〈 Episode 288 〉 Your Story (3)
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“I’ll wake up first.”
Roselle glanced at Rania who was getting up from her seat.
It looks fine now, but the condition was quite serious until a few days ago. Rania had not eaten or slept properly for ten days and looked like a walking corpse.
Big eyes.
Saggy arms.
It was truly shocking to Roselle to see the disciple staring blankly at the clouds flowing across the sky for hours, as if he had lost his mind.
‘This is my first time seeing this in over ten years…’
Even if he is greatly frustrated, he is a student who gets back on his feet in as little as a few hours or as long as one night. The guy looked like that for over 10 days, so it’s even weirder that I’m not worried.
“Are you okay?”
“yes?”
“It’s okay. “You seemed like you had a lot on your mind.”
Rossel also knows to some extent about Galahal’s death and the events related to it. However, only approximate information was delivered in print… Rossel does not know the stories that exist beyond print.
Since I don’t know, I don’t dare guess.
Rosel carefully examined his student’s appearance without asking about the circumstances. Rania smiled bitterly at her teacher’s consideration and opened her mouth.
“well.”
Rania tied her hair down.
“I’m not sure…”
Fasten the button and wrap the robe around your shoulders.
Lastly, Rania, who was wearing gloves, looked back at Roselle and spoke.
“I feel like I have to do something. “I got sick of just looking at the clouds.”
“···Is that so?”
“Yes, a little.”
Rania nodded and opened the door.
Rania said, turning her back to the warm spring sunlight.
“I’ll be back, Master.”
“···okay. “Please be careful.”
2.
The impact of Galahal’s death is huge.
It was natural. The death of a warrior, that is the death of Galahal, who was called the most heroic warrior. There is no stopping the morale of the knights from falling due to the death of Galahal, their spiritual leader.
The good news is that Galahal’s death was not in vain. Galahal sacrificed his life to save the next warrior candidate, and indeed successfully achieved his goal.
There is even a rumor that he fatally wounded the apostate, Gletus, in the process. At one time, there were some who thought it was fabricated information to make Galahal’s death more valuable, but that opinion did not last long.
This is because all of the apostate’s demons have disappeared.
A considerable number of bases fell into the hands of that terrible disaster, and those guarding them were demonic beasts operated by apostates.
“There is nothing. “It’s empty.”
However, after Galahal’s death, the demonic beasts working under the apostate were no longer seen anywhere. Starting from that incident, voices questioning the rumor were drowned out.
Galahal died, but he died a hero.
Knights show their respect for the feat accomplished by a single warrior at the end of his life. Also, some are influenced by Galahal’s life. I hope that I too can have such a brilliant ending, rather than a meaningless death.
Morale fell.
However, not as much as expected.
The knights’ attention is focused on the candidates for the next warrior.
Who will take Galahal’s place?
Who did Galahal risk his life to save?
Everyone is curious about that fact.
And, the royal family announced to the public the identity of the next warrior candidate. The first princess and the knight commander were against it, but the warrior himself hoped so.
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The warrior’s investiture ceremony took place while many people watched. Originally, this was something that the king had to do personally, but after the disappearance of the first prince, the king turned into a ruined person and no longer appeared in public events.
Taking her place is the first princess, Lruelle.
She is not in the same place as usual.
The place where she stands is where the king of this country should stand. No one questions her as she stands there. It was Lruel who corrected the chaotic situation.
Clothing different from usual, location different from usual.
She stands here as the king’s representative.
“······.”
She raises her hand without saying a word and gestures lightly.
Taking that as a signal, the knights begin to move. The knights protecting the royal family, the knights who once roamed the battlefield, slammed their quilled spears on the ground.
Cooung.
The ground shakes and the noise subsides.
Under the silence that has come, the sound of someone’s footsteps resounds softly. The sound of steady footsteps eventually stopped right in front of Lruelle.
White hair tied down.
Shining green eyes.
Chloe, wearing a warrior’s uniform created by the Black Magic Tower and the royal wizards, knelt on one knee in front of Lruelle. The clothes she wore swayed in the wind.
Numerous knights watch her.
The gathered crowd looks sideways at her beyond the knights. Chloe bowed her head slightly as she received countless stares.
“I will ask.”
While Chloe bowed her head, Lruel opened her mouth. She is here as the representative of the king and the representative of the stars that shine brightly in the night sky.
She asks on God’s behalf.
“What does a hero mean to you?”
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Kyle Torben once answered that a warrior is someone who defeats the enemy. Destel responded that a warrior is someone who brings thorough victory, and Galahal responded that a warrior is someone who saves.
“A hero refers to someone who is ready to become an idol.”
Chloe gives her own answer.
“A person who is determined to be considered an idol by someone, a person who is determined to live his whole life as a hero. “I consider that to be a hero.”
It symbolizes victory.
Resolve to live by drinking someone’s blood.
A person who wants to be a hero until the moment of death.
“To me, a warrior is an idol.”
Chloe answers.
Lruelle smiles faintly at Chloe’s answer.
“Is it really an idol?”
She nodded.
“right.”
Lruelle says while looking at the young girl in front of her.
“A warrior is someone who becomes an idol. If you want to be someone’s idol, you will always have to be perfect. “You are never allowed to bow your head.”
Because that’s what it means to be an idol.
“Can you always walk while looking straight ahead?”
Is the determination to become a symbol sufficient?
Are you prepared to walk a difficult and rough path like Galahal did before? Lruel asked that, and Chloe quietly raised her head.
Chloe opened her mouth, looking up at Lruel with unwavering green eyes.
