Cardi, savior of the elves.
He is the only elf who remembers the ancient times, the golden age, and is a savior and a gift to the elves living today. There is no one in Yggdrasil who does not know this silver-haired elf.
A great savior who we have been exposed to through children’s books, plays, and history books since we were very young. The benefactor of the elves whom the wise king Orvel praises endlessly.
The great savior has returned to the World Tree.
“A lowly horseman, meet your great ancestor!”
While many elves were bowing their heads towards him, Cardi smiled bitterly. It seems like only yesterday that we moved with young elves from the burning World Tree.
‘It’s like this before I know it…’
This amount of prosperity was achieved in a field where all there was was grass. Cardi said softly, patting the shoulder of Orvel, who was bowing his head in front of me.
“What is it that a guy called the King keeps his head down for so long? “You have to take care of your dignity.”
“What are you saying?”
Orvel mutters about what his dignity means in front of the great savior. However, it lasted only for a moment, and Orvel was unable to resist the urge to stand up and eventually raised his head.
When you look up, what you see is the figure of the savior.
A thousand years ago, when I was young, I had to raise my head up to face each other, but not now. Orvel has also grown over the past thousand years.
“You grew up well.”
Cardi blurted out.
As an elf with the appearance of a young man whose growth has stopped, the height difference between Orvel and Cardi was not large.
“I raised him well.”
Cardi glanced at the world tree standing tall behind Orvel, and then at the numerous elves following Orvel. Kardi was very suspicious of Orvel’s qualifications as a king and educator after seeing the ruined shrine before, but seeing this scene made his doubts disappear.
“It was a lot of hard work.”
“…I just did what I had to do.”
Looking at Orvel, who looked so moved and almost as if he was about to shed tears, Cardi looked fed up. Call me a kid, but I didn’t want to see a 1,000-year-old guy crying with tears and snot.
“Let’s go inside somewhere and talk. There are many eyes to see. “I think it’s going to get even more noisy if I stay here.”
The elves are continuing to gather.
Orvel nodded his head sharply at Cardi’s words and guided Cardi to the king’s residence at the center of the World Tree.
* * *
Orvel, who was able to treat Cardi alone, told many stories. Stories about what kind of life they lived over the past thousand years and how they tried to keep the teachings they left behind.
“It wasn’t easy. “Really…”
It wasn’t just words.
The world tree grew and the city of elves flourished. That meant Orvel was doing his job well.
“Everyone calls me various things, such as noble, noble, or the most elf-like, but don’t you know that?”
Orvel laughed bitterly.
Orvel wasn’t the type of person who naturally spoke and smiled so comfortably in front of others, but in front of Cardi it was an exception.
“Master, you are a true elf. “All of this is for you to teach me.”
In front of others, he is a king and a powerful person in charge of a race, but in front of Cardi, Orvel is just a disciple. Orvel remembers. He said what Cardi had taught him as a child. The pride of an elf.
“Do you think I’m doing well?”
Orvel smiled bitterly and asked a question.
Cardi gave a short answer to that question.
“If you weren’t doing well, I would have come to you a long time ago.”
“Aha, I guess so.”
It wasn’t a compliment, but it was more of a response than a compliment.
Orvel smiled contentedly and sipped his tea. It was clear green-colored water, and it was a health drink that the elves called green tea.
“Hey, Cardi.”
“The elves who were taught by you are so good at drinking green tea, so why do you only make these pseudo-torture drinks? Be honest. “You just can’t ride it?”
What rings in my ears is Raniel’s voice.
Cardi narrowed her eyes and lifted the teacup in front of her. And then a sip. The moment Cardi drank green tea, her eyebrows twitched and moved.
“···Orvel. “This is it.”
“Oh, you mean green tea?”
“okay. “Are you riding this the way I taught you?”
Orvel smiled brightly and nodded.
“of course. Isn’t green tea the traditional drink of the elves? “Preserving old culture is also the role of future generations.”
···I burned it the same way, why is this delicious?
“…It’s well preserved. “It tastes ‘almost’ similar to what I burn.”
“That’s a good thing.”
Heartbroken by his conscience, Cardi emptied the teacup without being able to say that it was ‘completely’ the same.
“Oh, come to think of it.”
While they were talking, Orvel and his partner clapped. It was a reaction as if he remembered something.
“There are two people currently healing at the roots of the World Tree, right? “He is a colleague of my teacher and an acquaintance.”
“okay. “Why those guys?”
“Those two were definitely the warrior and saint of the previous generation, right? Now I have lost both my divine power and starlight…”
Cardi nodded.
“I lost all my strength as a warrior and a saint. Because it was passed on to the next generation. Why, is there something wrong?”
“Yes, that is…”
Orvel trailed off and snapped his fingers.
An elf appeared from nowhere, placed a report on the table, and then disappeared again.
“We are maintaining the sacred site regularly, but have you observed any strange phenomena? Of course, it is a phenomenon that does not have a negative impact on the sacred site…”
Orvel said.
“Because I don’t know what this is.”
With a tap, he touched the report.
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The report talked about a sword hanging on the wall. A strange energy rising above the sword.
“Isn’t it starlight? It’s not even divine power. But then again, wouldn’t it resonate with magic tools that react to divine power? It’s not a big problem, but I feel like I should tell you about it.”
