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Ganicalt’s sword cut down the demon king.
The human sword touched God.
A storm raged with a quiet grinding sound. The space split diagonally. The black man swung with his feet on the ground reached all the way to the sky. The rushing storm drove away all the dark clouds that filled the sky and even the clouds that covered the sky.
By the time the storm subsided.
Light poured from the sky, where the shadows and dark clouds had been pushed aside.
Sunlight flooded into the half-destroyed temple of shade. Under the rushing sunlight, Cardi raised her head. Gleria, who had been reciting a prayer with her eyes closed, opened her eyes. Belial, who had been running wild after turning into a black dragon, stopped for the first time.
“······.”
And, Ganicalt.
Ganicalt van Galatric laid down his sword. The holy sword he had missed fell to the floor with a dang sound. He exhaled slowly, very slowly.
One arm. One eye. A broken half body.
Nevertheless, when he looked back and showed his face to his colleagues… Ganicalt was laughing lighter than ever. Ganicalt slowly caught his breath as the sunlight streamed in through the gaps in the temple.
After a moment of silence, he opened his mouth.
“at las···.”
But those words did not last until the end.
The temple shook with a loud shaking. Ganicalt looked behind me. Cardi, Gleria, and Belial, who were barely able to catch their breath, all looked at the same place.
The center of the temple, the shadow that was scattered after losing the bowl.
It started to come together as one point. The gathered shade throbs like the heart of a living thing. It started running, making a thumping and cooing sound. Everyone there realized. I shouldn’t leave that alone.
Everyone squeezed out all their remaining strength.
He poured everything he had into it.
But they had already been fighting for ten days and nights. This is Ganicalt, who lost half of his body. They had no means of stopping the Heart of Shadow.
‘···no method.’
The story should have ended here.
The story of heroes that should end with defeating the devil and returning does not end. The world was demanding of them. Fill out the next page. Your story can’t be finished yet.
And then, Cardi suddenly realized the story that should be written on the next page. They realized what role was required of them at this moment.
Because I realized it.
“We must break away.”
Cardi shouted.
“We have to get out of here. I get swept away. First, retreat, then…”
He shouted and stretched out his hand to Gleria.
Ganicalt, who was breathing heavily, reached out his hand to the black dragon, which was chewing up the shadow with its already worn out claws and teeth.
“Next time, we have to promise…”
But I stretched out my hand.
Cardi ultimately failed to catch them. This is because Cardi himself also noticed it. He is himself, always speaking with confidence, conviction, and an unwavering voice. But how is he now?
My voice is shaking.
Not confident in your own words.
That’s right, because this goes against one’s beliefs. Even though he knows it’s wrong, he still wants to do it. Why would you want that?
···Because I noticed it.
Cardi realized the role required of them at this moment. That is sacrifice. However, it is a sacrifice that is far from noble. What will be written in the next chapter of their story along with that sacrifice… is a phrase that should never have been given to heroes who sacrificed everything for the world.
“Run, hit, next…”
That’s why I tried to say let’s run away from this place.
“···You know. Armiel.”
Cardi knows.
“That can’t be done.”
That there was no way his comrades could escape.
Cardi looked ahead. In front of him, Gleria was smiling bitterly. She smiled bitterly and Cardi gently pushed her outstretched hand away.
“Is there a way?”
“···Can not be done.”
“The fact that it’s not possible means that it exists.”
Cardi bit her lip.
Unfortunately, a way to stop it came to Cardi’s mind. Gleria placed her hand on Cardi’s shoulder, who could not put his words into words. She looked straight at Cardi.
“Armiel.”
soft voice. Gentle laughter.
Cardi looked at her with trembling eyes. Beyond her, she saw Gani Kalt looking at her, and Belial, whose eyes were still the same even though he had turned into a dragon.
Although they didn’t say anything.
Under their gaze, Cardi finally opened her mouth.
“···This is what the last queen of Arcadia did.”
Becoming a vessel to embrace the shade.
Sacrificing one’s own body to tie up a vessel.
After hearing Cardi’s explanation, Gleria gave a short answer.
“thank god. “There is a way to save it.”
Cardi’s gaze wavered.
