Episode 205
Episode 205
The Kingdom of Tahorn was the northernmost country in the North Continent. In addition, according to the official agreement with the Northern Continent, it was an ‘inviolable’ country with 500,000 elite troops drawn from each country stationed at all times to prepare for barbarian invasions.
The capital of such a state was overthrown by barbarian attacks.
“… … But you’re going there?”
“uh. “I’m going.”
“why?”
“… … .”
Jeron pressed his throbbing head with his hand. The guy’s forehead stands out like a unicorn’s horn, but he doesn’t seem to have any intention of finishing that question.
The real problem is.
“The barbarians who overthrew the Kingdom of Tahorn are related to them. That’s why I’m going to see it with my own eyes.”
“Put it off until later.”
“so why?”
“… … .”
I don’t know how many times this type of conversation continues.
Erdin did not answer the question ‘Why?’ He closes his mouth and avoids his gaze. I can vaguely guess the reason.
‘It was completely broken by Behemoth.’
It’s not just something that happened.
It was completely and horribly crushed.
The group watched it from beginning to end.
‘I won’t feel at ease.’
Among them, Erdin is someone who has been by his side for a particularly long time. There was no way he wouldn’t think anything after seeing his master transformed into such a disgrace. He has decided that he must become strong, but deep down in his heart, there is probably an implicit fear.
‘To be honest, I got lucky this time.’
If Saint Luna had not come, she would have been killed by Behemoth.
It was a decided result when the last resort did not work.
I was really lucky this time. But there is no way that luck will last forever. In such a situation, he was said to be going in search of barbarians related to the organization that descended Behemoth, so it was understandable that Erdin was afraid that he might lose himself again.
“It will be rare in the future for an astral being like Behemoth to be summoned. Plus, I’m stronger than before. “Things like that don’t happen anymore.”
“I know that. but… … .”
The guy trails off. I can feel the sound of slightly rough breathing.
‘Am I in trauma?’
Although they said that, they were not actively opposing it. Every night, I train my bones and flesh more than usual. I tried to overcome the trauma somehow, but it was difficult, so all I did was complain.
‘Overcoming trauma is entirely up to you.’
Jeron lightly tapped the guy on the shoulder in encouragement and checked the expressions of the other party members. Just not as traumatized as Erdin, he has a similar expression. Everyone looked a little anxious and nervous.
I think he may be suffering from the pressure of having to constantly confront and fight against mythical beings.
‘Because it’s the same for me.’
Behemoth appears in my dreams every night like a nightmare. The guy regenerated the plucked head and looked down at himself with arrogant eyes.
It doesn’t just appear when you sleep. Even when I open my eyes, meditate, or walk down the street, it comes to me unexpectedly.
I wasn’t afraid of this pressure.
‘Because I’ve experienced it before.’
Not once or twice. I have experienced it countless times. However, unlike in Moorim, I was full of nervousness and anxiety. It wasn’t because life was precious.
At that time, there was no precious ‘existence’.
Yoo Min-hyeon was alone.
Later, he had subordinates and gained influence, but no one gave him special affection. There was no one to protect. But now there are so many. However, due to lack of strength, I was afraid that I would not be able to protect my precious people and lose them.
‘okay. ‘I was afraid too.’
After admitting it, the burden on my heart became lighter.
Of course, the pressure did not disappear.
My resolve became even sharper.
The determination to never lose precious people.
‘You have to be strong.’
More than now.
Even if Behemoth descends at 100% instead of 50%, you must be strong enough to overcome it.
* * *
The journey to the Kingdom of Tahorn was not long at all.
Jeron devoted half of his day to training. Because he had to fully digest Behemoth’s ‘gift’. Also, the power of top battle. We delved into the power they call ‘divinity’ in more detail.
‘The power that means one’s existence.’
Luna said that ‘divinity’ is proof of existence and an essence with a distinct form. However, that form was not necessarily made of material like a human body or a stone on the street.
‘Just like when you say fire, you can immediately think of what it is like.’
Luna is the god of ‘moon’ and ‘darkness’. Everyone understands it right away when she says it, even without any special explanation. That was the proof of ‘divinity’. Also, as she explained, her ‘darkness’ did not mean a sticky, ominous darkness. It is darkness that replaces the daytime sun and illuminates the night and embraces everything in a warm and benevolent way.
It should be so clear that you can recognize it the moment you hear it.
That’s why it’s called proof.
‘Proving myself.’
Jeron looked back at the past.
Beyond the life of Geronia Perian, I slowly looked back on the life of Yoo Min-hyeon in his previous life. It was truly a series of ‘gruesome fights.’ A life of constant fighting and struggle was repeated.
I asked myself a question.
‘Why did I repeat the struggle?’
It’s to survive.
But that was not the meaning of existence. It was difficult to see it as proving its existence. Even if you ask him what he fought to gain, he cannot say that he gained something special by winning.
‘why?’
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Why did I live like that?
Geron’s consciousness slowly sinks below the surface.
Yoo Min-hyeon, who had lived a life of survival and struggle, raised his head.
