#412
“ah… … !”
Only then did Nasser let out an exclamation. It reminded me of the female beast warrior and the elder fairy who crossed the inland sea to the south.
“Yes. Originally, I was planning to go to the system next… ”
Miguel nodded and answered, and continued speaking while looking down at the amulet that was starting to blink little by little.
“They told me to just leave it alone. They said there were already people who were destined to be together and that they would help each other make the best choice. Well… .”
Suddenly, Miguel with a faint smile looked at Maeve again.
“Sir Philip is already your brother’s knight, so when the time comes, he will go to serve his master.”
“… … !”
“Sir Philip…? But even if Ian Narri were to appoint him, there would be no way for him to be recognized, right?”
Nasser asked while Meb looked surprised.
Miguel shrugged.
“I don’t know exactly. “It seems like Her Royal Highness attended as a witness.”
“this… .”
Only then did a strange smile cross Meb’s face.
“Philip is so lucky to have a lord like Ian.”
“You must be attracting attention within the church, both in a good and bad way. It would be best for Sir Philip if we avoid contact as much as possible.”
Nasser added significantly.
“I didn’t even think of that, but the Platinum Dragon might have done it.”
Miguel continued, scratching his chin.
“Anyway, you said it would be a good idea to go south with you two. It’s okay for me to go alone. All I had to do was briefly spend time with that beast with its tail cut off. I heard the rest from stories. Isn’t that right?”
Meb and Nasser, the people who told the story, shook their heads at the same time. It was right after that that Meb looked back at Nasser.
“I thought we would meet again someday. “I’m sure we’ll meet each other much sooner than expected.”
“That’s right. Even if you add up the time spent traveling here… it would be a little over a year at most.”
Nasser nodded and answered, then continued speaking while slyly touching the corners of his lips.
“I guess I should go west. Do you remember the route you took to sneak across the border that time?”
“of course. I guess I should stop by Dnerov and meet Count Westwood. “They will be happy to make us identification documents.”
“… Although it wasn’t a very good relationship for me. That’s better. “I can apologize for my rudeness back then.”
“okay. Great idea. Nasser.”
Miguel, who was looking at the two people having a conversation that only they knew, eventually intervened.
“Is that okay to take that to mean there’s no problem?”
Mebh looked back at him and gave a short sigh.
“As far as crossing the inland sea. But actually, I have never set foot on southern soil before…”
“Oh, I have that.”
Nasser quickly added.
He smiled strangely as he received the attention of Maeve and Miguel.
“You seem to have forgotten my skin color. Honestly, I feel better this way.”
Miguel said, looking at his light brown face again.
“… Weren’t you from the central region?”
“Yes. But my maternal family is in the South. This is a family that came across the desert and settled down about a hundred years ago. “I am the product of an arranged marriage to establish connections in the center.”
After casually saying something harsh, he looked back at Maeve, who narrowed her eyebrows slightly.
“Because I received God’s love from a young age, I was able to come and go to my maternal home without restrictions. To get near the desert, you have to cross the south. So at least you won’t have to worry about getting lost.”
“It’s good, but… . Don’t talk about yourself like that. Even if you take refuge in the Purification Unit and sever ties with your family, the blood flowing within you does not disappear.”
Maeve added. A smile appeared on Nasser’s lips again.
“yes. I will be careful. lily.”
The reason why I didn’t add anything even though there was such an underlying reason was because I knew that Meb’s words were truly regretful.
It was also because I knew of her tragic family history.
Finally, Maeve nodded slightly and looked at Miguel again.
“Anyway, it’s good. We can stay together on the southern front and wait for the day when Platinum Dragon breaks down the wall.”
“hmm… ?”
Miguel blinked and shook his head.
“I don’t think that’s possible. I have to return north, and you two will have to do the same.”
Meb’s smile hardened for a moment.
“…why?”
“You can’t leave the temple forever. Moreover, White Gold Dragon also said that it would be better for you two to remain in the outskirts.”
“…Why such a message.”
Meb’s eyebrows furrowed a little more.
