〈 Episode 297 〉 Crossover (1)
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“Stop tearing your hair, please!”
Sarah grunted as she tidied up her messy hair.
“You seem to think that the miracle of healing has been omnipotent since ancient times, but lost hair cannot be restored!”
“I know?”
“What did you say?”
Raniel nodded, shaking a handful of pink hair onto the floor.
“I know. They say hair loss cannot be cured even by the first saint? “She is going against providence.”
“···Did you remember what I said?”
“I actually have a good memory.”
“I know, but you pulled out my hair?”
“huh.”
Raniel smiled brightly.
“of course. “Is there any reason not to attack weaknesses?”
“This crazy wizard is really…!”
Looking at Sarah screaming, Raniel smiled in satisfaction. I don’t know about Sarah, but Rania has been persistently targeting only one area for the past few years. Pulling down a few trees from the forest may not be noticeable, but…
‘If you pick just one, the words are a little different.’
Those efforts are about to bear fruit soon.
Raniel nodded with satisfaction as he looked at the top of Sarah’s head, where her hair had subtly become thinner.
“What is it? “I feel bad.”
“It’s okay if you don’t know.”
Raniel buried himself in the back of the carriage, ignoring Sara’s questioning gaze. After a while, Raniel suddenly opened his mouth.
“Hey, Sarah.”
“what.”
“What do you think of stars?”
It’s a random question.
Instead of giving the same answer as always, Sarah closed her mouth for a moment. After a moment of silence, Sarah asked Raniel back.
“What answer do you want?”
“What am I going to ask with a predetermined answer? Since you even received a prophecy, you are asking what you think of the stars.”
Raniel muttered, resting his elbow on the window and resting his chin.
“I’m a wizard, so I don’t worship the stars as gods, but you don’t. “Didn’t you go half crazy when you faced the Demon King?”
It was true.
Immediately after facing the devil, Sarah locked herself in her room for a long time and memorized prayers.
Because I couldn’t believe in God.
In front of the demon that needed to be purified and destroyed, God was silent. No matter how much I prayed, God did not give me an answer, and even the sacred spells I breathed just scattered in the air.
“Tell me honestly? “The answer will be a little different from before.”
“So you’ve been lying for years? Wow, they once said that a saint should not put lies in her mouth…”
“There is no such item in the doctrine?”
“what?”
Raniel opened his eyes wide.
Sarah said with a chuckle.
“That too was made up. “How can people live without lying?”
“This is absolutely crazy.”
While Raniel was exclaiming “huh”, Sarah opened her mouth and blurted out.
“I’m no different from you. God is imperfect and is just a kind of rule. “That’s how I came to think.”
“For all that, you cry out to God with all your might.”
“It’s the result of early education. Do you know what the first thing I learned was?”
Sarah swiped her face with her palm.
When the fingertips left her face, Sarah’s expression changed. The mischievous smile is that of a benevolent saint, and her seemingly light eyes sink like a calm lake. As if wearing her mask.
“It’s acting, acting.”
Even his voice changed.
Raniel pulled back as if he was tired.
“Wow, I can’t get used to it.”
“Should I just do it? I can’t get used to your appearance either. “How did it happen like that?”
“I don’t know either. “It somehow ended up like this.”
Raniel trailed off his words as if he was tired of talking. The same goes for Sarah. He didn’t want to talk more about God, so he changed the topic.
“So God and all, why did you ask that?”
“I heard that the miracle of prophecy came down, so I thought you prayed hard.”
“I just slept and you told me to tell you? Ah, I did fall asleep next to God’s messenger.”
That thing is also called a saint.
Raniel muttered and shook his head. Raniel still hates the church. He does not believe in God, and he is disgusted by Sarah.
However, not as much as before.
In any case, as far as this operation is concerned, we must cooperate with Sarah and lend her strength. Sarah will be helpful in dealing with the sword of death.
“······.”
Raniel thinks as he looks out the window in silence.
‘···prophecy.’
A confirmed future.
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Talking about a future that will definitely happen.
If there are no variables, the future becomes reality. The sword of death will kill countless people and devastate the North. He and Kyle might die too.
So, we need to create a variable.
That would be his role.
At the same time, Raniel thinks of one of the students he is raising. For some reason, this student feels deeply connected to this incident.
Lark Van Grace.
Raniel muttered, thinking of the boy who would arrive in the North just like him.
“···Maybe he’s the variable.”
I just had that thought.
It was a groundless intuition.
2.
Lark suddenly took a leave of absence during the semester. This is why his father ordered him to return to the north urgently. Lark feels doubtful about the call.
What on earth is going on?
Lark has also heard rumors that the North is in turmoil these days. I heard that the strongest hero, Kyle Torben, has come to the North? He heard from Sebas that he was not enough and would stay in the north for a while.
‘I’m a little excited.’
Lark, who still doesn’t know the seriousness of the situation, is excited at the thought of meeting the hero he admires.
The strongest warrior, Kyle Torben.
The hero who cut off the black dragon’s head and crossed swords with the sword of death is like an object of admiration for Lark. As long as you live as a warrior, isn’t it inevitable to admire the title of strongest(?).
If I get the chance, I will challenge you to a duel.
