〈 Episode 249 〉 The most heroic warrior (1)
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Turbulent Rocks.
A knight who graduated from Aplia Academy.
Rox, who was recognized for his high loyalty, outstanding operational ability, and good reputation, was currently working as Heinkel’s direct informant.
Therefore, Rox receives raw information.
Raw information, not filtered information passed on to other articles. For example, the same goes for the identity of the girl sitting in front of me.
“Hmm.”
Rox glanced at the girl across from him.
Rania Van Trias, a girl reading the relevant documents delivered by Rox while sweeping her gray hair.
Rox had received top-secret information about her identity directly from the Knight Commander.
“Ashen wizard, Raniel.”
“They said that this girl named Rania was raised by that friend of Raniel. “It seems like he has been preparing steadily even before he retired.”
The Gray Wizard, Raniel Van Trias.
「Treat it so that there is nothing lacking.」
“Raniel, that friend is probably his favorite child.”
A girl who receives the great wizard’s favor.
This was information known only to a very small number of knights, and was treated as top secret.
‘This is a person with an extraordinary side.’
After all, she is the girl chosen by the gray wizard.
Like magic knights, Rox also had an excessive level of respect for Raniel.
“If you have any questions, please feel free to ask. Rania, the educator in charge of the next warrior candidates, has the authority to view related information.”
Rania slightly nodded and smiled at Rox’s guidance. It was a very gentle smile, and Rox, who had been looking at her in fascination for a moment, blinked her eyes a few times.
‘Certainly, they don’t look alike at all.’
When I heard only rumors, I thought she was a girl who resembled a gray wizard, but when I met her in person, she was the complete opposite of the image Rox had pictured in my head.
‘It’s a completely different impression from the gray wizard who was sharp, charismatic, and even cool.’
It looks soft, gentle, and gentle, as if not a single curse word would be uttered.
‘Now that I think about it, you said you were a professor at Aplia.’
It was clear that he would teach his students kindly, one by one, with a gentle smile on his face. If I had a professor like that when I was a student at Aplia, I would have been able to go to school with a smile every day…
Too bad, too bad.
This is Rox, who had to endure a hellish bachelor life under Roselle van Trias. Rox licked his lips with regret and sighed inwardly.
Meanwhile, Rox’s delusion grows.
‘Use it, it’s damn true.’
Rania was looking through the relevant documents with her brows narrowed. Rania touched her temple, struggling to keep her tongue from coming out of her mouth.
The trial date is much earlier than expected.
In this case, it was necessary to completely change the plan. Rania muttered to herself, feeling somewhat annoyed.
‘I guess I need to go find him and ask him about it.’
There is no way the trial date was brought forward for no reason. There must be some reason, and there was only one person near Rania who would spit out relevant information if she grabbed her collar and shook it.
Kalt.
He must know something.
2.
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The sparrows sitting by the window are chirping. Sunlight in the sky streams in through the slightly open window, and as it enters early winter, a cool breeze blows into the room.
It’s daytime.
It is daytime when the sun is high in the sky.
Kalt, sitting in his office, suddenly remembered the last time he had visited the house. I couldn’t remember what happened a day or two ago.
“Oh.”
Kalt burst out laughing.
Kalt, who was suffering from a double increase in workload after the reorganization, poured a cup of coffee, no matter how old it was, into his mouth.
“Seniors. “I became a superhuman, didn’t I?”
“yes.”
“But somehow, I feel like I’ve become a superhuman and am using all my improved physical abilities to handle overtime.”
“Well, Uncle Kuntel also said that.”
Rania said while lying down on the sofa.
“Even if you say you’re a superhuman, you’re still human in the end. “It seems like he is utilizing his superhuman abilities in a humane way.”
“This is… superhuman? “Is this… a superhuman?”
Is the future I wanted working overtime?
Kalt sighed, suppressing the urge to shout out loud, “This is not a superhuman.”
“That’s why.”
Kalt looked at Rania stretched out in the corner of the office.
“What brought you here?”
“I have something to ask.”
“I can guess. “I also received it a few days ago.”
Perhaps, it’s a story about the trials that the next hero candidate must go through. Kalt put down his quill. It was a signal that he was ready to hear the story.
“Tsk cha.”
Rania jumped up from the sofa and came in front of Kalt.
“Kalt.”
“Yes, senior.”
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“The next hero candidate, Chloe. That kid I’m raising. “Wasn’t the trial schedule set a little early?”
The schedule for the ordeal was set earlier than expected.
That was the reason Rania came to Kalt.
Kalt took a moment to catch his breath and then answered the question.
“…Don’t the original warrior candidates undergo trials in two years at the earliest? Rather, it is slow. “It’s already been three years since that child was discovered as a warrior candidate.”
“You clearly said you would take time to raise it.”
It was like that.
Kalt muttered and sighed.
“They said their plans had changed.”
“···what?”
“yes. Chloe, it looks like we need to put that child through a trial and use him as an apprentice hero. Of course, it’s okay to stay in Aplia even after becoming an apprentice…”
After a brief pause, Kalt continued speaking.
“···Make it so that it can be deployed in special situations. Such instructions have been issued. “That too, from Knight Commander Heinkel himself.”
“Uncle Heinkel said that?”
“Surprisingly, yes.”
Rania frowned.
The Heinkel she remembers was a person of character, and he was the type of person who was as considerate as possible to ensure that any warrior could arrive at the battlefield with sufficient time.
‘So, I thought I had a lot of time left.’
If Heinkel made that choice, there could only be one reason. Rania asked a question carefully.
“···Is the battlefield very difficult?”
