Gletus, the apostate.
An alchemist and Summoner who reigned as a disaster for hundreds of years.
Although its power has shrunk due to the wounds left by Galahal, it was once a symbol of a disaster that could never be opposed, along with the sword of death and the black dragon.
“You asked, I.”
“Why did you come here?”
Since Belnoa had had to personally experience her existence just recently, his expression could not help but become stiff as he looked at the documents in front of him.
“···A battle to subdue apostates?”
“Read it first.”
Raniel gestured, and Belnoa nodded.
Sarah.
Belnoa turned over the documents with several layers of sealing circuits engraved on them, one by one. The handwriting looked familiar. A handwriting I often saw when I was a student at Aplia. It was Raniel’s handwriting.
『Battle to subdue apostates.』
『Alkeia, a land for non-believers.』
The abyss that Belnoa had to pass through not long ago.
Raniel knew exactly where the abyss was. Even its approximate size and structure.
‘···how?’
Although he wondered why Raniel knew the true state of the demonic spirit that no one could yet reach, Belnoa continued to read the document first.
The document, which was called the Battle to Suppress Apostates, or the Battle to Exterminate Alkeia, contained detailed information about the operation. It was not a document completed in a day or two… and was full of traces of being rewritten or modified.
An operation planned over a long period of time.
The document was filled with information about the power the apostate was assumed to have, detailed information about that power, weaknesses, and methods of attack. Belnoa, who had been looking at dozens of pages of documents, looked up.
“When did you start writing this?”
“I started writing it after my first encounter with the apostate… maybe about 8 years ago?”
Raniel spoke calmly.
It may refer to the first encounter with the apostate and the subjugation operation that turned everything upside down with the appearance of the sword of death.
“From then on…?”
“I didn’t keep the original draft because I kept revising it, but I’ve been writing it since then. “Keep flipping.”
As Belnoa returned his gaze to the documents, Raniel glanced at Belnoa in silence. Through her narrowed eyes she identified the fragment of the Holy Grail implanted in Belle Noah’s soul.
A fragment of the Holy Grail, which was originally in the form of a seed, but has now bloomed and taken root in the soul…
On that day three years ago, the seed that was planted with promise for the future has now fully bloomed. Belnoir, who met this opportunity, became a superhuman, and the same goes for Lark. The Grail, rooted in their souls, will accelerate and sometimes even assist their growth.
And, this also meant meeting the conditions.
The plan she had been building up for a long time finally met the conditions to take it to the next step. All the seeds she had sown had sprouted and now it was her turn to bear fruit.
“It looks like you figured it out.”
Now that the time he has been waiting for is just around the corner, what Raniel thinks about is the past of three years ago.
“Then I can finally tell you.”
“Okay, I’ll tell you. “All the truth.”
Raniel took a short breath and closed his eyes.
Tilting her head back, she remembered.
Three years ago, the day I learned the whole truth.
2.
Three years ago, the day I returned from the decisive battle with Kyle.
As soon as Raniel was able to gather himself, he went straight to see Cardi. Because there was a story I needed to hear from the ancient elf, a story I needed to ask.
“That day, Kyle definitely cut down the demon lord. There were traces of cutting off the shade that was the old object… This also proved that the goddess of ashes was also there. “Kyle killed the Demon King.”
What you saw and heard.
“I would have definitely killed him. Just like Ganicalt did in the past, he would have cut down the essence of the Demon King…”
Something I had to experience.
“The shade is not dead. Although its existence has been downgraded, it is still alive. And it used Kyle as its host.”
And, by combining the information she had to learn from the battle with Kyle, who had turned into a sword of reverse heaven, she arrived at the answer.
“Cardi.”
Raniel said.
“On that day, your companion became a disaster…”
“Speak slowly. Even if you don’t speak so hastily, I’ll listen to everything. First of all, quench your thirst.”
Cardi smiled bitterly and handed green tea to Raniel. It was a drink he wouldn’t normally look at, but Raniel sipped the green tea with his eyebrows furrowed.
“I guess I found out everything in the end.”
While Raniel, who drank the green tea in one go, coughed dryly, Cardi raised her finger.
“Let’s try to guess the answer.”
Cardi waved his finger lightly.
When the finger drew a line, a scale appeared in the air along with platinum-colored starlight.
“Early on I signed a contract with a star. But I couldn’t tell anyone. “In order to fully reach this contract, three conditions were necessary.”
Three conditions.
There were three chains in the balance, but two of them were already broken. Now there is only one left.
“The third condition is to realize the identity of the beings currently called disasters. “You learned about their identity and the journey of my companions and I at the Tower of the North.”
Champion, Ganicalt Van Galatric.
Shaman, Belial van Dragonic.
Saint, Gleria Belle Armias.
Great Sage, Cardi Van Armiel.
The third condition is to know their names, the story they walked, and the ending they arrived at.
“The second condition is to touch the essence of the shade. You witnessed the truth in Arcadia, my homeland. “I learned about the foundation that forms the shadow.”
Shadow is a collection of curses.
