〈 Episode 282 〉 Hero, Galahal (1)
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The air trembles.
Magi scattered everywhere. Mana bending in strange shapes. The bloody smell of a mixture of demonic beasts and humans. The scent of death stings your nose. The woman who betrayed God smelled of death.
“I will save you too soon.”
Pure white hair fluttering.
Green eyes that have lost their shine.
The once saintly apostate smiles.
Her voice echoed through the air. Raniel clenched her teeth, feeling her breath catch. Raniel instinctively realizes this.
He is a complete apostate.
There are no restrictions anywhere that bind her body. The trembling air and the sense of coercion pressing down on the area indicate that it is on a completely different level from that of the city at night.
Tick, tidik.
The space that cannot bear her presence begins to tear apart. That’s what disaster is. Beings who destroy the providence of the entire area just by being there.
Puzzle.
Raniel gritted his teeth and took a step forward.
She swung her clenched fist at the apostate. The circuit engraved on the back of her hand burns, and blue light blinks.
However, the fist does not reach the apostate.
Whoops!
A passageway swallowed by old water.
Raniel’s fist cannot advance beyond the opaque membrane that blocks the passage. The same goes for her spells that she manifested. She just hits the membrane and scatters.
“It’s no use.”
The apostate laughs from beyond the curtain.
“You know, right? “This is a trial by stars.”
Trial of the Stars.
An ordeal granted only to warriors with stars.
“There is no way an unblessed human could interfere. “Give up, child.”
Those without stars cannot interfere with the space beyond the passage. That is the absolute rule of trials.
The apostate laughs and walks away with his back turned to Raniel. Chloe, who was caught by her, stretched out her hand towards Raniel, but her hand did not touch Raniel.
Kuuk.
Raniel bit his lip and glared at the back of the apostate. Her eyes are bloodshot. Her fingernails dig into her clenched fists and blood leaks out.
Soon, the water that had swallowed up the passage began to swell.
The door to the ordeal of the stars is closing. Raniel spread his hands and grasped the framework that made up the passageway. A loud sound came from her fingers.
Hwareuk.
A large amount of mana burns away, and space becomes distorted around Raniel’s finger. The passage that is about to close collides with the distorted space and does not shrink any further.
But, that’s it.
Raniel can only hold on to the passage and cannot advance beyond this passage. Because she is not blessed by the stars and does not have her starlight, she cannot interfere with the space beyond her.
The order doesn’t arrive.
This damn ordeal is rejecting one’s own body.
At this moment, there is only one way that comes to mind.
A way for humans who were not chosen by the stars to embrace the stars.
A way to gain power that was not granted to you.
Raniel knows the method.
‘but···.’
So is it possible to defeat an apostate?
Can you defeat an apostate alone? Even if you defeat it, if you let go of this space you are holding on to, what happens to you who have no way to return?
There are too many uncertain factors.
A moment of worry, a moment of hesitation.
But it doesn’t last long. You must act first. Ran El soon strengthens his resolve and extends his free hand forward.
“Balance.”
A platinum-colored scale comes to mind.
Raniel’s last chance appears before his eyes.
This is the moment when Raniel is about to reach out for it.
Sigh.
Someone grabbed Raniel’s wrist.
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“···Galahal?”
Raniel glared at Galahal, who was holding his wrist.
“Put this aside.”
Raniel shouts urgently, but Galahal just shakes his head.
“I will go.”
He said quietly.
Raniel bit his lip.
“···You can’t do this.”
Raniel continued speaking with his head down.
“If you go, you will die.”
He is different from himself, who has even a slight chance of coming back alive. The moment Galahal enters that place, he will die. This is not simply because the remaining life span is short.
These are cruel words to Galahal, but they must be said at this moment.
“You are not enough.”
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lack.
The power that Galahal has is not enough.
Galahal nodded as he looked at Raniel saying that. As if he already knew that.
Still, Galahal does not let go of Raniel’s wrist.
“Didn’t you hear me? “You’re going to die if you go?”
“Maybe so.”
“It’s not like that might happen. If you go, you will definitely die. So, let this go quickly. Galahal.”
Galahal laughed bitterly.
“Raniel.”
Raniel raises his head.