“Yes, of course.”
There is no hesitation in that voice.
Lruelle nodded quietly. As she stretched out her hand, her knight standing next to her handed her one of her swords with both hands.
It is a sacred relic bestowed by the stars when the dynasty established itself on this land. A ceremonial sword used by the last queen and said to have been passed down to the first king.
Sreung.
The drawn blade shines platinum.
A sword made to bless someone, not to kill, is beautiful. The shining blade lightly touched Chloe’s shoulder.
“Chloe, the hero of Seongryu(？？).”
A warrior who doesn’t even have a nickname yet.
The name given to her only refers to the star weapon she was born with, not to herself. No nickname has been given to her yet.
We have only just begun to walk the path.
What name will be given to that path is something that must be answered through one’s own life.
“I look forward to the day when your life will have a name.”
The first princess, Lruel, smiled softly.
Amid the cheers and applause that followed, Chloe slowly stood up. Chloe’s gaze was directed at Rania, who was among the crowd.
Chloe smiled as she looked at Rania.
Rania also nodded and smiled.
3.
After the investiture ceremony, Chloe had to travel around busily. Naturally, he had a lot of work to do. I only exchanged a quick greeting and left.
The languid sunlight of a spring day beat down.
One season ends and a new season begins. Many things will begin and many things will change. I walked away to wrap up what was over before it began.
The place where the steps are heading is Galahal’s tomb.
I stopped in front of a tomb located in a quiet place, a few steps away from the commotion, in a well-lit place. And then he sat down next to the tombstone.
“······.”
I sat down and looked at the sky.
While watching the passing clouds, I opened my mouth.
“Now that I think about it, I forgot to leave flowers.”
Of course, no one is listening.
Galahal’s body was reduced to powder and disappeared, and his soul was also crumbled… so these words will never reach Galahal.
“So I came to bring flowers.”
Still, I said it out loud.
What else should I say?
Feeling awkward for some reason, I opened my mouth.
“···And Chloe became an apprentice hero.”
The knight commander, Uncle Heinkel, and Princess Lruelle stopped Chloe, saying it was still too early… but Chloe strongly insisted that her presence be known now.
“It has to continue.”
There shouldn’t be any spaces.
Even if we don’t have to go to battle right away, we must at least show that Galahal’s death was worth it. Chloe claimed so.
That’s what happened in the end.
The investiture ceremony took place, and Chloe’s existence became known to the public. Aplia will be noisy for a while… and maybe Chloe’s class will have to be taken out.
“It seems like I have a lot of motivation, but I think Chloe probably won’t have to go into battle for a while. “Because we still need more education.”
Because nothing can be accomplished by just having the will to do it.
“But the good thing is… he doesn’t seem that depressed. On the contrary, I am so motivated that I train from early morning until late at night, and it is all difficult for me.”
I laughed bitterly.
“They said they wanted to become an idol.”
Like you, Galahal.
He said he wanted to become a warrior like you.
“Even though it will be difficult, I will do it. “I want to do that to fill your empty spot.”
I recalled the knights’ reaction to Chloe’s words.
Chloe doesn’t have any results yet. There are no achievements. So no one will take his word for granted. Nevertheless, there was surprise in the knights’ eyes.
A girl much younger than them, a girl who looked fragile, declared that in an unwavering voice.
In that declaration, someone must have felt the traces of Galahal and thought of Galahal, who was humble but became a huge star. Because I did that too.
“It looked similar to you.”
The prince laughed at Galahal, who declared his beliefs during the investiture ceremony. Those gathered looked at Galahal with expressions of not much expectation.
Maybe it was like that for Chloe too.
Some people may laugh at Chloe, ignoring the beliefs expressed by someone with no track record. However, here today, no one dares to do that. Because there is already a precedent. Because there is a person who has brought mere words to reality.
“No one will laugh at Chloe, who is like your successor. You can’t laugh at me. “Because you made it that way.”
Since anyone can shout out this ideal, its weight is determined by the person saying it. The ideals that Galahal preached are now heavier than anything else.
“Really, I think it’s amazing.”
I leaned against Galahal’s tombstone.
“Crazy guy.”
I laughed.
“I thought I was walking next to you, but in the blink of an eye, you were gone so far.”
What kind of life do you live?
What do you think and what answer do you hope you find?
“How can you go on so well until the end? “Can you smile like that until the end?”
“Aha, indeed… That’s right…”
“It’s a happy job.”
The smile Galahal smiled at the end cannot disappear from my mind. Remembering that smile, I hope that I too can laugh like Galahal in the end.
“Okay, well…”
I slowly stood up.
“I don’t have any talent for writing, and the only thing I’m good at is writing reports and organizing my research results…”
A novel written by Galahal.
I took out the last page and engraved my name in the subheading. Since the name Raniel was already written in front, use a different name this time.
[Rania van Trias.]
Seeing a little more than Raniel.
I engrave my name, which made me think a little differently.
“I’ll try my best.”
I laughed.
“Whether it’s porridge or rice, I’ll give it a try.”
I don’t know how many pages are left.
I don’t know how many pages I will be allowed or what sentence I will write at the end. There are so many things I don’t know and don’t know.
“Because finding that is life.”
Because the process of finding answers is life.
I will live to decide the last sentence of my story. I hope it becomes a beautiful sentence like Galahal’s story.
Please, I hope so.
“Good work.”
I walked with Galahal’s tombstone behind me.
Winter has passed and spring has come.
This spring will be a little busier.
A thought suddenly occurred to me.
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fantasy,
