I Became a Tyrant of the Defense Game - Episode 659
◈ 659. [Side Story] Last Night On Earth (2)
“Why, have you never been like that? There was a time when I hated the morning coming.”
smithy. Kelly Bay's Workshop.
Hannibal suddenly said something like that while infusing spirit into the equipment..
Kelly Bay, who was enchanting equipment next to him, looked over to see what the little assistant was talking about..
“Because I don’t want to get out of the blanket. Because I don’t want to go to work. Because I just want to sleep all day. I wish the morning would never come like this. I want to stay in bed for a week.”
“That's what you thought, Yonsuk.…….”
“Hi-Hi. Honestly, everyone has thought about this at least once or twice, right? is not it? Am I the only one like this??”
If morning never comes.
If the world were to suddenly perish.
While living in a cruel reality, many people have an imagination that they try at least once..
But no matter how much I prayed under the blanket, the sun would rise and the world would become bright.…….
Hannibal raised his head and looked at the dark sky outside the blacksmith shop..
Even though it was around noon, the sky was extremely dark. Beyond the shimmering curtain of darkness, only the shape of the sun sways vaguely..
“But the morning doesn't really come, and the world is falling apart... … I can't believe it, really..”
“…….”
Kelly Bay, who was looking at the assistant sullenly, gestured..
“How old are you? You lied about your age so much that I’m confused..”
“Me? I'm only fourteen now..”
“Seeing the destruction of the world at the age of fourteen…….”
A clicking sound came from the mouth of the old dwarf..
“I shouldn't be working like this right now, I should just go out and have fun.?”
“Where can we go and have fun when everything is dark? And do you know? Will the one spirit I have given play a decisive role in saving the world??”
“How dare you say such nonsense.”
Kelly Bay, who was mumbling, eventually noticed a customer at the entrance of the workshop and snorted..
“Hey, your dad is here again. Go and have lunch..”
When Hannibal, surprised, looked at the entrance to the blacksmith shop, there was an embarrassed Zenith standing there, smiling and waving her hands. Opposite him, holding a basket of lunch in his hand..
“Well, my son is always causing trouble.…….”
Then, the female priest who followed Zenith - Rosetta, the head of the church - scolded her..
“Why are you so scared? Do you want to accumulate Ethan points again? Straighten your shoulders proudly! Tell me your business straight away!”
“Well, then… … Huh! Hey boy! You know that this blacksmith shop won’t run properly without my son, right?! They know that because I’m coming after feeding the baby! No complaints?!”
Hannibal covered his face with both hands in front of his crazy father's lion's hood..
“Aww, father too. Because you're so polarizing…….”
Kelly Bay laughed out loud because it was absurd..
“Still good?”
“…….”
While twisting his body awkwardly, Hannibal smiled brightly and took off his work gloves..
“Then, I will come back after lunch. You can eat too, father-in-law.!”
“Oh no. Have a good meal.”
Hastily wiping the sweat from his face with a towel, Hannibal rushed towards the two priests..
Kelly Bay watched quietly as the three people left the blacksmith shop, talking about various things..
“…….”
The back of my already dead son kept appearing overlapping the shadows of those three happy people..
Kelly Bay shook his head to shake off his idle thoughts and shouted towards the inside of the blacksmith shop..
“Let’s all have lunch together! get some rest!”
“yes-!”
The blacksmiths who were waiting for lunch answered in unison..
Even though the end of the world is just around the corner and you are busy making equipment for the decisive battle, you must eat properly and rest to maintain your efficiency..
Boxed lunches were distributed at the top of Winter Silver. Kelly Bay picked up her share of the sandwich, but couldn't put it to her mouth. I had no appetite at all..
‘kellyson…….’
The illusion of his dead son was still lingering in front of his eyes, not going away..
‘wait. Because I will participate in this final battle too..’
If the opponent is the king of those monsters.
No matter what I do, I will end up giving it a blow with these two hands, a hammer and a chisel..
It doesn't matter if it doesn't become a requiem for my dead son. It doesn't matter if it's just a mess left in my head.
The resentment and resentment that could not go away just by hitting the equipment here was gradually growing in my heart..
Before it could swell further and explode, Kelly Bay decided to rush in front of the enemy..
‘Whether I live or die, it will be decided this time..’
If death can make things easier, that would be a good ending in its own way..
To gain strength even though she has no appetite, Kelly Bay tries to bring the sandwich to her mouth.…….
“Hey, Kelly Bay! It's a big deal!”
A dwarf came running in from outside shouting..
“Unofficial… … The remains of Geronimo have been discovered!”
“……!”
