Academy of Genius Knife-Episode 128
#128
‘This is···!’
Ronan's eyes grew larger. The Savior's sword was very similar to the butterfly. The drifter I encountered in the Southern Damsel taught me.
However, there was a difference in the level. I could only tell from that short strike. The Navi Rosé is the most decent swordsmanship Ronan has ever seen. Although it belonged, it was only a crude artifact compared to the Savior's Sword. His hands, which did not exist, began to ache..
‘···Can you follow?’
It was the first time I didn't feel confident that I could copy it once.. Ronan was wandering in the maze drawn by the sword. The man who turned the robe over came up with a great deal of excitement..
“You've struggled..”
“Take the torn horns. It's a valuable material..”
“All right..”
At the end of the conversation, the man did not leave his seat. The man, who was dreaming his fingers, took his mouth off carefully..
“···I could have killed him..”
“You did..”
“Did you know and dry it??”
“I couldn't have killed Navardoje..”
The man who stabbed Jeonggok shut his mouth. If Navardoje, furious at the death of his clan, would come in person He must have been a handful of ashes. The silent man's mouth opened again..
“···Is it possible for you to be a savior?.”
【Do it that way..】
The Savior laid his voice low. It was a dignified Surin voice, as if it had been someone else. For a moment, the man clutched his shoulders with the pressure that erupted.
“···Sorry. You sounded over the topic..”
“It's fine. Go and rest..”
The Savior's voice returned to its original state. The man, who bowed his back and greeted him, stepped back from his seat. The savior, who had put on his clothes, looked round at Alibrihe and said, " Oh, my god!.
“Alibrihe. With Elsia and■■, I'll supervise the construction nearby for a few months.?”
“What, where are you going??”
“I think we should find Navardose. Even if it's a sore finger, it's true that she touched her clan..”
“Haha, you have a great attitude. I don't think you care much, but it's safe on your side..”
Alibrihe chuckled. He likes the Savior's attitude to respect the Dragon's law. was. Alibrihe stomped on his chest and affirmed.
“Leave it to me. Oh, I like to be careful when you pass through central Kainax..”
“Why??”
“A little while ago, a young bloke played a rare. It's a fertile land, so even if humans are going to come for death, they're going to say, " Oh, I'm not going to do it." I'm not listening..”
Alibrihe grunted. The Savior laughed as he read his subtle expression.
“But you don't like it..”
“Haha, did you catch him? The bloodiness reminds me of the sociable. And the same black dragon..”
“I need to say hello. What's your name??”
“Orse. It's four wings, so I'll recognize it at a glance..”
Ronan, who heard the name Orse, laughed. Again, he experienced the blackness of his past.
‘It's a spectacle. Children's Maryong..’
The incident in which Orse, who was defeated in a battle with the first Emperor, left in the evening It has long been a myth or fairy tale rather than a history. After a brief greeting, the Savior turned his steps.
“Well, I'll be here..”
His aides, including Elsia, greeted him. It was a moment when he was out of town. Phat! Ronan's vision was dark..
‘Damn it. What??’
Nothing looked like he was blind. Ronan was just trying to get out of the way. Suddenly, my eyes brightened, and the scenery of the village came into my eyes..
It was not just the sight of the Savior. The video reflects the changing town as it changes its point of view to and fro Gave. By all means, watch the relay video shot at the time of Navi Rosé's interim evaluation It was like.
‘I'm trying to show you something.?’
Ronan shook his head. The time in the video passed at a tremendous speed. Every time I blinked, the sun was rising and losing..
People were gathering from all over Malmatana in Elsia. The river, drawn by the elementals, began to flow through the village. The village, which was gradually called the three, has a huge community that can be called the city. Became.
The chieftain became the village head, and the village head became the lord. The seeds that were planted on the day the dragon was cast out became huge trees and shaded them.
Over the walls of the brick-built city, the flag of the seventies flutters It was around. The Savior and his cronies quietly left the city.
But their operation to disappear like smoke failed. Even though everyone escaped at dawn asleep, I saw the people who followed me., the Savior opened his mouth.
“I am not a great person for you to believe in and follow..”