“It’s difficult, but it looks like the balance is still barely maintained. The freedom to use Sword Demon Draka also plays a role. but···.”
Kalt trailed off.
“What.”
“Well, it’s still top secret, but one of the warriors will be retiring soon. So there are predictions that the balance will be shaken.”
The warrior’s retirement.
Although it was originally impossible, there have been several cases where the retirement of a warrior was recognized throughout hundreds of years of history. This was mainly the case when they retreated from the battlefield due to serious injuries.
Rania’s eyes narrowed.
“Did you get seriously injured?”
“no. “It’s not like that.”
And yet you decided to retire?
What immediately came to her mind was Destel, a servile man who said he would beat him up every day.
“Destel of servility? Is he finally retiring?”
“no. “I guess retirement is still a long way off since I’m eating it raw here and there, just as my name suggests.”
Rania narrowed her eyes a little more.
It is not a servile Destel. Then there was only one thing left. Rania’s voice suddenly lowered.
“Is Kyle retiring?”
It’s a cold voice.
Kalt took a deep breath and shook his head as the temperature dropped for a moment.
“Not even Kyle.”
“what. “Then there is none.”
“Why not? “There is one person left.”
“no way.”
Rania sighed and laughed.
“Why is Galahal retiring? He’s not that kind of guy. Even if you force yourself to retire, ‘I haven’t fulfilled my responsibilities yet.’ “He’s the kind of guy who shakes his head.”
“It is right that he is retiring.”
Stop.
Rania, who was waving her hand to say that wouldn’t happen and to stop joking, stiffened. Rania, who was looking at her kalt in silence, asked back in a low voice.
“···really?”
“yes. “Really.”
“No, Galahal is retiring…? “That Galahal?”
“yes. Galahal of the Holy Spear is retiring.”
A few blinks.
A few seconds of silence.
“crazy.”
Immediately afterwards, Rania blurted out a word.
It was as if he couldn’t believe it.
3.
The eastern front line adjacent to the Demon World.
The sun never rises and the land there, where it is always night, never hardens. Every day, the blood of demonic beasts and human blood seeps into the ground. Human corpses sink to the ground, and the corpses of demonic beasts collapse above them.
Burning the muddy land.
Up there, we fight the demon beasts again.
In a place where death and only death continue endlessly, knights fulfill their role.
A knight is a protector and protector of mankind.
With their mission in mind, the knights resist the death that approaches them every day. For example… the same goes for these knights standing in a corner of the front line.
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Eastern Front Line, Rotendan.
The knights standing on the land of Rotendan look at the floor. Scattered there were the corpses of comrades who had been fighting back to back just a moment ago.
Broken blade.
A sword that lost its owner.
Arms and legs spread out on the floor.
The body was damaged somewhere, and it looked like it had been bitten or squeezed by something. The surviving knights slowly raise their heads.
Yes.
If you lift your head and look ahead.
Crack, clap, clap.
There is a huge monster standing there.
Numerous corpses are piled up beneath the hideous beast. Blood flows continuously.
Clap.
The floor is once again stained with the blood of our compatriots.
He picks up a knight who was crawling on the floor, barely alive from the magical beast’s grasp. She grabs it and pops it. It is not an act for the sake of a ceremony (?).
“Knock, gag. Wow…”
I’m just playing with it.
Just like that, another knight puts an end to his life. The eyes of the knights looking at it are empty.
“Special type 1 demon beast, corpse harvester.”
Corpse Harvesters are demonic beasts created by apostates. The knights knew information about that magical beast that had appeared on the battlefield many times before.
Tough skin and incredible regenerative power.
The strength to shatter a castle wall with bare hands.
As is usually the case with demonic beasts created by apostates, this demonic beast is of a different class from ordinary demonic beasts. Just as the apostate is called a disaster, the magical beast she created is also like a disaster.
Can’t stop it.
There should be more articles.
However, support does not come.
All they can do is just stand here.
After slaughtering a certain number of knights, the ‘corpse harvester’ collects the corpses of the knights lying on the floor and returns to the Demon Lord, although the reason is unknown.
Occasionally, they may be subjugated.
When it is not possible, I often use the word abandon.
Yes, abandonment.
Reinforcements will not come, and they will die here. Because they were determined that this day would come someday, the knights accepted their own death.
Yes.
In order to prevent that demon from heading to the nearby wires, which are barely holding on, this spot catches the attention of the ‘Corpse Harvester’.
Patter, patter.
That is their role.
That would be the best decision.
Clap.
It might be the best decision.
“Ugh, keuhuk.”
When you see your colleagues coughing up blood and dying without accomplishing anything… no matter how firm your resolve is, you are bound to waver.
afraid.
I’m scared, but I can’t run away.
‘I am a knight.’
To be a knight is to seek.
A person who protects someone.
He is a knight because he chooses to protect himself.
‘but.’
At the moment of death, they have questions.
Who protects those who protect them?
Is there no one else who can save them?
The question is growing.
“Uh, uh….”
This is the moment when they are swallowed up by fear and try to scream as mere humans, not as knights.
Kwarung!
A single line of fire strikes the battlefield.
The corpse harvester stumbles back, and someone stands in the space of a few steps created by this.
The rising dust clears.
Brilliant starlight rises through the dust.
Huh, the platinum-colored spear clears the dust and the owner of the spear appears.
“The warrior, Galahal.”
He says his own name.
Standing in front of the surviving knights, before anyone else, he adjusts his spear and speaks.
“I will join you.”
Who protects those who protect them?
As if answering the knights’ final question, the holy spear (？？) held by Galahal glowed platinum.
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