Cardi, who was looking at the report, suddenly blurted out a word.
“That energy. “Was it gray?”
“oh. “How did you know?”
Orvel muttered, “As expected of you, Master.”
“According to the story of the child who managed the shrine at the time, it felt like ashes were flying. Ash was falling like snow in the room. “Do you know anything?”
Ashes, ash…
Cardi laughed inadvertently.
“well. It’s hard to explain, but at least it won’t cause any harm. “Nothing to worry about.”
“If Master says so…”
While Orvel nodded, Cardi smiled bitterly, looking at the empty teacup. An empty glass. There was residue left from brewing green tea at the bottom of the glass.
The residue left in the empty glass.
For a moment Cardi looked at it.
2.
The sarcophagus where Kyle lies.
Leaning his back against the sarcophagus, Raniel let out a long breath. Three years have already passed since that day. As I slowly pulled my gaze to the side… Kyle’s sword hanging on the wall of the room came into view.
It is no longer a holy sword.
Even so, it is a sword that has been filled with starlight for a long time. A famous sword that can chew through most rare metal swords.
‘···It’s not just stars that I have.’
It is a sword that contains both stars and shade.
Looking at that knife reminded me of old times and Raniel rubbed his chest. This is because the memory of my heart being pierced by that sword came to me vividly.
“Whoa…”
Sighing, Raniel turned his head and looked at Kyle lying in the sarcophagus. She is the one who sleeps with the most comfortable expression in the world. The body was still full of cracks…
“It’s a lot better than the first time.”
When I just defeated him, Kyle looked like he would fall apart if I touched him. Raniel still remembered that when he poked Kyle’s side with his foot while talking, there was a ‘thump’ sound instead of a ‘crack’ sound.
Raniel glanced at Kyle, who was sleeping comfortably, and then quickly shifted his gaze to the side.
There, a prostitute… no, a woman with hair resembling cherry blossom petals was closing her eyes. Saint Sarah. A person who made a great contribution to saving Kyle, who had become the sword of heaven.
Sarah, half submerged in water, with her eyes closed and a faint smile on her face, looked like something out of a church mural.
“Only after the child ceases to be a saint…”
I feel like a saint.
Sarah, with light pink hair fluttering in the water, has the kindest expression on her face. Raniel clicked his tongue at that sight, which felt sacred without knowing why.
“······.”
Even though there was quite a distance between them, something struck me as I looked at the two people with their hands outstretched and clasped together. Dirty couple bastards. Someone is rolling around on the battlefield.
Although she says she has no interest in dating, Rania has been single for 30 years… no, 26 years. It’s been enough years for me to feel piqued while watching couples making salty drinks.
“Hey, aren’t you uncomfortable doing that?”
Raniel mumbled and stood up.
“It’s probably going to be uncomfortable. Isn’t it uncomfortable? yes?”
There is no way those who are sleeping can answer the question.
Raniel took the silence as an affirmation and stretched out his hand. This is the moment when Raniel, who had vowed to free those intertwined hands, grabbed Sarah’s intertwined fingers.
slap!
The roots of the world tree that were entangling the hands of the two people suddenly lashed out like a whip. Although the force was not strong, it was powerful enough to make a snapping sound.
“······.”
Raniel rubbed the back of his hand.
It didn’t hurt, but something felt off.
I rubbed the back of my hand and stared at the wriggling roots of the World Tree, and the roots of the World Tree swayed once again. As if to tell me to stop doing nonsense and get the hell away. Or, as if asking me to tease something.
“f*ck…”
Raniel muttered with a tearful expression on his face.
“Dirty couple…”
I had no intention of solving it from the beginning.
I was just thinking of touching it? Raniel muttered and sighed. Raniel, feeling embarrassed for some reason, turned his back and sat down on the sarcophagus.
“I plan to go to subdue the apostate soon.”
Muttering is talking to yourself.
“There will be a war to subjugate Alkeia in six months. Now is the time to put the first button on. There’s a saying that well begun is half the battle, and in this case, without exaggeration, it may really be half the battle.”
The moment you defeat the apostate.
At that moment, the inflection point will come.
“I think I’ll be busy for a while.”
And, Raniel muttered.
“I am keeping the promise I made to you. He inherited the title of the strongest warrior, the ideal warrior, and the perfect warrior.”
It is called by many different names.
“It means that you are carrying out the tasks entrusted to you well.”
Greetings are over.
Raniel said, “Tsk,” and stood up.
“Well… it’s the perfect time to say, eat well and live well.”
Raniel chuckled as he looked at the two people recuperating with the most comfortable faces in the world.
“I feel like I’m already living so well that I feel like I’ll be the only one with a stomach ache if I tell you.”
Just as Raniel was about to take a step, muttering that half-jokingly. Raniel’s senses caught something. Raniel’s head turned, and where her gaze was directed, there was Kyle’s sword.
Kyle’s sword hanging on the wall.
Raniel felt something strange about that sword.
‘···The starlight must have disappeared?’
It is a sword whose characteristics have all disappeared along with the starlight.
Now, there should be no way to feel anything from a sword that is just a famous sword, but a little while ago, Raniel felt something.
“······.”
I stared at the sword for a while, but I couldn’t feel anything more than that. Was it just a misunderstanding? Raniel tilted his head and walked away.
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