〈 Episode 292 〉 Prophecy points to death (4)
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The Delohim Church collapsed.
To be precise, it is falling. It had been like this long before Sarah was born. For hundreds of years, the Delohim Church has been steadily declining.
Nevertheless, although the prestige of the Delohim Church is great, it is also true that it is insignificant compared to its past glory.
High-ranking members of the religious order pursue past glory. I hope you can ascend to a higher place by borrowing the power of God. They hope for a glorious past from the early days of the nation’s founding, when even the king had to remain silent before the religious order.
Since you dream of a past that you have never experienced and cannot reach, it should be called a delusion. Originally, it would have remained a simple delusion.
Until a new saint appears, someone capable of taking charge of the church for the next hundreds of years.
“This child is a gift from God.”
“Child, from now on your name will be Sarah.”
“You will be the representative of the church.”
A person born with God’s blessings.
In hundreds of years of history, there has been no one born with a blessing as powerful as this girl. Therefore, the church confined the girl in a small room and continued her education.
All believers exist for God.
Since you are the Messenger of God, believers also exist for you. Do whatever you want. They are your children, your property.
Educated in wrong beliefs.
She arranged a meeting with nobles who had wrong beliefs, and gave Sarah a blessing to them as they grew old and decrepit. Through him, the religious order grew in power.
“It can’t be like this.”
“It’s impossible to get stolen like this!”
“Kyle, Kyle Torben!”
That was until the hero appeared.
Kyle Torben. From the moment the hero with the powerful starlight appeared, the church’s plan went awry. When a warrior asks a saint to accompany him, the church cannot refuse him.
Because hundreds of years of tradition do this.
No matter how corrupt the denomination is, it will not be able to change the traditions that have been built up for hundreds of years. So, when Sarah accompanied the warrior’s journey, the old members of the church whispered in Sarah’s ear.
“Sarah, do you know the identity of that hero? That warrior was originally a slave to a nobleman. “It means that he is just a lowly person who did odd jobs for a nobleman.”
“A person like that speaks the will of God. The author is a heretic. Don’t get close. “Throw it away, throw it away, get away from this author and return to the church.”
Sarah faithfully carried out those words.
Sara, who had been harassing Kyle a lot in the beginning of the journey, one day stopped doing that.
“I can’t hear, I can’t hear, I can’t hear…”
Due to his own mistake, he was captured by the Demon King’s army.
They did not kill Sarah right away, but locked her in a room where the voice of God could not reach. Sarah had to spend the night in the closet, terrified.
No one came.
For Sarah, who lived every day listening to the voice of God, losing that connection was a fear she had never experienced before.
“Delohim, Delohim, Delohim.”
Sarah was so terrified that she cried out to God. That voice did not reach God. Although I didn’t reach God in the end…
Suddenly.
It reached one human.
“I came to save you, Sarah.”
The hero he mistreated.
“Catch it. “We need to escape quickly.”
Sarah could no longer ignore Kyle, who appeared in front of her by cutting through the wall that had been nothing but darkness. That’s how Sarah met a person named Kyle for the first time.
I was intrigued. I got interested.
It didn’t take long for it to turn into love.
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“Kyle.”
Sarah sees the human standing in front of her.
The human who broke down the wall surrounding himself. Sarah sees the person she has come to care about the most.
“Let’s get out of here.”
A human who occupies a larger part of me than Delohim. Sarah said, looking at Kyle Torben.
“There’s no need to face the sword of death, right? All we have to do is report this information and issue an evacuation order in the north. There is no need to enter a battlefield like this…”
Prophecy sees a future that will definitely happen.
A prophet cannot change the future he sees. Creating variables is something that only other humans who have not seen the future can do.
“therefore.”
So, what you are saying now will have no meaning at all. Even though she knew that, Sarah continued talking.
“There’s no need for Kyle to risk his life, right?”
“······.”
“That’s right. Who on earth can face the sword of death? “Who on earth can deal with a monster that can blow up a canyon with one swing of its sword?”
Sarah pleaded.
“It’s in vain. “If I go, I’ll just die.”
“Did I die in my dream?”
Sarah gasped at Kyle’s words.
Kyle looked at Sarah silently. Unable to resist that gaze, Sarah eventually turned her head.
“Sarah.”
“······.”
“Sarah, just one more question.”
Kyle put his hand on Sarah’s shoulder.
“Who was there with me?”
“···that.”
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“I think. If this prophecy spreads, if we gather a force capable of dealing with the sword of death… that guy will definitely be included. “That guy will definitely appear there.”
