How the bastard of the Return Sword Family lives
Episode 250
Sublimation Gate (5)
“Have you finally changed your mind?”
The Gwangryongje smiled as he looked at Hilda.
A cheerful smile.
Even the leisure was gone.
Hilda’s expression became distorted.
“If you’re going to say useless things, then get out.”
“Your voice is also a mess.”
Isn’t this a body that was restored by gathering the remains of monsters?
Of course, there was no way the structure would be properly structured.
Clearly, since he had gathered all his magic energy, if we only consider the amount of magic power, it was much more than his original body.
Their strength and reaction speed were also much better.
But the material was full of cloudy impurities.
Hilda felt uncomfortable with everything, as if she was being forced into clothes that didn’t fit.
Even breathing.
Even just standing like this.
Of course, there was no way the voice would come out properly.
Hurrruk!
When flames really flew out of his eyes and he looked like he was going to eat him, the Emperor Guanglong smiled and took a step back.
“I understand, I understand. Is it really necessary to look at me like that? This is it.”
Madness slowly began to creep into Gwangryongje’s smile.
“I will keep my promise, of course. I swear it in the name of God.”
Before he knew it, the face of the Gwangryongje had become distorted like that of an evil spirit.
“I will burn down the temple of the gods.”
* * *
Attempts to contact the Gwangryongje have been ongoing for several days.
Since the sublimation ritual failed.
-No, I really don’t understand. Why won’t you join us?
-Get out.
-Okay, okay. I’ll turn it off, so explain. Why are you rejecting us?
-You’re saying such nonsense to me, who has lived the life of Ragnar my entire life… …!
Hilda was furious.
‘Ragnar’ was like her last remaining pride.
The pride that was the only thing that could sustain her even after giving up everything.
Because they had pride in being a chosen bloodline and a sense of being the chosen people, they also had a strong belief that they would one day ascend to the throne of Mansin.
But, should I give up my pride as Ragnar and come over to the Holy Demon Church?
Is that even possible?
-You should be thankful that I am not killing you here and just sending you back home. It is all because of our past relationship.
-It’s not like you don’t have the strength to do that?
-How dare you!!
-Look. If it were you, you would have pointed your sword at me long ago.
-… … .
-Whether your condition was good or bad, whether you failed at something or not, if something happened that was embarrassing, you were the one who took it on first. Wasn’t that why you gave up the throne and ran away?
Thinking back now, Emperor Gwangryong really inherited the throne without any preparation.
Due to the continued pressure from the palace and the jealousy of the other electors, Hilda grew tired of the throne and left.
Because they could not leave the throne vacant, the family members elected Emperor Gwangryong.
In the first place, all rivals who could have stood against Emperor Gwangryong were eliminated during the competition for the throne.
Since there was no one else to sit on the throne anyway, he sat on the throne and ruled better than expected.
In the beginning.
That is, in the early days of taking power.
-You were the epitome of irresponsibility.
However, due to the continued pressure from his surroundings, the strife within the Holy Demon Church, and the disappearance of Return, he began to lose his mind little by little.
So from then on, I cleared away everything that caught my eye.
He killed the servants and buried the vassals.
A bloody wind blew in the north.
After that, neither the imperial family nor the surrounding electors dared to intervene in his behalf any longer.
This reaction ultimately led to further rampage by the Gwangryongje… … and resulted in a coup d’état.
-And you’re talking about Ragnar’s pride? How ridiculous.
Gwangryongje laughed heartily.
Hilda’s body trembled.
-Don’t… provoke me.
-Look at it now. It only shows its branches, but it can’t swing its sword. Let me guess why.
-Shut up… … !
-You don’t have the confidence to defeat me right now. Aren’t I the one who came back from the dead and was chosen to be humiliated? So it’s hard to know how strong I’ve become. On the other hand, if you move now, you’ll fail the possession that’s just barely calming down and go to the afterlife. That’s what’s scary.
-… … Hit me… … !
-But, as far as I know, Ragnar’s pride isn’t something to be used for, right? What you’re doing now isn’t pride. It’s foolishness and regret. It’s an escape from reality.
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-stop!!
Wow!
The barrier surrounding the two of them was completely shattered.
-No more… … No more… … Don’t even think about provoking me… … !! No matter how old you are… … I still have the strength… … to drag you… … to the afterlife… … !
-Hmm! I guess that’s true. Judging from the way your skin feels tingly, you don’t seem old, do you?
-If you’re done talking, then disappear… … !
-No. What do you mean? We haven’t even brought up our proposal yet.
-I am……!
-Just listen. Then, whether you accept or reject the offer is up to you. Listening itself is not harmful, right?
-… … .
-It seems like you’re finally ready to negotiate.
Gwangryongje laughed.
‘If it’s broken, it’s broken really well.’
As expected, it was just as he had expected.
The fact that she was getting so angry already meant that she was pushed to the edge of a cliff.
A beast with really sharp teeth won’t growl, but will just bite the nape of its opponent’s neck.