He looked at Gleria standing in front of him. Her eyes looked like she had already made a choice. Cardi squeezed her shoulder.
“Don’t be crazy, Gleria.”
Cardi shouted.
“Didn’t you hear me? It becomes a disaster. Have you forgotten what our queen, so wise and holy, was like? Shadows eat away at the human spirit. It changes form and crushes beliefs. The moment you embrace that…”
Cardi said in a trembling voice.
“You will be a disaster. Instead of becoming a hero, he becomes a disaster and an enemy of humanity. “You end up not being yourself.”
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You will slaughter countless people with your own hands.
You will commit numerous sins.
He will no longer be remembered as a hero but as a disaster.
“Still.”
At Cardi, who was screaming like that, Gleria just smiled. beautifully. And cruelly.
“You can save it.”
Cardi fell silent.
Gleria opened her mouth and spoke.
“The moment that shadow overflows, half of the continent will be covered like that. The whole world will turn into a magic world. “We all know what happens if that happens.”
They are the ones who came across the magical landscape.
They are the ones who have seen the land being eaten by the devil and the people being ruined countless times. They have reached this point to save those powerless people.
“A lot of people will die. Maybe humanity will become extinct altogether. “You can’t do that.”
“but···.”
“That much has to be prevented.”
And, she said.
“Even though there is a way to save it, turning a blind eye to it is something you shouldn’t do. At least that’s what I learned.”
Gleria laughed bitterly.
“I will embrace it.”
“I’m with you too.”
Ganicalt said, holding the sword he had dropped.
He took a long breath and smiled.
“You won’t be able to carry it all by yourself. So let’s share. “It might be a little lighter if we carry it together.”
Next to Ganicalt who said that, the black dragon slowly, very slowly bowed its head. He no longer had enough mana left to squeeze out electric sounds and was speaking with his eyes. He said he would also be there.
They turned their heads and looked into the shadows.
I turned my back on Cardi and walked towards the shade.
“for a moment···.”
Cardi walked towards them. This is the moment when he is trying to tell her not to leave him behind, saying that he will also carry it.
“Armiel.”
Gleria looked back.
“Can you please stay?”
“What is that…”
“We are thinking of signing a contract from now on. This is because we plan to not just hold on to the shadows, but also place restrictions on us. “You will probably have to give a lot.”
Not on many levels, but on everything.
Cardi knows a lot about contracts. Even without listening to the explanation, Cardi knew what they were offering.
“I might be forgotten by everyone.”
“that···.”
“No one will remember us, and our journey may become something that never happened. Still, it’s okay if you can get it…”
Gleria smiled bitterly.
“Still, I hope someone remembers. “I hope someone knows our story…and the contract we made.”
So, she said.
“Can you take care of the contract?”
This is a cruel request.
It was such a cruel request, but Cardi could not refuse it. Someone will have to maintain and repair this contract. And, I realized that I, as a magician, was suitable for that role.
“I’m sorry, Armiel.”
Gleria laughed painfully.
With a faint smile on her face, she turned around. Turning her back to Cardi, she walked towards the shadows. Her steps were slightly trembling.
Even though she was terrified, she still walked towards the shade.
“I hope for salvation until the end.”
she shouted.
“A miracle.”
He cut off his own arm and used it as a medium in the contract.
In the flood of starlight, they begin to make a contract. Cardi looked at them, unable to get closer or move away.
“This is my choice.”
“It’s my choice.”
[Even if I turn into a beast, this is my choice.]
The star asked them a question.
They hoped for a contract of their own volition.
“Because we are human beings who live in a moment, I promise the following. There are many things that cannot be achieved in a short life, so I promise for the next time. “We are like that too.”
to the next.
“Until the moment when future heroes appear, we will give our all to hold down the shadow.”
Again, next.
“But we can’t just pass it on to future generations.”
Ganicalt laughed bitterly.
“I will offer it. my soul my life my body. “Every path I have walked.”
Everyone says the same thing.
“We can never exterminate humanity. When humanity makes its final home, we will never be able to get there. “We should not be where the starlight reaches.”
they said
“Perform the contract.”
Starlight enveloped them.