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A being created by a mixture of resentment between humans and demons who endlessly curse the stars without being able to live or die. The second condition is to know that the God who represents those who have been ignored is a shadow.
“And, the first condition is.”
Cardi laughed bitterly.
Cardi looked at Raniel, pointing to the one chain left on the scale. It’s as if he’s asking me to say something.
“···The first condition is.”
Raniel spoke on behalf of Cardi.
“Why did the warriors of the past and their companions have to make that choice on the spot? and···.”
Raniel stretched out his hand and pointed at Cardi.
“Realizing that you have ‘acted on behalf of the ordeal.’”
Cardi let out a long breath.
“Why did you think that?”
“Kyle, it’s not something he would ever come up with on his own, that is.”
Raniel laughed bitterly.
“Agency for trials. In order to make me a hero and hand over the star to me, Kyle asked the star to take on the ordeal. But no matter how much I think about it, it’s not something Kyle would think of.”
Kyle doesn’t know anything about contracts, magic, or deals. There is no way that Kyle could know such a complex transaction method as the Ordeal Agent.
“When I thought about it that way, the answer came quickly.”
Raniel said, tapping the table.
“Kyle said that he had a glimpse of your journey hundreds of years ago. “He quickly lost his memory, but she said there were some scenes in it that he would never forget.”
One of them was the Sword of Reverse Heaven wielded by Ganicalt.
And, the other one…
“It must have been the contract you made at the last moment. “Kyle must have been imitating that.”
This is what Kyle suddenly remembered at the moment he signed the contract with the star. It was a contract, a deal, that a great wizard and his companions made with the stars hundreds of years ago.
“That is the agency of the ordeal. “Am I wrong?”
“···Really.”
You have a really good sense of humor.
Cardi muttered and laughed bitterly.
“Yes, it is as you said.”
The chain surrounding the scale shook.
Raniel looked at the chain and continued speaking.
“You defeated the Demon King. Ganicalt cut off the divinity from the Demon King… and reduced him to an imperfect being. But even so, the Demon King would not have died.”
Cardi said earlier:
They say they took the king away from the devil. He said that he smashed the vessel containing the devil. Immediately after, the bowl broke and it was said that he was swept away by the overflowing shadow and became corrupted…
“I was swept away by the overflowing shadow and became corrupted. That’s a story that’s been omitted too much. “In reality, it would have been like this.”
Information collected so far.
Raniel took out a map from the ancient era hanging on a shelf and spread it out in front of Cardi.
“Just like when the shade first appeared, the shade that lost its vessel must have gone berserk. “They would have tried to swallow up half of the continent…”
She tapped the map.
“It must have tried to randomly devour the creatures around it. To find a vessel to contain myself. You were able to resist such a demon lord. If you wanted… you could have run away from there.”
Because they were strong enough.
No matter how injured he was, it would have been easy for Cardi to have his colleagues escape from there if he wanted to.
“But you didn’t run away.”
Raniel said.
Cardi let out a bitter laugh.
“You could have sacrificed half the continent and most of humanity to retreat and collect yourself and then put an end to the Demon King… but you did not do that. “It would not have been possible to ignore those countless deaths.”
Therefore, in the face of the crisis of annihilation of humanity.
“You made your choice.”
The first warrior, saint, and shaman were chosen.
“I will become a vessel of shade.”
To hold back the runaway shade.
He gave everything he had in return for the transaction.
It was almost like an ordeal.
“······.”
Cardi silently wiped the corners of her eyes.
The chain hanging from the balance had already broken.
A voice echoed in Cardi’s ears.
“This is my choice.”
“It is my choice and my will.”
“Even if I turn into a beast, this is my decision to make.”
With the overflowing shade in front of them, they made their choice.
May you become a vessel that contains disaster.
They walked towards the rushing water of their own will. At that last moment, Ganicalt spoke.
“Because I am a human being who lives in a moment, I promise the following. There are many things that cannot be achieved in a short life, so humans make promises for the next time. “It’s just like that for us too.”
We promise the following:
I believe that another hero will emerge in the future.
I have no doubt about that fact, but…
“Still, he is a hero in name and name and the strongest swordsman. “You can’t just pass it on to future generations.”
We can’t just pass it on to them.
Ganicalt said with a bitter smile.
“I will carry it.”
Do the best you can now.
In order to lessen the cost that later generations have to bear. That was the way of the warrior, Ganicalt Van Galatric.
“I offer it. “My life, my soul, my body, all the paths I have walked.”
Anything you can bet on.
In addition, they paid the price for the right to be remembered for all the paths they took. I chose the path of becoming a puppet of the shadows… but because I gave everything, I was able to add one condition.
“Even if our soul and body are polluted, we can never exterminate humanity. When humanity makes its final home, we will never be able to get there. This is a contract.”
That was the end of the contract.
“I was wondering why disasters couldn’t come to the capital, and I guess they made that a condition. Even the right to be remembered was thrown away. Right?”
Cardi nodded to Raniel’s guess.
“···okay. That’s the whole deal. “I also signed a similar contract.”
