Starlight flooded in.
The brilliantly blooming platinum-colored starlight is different in nature from the starlight that the stars in the sky give to humans. It is not a gift given by a higher being to a lower being, but rather paid in exchange for a transaction on an equal footing.
Therefore, what floods is starlight, but it is not starlight.
This is the value of life held by one human being.
It is the life itself of a person who wanted to remain a warrior until the end. So, the brilliantly shining platinum-colored flash is the light that symbolizes only him.
“···how?”
The apostate’s eyes widened at the burst of light.
There is no way she could forget that brilliant light. Someone’s voice lingered in the apostate’s ears. That is a question and answer I once had with a warrior.
“Not once.”
“I have never once thought of this power given to me by the stars as a curse.”
A person who directly denies his own words.
“Because there was a star’s blessing.”
“We were able to save many people.”
The hero ends up proving her wrong by giving her an unexpected answer.
“If this isn’t a blessing, what is?”
“Split, do….”
The apostate muttered like that without thinking.
The names of the few warriors she remembers. The name of a human being who did not lose its brilliance even in an era when everything was a lie. The gaze of the apostate who had muttered that name inadvertently wavered.
And, this is no different for Raniel.
Trampled by the giant’s feet, Raniel also saw the same place as an apostate. She captured the landscape in her view, just like her. What catches her eye is the overflowing starlight. The moment she looked at the starlight, her gaze also wavered greatly…
“···under.”
Soon, Raniel shook off his shaking with a laugh.
Crack.
Raniel gritted his teeth and stood up.
With a loud crunching sound, Raniel stood up with both feet on the ground. The giants can no longer keep Raniel in place.
Kwasik!
Crushing the giant’s feet, Raniel stood upright. Rubbing her disheveled hair, she let out a long breath.
“you also.”
She said, taking a step toward the apostate.
“And, I also have to apologize.”
Raniel laughed.
Raniel ended up laughing bitterly at a variable he couldn’t even imagine. He was thought to be good at seeing people, and he was thought to have an excellent eye for seeing people.
“You and I both looked at the wrong person.”
At least, Raniel had to admit that he was all wrong about Destel. Originally, it was painful to admit one’s mistakes, but at this moment, Raniel was more than happy to admit his mistakes.
It is not servitude.
“Hero, Destel.”
It would be obedience, which means never bending.
“This is the name of the warrior you looked down on.”
And, it’s the name of the hero I misjudged.
Brilliantly shining brilliance.
As if guided by a beacon that someone had lit, Raniel took a step forward. He rushed towards the apostate.
2.
At this moment, the giants cannot move hastily. They are wary of the little human in front of them. The giants frowned at the blinding flash of light emitted by humans.
···No longer can they ignore Destel.
So now that all eyes were focused on him, Destel looked at the holy spear he was holding. A weapon that Galahal, the most warrior-like warrior, did not let go of until the very end.
“······.”
As time slowed down, Destel listened to the whispers of the Star Clothing. In order for Destel to ‘understand’ and ‘imitate’ the warriors that were summoned, Seongui would engrave their lives and the beliefs they had upheld into Destel’s head.
So, what Destel is facing at this moment is the life that Galahal lived. This is the belief that he carried out. The Galahal that Destel encountered was far from the ‘warrior’ Galahal that Destel knew. What we come across is the ‘human’ Galahal.
Galahal was in agony.
I have been questioning myself all my life.
Why did you become a hero? Why did this starlight fall on me and not on those who shine brightly? If the starlight had been given to someone other than me, wouldn’t they have been able to do more?
···That question is not very unfamiliar to Destel.
This is a question that Destel also had.
Galahal walked amidst the shaking.
Destel stopped while shaking, but Galahal continued to walk forward. He swayed, hesitated, and sometimes paused, but he kept walking.
At the end, Galahal got the answer.
The human who has the answer in hand looks back.
Destel felt as if Galahal, standing in front of him, was looking at him. He doesn’t say anything, but what lingers in Destel’s ears is a sentence that Galahal used to say.
“Either way, it’s not wrong.”
“If you choose to move toward the light, everything is right.”
“You and I are no different.”
Destel laughed bitterly as he pondered that sentence.
“···Anyway.”
Destel suddenly opened his closed eyes.
Time, which had been flowing slowly, finds its own pace. As time slowly moved, Destel looked at the holy spear in his hand. The Holy Spear is shining brightly.
“Thank you so much, are you saying we look alike?”
The star spear, which is like a part of Galahal and which Galahal did not let go until the end, affirms Deathel. He willingly lends his strength to Destel, who chose to move forward. Just like his master did.
“Whoa…”
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Destel let out a long breath.
The only thing Galahal lends is his holy spear. Unlike other warriors, Gala Hal does not lend anything he had, neither his pride, his mental strength, nor his skills.
Because Destel hopes so.
Because Galahal believes it is right.
Galahal merely lent to Destel the answer he had finally obtained, and the brilliance he had finally possessed. He will lend his strength, but it seems as if he must find the answer himself.
“Anyway.”
In this respect, it is a strictly Galahal-like choice.
“He’s still the same guy,” De’stel muttered and laughed. It was a good thing, thought Destel, that he could feel the weight of the holy spear in his hand.
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In time where I found my own pace.
The giants screamed and rushed towards Destel. Roots spread out from the ground, from the sky, and from the crevices of the giants. Many, many things that come upon you.
Destel looked away from them for a moment.
I turned my head and looked back.
A moment of hesitation. After hesitating, what I uttered was a line that I wanted to say someday. Destel said with a smile.
“I go first.”
Destel looked ahead and took a step.
“Follow me.”
With a thud, Destel kicked the ground.
Carrying his fear, he moves forward. He raised the blade of his spear and rushed towards the approaching giants.