The shadow swallowed them up. As light and shadow mixed, Gleria looked back at Cardi. She opened her mouth, but her voice did not reach Cardi.
All I can reach is my gaze.
The gaze was shaking.
Gleria is trembling with fear. She is terrified that she might not be who she is. Cardi had seen her eyes like that once.
“I’m scared, sometimes.”
“I’m afraid I might take the wrong route. I’m afraid I’ll go down a different path. I am afraid that I will believe that the wrong path is the right one. “Am I moving forward on the right path?”
This is the image of Gleria, who saw a lot, experienced a lot, and suffered a lot in the Demonic Sutra. An image of her muttering to herself in front of the campfire, hugging her knees, came to mind. What did she say then?
Kuuk.
Cardi gritted her teeth.
My curled fingers dug into my palm and blood flowed. What I feel at this moment is helplessness. In his helplessness, Cardi barely managed to squeeze out a voice.
“I promise.”
Looking at Gleria being swallowed.
Cardi shouted, looking at her colleagues there.
“I promise. I swear. I will definitely, definitely save you. “Whether it’s been ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years…”
No matter how long it takes.
“I will save you. “I will catch you.”
I will stop you.
I will not let your sacrifice be in vain.
“For an elf, it is just a moment.”
Thinking back to the words he always muttered as a habit, and thinking of himself showing off while saying those words, Cardi raised the corners of his mouth.
“Because I am an elf.”
said the elf who wished he was human.
“Because we are elves who live forever.”
Cardi smiled at Gleria.
At that awkward smile and bravado, Gleria inadvertently bursts into laughter. With that last laugh, Gleria was completely swallowed up in the shadows.
Her vision went black.
The permeating shadow was cold and dark.
One.
Her vision turned pure white.
The light seeping in was warm.
Gleria smiled faintly as the light gently enveloped her body. It is comfortable. It is a very comfortable death. Perhaps the praise that later generations give is this kind of comfortable death.
‘Really…’
He is an incredibly kind person.
Even though he had committed so many crimes and had taken so much from Huin, Huin called himself a hero until the end. He told me that your life and sacrifice were worth it.
In those few sentences.
Gleria was saved by Huin, who spoke a sentence that anyone could say from a place no one could reach.
‘iced coffee···.’
She looked back on her life.
The shining path was twisted and ruined from the moment it was swallowed by the shadows. There was a long road stained with blood and corpses, and a stinking road.
However, even where she stands now is not like that. The road she stands on is bright. It’s the right way.
The saint who lived to save the powerless became a disaster. The apostate who believed in his own beliefs and tried to destroy everyone became a saint again. At the end of her path, back to her true self, Gleria Belle Armias closed her eyes. So she met her own death.
No, I was trying to greet you.
“······.”
I close my eyes, but life does not end.
The apostate slowly opened his eyes.
When you open your eyes, the place you see is neither heaven nor hell. What caught my eye was a low hill. A hill where a warm wind blows. It was a scene I remembered.
···This is the hill where I often came to play with that person.
This is the hill that I dragged that person to on a windy day, on a warm sunny day, on a rainy day, on a day with rustling leaves, on a day with heavy snow, on all days, with each excuse.
“There is a backlog of work. Can not be done.”
“Are you there again? Aren’t you tired of it? I prepared a packed lunch, so let’s go together? It’s really bothering me…”
The place I brought the person who grumbled but stood up as if he had no choice. Gleria slowly raised her body. Because her body was weak and she could not stand up, she leaned her back against a tree on the hill.
Why here?
This place would have burned down that day…
It was a moment when I had so many doubts.
“Tap,” the sound of steps was heard from somewhere. Gleria slowly turned her head towards the sound.
“ah···.”
Gleria sighed.
She opened and closed her mouth repeatedly. Is it a hallucination? Is she living her dream? If it’s a dream, she doesn’t want to wake up. In a split second, numerous thoughts passed through her mind.
widely.
And then the steps stopped.
Gleria raised her head and looked up at someone who had stopped in front of her. The person she had longed to see again was standing there.
“Gleria.”
Cardi van Armiel said.
“sorry. “It took too long.”
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