Episode 850
“ah… .”
Aris’ lips trembled as she looked at the brown ceiling with luxurious patterns engraved on it.
‘I’m alive?’
He thought he would never wake up in this world again, but he was clearly alive and breathing.
‘here is… .’
When I turned my eyes, I saw luxurious decorations and wallpaper, and on the right table were medicine and bloody bandages.
It seemed like a luxury mansion was being used as a hospital room.
‘Is this Uncle Pedric’s mansion?’
Pedric used one of Sieghard’s mansions as a treatment room, and it appeared to be one of the hospital rooms.
When I lifted my head and looked out the window, I saw a road leading to the annex. It was certain. This was Sieghart.
‘Why am I here?’
He was captured by Sif in the deepest part of the dungeon. He couldn’t remember how he came to return to Sieghardt.
‘After I was stabbed in the cavity… ah!’
As I slowly came back to my senses, the last scene of my remaining memories came to mind.
“Ri, Rimmer… .”
The scene where Sif’s black sword pierces Rimmer’s chest and Raon sees it. A memory that he couldn’t believe was a nightmare was slowly drawn into his mind.
“Ahhhh… .”
Aris held her head and let out a moan as if her vocal cords were being torn apart.
‘no! no! ‘If I’m here, wouldn’t Rimmer be okay?’
Since he returned to Sieghardt alive, he held out the slightest hope that Rimmer might also be alive.
But at the same time, the sense of being an unmanned person speaks volumes. It is said that no one would be able to survive the wounds that Rimmer suffered.
‘Sif. Why on earth are you… .’
The Sif he knew was not just, but had a good and gentle personality.
The reason I raised him strong was to prevent his delicate heart from being broken or hurt, but I never dreamed that a person would change that much.
‘Will Raon be okay?’
Sif absorbed her own blood and shattered the Wall of Transcendence.
There was a flood of worry about what he would do to Raon and whether the children of Gwangpungdae would be safe.
“Ugh… .”
While Aris was in agony, holding her head with both hands, the door to the hospital room opened, and Pedric and Lavawin came in.
“… Aris. “You’re awake.”
Pedric let out a heavy groan as he looked at Aris’ distorted eyes.
“Aris!”
Labawin ran to Aris without realizing that he had dropped the bandage and wet towel he was holding.
“Mo, are you feeling okay?”
He looked at Aris’ thin cheek and pressed down his trembling lips.
“Labawin.”
Aris opened her dry lips in a frustratingly slow manner.
“What happened? No, what happened to Rimmer and Sif!”
She asked about those two before anyone else.
“that… .”
“Labawin. “You call the people.”
Fedric let out a low breath and nodded to Labawin.
“Oh, I see… .”
Labawin looked at Aris’ trembling eyes and left the hospital room with weak steps.
“mister. Why did you send Lavawin? Tell me please. I’m so frustrated that I feel like I’m going to die again… .”
Aris touched her chest, which had not yet fully healed, and vomited blood from her mouth. Her emotions were so intense that it seemed like a sunken internal injury had opened up.
“The person who can tell that story is neither me nor Lavawin.”
Pedric shook his head, grabbing the cloth on the table.
“The one with the answer you want will come, so just wait.”
He only wiped away the blood that flowed from Aris’ mouth, as if he had no intention of telling her what she wanted.
“The guy with the answers… .”
Aris raised her head, swallowing the blood rising from her cheeks.
“Is it Raon?”
“okay.”
Pedric calmly nodded as if he could tell me that.
“Haaa… .”
Aris put her trembling hands together and breathed a sigh of relief.
I was also worried about Raon’s condition, but hearing that he was coming here made me feel a little relieved. At least it meant that Raon was safe.
“What a relief. really… .”
While I was waiting for Raon with a little hope that Rimmer might still be alive, I heard a loud noise outside the hospital room.
Phew.
A faint sound of breathing was heard, then the door to the hospital room opened and Raon and Glenn came in.
“ah… .”
The moment I saw Raon’s eyes, I kept the first question I wanted to ask in my mouth.
My nephew, who was learning about the world through bright light, had a mature darkness hanging over his eyes.
Toouk.
Aris realized that the hope she was holding on to was gone, and dropped the hands she had gathered in front of her chest.
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‘Rimer… .’
* * *
Raon bit his lip as he looked at Aris, who was shaking.
‘I never thought my aunt would look this weak.’
In a way, I thought of Aris as a stronger person than Glenn.