Miguel continued, scratching his bushy chin.
“Well… I heard there’s no better place to distract the attention of the Empire and the Church than the border.”
“… … ?”
While Meb was tilting his head, Nasser, who was touching the corner of his mouth with his hand for a moment, muttered.
“I think His Highness the White Dragon doesn’t know where the two of you will return to. He’ll divide the people who will help you to the north, east, and south, and he’ll hope that the royal family and the sect will find out about Ian Nari’s return as late as possible.”
“Yeah… So you want to distract them from the rear.”
Finally, Maeve nodded.
“By creating a small but undeniable force outside the control of the royal family and the religious order.”
“I don’t expect you to start a war… but maybe. As expected, I felt it before. Contrary to popular belief, Your Highness the White Dragon seems to enjoy making thorough plans. If possible…”
Nasser, who spoke calmly, narrowed his eyes further and smiled.
“I am not revealing myself to the public.”
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“You’re saying a little too much. It is true that White Gold Dragon was a very scary person, but he was not a sinister person. “He is so wise and broad-minded that it is difficult for mortals to follow him.”
Miguel, who had been nagging Nasser with a scolding, continued speaking while facing him.
“Besides, he’s not just sitting back and taking the load off his back. He’s preparing the most important part. From what he said, it seems like a very difficult and dangerous task. He wants to handle it all by himself.”
“I apologize. “I had no intention of insulting the great man.”
Nasser immediately bowed his head politely. Rather, Miguel, who looked embarrassed for a moment, cleared his throat.
“You have no need to apologize to me… So, do you have any idea what you should do?”
“Of course. As soon as I heard the story, the perfect person came to mind. Isn’t that right, Nari?”
Nasser looked around again, his signature smile on his face.
Maeve nodded with a reluctant look in her eyes.
“okay… When I get back, I guess I’ll have to go see King Seoja. At least he regards the empire as his enemy.”
“It will not be possible to achieve a unified kingdom in a short period of time. Wouldn’t it be possible to create some kind of union? If only you would give me strength. Of course, my shallow hair… .”
Nasser stopped speaking.
This is because the halo of light that had been swirling around suddenly died down.
The hall became dark again. The light of the amulet in Miguel’s hand also completely faded.
“It’s finally turned off… .”
Miguel looked down at his hands and muttered, then put the talisman back in his arms.
Feeling the gazes of Meb and Nasser, he continued speaking nonchalantly.
“I know how to operate it, but once it starts, I don’t know how to turn it off. I have no choice but to use it like this until all my magic power is used up. I was so embarrassed when I first tried it out. Hmm. Anyway, give it a few days and you’ll be able to use it again.”
“… … .”
“… … .”
Miguel added, looking back and forth between the two who had no answer.
“Why did you both suddenly close your mouths like clams?”
“Now, shouldn’t you watch your mouth?”
Nasser asked, lowering his voice.
Miguel burst into a hollow, breathless laugh.
“Actually, the only secret is what I told you at first. “It’s just a matter of preparing for something that might happen.”
It probably refers to the story of the platinum dragon trying to tear down the black wall.
Of course, it was clear what Nasser was preparing for.
Aren’t there priests who sometimes see visions from far away or receive some kind of oracle?
“Oh, that’s what it was… .”
As Nasser finally shook his head, Miguel added.
“Anyway, is it true that you decided to return to the border?”
Meb nodded.
“Yes. Since the Great One has arranged it, we must follow it. It must be for the good of Ian and Lucy.”
“then….”
Miguel nodded and turned around. He roughly pushed the plate and glass on the table to the edge and turned to the side.
“Because I used the amulet as a test, the director also found out that Baekgeumryong had visited. So while I was leaving, I told you that I had something to do for you and Lucia.”
He picked up a long bundle of cloth that had been leaning against the wall, chattering away. It was the same object that Meb had briefly glanced at earlier.
“So, don’t ask me anything, just get ready and be allowed to leave the temple.”
He placed an item wrapped in cloth on the table. It was so long that it went off the table, but Miguel paid it no mind and began undoing the knots here and there with one hand.
