword.
* * *
People didn’t see a miracle. I saw a boy just trying to create a miracle.
Everyone knew this, but the referee was not the chosen warrior.
As soon as the child caught the sword, he was overcome by divine punishment and gradually turned white. It was already impossible for him to survive as his entire body was covered by the divine punishment.
Even if an angel came down and performed a miracle, we wouldn’t know.
Hongwol collapsed and shed tears.
And muttered.
“fool… fool… … .”
Next to him, Park Jin-ho had a vain expression on his face. Rusa took out a cigarette and asked, looking bitter.
“Why…?” These sacrifices… … .”
“Damn… … .”
And Soya lowered the brim of his hat completely and said, “Huh…” Ugh… Ugh.” It was squatting down making the same sound.
But the boy did not let go of the sword.
Even if there is someone who is not a chosen hero or an opponent of the devil given by heaven, but still moves forward… … .
It was a coincidence.
The Divine Punishment is a fire more powerful than any other fire.
With a fire like this, even the stone sealing the holy sword would melt at some point. And of course the melted stone could not seal the sword.
In this way, the referee was able to pull out the sealed holy sword even though he was not a hero.
“Referee… … ?”
People didn’t see a miracle.
I just saw a boy who created miracles.
Park Jin-ho was so immersed in the scene that he had no choice but to say these words.
“no way… … .”
The boy walked. Because they are angels, the race with the strongest resistance to divine punishment, they are angels, the race with the ability to wield the holy sword.
Moreover, since angels become stronger when they do the right thing, they use various powers that consume the angelic power they have built up through good deeds.
The boy was able to endure.
Jinho Park muttered.
“Am I wrong…? … .”
The boy looked at the curse on Red Moon’s wrist without saying a word. Suddenly – the curse that had driven a race to extinction was lifted.
“awry… … .”
And the boy collapsed.
“I’m glad I was wrong… … .”
Park Jin-ho, a man called iron-blooded and a man who had never cried since he became an adult, was crying right now.
No, not only Red Moon and Red Moon, but most of the people here were already crying.
“Jinho Park. What are you doing! “Quickly call the healers!”
“Okay, I’m going!”
“Quickly call the best healers of Gumyo Fortress!”
Everyone, including professors and moon cats, rushed at the boy. And then he shouted urgently.
“Save this boy somehow!”
* * *
Late night.
Blood veins were engraved in the dark sky.
A powerful flow of power, like veins, beautifully connected the constellations.
A terrifying yet wondrous sight. It was truly awe of Mother Nature.
The blood vessels continue to spread.
A light greater than any other constellation.
People forgot what to say at that sight.
Some otherworldly people chanted the names of old gods who had already disappeared.
It was a light that spread out as the referee’s angelic power combined with the power of the holy sword.
You could call it the reverberation of a miracle.
One person who saw the light muttered:
“at las! at las… … !”
Chief Archer Hexi, professor of archery and the last member of the Central Academy faculty.
She easily ignored Park Jin-ho’s orders to stay where she was and ran towards the main building as if she had lost her mind.
“That light… … !”
Pure white light emanating from the main building.
Hexie knew that light.
How do you know?
Because Hexie was a warrior’s companion. Of course, I’ve never seen a hero… Wait, I’ve never seen the hero, so why am I called the hero’s companion?
It was because of the sad tradition of this world.
The people of this world selected the most outstanding beings among them and appointed them to the warrior’s party in order to prepare for the warrior who would appear someday.
I am meant to be a warrior, but would I be okay as an ordinary human being? Even if you weren’t chosen by heaven like a warrior, shouldn’t you do something similar?
The method people came up with was simple. The method is to revive the corpse of an already dead angel through necromancy and use the angel to select selected children as heroes.
But this was something that should not have been done. Just as Soya and Hongwol needed a guardian angel called a referee, those who would become warriors always needed a guardian angel.
In this way, a guardian angel is a warrior.
It is more important than anything else… … .
“Angel.”
There was a girl named Hexie.
The daughter of a duke and the most outstanding girl in the capital.
The day I survived the harsh selection process and was finally appointed as a warrior’s comrade. He once went down into the dark basement beneath the cathedral and received a hug he would never forget.
Divine power that fills the body.
Feeling that you have been chosen.
And your precious guardian angel that you can never forget.
It was dried out.
“Angel… … .”
Emotions that could never be satisfied shattered young Hexie’s heart.
Hexie cried without even being able to scream out of sadness, and her new siblings also shed tears with her.
A party of four warriors who are still classified as professor-level strongmen.
One of them, Hexie, muttered.
“Angel… … !”
fantasy,
