Part 2 Episode 140
autumn
after that.
Leon’s life was completely turned upside down.
Instead of holding a sword and training every day.
There was never a day when a bottle of liquor fell from his hand.
I just stare blankly at the sky with unfocused eyes and end up drinking.
Then, when the drink ran out, he took out a new drink and held it.
A life like a complete waste.
Mervinger’s blond hair, which was a symbol, became dull and lost its shine.
It has been a long time since the emerald green eyes lost their power and became completely dead.
Either that or not.
Jump, jump!
As soon as Leon felt the slightest bit of intoxication had subsided, he poured alcohol into his mouth.
Ugh-
I guess it’s because it’s a fairly high-alcohol drink.
As soon as I drank it, I felt intoxicated.
My eyes naturally closed.
And when it pops up again.
“… what?”
He frowned at the familiar sight.
A place with a large old tree.
It was the foot of the mountain where he had trained in the past.
No matter how much time had passed, the sword marks on the old tree had completely disappeared.
The floor, which had been bare due to Leon’s footwork, was now overgrown with weeds.
The sword he had thrown away was still sitting there.
Slightly buried in small weeds and dirt.
It looks like he came here unconsciously while drunk.
“Tsk… !”
At that time, I had a headache due to a hangover.
Leon tried to drink out of habit.
But I don’t know if I spilled it all or drank it when I came here, but there was nothing left in the bottle.
“Because it’s unlucky.”
Maybe it’s because I’m sober and I’m in a familiar place.
A bad memory came to mind for no reason.
Cheaeng!
Leon nervously threw the bottle and turned around.
That’s exactly what I was trying to do.
But the moment you try to do that.
“… .”
A flower caught his eye.
A pure white flower standing alone in front of an old tree.
It had no name and was one of the many nameless weeds I saw while climbing up and down the mountain.
It is a flower that generally grows in groups of dozens… .
Seeing him alone, Leon unconsciously felt a sense of kinship.
Because originally, he should have belonged to the Mervinger family.
Is that why?
The way the flowers swayed in the wind looked particularly beautiful.
Leon looked at the sight as if he were fascinated and made a flower bed by piling stones around the flowers to prevent them from getting damaged.
It was to protect against wind and rain.
* * *
The flower lived much longer than Leon thought.
I thought I would die in a few weeks at most.
It had been maintaining its vivid appearance for several months already.
So Leon began to decorate the flower bed little by little by placing dull stones around the flowers.
Then they brought stones of more different colors, and sometimes they even went down the mountain to buy various ornaments.
As a result, the flower bed became more beautiful day by day.
So much so that even I feel proud just watching it.
As I decorated the flower bed and looked after the flowers, I naturally became distant from alcohol.
‘Because you can’t take care of flowers when you’re drunk.’
But if anything has a beginning, it has an end.
It was a flower that was carefully cared for, but it withered in the cold winter.
It wasn’t just flowers.
Other grasses that were growing nearby also turned brown and withered.
The ornately decorated flower bed could not have looked so unsightly.
My heart ached.
Is it because they gave me that much affection?
Or is it because he is like himself, unable to overcome his innate limitations and falling down?
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My emotions rose stronger than I expected.
“alcohol.”
I need a drink.
I wanted to completely wash away this unpleasant feeling.
So Leon spent the winter intoxicated again.
And it was around the time when spring passed and early summer began.
Suddenly, I remembered a flower bed I had forgotten about.
“… “It was probably around this time last year that I discovered flowers and decorated the flower bed.”
I was curious.
What does it look like now?
Leon got up and headed towards the mountain.
And when he arrived at the place where the flower bed was, he couldn’t help but be surprised.
“What is this…?” .”
This was because the flowers and grass, which were thought to have died as the cold winter came, bloomed more colorfully than before.
That wasn’t all.
This time, there were tons of flowers that I had never seen before.
The scenery of nature itself, not the flower beds I had decorated, was so beautiful.
“It’s blooming again…” ?”
Leon muttered.
Even this will wither again when winter comes.
When spring comes, it will bloom again as if it never happened before.
“… .”
In the end, Leon stared blankly at the flower bed for a while.
Tuk.
I threw the liquor bottle I was holding onto the floor.
Then, without hesitation, he walked to the flower bed and picked up a sword from the floor inside.
Because it had been neglected for a long time, it looked rusty and dirty in places.
Still, he didn’t care what the sword was like.
All you have to do is remove the rust, and shake off the dirty mud.
Also, as it was my first time holding a sword in a long time, I felt quite as awkward as when I first learned how to use a sword.
Like a flower that blooms again no matter how cold winter gets.
All I had to do was start again.
“Me too.”
What happens if you can’t use magic?
What if I don’t have any talent for swordsmanship?
No matter how harsh reality killed my body and mind, I just had to get back up again.
like that.
After four years of wandering, Leon swung his sword again.
* * *
Hwaaaaaaa!
“… !”
