Swordmaster's Youngest Son
/ Swordmaster's Youngest Son Chapter 307
Published at 4th of February 2022 12:01:45 PM
I pulled out the sword.
The creepy sense of bones and organs being caught on the blade of a knife was conveyed through the fingertips.
When the guardian fell, the flames of the fire, which had been burning everywhere, began to dissipate rapidly.
The many fires were disappearing as if they were all lies. Small, warm small embers were seen flying like pollen.
The flames surrounding the body of the guardian also disappeared.
Smoke flowed from the body stained with a terrible wound. Breathing was very hard, but soon calmed down as if to accept the end.
[Sara!]
Murakan quickly landed on the ground and turned into a human.
In Murakan's mind Sarah was still a long-time friend and comrade, though she was forced to fight until just now.
Though not Sarah, but a guardian modeled after her. Surely the guardian was mixed with the soul of Sarah Looncandel.
It was very cruel for Murakan to watch the end of such a guardian. Even if it was a battle he fought with his camp and colleagues to give peace to the guardian.
Quikantel also took a seat next to Murakan, transforming himself into a human being. She looked confused with a broken lower lip.
[Murakan...]
"Yes, it's me. It's Murakhan. God damn it, is the opposite sex back now? After this?”
a voice quivering with passion Murakan leaned down and took the guardian's hand. It was so cold that I couldn't believe the hand of a man who handled such a great fire with a broken body.
[Your new contractor and solderlet...]….]
At that point the guardian paused.
It was because the expression "new contractor" reminded me of what I had forgotten. Themeer died, and the glorious old Looncandel disappeared in history.
Murakan came to him late now, and the only people who kept the end of the long fight were the Runkandel Maggots, as well as Eun-ryong, who was bystander, and all the strange faces.
[......fortunately, you had the strength to defeat me.]
Sarah, what the hell is going on?
What was the end of the theme a thousand years ago? Why did Solderet make you a guardian of the tomb of Neohill, and what is the Jipple trying to get by searching his grave?
Why did Solderlet leave a story for you, not me or Missha? At the time, what were the things I didn't know and why...….
Murakhan could not possibly ask Sarah such things.
It was because he thought he was unqualified. Whatever the reason, the guilt of not being with his colleagues in those days to the end was stabbing deep within him.
Above all, Murakan was no longer the guardian dragon of Themeer. The old Looncandel was no longer his.
It was also Jin's job to learn the truth according to the arrangement of Soldierlet.
The role given to Murakan today was to support Jin as a guardian dragon.
"In the meantime... ...alone, you've had a hard time. I'm sorry."
I thought I'd hear a sharp answer, as in Shilderay.
But the guardian answered, staring directly at Murakan.
You must have suffered as much as we suffered, and there is nothing to be sorry about.
Murakan held Sarah's hand tightly without answering.
[Quickantel, by the way, it's a surprise that you came here. You and your God decided to remain neutral. Have you changed your mind?]
Even though he returned to his senses, the sense of betrayal he had for Quikantel remained the same.
"Just as you, Looncandel, take Temer's orders absolutely, I, too, cannot oppose Olta's will."
[Yes, you couldn't help it because you were a dragon. It's not that I don't understand. But, Gaza, don't forget that my brother was someone who could risk his life for you at any time.]
Jean's eyes widened at the word "orabunny."
Sarah Looncandel, she was the brother of Themeer.
[Please don't let your high-flying god sit on the sidelines in the fight that he's going to have to go through.]
Quikantel also could not answer anything like Murakan.
But apart from the sense of betrayal, Sarah wasn't really hating or loathing Quikantel.
[Still, thanks for one thing. Thanks to you, I was able to escape the right to kill Murakhan and that child with my own hands.]
As he said, without Quikantel's power, Qin would not have been able to cut off the guardian.
The guardian made eye contact with the gin.
[Gin Looncandel.]
"Yes, Lord Sarah."
[Truely, it's been a long time since I've lost. Tired of the old fighting that lasted so long, I showed you a bad appearance.]
"You've been here alone for a thousand years, so it wasn't so bad."
The white bones of the old wizards that filled the subspace were no longer visible. When the fire broke out, it all became ashes and disappeared.
Colleagues who were putting up protective shields in the back approached Jin's'
They didn't have any memories with Sarah like Murakhan or Quikantel, nor did they have any kind of debt as descendants like Qin.
Nevertheless, I couldn't feel bad for Sarah, who was trying to kill them.
It was because I knew what time she had endured without hearing any explanation.
Also, colleagues were feeling helpless.
In order to fight with Jean, it occurred to me that I should not live as complacent as before.
[Thank you for thinking that way. Qin, my distant descendant.]