A confident voice.
“Even if I don’t go there. “Destel and no other superhumans will come to that place, so even if the chance of winning is completely lost, he will go there even if he is alone.”
If it’s him, he definitely does that.
Sarah even feels a kind of madness as Kyle mumbles with a confident voice.
“Raniel.”
Kyle said.
“Raniel van Trias. “Wasn’t that guy next to me?”
Sarah can’t say anything.
If I said yes to what I just said, it seemed like Kyle would definitely end up going there. In the end, after silence, Sarah shakes her head, but it is Kyle who has already been with Sarah for a long time.
“As expected.”
Lies like that don’t work.
“In that case, I’m going too.”
“Kyle…!”
Sarah raises her voice, but Kyle doesn’t seem to be listening. Sarah looks at Kyle. Just as Kyle can see through Sarah’s true feelings because they have been together for a long time, Sarah is also able to do the same thing.
Sarah, who looked at Kyle’s expression, ended up biting her lip.
It looks like the decision has already been made.
That decision will never be reversed. In some ways, Kyle Torben was overly stubborn.
‘Why on earth…!’
I don’t understand.
Even after I kicked him out with my own hands, why is he so obsessed with the existence of Raniel? I don’t know why I keep paying attention to the wizard’s actions.
Meanwhile, Kyle said.
“I must go.”
Kyle smoothed the hilt of his sword.
“If he goes there, I have to go too.”
A duty, not a choice.
It seemed as if Kyle was saying that.
2.
“You don’t use a great sword?”
“yes?”
“I mean the great sword, the great sword. “A big sword.”
“Why is the great sword suddenly…?”
Rania said, pointing to the ax that Lark was holding.
“Have you always wanted to handle larger weapons? Don’t you think that a great sword is something that fits well in the hand? In fact, the better weapon to use is a greatsword…?”
As she spoke, Rania felt that it was unlikely, so she trailed off. She was wondering what she was doing, but it was a necessary confirmation.
“I’m best at using an axe.”
Lark tilted his head and took out the ax hanging from his waist. The hand movements of grabbing the hatchet while it was spinning in the air were very flashy.
“The first weapon I picked up as a child was an axe, and the knife didn’t fit my hand for some reason.”
Lark scratched the back of his head sheepishly.
“It’s good to throw, and the feel of the hand when hitting it down is quite good. Should I say that swords lack the sense of breaking something…”
If you say it that way, it’s okay to ask more.
Rania sighed inwardly and thought about what she saw at the northern sacred site. A large sword with a hole in it was placed in the center of the lake.
Ganichalt van Galatric.
The holy sword (？？) that the first hero used.
Even though a long time has passed, the starlight of that sword has not dimmed. And Rania, who saw the past in the Northern Tower, knows very well how senseless the sword is.
‘A sword that destroys demons. I think it was also called a nickname like it was a yam sword or something…’
In Rania’s opinion, it wasn’t that simple.
The sword itself was surrounded by starlight. The sword (?) swung by the first swordsman who could cut through anything was something that went beyond a blade.
“Just looking at the cancer, it looks like you should use it.”
Rania glanced at Lark.
Even Rania had a hard time imagining the scene where Lark was swinging his sword while blinking as if he didn’t understand what was happening.
However, it is clearly a sword prepared for Lark.
The connection between Ganichalt and the Grace family.
Rania couldn’t ignore it. Although it had been difficult before, its qualities became clear as Ganicalt emerged from the trials that Lark went through.
“Should I teach you how to use a sword from now on?”
“Is that why you called me?”
Rania glanced to the side.
There, a very tired looking Kalt is sitting on a tree stump. He looks so tired that I want to tell him to go to sleep.
“For some reason, you look sleepy every time I see you.”
“I’m actually sleepy. “The royal capital has been infested with apocalypticists recently, so why do these bugs keep taking advantage of the chaos to sneak in?”
After Galahal’s death, many people cried out that an era in which the lights would be turned off would come. And, there are those who try to control such people from behind.
“No matter how much you hold on, there is no end to it. Seeing the things these guys do to avoid me just makes me laugh, really. “It’s more of a problem because it’s effective.”
“···What on earth did you do?”
“I will destroy the person I marked.”
“Change?”
“Yes, literally… um. “I don’t think it’s something to say in front of students.”
Rania glanced at Lark.
And then he snapped his fingers. Lark nodded and covered his ears.
“Now tell me.”
“···Is that okay?”
“uh. That’s all you need. So, what do you mean, changed?”
