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Never touch Eldmia Egga - Episode 523

[523[Tuesday] Dragon Slayer Dragon Slayer

Without fail, Epaga read my thoughts and shook his head as if he was pitiful, denying my hypothesis..

[Don't think strange thoughts. Those who build their own feats all start that way. So did I.]

"yes?"

I had definitely heard that he had ascended to heaven, but I was a bit taken aback because I didn't expect him to suddenly reveal a story from the past like this. However, Mr. Epaga just waved his hand as if it was no big deal and continued his explanation..

[It is literally nothing more than a fragment, and even if mortals discover it, it is at the level of being dismissed as divine power. It's like a small spark, so if you continue normally, it will remain the same, but if you continue like this, it will gradually grow in size. It's up to you.]

"What should I do when the world treats me poorly?."

[...Even though I can read your thoughts and memories, it gets confusing when you suddenly use those words. Anyway, there's no way to do anything about it..]

While saying that, Ephakar naturally rested her chin on the throne, stroked her hair with her other hand, thought briefly, and then opened her mouth again..

[I think the reason I was able to get here even though I didn't specifically call you was because of the convenience. The dragon's blood had an effect, but it seems that Este's strength became stronger after absorbing the remnants of the evil spirit..]

"Oh, I still wanted to ask you something. Is it possible this time??"

[Looking at your reaction now, it seems somewhat possible. For reference, Este originally had that kind of personality. To be more precise, it would be true that he had that kind of personality in the past..]

It was definitely something I wanted to ask first, but why did I end up in a situation where I couldn't understand anything even though he said it so accurately?.

Ephaga is the one who reads my thoughts without me having to say anything. Instead of asking questions, I sat cross-legged so that I could listen comfortably. Epaga laughed as if I was dumbfounded, but continued to kindly explain..

[The holy spear Este that I used before ascending to heaven still exists on the continent. It is unknown what situation it was in because the connection was lost, but it is probably in the hands of the Demon King's army along with other holy relics. The Este in your sword is more like an unintended result of the excessive use of divine power when I personally intervened and punished it..]

To sum up, Epagar's divine power was inserted into the sword that had risen in rank while doing the achievement work together with me, and the beauty copying bug occurred. Epacah was amazed at my natural ability to summarize and pressed his temples as if he was in pain, but did not stop talking..

[Actually, I don't know why this result came out. Este was a weapon with an ego from the beginning, and only because I ascended to heaven was it treated as a holy object. Even in his lifetime as a mortal, he had never heard of a relic with an ego being born in this way, so he could only say that it was an unusual case..]

"...So, is Seongchang Este’s personality very different??"

[It is a natural process for a being with self to mature..]

Indeed, I was convinced at once. I guess this is because I’m more mature than him..

After explaining about esthetics, Epaga told me as if it was no big deal that there would be changes in magic power and other things due to being covered in a bowl of dragon's blood. He also first mentioned the questions that arose while listening to you. gave it.

[There is no way to stop the divinity that has already been embraced from growing. Because it's like proof of the impact your actions have had on the world. As I said at the beginning, if you just live an ordinary life, it will only be convenient. However, if you continue to follow the path you have chosen, it will continue to grow. I don't know how far you can reach, but you will see for yourself the changes it will bring. What I'm saying is not good.]

"Why??"

I didn't think it was because I had a preconceived notion. No matter how much Effa says, I am not the kind of person who listens to everything and carries it out like a faithful believer..

Fortunately, this time, as soon as I had any questions, the answer came back..

[What we are having now is not just a conversation. It is like a revelation to believers. And revelation becomes a burden on mortals as they try to understand more information. To give you an example based on your memory... you end up in a similar situation where you gain too much knowledge at once and your brain becomes overloaded..]

"...It's going to bounce off.."

[Even if you wake up, it will bounce back to the extent that there will be an aftereffect. There is a reason why revelation is abstract. This is still appropriate..]

After listening to the explanation, I now understand the mental burden that comes and goes every time we talk..

In the end, revelation is a type of information download..

If I have a lot of information, I don't have to receive it, so the burden is small, but if I have information that I don't have, I have to receive it, so it costs a lot of data. If it exceeds the level you can handle, you will be forcibly ejected due to excessive data and return to your real body..

[In that sense, I can't say much about Magyeong yet. For now, just know that it is a trace left behind by an evil spirit when he died on the continent..]

As proof of that, just hearing what I had just said made me stumble as if half my face had been blown off. Epaga continued speaking without me even having time to come to my senses, as I was shocked more than all the long conversations we had previously combined..