Thinking so, Lark looks out the window.
The scenery passes by quickly. As they got closer to the north, Lark placed his hand on his heart. My heart is beating violently without me knowing why.
Are you excited about facing the hero?
No, it’s not like that.
I feel my blood rushing. As if reacting to something. Or, as if being drawn to something. The closer I got to the north, the more the strange sensation grew.
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Lakh left for the North.
Professor Rania took a long vacation.
The students don’t know the reason, but Chloe, who is both a student and a warrior, knows the reason. Chloe, who is an apprentice but a warrior, has access to information.
“It is said that Ganicalt, the sword of death, appears in the north.”
“···Cough!”
Belnoir, who was sipping a drink, coughed dryly and pounded his chest.
“what? The sword of death?”
“huh. “There was a prophecy like that.”
“···So Professor Lark and Rania are gone?”
“huh.”
Naturally, Chloe was not included in the operation.
Moves are meaningless before the sword of death, and Chloe’s going there will only hinder her. It’s not just Chloe’s story. Even superhumans who have surpassed human limitations are excluded from the operation.
The sword of death is like that.
Even superhumans cannot deal with that monster, and even heroes are no exception. Hundreds of years of history are like that. Wherever Ganicalt appears, there is nothing left but death. The emergence of that exception is relatively recent.
The hero and his companions who dropped the head of the black dragon.
A party led by Kyle Torben, with the Gray Wizard and the Saint Shrine. They alone have a record of blocking the sword of death. The only one in hundreds of years of history.
“···So, Professor Rania went, right?”
“huh.”
“I always feel this, but you are a ridiculous person.”
It’s easy to forget it when you see its ugly and light appearance, but Professor Rania’s true identity is the gray wizard Raniel Van Trias. That great sage.
“So, Belnoa.”
“uh.”
“I think I should go north too.”
“…You want to face the sword of death? you?”
Chloe shook her head.
“I know it will only be a distraction there. That’s not where I’m going. “We will soon evacuate the northern residents, and I want to join the evacuation procession.”
Originally, this was Galahal’s main task.
Protecting those evacuating from the threat of magical beasts and preparing for possible surprise attacks. This is something Galahal has been doing ever since he was an apprentice warrior.
People who abandon their hometown and take refuge without knowing whether they will be able to return or not. Such people are naturally anxious. The presence of a warrior by their side will be enough to ease their anxiety.
“It’s not a very risky deal. “The knight commander and the professor both said that it would be okay.”
“···I’m sure that’s true.”
Belnoir nodded.
“I’ll go too.”
I already made a promise some time ago.
Belnoir told Chloe to wait for a moment and then stopped by her room to bring something. It is the robe given to Belnoa by the Black Magic Tower lord, and is also the robe paired with Chloe.
I put it on and went to the Black Magic Tower owner, and Yetual gave me permission more easily than I thought. When asked why, Yetual answered:
“It’s a good opportunity to show it to the public.”
Yetual raised the corner of his mouth.
“A black magic tower lord who raised heroes and their companions. What an honorable title this is! “Rossel, I was secretly jealous of that man living with the title ‘the sage who raised the gray wizard.’”
Yetual smiled mischievously and waved his hand.
“Please come back.”
and.
“Come and let the North know that the Black Magic Tower is superior to the White Magic Tower. “I was already thinking about expanding my business to the north.”
These are the words I said when I first got Belnoa.
“Prove that black is superior to white.”
Yetual laughed as he said those words again.
3.
The rickety carriage stopped.
Raniel got off the carriage, smelling the cool air. As in the north, where there are virtually no distinctions between four seasons, the ground where he stepped was snow-covered.
“Welcome.”
Warriors came out to meet them, but they were not topless like before. Their expressions are hard because they know what will soon happen in the north.
With their guidance, we headed to the White Night Castle.
“What are you going to do?”
As the midnight star got closer, Sarah opened her mouth.
“I’m going to see Kyle.”
“Come with me. I think I should meet him too.”
There is a need to meet in order to formulate a strategy. Maybe I should reveal my identity. Because the situation was situational, it was not a position to decide back and forth.
“Is that so?”
Sarah walked away.
Sarah walked ahead as if she would guide us, but there was no need to do so. When I passed through the main gate of the White Night Castle, Kyle was already standing there.
“Are you here, Sarah?”
Where it snows.
Kyle is standing in the center of the falling snow. The pure white livery fluttered in the blowing snow wind.
“You came too.”
Kyle looked at Raniel.
Raniel also sees Kyle. There was a moment of silence, and the first to break it was Raniel. She nervously shook out her hair and took a step forward, letting out a long sigh.
“hey.”
Then he held out his hand towards Kyle.
“A long time.”
Kyle quietly looks down at the hand.
Kyle said without holding his hand.
“Where is Raniel?”
Kyle muttered, narrowing his eyes.
“Has he arrived yet?”
Raniel lowered his outstretched hand.
And then he looked into Kyle’s eyes, and those eyes were different from the ones he looked at himself in Arcadia. Unlike his emotional gaze back then, Kyle now is completely expressionless.
A look of indifference and lack of interest.
Only now did Raniel understand what Sarah meant.
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