"Speak."
[What about Looncandel now?]
"It's nothing compared to the days I haven't been through."
[Jipple will still control the world as it pleadingly.]
Jean nodded.
The guardian was feeling the chill of death because of the spirit of continuing to escape.
The sound of the wind came from his trembling lips.
[We've put a big burden on you.]
"To be a contractor of solderlet and to be handed down the will of our ancestors has always been an opportunity rather than a burden. So you don't have to think like that."
It really was.
Compared to the miserable life I had before my return, this life was nothing short of a blessing.
Nor did Qin inherit the will of the old Looncandel.
He's just pioneering the new life he's been given to him.
[He's got a knack for saying nice things. Come, come closer.]
The guardian could not see straight the camp, which was just around the corner. He's completely blind.
Gilly patted Murakan's shoulder looking at him from the back, and Enya held Quikantel's hand.
[From now on, the teenage knight Sarah Looncandel, the guardian of the tomb of Temer Looncandel, will be handed down to Jean Looncandel what I have.]
Jean bowed her head.
Then, the guardian's entire body was suddenly exposed to the lun letters that had never been seen before.
'Lun Text......?'
There was a light on the spot where the missing arm was supposed to be, and on the chest with a hole.
The rune letters contained the Magum Beech of Looncandel, which Sarah Looncandel had accomplished throughout her life.
"Sarah Looncandel, Umbrella"
It was not the arrangement of the Soldier, but the legacy of the guardian's full will.
As the soul came out, the rune letters from Sarah's body seeped into Qin. Every time the letters were engraved, the memories Sarah had gained from making an up-hwa were sent to Jin.
Like the unique method of transmitting memories of the Ming Dynasty shown by Boras, the king of O2 in the past, or the traditional magic of the Haster.
I was hoping to find a suitable man to use this sword. One small wish fits.]
Unlike the words of the guardian's run, which had been engraved on his body so far, he was not usually seen. It only shines when the fire is out.
"......you're giving me an unexpected big gift.”
[Will you only give me the consolation you have given me? I am now at rest thanks to you.]
Sarah's body was disintegrating into particles of spirit. Young-gi, who was flowing instead of blood, slowly began to wind around Jin's body as fine powder flew into the sky.
As in Shilderay, Jin was about to enter another subspace containing an old story.
"Do you have anything to say, Ser Sarah?"
[I hope everyone's not too tired.]
Not ' 아닌네가' but everyone.
Murakan and Quikantel flinched at the words and clenched their teeth.
I hoped she'd rather resent her for coming so late.
But on her way out, instead of leaving such vicious words.
It left a brief reminder of the lonely fight that lasted a thousand years.
[Finally...... I can go to my brother and colleagues.]
Soon the body of the guardian was completely transformed into a particle of spirituality.
As Chin and her colleagues paid a brief silent tribute for her, Young-ki swirled softly, creating a small noise.
"I'm going to disappear into another subspace for a while. Don't panic and wait, everyone."
It's... it's... it's.
Like then, a distant voice came from somewhere.
......stop... ...do it, do it......Dell.
...... do ...... do it, sa...….
I can't hear well, but the voice belonged to someone Jean knew better than anyone else.
It's the voice of Murakan.…!'
Other colleagues could not hear the voice.
He turned his head and looked at Murakhan, but he, too, seemed unable to hear his old voice.
It only sounds to Jean.
In the midst of a voice echoing, the swirling spirit completely enveloped the camp.
Soon after, Young-ki's particles disappeared, his colleagues were forced to stare vaguely at where Jean and Sarah had been.
Chin, who opened his eyes again, faced the empty darkness all over, like the first grave.
subspace in subspace
Unlike the first tomb, however, this space was not fully preserved at a glance.
Between the darkness was filled with hideous cracks, and the entire subspace was shaking as if an earthquake had occurred.
Also, the ominous noise caused by the collapse of space was constantly scratching the eardrum.
As Sarah was injured in a long fight, this subspace she had was also destroyed.
Jean took a walk intuitively, understanding the fact.
In the direction of the voice, it was to find the side with the recording device left by Solderlet.
A moment later a huge grayish sphere came into view.
As closer to the sphere, Murakan's voice, which had been blurred, was becoming clear.
We have to stop him...….
We have to stop him, Sarah Looncandel.
One scene from a thousand years ago that the sphere was showing was Murakan and Sarah talking.
The two men were covered in blood as if they had just finished their battle, and their clothes and armor were torn apart.
Sarah glared at Murakhan.
What do you mean you have to stop? You're not going to kill her, are you going to kill her? Your guy, he's telling me to give up the family...…?
Murakan did not answer the words, only touching his forehead as if exhausted.
Chapter end
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