Thus, Raniel, who made eye contact with Galahal, suddenly realized something. No matter what he says, it doesn’t reach Gala Hal in front of him.
“I am a warrior.”
Those are eyes that have already made a decision.
“A warrior must not turn away someone who wants help.”
Numerous words and sentences appeared and disappeared repeatedly in Raniel’s mind.
He said his dream has already come true.
He said he wanted to write your story.
He said he was afraid of death.
Numerous sentences came to mind, but they were all interrupted by the next word Galahal spoke.
“I want to remain a warrior until the end.”
Raniel dropped his arm.
The scale disappeared, and only then did Galahal let go of Raniel’s wrist. As if taking his place, Galahal stood right in front of the aisle.
He takes a stance while holding the holy spear.
Looking at the figure like a hero from a fairy tale, Raniel asked Galahal.
“Are you going to die?”
“no.”
Galahal laughed.
“I’m going to rescue you.”
2.
The apostate is perfectly happy at this moment.
Because he can defile the child chosen by the star, because it allows him to take revenge on the star, and because he might be able to meet again with Cardi, whom he had been looking forward to reuniting with so much.
The apostate laughs because he is happy about all of this.
The apostate opened his mouth with a smile on his face.
“You have no idea, poor child.”
The apostate whispers to Chloe.
“What the stars have done to you and me.”
The apostate continued to speak to Chloe, who was so frightened that she could not even make eye contact with him.
“What kind of soul were you and I, and the First Guide, born with? “You can’t know what value that soul has.”
It wasn’t until I betrayed the star that I found out about it.
What the apostate felt upon facing the truth was a terrible sense of betrayal. That feeling of betrayal soon led to belief in the shadows. The first saint no longer serves the star.
“A wrong god, an old god who was merely brought up by human hands in the distant beginnings. Don’t believe in that god, child. “You have been betrayed as a believer.”
This child in front of you doesn’t know.
You will face death without knowing. That fact is pitiful, but I’m also happy. The unknown may be the greatest happiness.
The apostate walks through a vast space.
This pure white space extending beyond the horizon is where he once underwent the trials of God. God put her through a test, and by passing the test, Gleria proved her worth to God.
Now that hundreds of years have passed, the time for proof has come again. To prove himself right, the apostate walks through space.
‘Not long left.’
If you take away this child’s body, you will be free from all restrictions. You can face again the first gray color that you have missed for hundreds of years.
“Wait, Armiel.”
The apostate walks with a smile on his face.
How many steps did you take like that?
The apostate turned his head and looked back without saying a word.
I feel like I’m popular.
Someone new has stepped into the space.
The intruder’s appearance is not yet visible, but it can be predicted even without looking.
“Ashen.”
A poor child who reaches out for the stars even though he was not born with starlight. A human being who shines brightly by burning his life. Are you planning to show yourself that brilliant brilliance again?
In glee, the apostate looks at the intruder.
And, the moment he confirmed the identity of the intruder, the apostate’s gaze immediately turned cold. The person she had hoped for was not there.
“···What are you?”
He is a person with no memory.
You may have encountered this person at some point, but you forget about him because he is an ordinary person who can be found anywhere.
“Galahal.”
A mere human said.
“He is a hero.”
3.
Galahal walks.
The steps are lighter than ever. The choir, which always felt heavy, now feels light. In lightness, Galahal continued to walk.
“······.”
The apostate’s gaze as he looks at Galahal is extremely cold. Contrary to her expectations, what appeared here was not gray. He is a human being with nothing special.
Even though he is a warrior chosen by the stars… the apostate is not very interested in that fact.
I have seen countless warriors over the past hundreds of years, and they are apostates who kneel before me. To her, her warriors are mere mortals cursed by her star. She is a human who can’t do anything without stars.
There is only one hero she recognizes.
Ganichalt van Galatric.
The other warriors are not satisfied with the gaze of the apostate, who knows that the warrior shined brightly even without stars. The apostate waved his hand lightly as if he was annoyed.
The air is torn apart and countless demonic beasts jump out.
Dozens of demonic beasts form waves and attack Galahal. It was swallowed up by the waves and can no longer be seen. This is the moment when the apostate turns his back.
Flashing.
Light flashed in the black waves.