“Savior. No one who lives in this city knows your miracle No.”
“It's a miracle you've achieved. Pray thank you to your ancestors and go to sleep..”
“If you can't look at the same star, look at your back Please allow me.!”
Even in the Savior's wanton flow, the people did not break their stubbornness. In the end, the Savior has to step up with the only word left to take care of him. was. Ronan nodded slowly.
‘This way, the three blew up..’
They've been wandering the continent for a while, and then they're back in the far north. Gotcha. The natives, who lived in a small burak, panicked and cried out.
“You, who are you?!”
“It's a tough land. I'm here to help you..”
The savior said. What I had seen earlier was repeated. The village, which was nothing more than a collection of tents in the fire, has been in the village for many years. It has been transformed into a great citadel.
When they were somewhat seated, they soon floated north. By that time, the number of people who called themselves Believers had increased several times.
The Savior continued to thrive and leave the community. It was one day after so many decades. Alibrihe, walking alongside him, opened his mouth..
“We, I think, need to name the organization..”
They were wandering the continent in search of a place to thrive again. The blue sky was draped over the stretching western steppes. The Savior shrugged his eyebrows.
“I need that.?”
“Well, everybody wanted it. It's good to have a sense of belonging.?”
“I've already heard that it's called the Nebula denomination..”
“That's not cool. Besides, it's the name given by those who treat us as heretics..”
Alibrihe frowned. Elsia, who was walking next to her, and the man with the robe upside down, looked up as if they agreed. I remember..
“I agree with Alibrihe's opinion..”
“Yes. If the word denomination goes in, you're probably wary..”
The Savior, touching his chin, looked back. The people who followed him came into sight. Ronan frowned in a head that was beyond imagination.
‘Shh, this is how many people..’
There seemed to be at least thousands. People gathered without distinction of age, gender, and race in the attire of the Savior He was wearing a white robe in imitation of one. Their appearance across the steppe is like a flock of herders following a herder. Showed.
“It's a name.···.”
The savior sank. He finally opened his mouth as he walked looking up at the sky.
“Nebula Claridge.”
“Hoo, what do you mean??”
“Nebula denomination. The name we call in the ages is pronounced in the old language..”
“What, it's the same in the end..”
Alibrihe laughed. After a pause, the Savior thirsted for the child who was right behind him. Laughter without a tee rang out.
“Kya-ha-ha!”
“If you don't lose your will, why don't you name it..”
The sky was clear and the wind was refreshing. The texture of the grass was good every time I took a step. As he stood still staring at the horizon, Nazim muttered, " Oh, my god.".
“I believe people can be better. Even if it's a foolish race whose instinct is to self-destruct···.”
The last time the video ended, the intonation of the meaning came to an end. My vision was dark. For a moment, my eyes were dark, and then they brightened again..
****
“Negative···.”
Ronan opened his eyes. The sky was spread over his forehead. Tadak. Tak. Somewhere there was a sound of burning less dry firewood.
A sharp stench poked his nose. Ronan, frowning, slowly rose from his seat.
Hoo-woong! The fierce craze wet his bangs. Ronan, noticing that his five senses had returned, opened his eyes roundly.
“This is···.”
The body was also coming back. It was Ronan's own body, not the Savior, as the eye level was familiar..
La Mancha and Imir. Two swords were also hanging perfectly on both waist dances. But there was no rejoicing in that fact. Hell was unfolding in front of my eyes..
“Start. What happened??”
Where he stood was on a cliff. The altitude was relatively high, so the surrounding meddling was at a glance. The city was engulfed in flames.
No survivors could be found inside the disastrously destroyed walls. The procrastinating flames engulf bodies and rubble, adding to the three. There was. The smoke, rising like a dragon, covered the stars and the moon.
The river that bent over the city was boiling red. It was difficult to open my eyes due to the heat and the scattered embers. Then a familiar voice came from not far away.
“That's absurd. It's going to be like this for a bird that's been out of place for a while..”
When I turned my head, I saw the people I had been learning. The Savior and his entourage were huddled and looking down at the city.
‘Damn it.!’