“They tear it into pieces and throw it everywhere. “Because they throw it in a corner, it doesn’t track well… It’s a waste to try, so this is it.”
“···I think he knows you?”
“Yes, that is the problem.”
Kalt nodded.
This method was actually used by the Demon King’s army when Kalt was on the battlefield. Kalt never misses a target once it has been marked. So, take advantage of that to seal Kalt’s tracking.
“Just looking at cancer, it’s a bit strange to see someone plotting things behind the scenes.”
Kalt said.
“At first, I thought it was just a common criminal trying to cause some confusion, but that doesn’t seem to be the case. As we chased after them, we found traces of biological experiments, and the scale continues to grow. “That’s why I’m busy these days.”
“I see.”
“Then, when I finally had time to rest, I thought I would catch some sleep…”
Kalt glanced at Rania with narrowed eyes.
“My senior called me.”
“That’s it.”
Rania smiled shyly. As she was wondering what to say, Rania opened her mouth.
“Hey, I’ve been watching all night for 10 days, and it’s better than I thought…”
“Are you saying that is comforting?”
“No, well, I said that…”
Kalt sighed and pointed at Lark.
“So you want to teach that kid how to use a sword?”
“huh.”
Rania gestured to Lark.
Lark took his hands off his ears and stood in front of Kalt.
“hmm.”
Kalt glanced at Lark.
“The body is complete, and honestly, I think it will handle well whatever is used. “Because it’s a basic physique.”
“yes?”
“Let’s take a look.”
Kalt, who had called Lark in front of him, took out the sword he was wearing at his side and handed it to Lark.
“It is a famous sword among famous swords. It will never break, so swing it with all your might. “On that wooden pillar over there.”
“Yes, I understand.”
Lark took his stance and stood upright.
Holding the sword tightly, he struck the tree as if he were swinging an axe. The sword swung with great force hit the tree! And I locked myself in.
Kwajak!
The tree that the blade struck dented.
It wasn’t a cut, it was a dent. When I looked closely, I saw that the tree had split sharply around the place where the sword was stuck.
“Wow.”
Kalt stuck his tongue out.
“Even if I were to do it like that, I don’t think I could do it.”
It is one of the most famous swords that can easily cut down a tree just by swinging it with force. Holding a sword like that, you are chopping down a tree as if you were chopping firewood…
“I don’t think you have any talent with the sword, senior.”
Surprisingly, he has no talent with a sword. Kalt shook his head, saying there was no use in teaching him that. This is the moment when Lark extends his sword back to Kalt.
Boom, boom.
Suddenly, a tree fell down with a loud noise. Both Kalt and Rania, who had been handed the knife by her, stiffened. Their eyes were fixed on the fallen tree, but the problem was the location of the tree.
It is not a tree with a sword stuck into it.
A tree far away suddenly tilted and fell to the ground with a thud. Then, several more trees fell with a loud thud. Kalt and Rania turned their creaky heads and looked at Lark.
“yes? “Why are you doing this?”
Rachman was blinking without knowing why.
A tree far away was broken into pieces.
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Great Grace was a master of the sword, but she used to hide her skills. He did not easily wield a sword in front of others, but mainly used axes, etc., and several warriors once asked Grace about his undignified appearance.
Why on earth don’t you use a sword?
Were you actually a Dok2 superman?
Grace answered that absurd question with a lively laugh.
‘That’s why my teacher told me to quickly throw away the sword and grab the axe, since you have absolutely no talent with the sword.’
What kind of brave person is this to Grace?
‘Even if you bring as many swordsmen as there are snow on the snowy mountain, the person who can clear them with a single swing said so.’
But, said Grace.
‘He taught me swordsmanship. I guess he was tired of me following him around every day. And, when I demonstrated the swordsmanship, his teacher laughed.’
He laughed very cheerfully.
‘He smiled as if he had seen something very funny, and made me his first disciple. And he warned me not to swing my sword in front of others.’
Why, the warriors asked.
Grace just smiled bitterly at the question.
‘You’ll know once you see it. Are you going to see it?’
As Grace asked the warriors, the warriors followed Grace to the mountain behind with their eyes shining. And, the warriors who returned that night never asked Grace to show off her sword skills again.
The warriors who saw the great sword of Grace spoke in unison. What he swung was not a sword. He held up a sword and performed swordsmanship, but it was not a sword.
He was just muttering unintelligible words.
Early the next morning, I climbed the mountain behind Baekya Castle and found that all the trees in the area had been uprooted. What was left there were not sword marks but traces of being hacked to pieces.
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