Hilda is no longer confident either.
I have the confidence to properly ascend to the throne.
How can a person be broken like this because of just one failure?
It was ridiculous that this kind of person was once the head of the Ragnar clan.
-I died. By Kyle’s hands. You know that, right?
-so?
-But he was resurrected. What do you think he did?
-Are you trying to talk nonsense like it’s God’s grace or something?
-Would you tell such an irrational story? However, it is true that grace followed.
The Gwangryongje explained the method of his resurrection.
Hilda’s eyelids fluttered.
-Is that… is that really possible?
-That’s right. You don’t have to be as unstable as you are now?
-… … .
-As you can see, my body is perfect. Not only can it perfectly embody my enlightenment, but in some ways, it can even strengthen it. So, your imperfect state will also be stabilized in no time.
-… … But that’s it.
-That’s right. Walking this path means you won’t be able to reach the Pantheon. They hate foreigners so much.
-… … .
-So what do you want me to do? Why do you have any reason to cling to those heartless people who haven’t even come looking for you yet?
Hilda’s lips were tightly shut.
Gwangryongje was confident.
Her mind was already completely set on this.
-They have only been using you all this time. Ragnar… … They say it’s the sword of the Pantheon that prevents shame, the barrier that protects the world, but in reality, it’s nothing more than a hunting dog raised by the Pantheon.
-… … .
-And after that? How do they treat us? Have they ever collected us properly? It seems like they just throw us away when we are no longer useful.
Madness. Branch.
Gwangryongje hated Mansinjeon so much.
I hated the responsibilities and obligations that had been binding me.
All of that was just empty talk, and in the end, it only forced them to make sacrifices.
-The same goes for the ancestor who became a swordsman. The author completely forgot about us after becoming a god. He never once took proper care of his descendants. Now he thinks that the work of the lower world is not right for him.
The Gwangryongje extended his hand to Hilda.
-So let’s do it together.
Hilda stared at the Gwangryongje’s hand for a long time.
-… … I understand that your god is currently sealed?
It’s over.
The Gwangryongje’s mouth opened wide.
-Have you forgotten? Foreign media is not only about shame.
-!!!
The fangs of the Gwangryongje shined especially brightly.
* * *
Gwangryongje’s proposal was very simple.
I will give you a new body.
I will also provide a bridge between you and other foreign media outlets that wish to interfere in this world.
I will give them the opportunity to use their power to forcefully open the Gate of Sublimation and climb up to the Temple of the Gods and burn it down.
You are joining hands with the Holy Demon Church, not coming down like me.
Wouldn’t this be a good deal for you?
-So what do you get in return?
The answer to that question was very simple.
-The resurrection of our God. What else could you wish for?
Negotiations were put on hold.
After much thought, Hilda replied that she still wanted to ascend to the throne on her own, and that she would personally ask the Sword God and the Manshins why, and that as the head of Ragnar’s family, it would be shameful to join hands with the Holy Magic Church.
Gwangryongje didn’t make any further attempts to persuade him about this.
Because I already knew where Hilda’s mind was leaning.
and.
‘I ended up here.’
Isn’t it funny?
Koraksoni, who acted so arrogantly and proudly, ended up running away from his much younger descendant and chose this side.
Hilda was already completely broken.
She only had Hilda’s personality, but she was no longer the Hilda he remembered.
A ghost that is left with only obsession and foolishness.
That’s how it looked in the eyes of the Gwangryongje.
“Your body will get used to it soon. Then it will be so comfortable that it will be hard to get away even if you want to-”
The explanation of the Gwangryong Festival was not continued.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Suddenly, the sun rose above their heads.
“this!”
Kwarrrrrrung!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Gwangryongje and Hilda quickly stepped back.
The brainwashing that Theo used was so powerful that even the two of them had a hard time handling it.
Lightning struck without stopping.
Even if you avoid it, new lightning will strike, or another sun will appear and explode, so it will be impossible to keep your wits about you.
“Our grandson… … has become quite fierce.”
The Gwangryongje had a smile on his lips the whole time he was roughly swinging his sword and blocking the lightning.
It was as if he was smelling his own scent, thickly saturated with the techniques Theo was using.
It seemed like he was starting to build his own realm, but I was still glad because it was certain that the framework came from his own thoughts.
On the other hand, Hilda’s movements, although initially flustered, were clearly visible as she gradually became more agile.
The movements were so natural that they couldn’t even be compared to when I was possessed by Evelyn.
I have succeeded in melting down all the enlightenment I have gained so far and the sensations I have briefly felt while passing through the gate of sublimation.
“It’s full of things I don’t like to see everywhere.”
Was it not pleasant to see those two people?
Suddenly, a strong voice echoed from the sky, and dozens of swords turned into rays of light and fell down on the heads of the two men.
Half-swords, each broken in half.
They were the swords of the Half-Blooded Tomb.
It was Kyle’s turn to fight.