3.
Destel kicked the ground and spun his body in a half-turn. The tip of the spear grazed the ground, raising dust. Amidst the rising dust, the sound of a spear splitting the air resounded heavily.
Wow!
Destel leapt, hitting the ground with his spear.
Destel narrowed his eyes as he looked at the feet and roots of the giants striking down at the location where he had been standing just a moment ago.
My body is full of strength. The body is light.
‘···Kyle, that kid always felt like this.’
No, maybe even more than that.
It is a power that one human being gained by sacrificing his entire life. Destel, who borrowed that power for a moment, floated in the air and took a long breath.
And then, wow.
The holy spear that was held with both hands was held with one hand.
Put your hands that were facing forward behind your back. Destel let out the breath he had swallowed. He spat out and swung his arms.
Sssssssssssssssssssssss!
Throwing a javelin.
A single flash of light pierces the heart of the leading giant. The roots that approached from behind the giant pierced through the gods that were smaller than the giant at once. Destel twisted his body as he looked at the spear blade that had fallen to the ground.
Huh.
Destel dodged the giant’s fist and stepped into the giant’s arm. Destel starts running while riding on God’s arm. Every time he took a step, a footprint was left on the giant’s arm.
Destel races, dragging the starlight.
The sprinting Destel is faster than the movements of the giants and faster than the spreading roots. As attacks that could not keep up with Destel’s speed pierced the air, Destel passed through the body of the giant he had pierced and landed on the ground.
Destel pulled out the spear stuck in the ground and put his foot down.
···Galahal did not teach Destel any skills, but Destel knows how to use a spear. Among the warriors he has imitated so far, there are certainly those who wield spears, and Destel knows their skills.
The hero that comes to mind is Ganur.
Ganur of salvation.
The weapon he carried and Galahal’s holy spear have a very similar shape. Therefore, it would be suitable for deploying the same technology.
‘Gannur, Ganur’s technology…’
In order to save at least one more person, Ganur used his spear skills to deal with numerous enemies. He mainly used techniques that swept across a wide area. Destel calls upon the spear skills he has accumulated, the skills that remain in a corner of his memory.
1st case, Seon (旋).
Without the help of Seongui, Destel imitates the technique. Relying only on his memories and physical abilities, he reproduces the skills of a warrior from hundreds of years ago.
Huh!
The spear blade was swung horizontally in a large trajectory, scattering starlight. Originally, the good that Ganur of Salvation had spread was limited to wiping out the evildoers of the Demon King’s army… but the technology that Destel has now recreated even sweeps away the legs of the giants and the roots of old disasters.
Sssssssssssssshhhh!
What the spear blade draws is the trajectory of a circle.
The legs of the giants were torn apart by the starlight extending from the spear blade. It’s broken. Looking at the giants screaming and losing their posture, Destel grabbed the spear he was swinging.
Second case, in (引).
Pull the blade of the spear you swung and raise it at an angle.
The wind pressure that extended from the first strike is pushed back toward Destel along the spear blade. The giants are dragged in by the rushing wind.
Third case, true (斬).
Destel hit the spear at the dragged giants. A spear blade swung in the shape of a half moon. The wind that had been rushing in rushed towards the giants again. A slash extending at an angle engulfs the titan.
Suddenly.
As the largest god was cut in half and blood poured out like a fountain, Destel let out a long breath. She twirled the spear handle around and shook off the blood.
Destel laughed as he struck the ground with his spear.
Now Destel jumped towards the giant. Destel no longer hesitates. Now that he was running with only his eyes in front of him, Destel felt his body moving more smoothly than ever. This is not just because of borrowed power.
…Destel was always giving strength to her whole body because of the burden she was carrying, because of hesitation, and because of fear. Now that he has shaken it off and moved on, De Stel has been able to fully unfold what he has.
‘Remember his movements.’
Holding Galahal’s spear, remembering Galahal’s movements, Destel struck the ground with the spear and leapt in reaction. He said he ran really fast. To save at least one more person, to arrive at the battlefield a little faster…
So, like this.
Now, in Destel’s eyes, the giants are no longer obstacles blocking the way. It is a stepping stone on which to run, and it is the path for D’Estel to move forward.
Sigh, wow!
Destel climbed onto the body of the titan, whose posture had collapsed, and rushed forward with his spear pierced into the titan’s body. The giant screams and struggles, but Destel does not stop. Blood splattered along the path Destel took.
widely.
Destel, covered in the blood of a titan, stepped onto the ground. Destel swung the spear blade, brushed off the blood, and slowly lifted the spear. Seeing the raised spear blade pointed at them, the giants hesitated and took a step back.
Now, the forgotten gods fear humans.
Humans, who were considered worse than insects, are now biting off their own necks. So the giants retreat… but not the giant trees that were beyond them.
【■■, ■■■■■■, ■■■■■■!】
Abaddon’s roots pierced the titans.
As the pierced giants dry up and collapse, Abaddon, who has swallowed the blood of the gods, begins to slowly change his form. In a form intended to devour the humans in front of it.
The roots of the giant tree were entangled around the tree.
The giant tree, coiled like a whirlpool, has the shape of a crustacean. It raced towards Destel, tearing through the ground with its mouth wide open.
Ka-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga!
A body several times larger than that of a crustacean.
Destel chuckled as he looked at the disaster coming toward him. This situation is not unfamiliar. Really. She held her position as Destel let out a long breath.
…At that time, I ran away from the Late Nile Suikoden.
I won’t run away now.
I will no longer run away.
Destel grabbed the spear as he looked at the huge disaster approaching. With a cooing sound, he put his foot down and pulled the spear pole behind his back.
“come.”
This time, I will not give in.
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