“Instead of losing all mana and the right to be remembered…”
“I made the starlight connect. The moment the warriors awaken, their souls change into a form perfect for using starlight. “What Kyle was trying to do to you is exactly what I came up with.”
So, I guess he recognized what Kyle was trying to do.
Cardi smiled bitterly and looked at Raniel.
“Besides that, we put all kinds of restrictions on it, and used the remaining surplus to strengthen this contract so that it wouldn’t be shaken.”
The contract was strengthened by imposing numerous restrictions, such as maxims and restrictions on interfering with matters related to the shadows.
“Because that’s what they wanted me to do.”
An elf who lives for a long time.
Cardi had to keep the contract perfectly in order to convey this fact to the next person who would appear someday. Cardi burst into laughter as the wait came to an end.
“You finally showed up.”
Cardi handed the scales to Raniel.
“This is the Huin who has been waiting for hundreds of years.”
All conditions have been achieved.
The contract made with the star recognized Raniel as the contractee’s official successor. The moment he was able to view all the terms and conditions of the contract, Raniel burst into laughter.
Information is flooding in.
A huge wave of information swept through my mind.
Raniel, who was organizing information and using the super arithmetic skills he gained as a superhuman, opened his mouth as if he was dumbfounded.
“You’re hiding a lot, you.”
“I had a hard time with my mouth itching.”
The moment the contract was signed, Raniel naturally realized this. He knows what he should do next. Which way should he proceed?
“Cardi.”
Raniel closed his eyes and opened them.
Her appearance as she let out a short breath was not as light as usual. She spoke as a gray mage, a warrior, or a queen.
“I’ll promise.”
“···What do you mean?”
“I will release you all from this contract.”
I will kill all disasters.
What you couldn’t do, I will do for you.
Just as you represented humanity in the past.
“…Yes, I would appreciate it.”
Cardi laughed bitterly.
When he let out a long sigh and looked up again, Cardi had the same expression as always. There is no longer any need to hide anything.
“I can talk now.”
He stood up and reached for the shelf.
What I held in my hand was a map from the ancient era.
“Let me warn you, Raniel.”
Cardi unfolded the map.
“Where all the junk goes.”
A dot appeared on the map.
It indicates the location of a being bound by a contract.
“Alkeia, a land for non-believers.”
Cardi said, pointing to the land.
“If you plan to kill Calamity, head here first. “You have to be careful here.”
“···caution?”
“Gleria… No, it is the place where the apostate settled and where the pantheon was located in the past. From now on, listen carefully to what I say, Raniel.”
Cardi spoke.
A story related to this land.
And the story of salvation once told by an apostate, and the end of her powers.
“If you want to defeat the devil, if you want to defeat all disasters and put an end to the story… the first disaster to be defeated is none other than the apostate.”
The true meaning of the blessing of an apostate.
Raniel swallowed dryly as he heard about the land that was the pantheon and the salvation that the apostate was dreaming of in that land.
“Is that possible?”
“possible. “Doesn’t she remember what she was called when she was a saint?”
Delohim’s right arm.
A woman who was closer to God than anyone else.
Both in the concept of distance and in the concept of power.
“···It’s not easy from the beginning.”
“I guess so.”
According to Cardi’s words, Raniel will never be able to break through this place alone. Even if we were to gather all of humanity’s available power, it would be impossible.
“Isn’t that why you raised it?”
But Cardi knows.
Raniel also knows.
That you no longer have to carry all your burdens alone. As he spent the last few years preparing for the future, Raniel recalled the students he had raised.
‘Not right now, but…’
If those children bloom.
Raniel decided that it would be possible if he could fully use his talents. This was none other than a variable cultivated by Raniel. A variable that the apostate would not have anticipated.
A blade that will touch disaster.
Time was needed to sharpen and polish the blade. That’s why Raniel waited. He hoped for the day when his disciples, whom he had raised, would run to his side.
And, finally, the day came.
Over the course of three years, the blade was finally completed. At some point, Raniel opened his closed eyes. When you open your eyes, what you see in front of you is not the scenery of the past.
The last piece, Belnoa Van Dragonic.
The final piece that was not filled is before your eyes.
“Belnoir.”
Instead of immediately answering the call, Belnoir looked down and looked at the document. A map showing the brief topography of Alkeia. The map had a person’s name engraved on each location. Belnoa looked at that name in silence.
Champion, Rania Van Trias.
The names of numerous strong people, led by her.
Hero, Destel.
Tracker, Kalt.
Sword Demon, Draka.
The madman, Kelhalm.
Shrine, Remia.
Immortality, Kariot.
Saint, Natida.
Names you’ve probably heard at least once on the battlefield.
And, sometimes, beings who received teachings.
Below that are more familiar names.
Shaman, Belnoa Van Dragonic.
Hero, Chloe.
Warrior, Lark Van Grace.
Summoner, Resty Eleanor.
Belnoir raised his head as he looked at the four names written in the boldest letters. When you look up, what is looking at you is a person called the hope of humanity. A person standing at the end of Belnoa’s path.
The gray wizard, or warrior.
She said.
“Are you ready to move on to the next stage?”
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