“Thank you for your permission. In return, I gave you this. Keep it with you until its original owner shows up, and use it when needed.”
Miguel spread the cloth wide open.
The long, straight scabbard wrapped in cloth and the sword contained within it were revealed.
A cross bar shaped like a scale and a handle long enough to be held with both hands. Maeve’s eyes slowly widened as she took in each weight that seemed to resemble a flame above it.
“This is the broken sword that you left behind.”
Miguel, who had returned to his polite tone, picked up the upper part of the scabbard with his right hand, while his prosthetic hand held the lower part of the scabbard.
“It was completed by pickling with holy fire, and in the process, the grace of the blazing goddess and the stern goddess were infused at the same time. A new holy object was born.”
“… … !”
Nasser and Maeve simultaneously raised their eyes and looked at the sword.
Of course, it was only for a short time.
Nasser quickly put his back under the backpack on his back, bowed his head, and stepped back.
Meanwhile, Maeve looked at Miguel with trembling eyes and pursed her lips.
“You’re… leaving it to me?”
“It’s too long for me to use, and I can’t handle the power within the sword. “It’s natural because you lack qualifications.”
Miguel, holding the sword with both hands and raising it to below his chin, added as he approached Maeve.
“I have heard stories of the Red Pilgrim several times on my way here. I believe you are more than qualified to keep and handle this sword.”
Meve looked into Miguel’s eyes for a moment, then got down on one knee with a thud and lowered her head.
He had both hands outstretched and raised above his head.
Miguel calmly placed the sword on it. Maeve exhaled, lowering her head.
“What is the name of this holy sword?”
The most solemn and reverent tone of speech.
Miguel took a step back and answered.
“The saint calls it blazing judgment.”
“Burning… judgment… .”
Meve muttered and grabbed the sheath of the sword in her palm. A faint sound spread through her grasp. She raised her hands slightly once more as if in worship and finally raised her head. Her right hand was clutching the hilt of her sword.
Sooo… .
The pure white blade was slightly visible outside the scabbard. On the surface of the white blade, a bluish sheen shone like flames and then died down.
Miguel added as Nasser lowered his head and let out a low sigh.
“When the time comes, please return it directly to its original owner.”
“… I will carry out the mission. Also, I will draw this sword only when absolutely necessary.”
Meb replied as if swearing and put the sword back in its scabbard. Another clear ringing came from her hand. Meb, clutching the scabbard tightly, stood up without a sound.
Miguel watched the scene until the end and finally took a step back, sighing from within.
“Now the old stagnation is finally going away… Damn it…”
He slumped down in a chair and placed his prosthetic hand on his breastplate and muttered.
“Actually, I was worried that I might lose it. “I kept my mouth shut because I was afraid I might make a mistake.”
“… “Is that why you don’t speak up in front of people?”
Nasser, who had been watching, asked with a hollow laugh. Miguel nodded with a face that was starting to show fatigue.
“When you have a treasure that doesn’t suit you, you have to be careful with your tongue to save your life. It’s late to say this, but the border is really dangerous. If it weren’t for Nilla, I would have been in trouble a long time ago.”
Miguel added, shaking his head as if he was fed up.
“Actually, it wasn’t me riding that guy, it was him riding me. He barely listens to my orders anyway. There’s no such thing as dog ignorance.”
A smile spread across Nasser’s face, as well as Mebh’s, because Miguel had returned to his somewhat slovenly but easygoing priest form, which they liked.
“You’re joking. I’ve already heard the whole story.”
Nasser said this while putting the backpack he was carrying on his back on the floor, and then he glanced at Miguel with a smile.
“I heard you exorcised the ghost alone. “He flashes a dazzling golden light.”
“Yes… So I thought you were the disciple of the splendid goddess. What happened?”
“Oh, that… ?”
Miguel added, looking a bit embarrassed, but with a proud smile on his face.
He held out a steel prosthetic arm from between his disheveled cloak.
“This one. “The White Gold Dragon engraved a small mantra here.”
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