Always confident and proud. He thought that he was someone worthy of imitation regardless of whether he was a woman or a man.
However, the Aris in front of me now had a white complexion and was trembling with anxiety.
He looked like a person in despair, with all hope shattered.
‘aunt… .’
In fact, after Rimmer’s death, he blamed himself and then turned his resentment towards others.
Among them, the person who aimed the greatest resentment was Aris.
I also complained absurdly about why I was looking for Sif and why I couldn’t stop Sif’s surprise attack because I was so emotional.
But after sending Rimmer away, I realized something. That there is someone else to blame.
The person who destroyed Sif and killed Rimmer was Derus Robert. The only person I had to blame and the only person I had to kill was him.
‘The person having the hardest time right now is not me, it’s my aunt…’ .’
He was betrayed by the son he barely found, and that son killed Rimmer, whom he treated as a friend, and eventually died at the hands of his nephew.
If it had all been his own doing, he might have gone crazy even though he had become mentally stronger in his second life.
“after… .”
Raon blew away his pent-up emotions with a small sigh and then approached Aris.
“Is your body okay?”
“… … .”
Aris bit her dry lip as she looked at Raon’s sunken gaze.
“… “Can you tell me what happened?”
Although she seemed to have some idea of the outcome, she wanted her own answer.
“yes.”
Raon nodded and sat down on the chair in front of Aris’ bed.
“I’ll tell you everything. After her aunt was stabbed by Sif… .”
It’s not good to cheat on things like this. I trusted Aris’s mental strength and decided to tell everything.
“… So, I chased Sif and Bardiel out of the dungeon.”
Raon paused for a moment, looked at the ceiling, then lowered his gaze.
I looked at Aris’ bulging eyes that seemed as if they would explode if I touched him, and then said the last words.
“After that, I killed them both with my own hands. sorry.”
He lowered his head and said that he had killed Sif with his own hands.
“… … .”
Aris closed his eyes without speaking. Her tears fell from the corner of her eyes and soaked the pillow with her blood.
“sorry.”
Aris opened her eyes again and struggled to get up. She stumbled down from her bed and tried to force herself to her knees.
“It’s all my fault.”
Aris lowered her head, letting out a groan that sounded like scraping metal.
“If I hadn’t set out to find Sif, if I hadn’t gotten emotional and lost my strength, if I hadn’t let Sif off guard! I! I! “I am!”
She blamed herself and hit the wound on her chest that had not yet fully healed with her fist. Her white bandages were soaked with her blood, and blood burst from her mouth.
“It’s not your aunt’s fault.”
Raon shook his head while holding Aris’ blood-covered fist.
“The person you should blame is not your aunt, but Derus Robert.”
“no! It’s all because of me! I… .”
Aris sat down and began to sob, as if she had no strength to shake off her fist.
“aunt… .”
Raon chewed his lips as he looked at Aris, who was so weak that she couldn’t even cry properly.
My heart ached in a different way than when I found out about Rimmer’s death. I wanted to say something, but there was nothing I could do.
“aunt. I am… .”
“Raon.”
As she tried to offer words of comfort, Glenn put his hand on her shoulder and shook his head. It seemed to mean that Aris also needed time.
-You weren’t stable from the beginning either.
Lars looked at Aris and tasted bitterly.
-That idiot will also need time.
‘okay. yes.’
As Ras said, Aris’ current appearance was no different from her state when she first woke up.
“Ugh… .”
Aris gasped as if her chest was tight, then closed her eyes and collapsed.
“aunt!”
Raon grabbed Aris’ shoulders and arms and shook her body, but she did not wake up.
“Get out of the way.”
Pedric took a long breath and checked Aris’ condition.
“I just fainted from mental exhaustion. Because it’s not serious yet. “There is no need to worry.”
He said it would be okay and put Aris back on the bed.
“Aris… .”
Lavawin covered his mouth and sobbed as if he understood Aris’s feelings.
“I guess I’ll have to postpone the sparring until later.”
Glenn shook his head heavily, saying they would spar next time.
“yes.”
Raon nodded, then saw Glenn’s eyes and clenched his molars.
‘Come to think of it… .’
Grandpa’s face is also incredible.
Although he didn’t realize it because he was concentrating on his own emotions, Glenn’s eyes were also dark and sunken.
‘okay. ‘Of course.’
He lost his closest subordinate, Rimer, his grandson killed his grandson, and his daughter was devastated both mentally and physically, so the person suffering the most right now would be Glenn.
