Episode 320. Salvation for all (2)
Mist is the continent’s leading assassination organization and the only group that follows the Black Mist.
Ammu, the assassination secret handed down to the members of the Mist.
Excluding ‘Formula 9: Appearance of the Demon Sword’, which is only allowed to those who possess the magic sword, the highest level of secret technique can be said to be ‘Formula 8: Salvation of the Fog’.
Doesn’t it sound a bit funny when you hear it?
Salvation for an assassin who enjoys killing like a meal?
You might wonder if the name is wrong.
Do you know what’s funnier?
Among those who have passed through the Mist so far, there is not a single person who has reached the level of the 8th Form.
Not only the head of the Silica clan, but even I in my past life have never used this secret technique.
To be precise, it would be correct to say that there is nothing to write about.
At least in my past life, I never once thought about wanting to save someone.
Someone said again.
The other name for salvation is sacrifice.
Save your opponent by sacrificing everything you have.
It was said that no compensation is guaranteed for that salvation, and rather, there is a risk of losing everything.
But there is no such thing in the salvation they talk about.
It’s just an act of desire to pursue one’s own interests.
Salvation is nothing more than giving it a name.
True salvation is not a selfish desire only for oneself,
It must come from a devoted heart to save everyone, even if it means giving up everything.
He said that it was something that could finally be achieved.
But who knew?
Could it be that such an act was the ultimate in foolishness,
I never thought I would do it… … .
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“Salvation? “Did you just bring up the word ‘salvation’ in front of me?”
For Anastasia, these were truly absurd words.
How dare you bring up the word salvation in front of a savior recognized by God.
It was like an insult to her.
“You are not worthy of salvation! Of course, you cannot save others! “You can’t even be saved!”
Her hands, overflowing with emotion, gripped the holy sword even more tightly.
“There is only judgment to punish those who have played with and destroyed the order of light!”
After completing preparations for judgment, Anastasia finally flew towards Xian’s heart.
Xian did not make any move to avoid, let alone defend himself, and boldly faced the holy sword and its owner as they got closer and closer.
-Pugh
The golden blade of the holy sword pierced straight through Xian’s heart.
At this, red blood flowed from Xian’s mouth.
“This is your destiny!”
Anastasia’s face instantly filled with smiles.
Her laughter soon spread throughout subspace.
As if to share the joy, the sound gradually began to change into someone else’s laughter.
“Didn’t I tell you before, Sian?”
The owner of that changed voice was a very despairing person to Sian.
“Your fog cannot take away my light. why? Because this world is made that way!”
Eshel Bert.
The eldest son of Duke Berthe, the former owner of the Holy Sword, and the absolute target of Xian’s revenge.
There are endless words that can be used to refer to him.
But in the current situation, it can be summarized into just one thing.
The fundamental culprit that created this situation.
That night the moonlight was unusually bright.
If this savior’s sword, which he sacrificed his entire life to perfect, had not pierced his heart,
Probably wouldn’t have even come this far.
“okay. The man you were talking about, who closed his eyes in loneliness after being betrayed by the man he dedicated his life to, is probably you in his past life. “I was the one who stabbed you in the back.”
Sian didn’t answer.
“What a pity. But I won’t deny that to you. If I were to face the same situation, I would do the same thing. You said you knew the truth about me, right? Yes, that’s right! I only see myself! People other than me are nothing more than tools to complete my salvation! Father too! Imperial too! And you too!”
Sian, attracted by the voice, slowly raised his head.
The blood-filled, red-colored eyes contained the image of Anastasia, not Eshel.
“Just ask one question.”
Sian asked them in a calm voice.
“For whom is the salvation you talk about so ad nauseam?”
Anastasia snorted and answered as if it wasn’t worth answering.
“Of course it’s for everyone, right? Except you… … !”
“If you’re going to say something pretentious that doesn’t make sense, get rid of it.”
Xian interrupted Anastyasha and spoke firmly.
“The salvation you talk about is only for a few. Salvation for all? Can you really sacrifice everything you have for this world? “Not the way I see it.”
A black fog began to rise from Xian’s heart, where the holy sword pierced.
“why? Because you are not desperate! you also! “Even that child inside you!”
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-Quaaah!
The rising fog quickly spread in all directions, completely covering the area around the altar.
“It’s no use struggling! My subspace will never be destroyed by human power! Unless God comes… … !”
Her relaxed face suddenly turned sharp.
“W-what kind of energy can this be?”
The two hands holding the holy sword even trembled.
This wasn’t just a black fog.
A primal power that surpasses that of the successor.
-sssss
Xian’s eyes, which had been soaked in blood, had suddenly turned black.
The mortally wounded body also slowly changed into the form of fog, appearing as if it had become one with the fog.
“Sian Berth! “What on earth have you done?”
In a completely unexpected situation, Anastasia shouted at Xian,
“Who knew?”
“… … ?”
“Am I going to do the same thing as this idiot god?”
Xian responded in unintelligible words.
The other name for salvation is sacrifice.
If no compensation is guaranteed, there is a risk of losing everything.
Aer was once the god of black fog and reigned supreme.
Through an agreement with Lumendel, the god of light, he gave up his title as god and exiled himself to the human world.
The reason was simple.
To save countless creatures who were not saved from the light.
Just for that reason alone,
He even made the sacrifice of abandoning God’s authority.
