The story of Disha’s twin princes was widely known across the continent.
Crown Prince Richard Disha and his shadow, Cheonik Lindaros Disha.
The first two had to save one and kill the other according to Disha’s custom of considering twins as a symbol of rebellion.
The chosen one was Crown Prince Richard.
Lindaros should have been drugged to death while asleep in his cradle, but with the sympathy of the nurse in charge of the matter, he was taken away and moved around the back alleys for 15 years, hiding his identity as a prince.
One special thing is that he had ‘no talent’.
Perhaps because of her birth, Lindaros Disha was good at making others feel bad about herself.
Using his talent, he became a young assassin and became the owner of a back alley at the age of just 15.
It was at the request of a certain nobleman that the crown prince and the assassin, two very different people, met again.
[Kill the prince.]
It was entirely possible for him to be involved in a power war without blood or tears.
Lindaros willingly took on the task and sneaked into Richard’s bedroom, checking his face just as he was about to plunge the dagger into his uvula.
It was the same face.
It caused great ripples in Lindaros’ heart.
The same was true for Richard, who just happened to open his eyes.
They have the same face, breath, but different demeanor.
Richard shed tears as he reunited with his younger brother who died in his place, and Lindaros shed tears over the fact that he also had blood relatives.
A covenant was concluded that day.
“I will protect you with all my breath.”
“Then I will let you live as royalty.”
Cheonik (天翼).
Wings of the Sky, the name of the sword that makes Disha’s owner, Richard, a true king.
With that name, Lindaros returned to the royal family, becoming Richard’s shadow and pledging lifelong loyalty.
That was what happened at the throne succession ceremony when the two turned 18.
In the process, ‘Wolyoung’ was born, whose owner the world does not know, but that is another story.
Anyway, the two brothers, who passed the blood-red road and were finally able to meet each other again, announced to the world the life they had walked.
That was all Elric knew.
One more thing, Elric realized something else after facing him today.
“Are you trying to die?”
Cheonik Lindaros Disha stood here to die.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have come out on his own, without any subordinates, under the name of assassin.
Lindaros did not answer.
They just went on the offensive.
“Aren’t you going to tell me?”
“Nothing will change if you say it.”
All Elric could see was his eyes.
It wasn’t like resignation.
What was in his eyes was determination.
“One arm, I guess I can take that much.”
Immediately afterwards, Lindaros’ new form became blurred.
The place where he reappeared was at Elric’s waist.
*
It wasn’t a difficult story.
He dies with one of the sword demon Kasha’s arms taken with him.
In doing so, he was able to save Richard, the king who had become a hostage, by paying for his life, which had served its purpose well.
No, not just Richard.
You can save the queen and even her nephews.
It is about saving the only treasure in this world with all your might.
I am facing the end according to the covenant I made one day, according to the promise I made to live to protect you until my last breath.
It had to be that way.
visor!
It should have been, but the walls were too high.
Crash.
The blade touched Lindaros’ neck.
Didn’t dig into it.
He simply admits that he could cut off his own head at any time on the spot.
‘why?’
How did it come to be like this?
Lindaros couldn’t understand.
He moved to Kasha’s side, which clearly showed an opening, and stabbed him with the dagger. At that moment, Kasha was stabbed in the heart, and even if he could block it, he would have to be poisoned by being stabbed in the arm.
But that didn’t happen.
There was no process between ‘the sword was inserted’ and ‘the sword was pointed at the neck’.
Faced with something incomprehensible, Lindaros looked up blankly at Kasha.
He said with a smile.
“It’s natural that you don’t understand. “The process has been cut away.”
“The process was cut?”
“Even if I tell you, you won’t know. “Because it’s not something that can be expressed in words.”
He said so and put away his sword.
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The way he turned around without regret clearly suggested that he had no intention of killing himself.
Lindaros asked because he couldn’t even understand that.
“Why?”
“hmm?”
“Why didn’t you kill him? me.”
Only then did Kasha turn around.
He said in a slightly playful tone.
“I have a good relationship thanks to you. Think of it as repayment.”
“Destiny… ?”
“If that’s not enough… okay. Seeing your attitude of trying to bear it and die alone reminded me of my shameful past. A sense of kinship, pity. “Let’s pretend that’s what it feels like.”