Ronan leaned forward, unaware. The Savior's face was turned into a shadow. Alibrihe, dazed and watching the meddling, opened his mouth..
“Is it another war??”
“Yes..”
The man who flipped the robe recalled. His horse, or from that distance, still sounds like the banging of a sergeant. It was spreading. The noise of dying, killing, and throwing up was mixed in the wind.
“How many times is this? I watched the destruction..”
“It will be over a hundred times in a country alone..”
“Among them, the countries that contributed to our founding?”
“It's over seven..”
Te. Alibrihe spat on the floor. Elsia, watching the meddling without speaking, smacked her lips..
Ronan, looking around the surrounding terrain, said this was the first time he came here I noticed that it was a village. Possessed by the body of the Savior, he defeated the dragon. The Savior, who remained silent, finally took his mouth off.
“Let's go..”
“Gadani, where do you speak??”
“We need to save those who remain..”
“All the people of the city died. You're watching, aren't you?.”
“Among those who invaded, there are survivors. He left the injured..”
Alibrihe and Elsia's faces hardened. The man opened his mouth as he took a deep breath..
“···The first thing to do is to save the congregation. You must return to the Holy Land as soon as possible to understand the situation.”
“There is no superiority in mortal life. Come along..”
The Savior stepped forward. But there was no one to follow. Behind him came an angry voice.
“···I'll refuse..”
The Savior turned his head. It was the man who flipped the robe. He spoke in a squeezing voice.
“I can't convince you anymore. Where the hell can you find the value they need to keep. I have been following the Savior for thousands of years and trying to make sense of his will. Now it's the limit.”
“The limit..”
“Yes. This is not salvation. It's as foolish as pouring water into a jar that falls under it.. No matter how hard we try, the mortals push their bodies into the quagmire I just put it in..”
The man, turning over the robe, spoke. He recited what had happened during the time Ronan had not seen Started. It was a list of common human history. Killing each other, waging war for minor reasons, and perishing···.
However, there was a deep hatred in the passionate tone. The man, pouring out his words like a crab, looked at the Savior..
“Nebula Klage must be reborn. At least this is not the right way of salvation..”
“Are you the same idea??”
The Savior looked back at Alibrihe and Elsia. The two hesitated, averting their gaze. They answered instead by not moving from the seat.
“Is that so?.”
“Savior.···.”
Between the three, the story seemed to have gone ahead. The Savior nodded, still looking at the three men.
“Then you can't help it. Farewell here..”
“···Are you really going this way??”
“Yeah. I don't think it makes sense to say any more. I wish you'd find your own answer..”
The Savior began to walk to the edge of the cliff without hesitation. It's a breakup with colleagues who have been together for immeasurable years. It was overly nihilistic. The man who flipped the robe cried out piteously: "Oh, my god!".
“Savior.!”
“May the Care of the Stars be with you.”
But the Savior didn't look back, let alone stop his steps. At that time, the figure of the man who flipped the robe disappeared from view. Ronan, feeling an instinctive eeriness, was trying to shout something.
“Wait a minute.···!”
Hooked! It sounded like a stone dropping in a swamp. The red film, as if time had stopped, lay down on the cliff. The Savior slowly lowered his gaze. The white blade was breaking through the ship..
“Kerhuck.”
“Okay. I'll find the answer..”
The missing man appeared behind the Savior. Blood was dripping from the spot where the tip of the knife was torn. Bringing his face to the Savior's ear, he whispered insipid.
“So, let's leave the power..”
“■■···.”
The Savior's body shook. It seemed like it was not an ordinary sword. He looked at the man without any resistance.
The man presses his arm against the Savior's neck so that the sword does not escape. I was doing it. The shiny aura was being absorbed by the sword. Ronan, belatedly grasping the situation, uttered a yell..
“Fuck···!”
From here it was an act of instinct. Ronan spurned the ground and ran. In an instant, narrowing the distance, he brandished his sword and cried out.
“You bastard! What are you doing now?!”
“Well.?”
The man turned his head over the robe. The two blades were already close to his eyes. Hurriedly drawing his sword, he raised his arm. Kaaang! A ferocious metal sound echoed over the cliff.
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