[The last question is...]

I hurriedly tried to regain consciousness, but it wasn't easy because it seemed like it had already left my hand. Epaga noticed this and answered with a smile as he saw me trying to hold on..

[This is because pure-blooded dragons absolutely hate mixed-bloods..]

That smile looked somewhat pitiful, not like a god, but it was not at all pitiful in comparison to the destructive power of the information that came out of his mouth..

"Hey, warrior.!"

I opened my eyes in shock comparable to hearing the story about Demon Lord..

"Are you awake, warrior?!"

"Thank you, ancestors..."

As I opened my eyes, I twitched as if in a panic, and before I had time to understand the situation, people came rushing in and started asking me how I was doing..

While half of them were familiar faces, while the other half, the beastmen, were quite shocked by the fact that they were completely unfamiliar faces, a familiar face approached those who were eagerly offering prayers of thanks to Epaga or the ancestral spirits and greeted them with a glass of water..

"Did you sleep well??"

"...how much did i sleep?"

"If I slept until tomorrow, it would have been exactly a week. People were so worried. I didn't wake up at dawn on purpose to avoid confusion.?"

"Would you ask how long that guy slept?."

It's like a 6-day deep sleep. I painfully realize why the process of receiving revelations for saints and saints is carried out under strict security. After coming to my senses by drinking the cold water that Emmet gave me, I relaxed my shoulders and neck, checked that there was nothing wrong, and got out of bed with as light a movement as possible..

It was intended to reassure clergy who were so moved that they would cry, but it was also because people would cling to them to the point where it would be difficult to get out of bed..

"I need to visit the saint and the warchief.."

Fortunately, those who were tired from caring for me no longer blocked me..

As I left the ger with Emmett, I was greeted by a camp so splendid that it could not be compared to my last memory. Perhaps because it was a funeral and a festival, there were mats and barrels spread out in all directions, so the festival could start at any time as long as it was filled with people and food..

I was at a loss for words because the preparations were much grander than expected, so rather than asking Emmet for an explanation, I decided to just collect the beauty treatment first..

"Are you feeling okay??"

"yes. I don't think I slept for a long time because there was a problem, but it was just an adjustment process.."

"adaptation...?"

"You said it was a little influenced by dragon's blood.."

"Who... Oh, it was a revelation.."

To Emmett, who reacted calmly without any surprise, I just nodded without further explanation..

Actually, I didn't have any intention of explaining every single detail, but the only thing that filled my mind right now was Epaga's last answer, so I didn't have time to worry about it..

My last question is 'Why does Iranorev call the demons illegitimate children?' was.

To this, Epaga replied that she was of mixed race. Thanks to this, I began to understand why, among the numerous races on the continent, only the dragons and demons can use magical power and even have horns on their heads..

At the same time, the expression ‘pure-blooded dragons’ also bothered me..

I thought for sure that it was just Iranorev who was going crazy and causing a damn disease, but if he was really just one of many pureblood dragons, the story gets a little more complicated. There's no way that there won't be more crazy dragons who have some kind of connection among themselves and fly in angry saying that Iranorev is dead..

How many more of these bastards are there? So far, if it's just that Iranorev has been acting like a black consumer and been putting up with it,?

In the first place, it may be a needless worry since dragons are not very interested in the secular world, but it seemed necessary to have a conversation with the saint about this matter..

With that in mind, I arrived at the place where Iranoreff's body was, and Este, who must have sensed my presence from afar, kept dropping his sword..

"It looks like a puppy wagging its tail when it recognizes its owner.."

"One dog is enough."

As soon as I put my hand on the doorknob, sighing at the brutality of this guy who was so loud that I was worried that he might even wake up the sleeping people, Este's rapid-fire words filled my mind. Even though it wasn't my intention, I felt a little sorry and listened to everything until the end..

When she started complaining repeatedly about how she could be left like this for 6 days, she brought out an esthetician along with a proper apology. As Epa said, I felt that my strength had increased after picking up the remnants of the evil spirit..

If it weren't for the excessively focused attention and intermittent exclamations, I would have cut Iranoreff's corpse a few times... but for now, I decided to put my regrets aside and head to the saint's ger..

There was no need to wake the sleeping saint directly. As soon as I left the ger I was staying in, someone must have hurriedly arrived and woke the saint, and by the time I almost arrived at the ger, the saint had already come out..

"You're not late for your appointment.?"

When I asked the saintess, who could not hide her surprised expression, a question as if it were a light joke, the look of resentment returned to my face..