‘The guy’ says.
-You’ve become weak. ‘me’.
The eyes of a ferocious beast stare as if hunting for prey.
Jeron felt his soul freeze.
-How weak have you become? Just look at this funny thing.
The ‘bastard’ laughed at Jeron.
But, funny enough, I couldn’t even reply. It wasn’t because she didn’t feel like it was worth it. A feeling of greater pressure weighed on my whole body than when I saw Behemoth in front of me. Her lips did not part. She was literally frozen and unable to do anything.
-How did ‘I’, who was called the devil and made even the good people of heaven tremble with fear, fall into such ruins… … It’s really funny.
‘What do you mean?’
-Hoo. Although it is said to have been lost, is it really ‘me’?
‘What kind of bullshit is that!’
-Hahaha! It’s really fun. It might be worth watching, right?
‘You ask what kind of bullshit this is!’
-Go back now. This is a place that the current ‘me’ is not yet allowed to be.
bang-!
Jeron’s soul returned to reality with a huge shock.
“ha. ha.”
When I opened my eyes and exhaled harshly, I felt several gazes on me. The main characters of attention were the companions. They were standing around as if they were guarding me, glancing in this direction. There was a lot of worry and concern in his eyes. It seemed like the internal change was revealed externally.
Erdin asks carefully in a low voice.
“… … Are you okay?”
Jeron nodded slowly and replied that it was okay. He wanted to speak, but his lips did not move easily. His mind was complicated. He was filled with thoughts about the ‘bastard’ that existed beneath the surface of his consciousness.
The ‘guy’ was ‘me’.
At the same time, it wasn’t ‘me’.
I could guess the reason.
‘I have memories I don’t remember.’
Strong-.
I couldn’t continue my thoughts any further. Like Son Goku’s long orphaned child, a tremendous pain constricted his head. It wasn’t the kind of pain I could endure even if I tried. Because it wasn’t physical pain.
‘Shit!’
Jeron was in so much pain that he couldn’t even curse out loud. He cursed in his head and erased all thoughts of the ‘bastard’. Then his pain slowly disappeared.
It was as if he was warning me not to think about ‘the guy’.
‘okay. ‘It’s still too early.’
Jeron decided to relax a little more. He didn’t know what kind of memory he had lost, but he shouted in his heart to tell the ‘bastard’ to just wait there. Surprisingly, I felt the gaze from before and the sense of understanding returned.
“It’s really okay now, so everyone get some rest.”
After speaking to his companions, Jeron stood watch.
Everyone was awake for hours because of him.
* * *
The closer he got to the Kingdom of Tahorn, the stronger Jeron became. It wasn’t just me who became stronger. The companions also continued to improve day by day. In particular, Erdin was outstanding. As he began to blend in with the world, a wall he had to jump over was right in front of him. It was time for him to pierce the Yang vein of Imdok.
Jeron personally did the work for that guy.
I placed both palms on Erdin’s back and helped him with his inner strength.
“Don’t open your mouth.”
“… … !”
Erdin’s eyes widened as the pain surged upon him in an instant. The corners of her eyes were torn. Blood flowed down the corners of her eyes. It was incredibly painful. But her mouth did not open.
No, I couldn’t open it.
Jeron was sealing his lips with internal energy.
I wanted to open my mouth and scream, but I couldn’t.
Boom-boom-!
The Imdok Yang veins were pierced one at a time, creating a mountain of pain.
I felt like I was going out of my mind. My vision became blurry and I was about to lose consciousness.
“Wake.”
The stinging energy stimulated my heart. I described it as a stinging sensation, but it was sobering. Compared to the pain of piercing the Imdogyang vein, the pain was only mild, but it was by no means mild.
‘I’m going to push you off the cliff! I’ll stab you with a spear!’
As he repeatedly tried to keep his wits about him, his murderous intent rose to the surface.
Once the passing of the Imdokyangmaek ended, the Hwangol transformation began.
The hair fell off and new ones grew. The skin burned and new white skin appeared.
Jeron did not watch it quietly. He massaged Erdin’s whole body with both hands. Now that a complete transformation had been achieved and all the turbidity was gone, this was the time when the bee seed water had the greatest effect.
Of course it was dangerous.
In the history of Moorim, there have been only a handful of attempts to simultaneously transform Hwangol and Beolmose. At the very least, it was a task that dozens of extreme experts had to take turns holding on to throughout the day.
‘oh my. it’s tough.’
Jeron also had a hard time this time. It wasn’t simply the amount of power that was the problem. It was a matter of mentality. If you make even the slightest mistake, Erdin will die or be disabled for the rest of his life.
By the time I was sweating profusely and my fingertips had become dull, the transformation and washing of the bees were over.
Erdin’s expression, which had been distorted by pain, became peaceful.
I exhaled evenly.
Jeron finally let out his inner energy, checked the inside of the guy’s body, and lay down on his back.
“When are we going to do this again?”
“Is it my turn this time?”
Jeanne asked with eyes full of impure thoughts.
fantasy,