At first glance, it may seem like a foolish and foolish act, but
At least Aer hasn’t had any regrets about what he did so far.
In this way, salvation can only be achieved if there is a sincere desire to achieve it and a sacrificial heart that can give everything.
That is the highest level and summit that humans can climb to.
-Woah!
The spreading fog cleared, and the owner of the fog, who had been hidden for a while, appeared again.
“… … ?”
Anastasia couldn’t believe her eyes.
She could no longer see Sian in her eyes.
No, it didn’t exactly look like a human being.
“What about you?”
Not a successor to power, but the true existence of the black fog itself.
Anastasia remembers the thrilling feeling she had when she first encountered the Supreme Being.
“Have you reached the level of godhood?”
I was feeling the same way about Sian right now.
“no.”
To this, Xian spoke firmly.
“I am human. “A human being no different from those out there.”
“I can’t admit it! How can someone like you be called human… … !”
-Phew!
An unpleasant sound reached Anastasia’s ears as she struggled to deny reality.
She slowly lowered her eyes, which were shaking with anxiety.
A magic sword blade full of black and red.
The tip of the blade was exactly in contact with Anastasia’s heart.
Below that, a large amount of blood was flowing down his stomach and thighs.
“W-that’s ridiculous… … .”
Anastasia couldn’t believe the current situation.
I can’t believe that I, who boasted of being the most perfect human being in both eras, was defeated so easily.
He also wrote a secret so splendid that the eye could not follow it,
It wasn’t that I used an incredible amount of force that I couldn’t handle.
The reason she suffered was so pure,
Because it was conquered.
She had been conquered by a being whose level she could not overcome, and she did not even feel the will to resist.
“Am I wrong? Or is there something wrong with this world?”
The moment when the order of light that seemed to last forever was finally destroyed by black fog.
Finally, as if everything had become meaningless, Anastasia let out a hollow laugh.
“Don’t be too happy. Because there will be no hopeful future in the new order of this world created by you… … .”
Anastasia, whose death was imminent, poured out words that were close to curses and taunted Xian.
“What order? “I never said I was going to establish order or anything like that.”
However, Xian responded to the ridicule with a laugh.
“I’m just going to leave it alone. “The world will take care of itself if we leave it anyway, so why bother establishing order?”
“Are you trying to create a disorderly world? “That’s a shortcut to chaos!”
“Humans are the ones who survive in that chaos.”
Anastasia’s mouth stopped.
“Even if it is a world filled with evil and despair, humans have to survive somehow. god? law? “There is no need for that in this world.”
Even though this land was created by supreme beings, it is humans who live and develop within it.
When the existing order disappears, there may be a brief, perhaps long, period of chaos.
However, overcoming it is entirely up to humans.
Even if we fail to overcome it and end up in destruction, responsibility for this also lies with humans.
“So, stop and get away from your vain illusions.”
-Kwasik
Xian mercilessly twisted the magic sword that pierced his heart.
“rather… … .”
Anastasia coughed up blood and spoke her last words with difficulty.
“It would have been better to just be stuck in the ice.”
After saying those words, Anastasia lowered her head.
-chin!
However, Xian did not allow this.
He immediately grabbed her hair and lifted her head up.
“Now that I think about it, I haven’t told you this yet.”
What Sian said just now was not what he said to Anastasia, who had already passed away.
It was a message to the other savior who still remained in her body and the culprit of this whole situation.
“Goodbye, brother.”
“… … !”
“Please, I hope you never meet me in your next life.”
“Ssssssssssssssssss… … !”
A desperate cry full of anger and hatred escaped from the blood-covered mouth.
“It would be even better if it didn’t appear in the world at all.”
“Aaaahhh!”
The howl soon turned into a scream of pain and despair.
The black fog that emerged from the magic sword finally covered the bodies of the two false saviors.
-sssss
The body of light engulfed in fog instantly disappeared without a trace.
Xian gazed at the brilliance of light scattering with the fog with a cozy gaze.
A situation where the revenge that one longs for and longs for has been completed.
[How do you feel?]
As always, Kayram asked how he felt towards Xian.
It was ambiguous for Xi’an to give a definitive answer.
I couldn’t say I was completely happy, but I also couldn’t say I was completely empty. It was a very dual feeling.
To put it bluntly, perhaps,
“I feel like I can’t just cry, so I have to laugh.”
I thought it was right to say this.
However, it wasn’t completely over yet.
In front of Xian, who was standing aloof, was the full body of the holy sword Durandark, still emitting golden brilliance.
Even though both owners were extinct, the sword still had strong holy power.
“Don’t you guys have to say goodbye too?”
[it’s okay. I’m tired of talking to each other now.]
Kayram flatly declined, saying there was no need for it.
However, if left as is, the situation could easily lead to another headache.
This time, Xian manifested dark attribute mana to completely annihilate the power of the holy sword.
The moment I tried to touch the manifested mana sphere to the holy sword,
-Phew!
A completely unexpected sound rang in my ears.
Feeling anxious, Sian quickly lowered his gaze and looked down.
“… … !”
A huge golden spear of unknown origin appeared and pierced through my body.
“Hey you… … .”
Soon, the voice of someone unfamiliar came from behind.
“You’re making me handle it with my own hands! Aer’s successor!”
(Continued in the next part)
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