The light surrounding the surroundings disappears.
The golden lion returned to reality.
His face contained numerous emotions.
Sadness, longing, loneliness, etc.
And when he looked down at the numbing pain, he saw a spear piercing his chest.
Right after the golden lion fell into thoughts of the past, Elric’s spear pierced his body.
Cough!
As soon as he realized this, red blood spurted out of his mouth.
thud!
One knee of the golden lion hit the floor.
My body began to lose strength.
And yet.
He didn’t even frown.
Rather, he just stared at the spear stuck in his chest.
“… “Is that what happened?”
Memories of the distant past that were so precious.
However, as we lived for a long time, the memories naturally weathered away and disappeared.
The power of Mother Nature unleashed by Elric reminded me of that.
“Mervinger… .”
The golden lion called out to Elric in a grave voice.
“What have you done?”
“… .”
“What on earth did you do… “You were able to retrieve my memories?”
“I don’t know either.”
Elric responded with an emotionless face.
“You probably know better. “Because it’s your memory.”
“is it.”
The Golden Lion smiled bitterly.
I had a rough guess.
What is contained within oneself.
desire.
Could it not have been created through the world of images?
“then… “What is this?”
The Golden Lion frowned as he saw the spear piercing his chest.
“What is this that is neither magic nor martial arts?”
Everything came together.
The magic of the four seasons, various martial arts, and the power of demons.
Even golden lions that have lived for thousands of years have never seen anything like it.
Only a straight line.
It was a long line.
Is that why?
Even though I saw it in person, I couldn’t describe Elric’s skills in one word.
At this, Elric was silent for a moment and then slowly opened his mouth.
“wind.”
“… wind?”
The golden lion looked at Elric as if asking what that meant.
Elric answered while nodding his head lightly.
“The fruit I got from seeing your sword plant.”
The golden lion sword that Elric had ever seen.
Everyone who stood in front of him was swept away like fallen leaves in a cold wind.
Nothing could stop it.
It’s literally overwhelming.
Looks unobstructed.
It was like a storm.
A storm that moves forward regardless of whether there are huge rocks or mountains in its path.
And in the past, when I watched the battle of the strong in Mirka’s arrangement.
Elric did not only gain enlightenment from Mirka, Shawn, and King Yulho.
Among them was the golden lion in front of me.
The best in the world.
There was no reason not to take a peek at his skills.
“… “You learned it from my sword?”
“okay.”
Seeing Elric answering as if it was obvious, the Golden Lion laughed in bewilderment.
It was something I would never have believed if someone else had said it.
How can you learn a skill that you have spent your entire life learning just by looking at it?
However, the person who said that now was Elric and no one else.
Until now, I have never shown it outwardly.
As I became attached to Elric, I never failed to be amazed by his incredible growth rate.
In fact, didn’t Mirka’s level of imagination rise all at once?
Tsk-
The golden lion thought about that and clicked his tongue as if bitter.
It was such a contrast to the dull person he was.
Some say for a thousand years.
I had to go through rigorous training every day, with my palms torn and pus bursting, to finally reach my current level.
Some people surpass that in just a few years.
I thought it was truly obscene.
We are the same people living in the same world, so how can there be such a difference?
Cough!
As soon as the thought reached that point, red blood poured out from the golden lion’s mouth.
He lowered his head and looked helplessly at the blood staining the floor.
Then, his sword, broken in two, came into view.
A sword that has never broken no matter what opponent it has faced so far.
The golden lion felt as if it was representing his feelings.
The end of everything.
The achievements accumulated so far will not increase any further.
Your time will stop like this forever.
But more than anything else.
The Golden Lion felt mixed emotions about the fact that he had not reached his dream goal.
‘In the end, he didn’t become a god.’
Although he had already reached the level of a demigod.
He wasn’t satisfied there.
No, exactly, it couldn’t be done.
Because in his mind, Mervinger’s extinction did not stop at just killing all the survivors.
To destroy their legacy and spirit.
In other words, the complete disappearance of Mervinger.
As if it never happened from the beginning.
The Golden Lion’s true goal was to completely erase the Mervinger family from history.
However, there were beings that he must overcome in order to achieve his goal.
It is the progenitor and the demon god.
By awakening to his own ‘state of drama’, he became aware of both existences.
The ghosts that do not disappear but remain in Mervinger’s blood and continue the unfinished war.
And as a golden lion, it was necessary to enter the realm of gods in order to deal with them.
If you don’t, you’ll never be able to deal with them.
Rise to the level of god.
It was something that others would laugh at if they heard it.
‘But I did it.’
Through great effort, he eventually realized eternal life and became a demigod.
Is that why?
The Golden Lion was confident.
No matter how dull you are, there is nothing you cannot achieve as long as eternal time exists.
Be it God or whatever.
‘But it ends like this… .’
But despite that fact,
The Golden Lion was defeated.
Right here.
Wizard who swallowed talent