“It is said to have been discovered far south of the Southern Plains explosion site! It looks like it was blown away by the explosion. They're fixing it now and bringing it to Crossroads.…….”
geronimo.
It was a ship handcrafted by Kelly Bay a long time ago, the flagship of the World Defense Front, and during the battle with the Lord of the Flies, it carried the corpse of a man who was about to blow himself up... … The secret ship that Kellyson drove until the end.
Kelly Bay threw the sandwich on the floor and ran out of the blacksmith shop..
The recovered remains of Geronimo were already being brought into Crossroads City on a cart. Kelly Bay stood in front of the cart with trembling legs..
Most of them were meaningless pieces and fragments that could not even be called wrecks, but only one of them maintained its intact shape..
A statue in the shape of a siren installed on the bow of the ship. [A firm superstition].
Nightmare Legion Commander, 8th in rank, a Nightmare Slayer and artifact forged from the magic core of Ghost Privateer Fleet Commander Bernard Fokker..
This is its unique characteristic - just like the effect of 'Unbreakable', it did not break and maintained its original form even in the enormous explosion..
Even part of the bow within the area of effect..
“…….”
Kelly Bay touched the remains of the ship that was like her child with trembling hands, and at the same time thought about her children who were on this ship..
I thought it disappeared without even leaving a trace..
It stayed like this.
- On this front, this world still needs a pat on the back.
Suddenly, Kelly Thorn's last voice rang in my mind..
- Survive. And our species... … No, I can take care of this world.
Kelly Bay's strong hands tightly grasped [Solid Superstition]..
“……Why did you come back now?.”
Kelly Bay closed her eyes tightly..
“Make me weak, damn it…….”
The back of the old dwarf blacksmith, who had been trying to control his emotions for a while, was watched by a mixture of human and dwarf blacksmiths with worried eyes..
***
After officially becoming part of the World Defense Front, the Holy Grail expedition led by Verdandi came to live in the Crossroads..
However, after the death of his younger brother Skuld, Verdandi became uncomfortable living at Crossroads..
Living in this city where my younger brother died was hard on my mind, as if I was sitting on a thorn cushion..
So Verdandi stayed alone in his former residence in the dungeon below the lake..
It was the same today. After training with his colleagues at Crossroads, Verdandi returned to his hideout in the dungeon alone..
5The space where the water supply connects between District 6 and District 6. This is where water leaking from a broken pipe seeps into the dug-out stone wall..
Nameless grass and moss were growing in abundance around this narrow passage where clear water flowed, which was rare in the dungeon..
There was a small dirt field next to the waterway. Verdandi sat casually next to the dirt field..
And staring into space with sunken golden eyes... … I coldly sharpened the hatred burning inside me like a blade..
After Skuld died, Verdandi became noticeably quieter. Emotional expression gradually disappeared..
She wanted to become a dagger. She wanted to be a very sharp blade.
For the decisive battle against the Black Dragon.
And in order to exterminate every last one of those hateful monsters.…….
Verdandi took out the dagger [Isageum] from his pocket and glared at it. The dagger made from the enemy's molars was oozing with black energy..
Saaaa…….
The energy that escaped from the dagger went up her arms and into her body. Verdandi didn’t bother to stop it..
To kill the darkness, you need to get close to it..
It's just the process.…….
“……?”
It was then. Verdandi's eyes widened slightly. Her gaze was directed to the dirt field next to the waterway..
“uh?”
Verdandi let out a confused sound and carelessly sheathed the dagger in his hand. The darkness that had been creeping out was also sucked into the sheath..
Verdandi urgently approached the dirt field with knee steps..
This dirt field had been cultivated for the past hundred years while exploring the Holy Grail in the dungeon..
Just as we found the impossible Holy Grail without giving up, a place where we planted seeds while waiting for sprouts that never sprouted..
Just as I could not give up even though I knew there was no hope, I continued to plant seeds even though I knew they would not sprout. It was the crystallization of such lingering regret..
And, in that dirt field-
“……bud?”
Tiny, tiny sprouts were sprouting light green shoots..
The last thing I planted were the sunflower seeds Ash gave me. That happened over two years ago, but now the seeds are blooming.?
‘Now you come? why? why?’
Suddenly, a possibility crossed Verdandi's mind..
“……!”
Verdandi got up from his seat and ran urgently..
After entering the base camp, take the teleport gate to Crossroads and run through the midday city immersed in complete darkness.-
I came to the south gate site, which had now almost completed restoration, and was out of breath..
“Haha, haha, haha……!”
What Verdandi was looking down at was the spot where his younger sister Skuld died..