However, like the head of Sieghardt, he did not reveal his sadness to anyone, but comforted and looked after others.
I admired him for not being able to show his emotions, but I also felt sorry for him.
“I won’t stay here. “You must tell the other children that Aris has woken up.”
“All right… .”
After bowing deeply, I left Pedric’s mansion.
“… … .”
Raon, not knowing who the people were, looked at the bright sky and let out a heavy breath.
“Human relationships… “It’s really difficult.”
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“Is this the black sword?”
Vulcan narrowed his eyes as he looked at Sif’s black sword, which seemed to be made of black amethyst.
“It’s a very unusual form. “It looks like it was carved from a gem, not made.”
He smoothed his chin, saying it was his first time seeing a sword like this.
“Raon said it was like this from the first time he saw it.”
Roen placed the black sword on the table and nodded.
“This sword has a devil written on it. A devil with a terrible curse. “How can there be so much cruelty and malice?”
Vulcan wasted his time muttering that he understood that he had robbed Aris of his power.
“You shouldn’t touch it directly yet.”
Roen blocked Vulkan’s hand trying to grab the black sword.
“As you said, there is a curse on it, so anyone who is not the owner will refuse it. Even though it is currently asleep, if you are not the Master, you will faint the moment you catch it.”
He lowered his eyebrows, saying that you have to be at least a master to hold this sword.
“Then what should I do?”
He shrugged his shoulders, asking what he should do since he couldn’t catch Vulcan.
“So the shaman of the Beast League came. “If he can suppress his witchcraft, you will be able to see it.”
When Roen lowered his head, an old man with a gray beard who was leaning against the wall came forward.
“It’s Passiron.”
The Beast League shaman introduced himself as Pasiron and looked down at the black sword with hawk-like eyes.
“There is definitely a terrible curse attached to it. “I think I drank the blood of at least a thousand people.”
Pasiron let out a low groan, saying it had been a long time since he had seen an object with such a strong curse.
“This blade was made by coagulating compressed blood with a curse spell. steel. No, it’s probably harder than any other metal.”
He covered his nose and mouth with his hands as if he was nauseous.
“But for now, the curse is asleep. “It seems like it will only wake up when other conditions are met.”
“It is as you said.”
Roen looked at Pasiron and nodded.
“According to the words of Great Lord Gwangpung, they also used the common blood curse.”
“A lot of people must have died there too. “But I don’t think that’s it.”
Pasiron raised his hand on the blade of the black sword and recited an unknown spell.
“That’s not it?”
Vulcan tilted his head as if asking what he was saying.
“Restrictions. As with martial arts and magic, witchcraft can exert greater power if restrictions are placed on it. “For example, if you impose restrictions, such as only using a knife on someone or only killing in certain places, the power given becomes stronger.”
Passiron narrowed his eyes, saying that was the basis of witchcraft.
“… … .”
Roen didn’t say anything more and kept his mouth shut.
“The only forces that can use this level of magic are the White Blood Cult and Eden. Of course, Derus Robert. “It would be different if the evil spirit had hidden powers.”
Passiron let out a short sigh, saying he might need to look into it a little more.
“So, can you lift the curse on this sword?”
Balkan said with an expectant look in his eyes, saying that only then would he be able to see the sword in detail.
“… … .”
Passiron examined the sword without answering and then shook his head heavily.
“I can solve it, but I can’t do it alone. As I said, more than a thousand blood has accumulated, so dozens of shamans will have to die.”
He lowered his eyes, thinking that it would take a lot of sacrifice to lift the curse of the black sword.
“Ha, it’s dirty.”
Balkan chewed his lip in bewilderment.
“Then may I take a look?”
The door to the living room opened and Denier came in. He said with a light smile that he wanted to take a look at the black sword.
“Oh, come to think of it, Hyeonmu Jeonju also studied this field.”
He clapped his hands softly as if he remembered Roen.
“okay. “I also remember the nickname omnivore.”
Balkan also nodded, saying he had heard rumors about Denier.
“It’s not omnivorous, it’s magazine-eating.”
Denier laughed and grabbed the black sword lying on the table.
“I’m not an expert in witchcraft, but I know a little bit about curses. This… hmm?”
As he was about to lift the black sword from the table, a hand appeared with a blue wind and snatched the sword away.
“I’m sorry… .”
It’s Raon. He appeared like a thunderbolt and shook his head coolly, holding his black sword in his hand.
“Jeonju cannot touch this sword.”