In the midst of all the confusion, Kasha left with just one more word.
“Think carefully about whether they want the sacrifices you make. “It’s better if we talk in person.”
Lindaros, who was kneeling, pondered those incomprehensible words for quite a long time.
Finally, I turned my gaze towards the spire where the Richard family was held captive.
*
Alhadak Mahir sat on the throne and meditated.
What I felt then was the murderous intent of this imperial capital and the numerous forces surrounding it.
If I thought about reaching out, I could gather murderous intent.
The accumulated murderous intent energized the body and led to the expansion of the spiritual world.
Well, that was it.
‘I can’t see it.’
If there was a scene beyond here, it was all whitish, as if it was obscured by fog.
It was like the behavior of a glamorous woman who waves the hem of her skirt and seduces her, but never gives up her side.
That was the reason for the thirst.
The prince of the empire, the master of the sword, and the sword until he ascended the throne and looked beyond it had never reached the wall, but it only stopped here.
I was overcome by a feeling of extreme despair, as if I could no longer grow.
In order to relieve his despair, Elhadak came down from the throne and traveled around the continent.
He found a way after meeting several adepts who were at the same level as him at the time.
– Bimura? It’s good. Come and see.
He was a knight called the Sun of the East, Emperor of Heaven.
While sharing swords with him, Elhadak suddenly felt the fog in front of his eyes lighten.
I feel like the blurry silhouette has become a little clearer.
A sense of becoming more certain that something beyond the realm exists.
I was delighted at that moment.
– Hey! Let’s stop dancing here! You’re so excited right now… !
I couldn’t even hear his voice.
I just think I need to see that silhouette more clearly.
Kkjjik!
That is how the Emperor of Heaven’s life was taken.
The moment the battle ended, Elhadak immediately looked for another emperor as the fog thickened again.
Two of them willingly accepted life and death and died, and Najak’s master refused to fight.
He was so stubborn that there was no way to break his will, so he gave me a reason to hate myself.
– It was just because of the raindrops! This many people just want to try cutting with a knife! You are the one who was the emperor!!!
Working with him was especially deeply inspiring.
This was because the silhouette took on color at the moment of slaughtering the opponent’s murderous intent with one’s own.
Elhadak realized.
The sword struck with murderous intent will be the key to the next level.
The problem started from there.
Even after the fight with Zerdia Nazak was over, we had not yet reached that level.
I thought about going to see him again, but I felt in my intuition that I could not see my level of advancement through an opponent I had already defeated.
In the end, I wandered around the continent, and since I couldn’t find any strong ones in Amman, I decided to raise them myself.
Elric Portman was the seed I met that way.
-Can I do it like this?
It was a talent that gave me goosebumps.
All his life, he was confident that he had never dared to be surpassed by anyone in terms of his talent in wielding a sword, but that young kid had a terrible talent for crumpling his confidence and throwing it away like a piece of paper.
You could call it a wall of despair.
A talent that allows one to attain the will of a sword just by swinging a sword, and to master the sword of an opponent just by peeking at it.
Elhadak could not say that Elric was human.
‘Being overtaken.’
The moment I thought that, I felt joy.
If Elric reaches the same level as himself, and cuts each other down with murderous intent, he will be able to see beyond the level at that moment.
Before finding Elric, there was a war that was started to cultivate the soil.
Looking at the little boy’s cheeky personality, it was clear that he would one day break out and participate in that war.
Then it will be completed.
I looked forward to it, and although there were some stumbles along the way, I got it all done.
So it was today.
“Are you here?”
The door to Daejeon opens and Elric Portman, the Sword Demon, enters.
Elhadak felt the numbness of his skin and the distant vibration of mana.
A smile appeared.
Elhadak rose from the throne.
“Finally here… .”
“If you’re going to say shit, stop it.”
Elric interrupted and drew his sword.
“If you are old or raw, you will hang yourself and be searched, but you will always see a bad situation. Let’s finish it quickly. “I have a place to go.”
Golden mana shimmered over his body.
Red eyes were overlaid with gold.
He said with a crooked smile.
“Looking at it like this… .”
Suddenly-
“… “You don’t look like much either.”
Elhadak’s left ear fell off.
I was not aware of the process.
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