The younger brother, who had summoned the trunk and roots of the World Tree, assimilated into the tree and died, leaving only the base of the dead tree where his body was cut down..
At the base of that tree... … It was also sprouting.
New blue sprouts.
“ah……!”
Verdandi let out a sigh and knelt down in front of the base..
The roots of the World Tree, summoned by Skuld at the cost of his life, spread their enormous vitality throughout the southern part of the continent..
The aftermath spreads and spreads... … It was spread to the land below the lake and grew a seed that had not stirred for many years..
And, at the bottom of this place.
Even from the tree where the Fairy Queen herself fell and died, strong life was sprouting..
Even in a world where the sun never rises. Even in a world where winter is approaching.
“why?”
As a cold wind blew, without even realizing it, I quickly stretched out my hand and wrapped it around the bud... … Verdandi muttered softly..
“why……?”
Why do you want to live like this? Why do I want to live like this?.
I can not know.
Because life is fleeting. Because nature is indifferent.
Beldandi muttered in a tearful voice while hugging the base as if hugging it with her body..
“You were so bad, Schooled.…….”
The sprouts that sprouted from the spot where my younger brother fell and died, and the sprouts that sprouted from the abandoned field in that dungeon..
Verdandi will be saved. We will nurture it so that it grows fully. Because that's the last legacy Schooled left behind..
And for that…….
Verdandi himself will have to live..
“really… … It was bad…….”
The emotions that had disappeared for so long appeared clearly on Verdandi's face..
Most of it was sadness.
Even the slightest bit of relief was with us..
***
hook!
A huge silver fist crossed the air..
Kuilan was training alone in the barracks training hall..
Under the dark sky, each time his silver sword crossed the air, it seemed as if a faint halo of light was spreading..
To others, it may seem like he's training alone, but in reality, Kuilan wasn't that relaxed..
《Is that all, forty-four??!》
“…….”
Phantoms of werewolves made of darkness have been attacking Kuilan from all over..
Kuilan was throwing punches and kicks into the air to defeat the illusions..
《With that much murderous intent! With that much spirit! What on earth can you kill? Is that all you hate??!》
Illusions poured in from all directions, shouting. Kuilan gritted his teeth..
‘If I had fought only with my mouth, I think I would have sat in the devil's seat, my ancestor.…….’
Nightmare Slayer made from the magical core of the Wolf King Lunared, [Slayer of the Full Moonlight]].
Every time I was in an emergency, this damn leather cloak whispered in my mind. Tell him to hand himself over to you. Then I will solve the situation for you..
I didn't even pretend to listen until then, but during the last Lord of the Flies situation, the situation was so urgent that I ended up throwing up my hands..
In return for borrowing its power, the leather stuck to Kuilan's body... … After that, the phantoms often made a fuss and attacked Kuilan..
The purpose was one.
《Now your body is perfect. So hand it over to me! I'll be much more useful to you than you.!》
“…….”
《Then, I will blow away the jaws of everyone, including Black Dragon and Nabal! It won't be a loss-making business for you either.?》
Maybe, really. If you hand over your body to this nightmare, you might be able to land a clean blow on the black dragon..
The problem is that this nightmare, the Black Dragon, is not the only target to attack. It was obvious that he would extend his fist to his fellow ally as well..
Is that all? He might try to destroy Inse, just like the original Wolf King Lunared did..
In the end, it was just a difference in method, but whether this guy or the black dragon, the enemy of the world was the same..
‘I've overcome it well so far…….’
Gradually, the frequency and intensity of the illusions' attacks became more intense. As he defeated the oncoming phantoms one by one, Kuilan felt his strength growing stronger..
‘How much longer can I hold on??’
next few days? Or a few months?
No matter when, Kuilan gave this leather cloak… … And he planned to compete before his body was taken over by the nightmare sleeping inside..
Either find a way to subdue the nightmare and make it yours once and for all, or.
‘Either commit suicide before your body is completely taken away..’
Whoop-!
After blowing away the last approaching illusion with a back kick,.
Kuilan calmed his rough breathing and adjusted his posture. White vapor billowed out over his muscular back..
‘……The shape of the fist is becoming more and more like the illusions..’
Fighting against the illusions, Kuilan's fist gradually becomes the first Maple Fist... … It was a return to that violent, primitive fist..
I hated to admit it, but my immediate power was increasing. And what was needed when fighting the black dragon was immediate power..
“…….”
Kuilan calms his breathing with a long sigh..
“Oh my god!”
A subordinate from the punishment unit came rushing in in a huff..
When Kuilan looked back in confusion, his subordinate urgently shouted,.
“Yu, Yoon... … They say Princess Yun has regained consciousness.!”
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