With a flash, the demonic beasts fall away. Galahal walks forward again, stepping on the corpse of the demon beast. Blood is flowing from that body.
Demonic beasts continue to pour out of the torn space. The number continues to increase. However, Galahal continues to move forward without stopping.
One step, another step.
Even though he falls, is pushed backwards, and bleeds from his body, Galahal walks. At some point, the apostate stops walking and looks at Galahal.
“······.”
Her eyes narrow.
Galahal is there, bitten by the demonic beasts and thrown to the ground in the hands of the corpse harvester. I get thrown away again and again.
However, it rises again and again.
He stands up with blood pouring out and walks towards him. The apostate stretched out his hand to block the crustacean trying to jump out of the torn space.
“Oh my.”
The apostate opened his mouth.
“What do you hope for that keeps you standing up?”
There is interest in those eyes.
“You can’t reach me. Don’t you also know that you can’t reach it? But why do you keep standing up? “Why even when you know it’s impossible?”
Galahal does not answer.
Respond by taking a step forward.
“We only sent out the small children, but they are already completely ruined. “Don’t try to handle what you can’t handle.”
The torn space is getting bigger.
What is squirming in space is an elite army of apostates that even superhumans find difficult. Five crustaceans appear tearing through space.
“And then die.”
Five crustaceans surround the apostate.
“Are you going to keep coming?”
Galahal walks in silence.
The sight brings a smile to the apostate’s lips.
It’s a broken world.
It is a ruined land ruled by an old god.
How beautiful is a human being standing upright in such a world, struggling in the face of approaching death? She, who was once a saint, cannot help but love such people.
“Oh my.”
The apostate whispered softly.
“Is it really necessary to do that?”
Galahal stopped.
The breath I exhaled was rough. My ankle that was bitten is throbbing. The four-parted cloak she was proud of was bitten off by a demonic beast and lost its original form.
It’s collapsing.
The rising starlight surrounds Galahal’s body, but the faded starlight cannot heal the injuries remaining on his body. Pointing to it, the apostate burst out laughing.
“Starlight, abominable starlight.”
The woman who was betrayed by the star early on laughs.
“Child, you are not blessed. Rather, it’s the opposite. “You are cursed by the stars.”
derision. mockery. And, pity.
“It’s a curse. “A most terrible curse.”
“This is a curse. “We were played by the stars.”
Something a colleague of mine also whispered once.
The words of a colleague that he was forced to do his duty because he was chosen by the star, and that he had to feel this pain because he was chosen by the star, rang in Galahal’s ears.
It’s not wrong.
Because I lived as a warrior, I saw many people dying. Had to feel the pain of losing his comrade. He experienced numerous losses, and his mind and body were exhausted in the cruel battlefield.
It was certainly a difficult life.
“Because you were chosen by the stars, you were forced to live this life. Even the ending is painful. “You will die without accomplishing anything.”
It was a difficult life.
“So, if this isn’t a curse…”
That may be why it had meaning.
thud.
Galahar slammed down his spear.
The apostate’s words were drowned out by the sound of the spear striking the ground. Galahal stands up straight, leaning on the spear. At some point, I raise my head that was down.
“Not once.”
Galahal said.
“I have never once thought of this power given to me by the stars as a curse.”
This is a blessing.
“Because there was a star’s blessing.”
It was so heavy though.
Because I had this blessing, because I had this strength.
“We were able to save a lot of people.”
He could become a warrior.
I was able to become the hero I longed for and achieve my dream.
“If this isn’t a blessing, what is?”
Galahal laughed.
Even as he bleeds, he smiles.
Lighter and more comfortable than ever.
“···you.”
The apostate is embarrassed in front of that laughter.
“Are you out of your mind?”
I no longer feel the value of answering questions.
Galahal let out a short breath. And then, he grabbed the spear pole strongly. The spear that is grasped shines brilliantly in platinum color.
Galahal has a hunch.
This is his final stage.
This is a place to burn the rest of your life.
Galahal, who had made up his mind, shouted into the air.
“Star.”
A scale floated in front of Galahal.
“I will offer it.”
Galahal shouted to the star who asked for the price.
“My everything.”
After completing the last transaction, the scale is shattered.
The stars answer human wishes.
Starlight flooded in.
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fantasy,
