Academy of Genius Knife-Episode 213
213. King of the North(7)
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“This is * * * Jaipa's handwriting..”
Ronan, looking into the parchment, narrowed the gap. One day, when he was drinking in Jaipa and Parzan, he put a doodle on it I had seen it. It was an unmistakable Jaifa's handwriting.
‘I'm sure..’
The parchment was all a letter from Barca. In the lower right corner of each letter, the date appears to be the date of receipt It was listed separately.
All chronologically ordered letters are so frayed that their borders are torn off. There was. A few, including the most recent letter, are in particularly good condition. I didn't, but once I tore it to shreds and glued it with glue..
‘I think you've read a lot. By the way, Barca's words were true..’
Barca's words in the ice cave grazed his head. Apparently Jaifa mentioned my name in a letter..
‘Don't do that.···.’
I was asleep deep in the water, and the doubt was staring at my head. Adeshan looked up at Ronan, who suddenly stopped.
“Ronan? What do you do there??”
“Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait..”
Ronan raised his hand and asked him to wait. I thought I shouldn't just pass this. He began to read letters like a man caught up in something. The first letter came eight years ago.
“Brother. Are you getting ready to gather soldiers?· * * Even though I am with the Emperor I made a vow, but···This is the beginning..”
Ronan, reading the letter in a whisper, uttered a scream. It was no exaggeration to say that this was just a mock plan of rebellion. Under the text that says what to do, take away the confidential information of the Imperial army. It was written down..
Jager's words were wrong. He said that after Jaifa's surrender, the Turgung Brothers had completely split. Although it was, it was perfectly poorly known information. Jaifa was in close contact with Barca more than anyone.
“This fucking cat···!”
I felt like I had taken the instep on a believing axe. Ronan continued to pick up the next letter and quickly glanced at it. Indeed, rebellious content followed.
Until just three years ago, Jaifa was in an empire that would be the liberation and ashes of the North I was talking about. Every single letter felt flesh. I just thought I knew why Naviroje was warning me it was so dangerous..
I felt a great betrayal, but on the one hand, I didn't feel it.. I wondered what the hell would happen to a person in the past. Sometimes the story of memories with my mother-in-law comes out, so I guess the past. I just did it..
‘···Did you say the whole family was dead?.’
In the letter, Zaifa hated the empire more than anyone. At one point, there was something related to Nebula Clargier. At all times , the main theme was anger against the Empire and the rallying of the North. Ronan, who had damaged dozens of sheets in an instant, picked up the next letter.
“Today, I met a guy named Ronan who was conducting an operation. * * * ?”
His eyes circled as he saw the familiar name. The date was a letter written about two years ago. Asher, on the day I dealt with Nebula Klazier on Wyvern with Jaifa. The content was written.
“He was a funny guy.···If you're interested, he's the Butterfly Rosé that I said before. It's a level that's going to be checked.···The guy who hasn't lived twenty years yet. You're holding a cause.···”
Ronan said Jaifa was watching him very carefully. I learned the truth. It's a great way to face a giant organization called Nebula Clargier. It was interesting..
From then on, the mood of the letter began to change. The main content is not hatred of the empire, but a measure of the future. Filled.
"He's a great guy. Oh, my god,you asked me to help you move. Do you believe it??"
“I listened to a kid named Ronan and examined him. They're a lot more dangerous than you think.···Brother, Nebula Clarzie. Be careful. Now is not the time for us to fight.···.”
On a certain basis, the letter no longer contained a story about the rebellion. The closer to the current date, the more likely it was that the poison would fall.
A simple situation, and now is not the time for rebellion, and all gather strength It was the main thing that the zealots should be obliterated. The letter from this time was all about whether Barca was in a temper. Every once in a while, there were traces of tearing and re-attaching..
“Two months ago, I had a drink with Ronan. * * * At the top of Parzan, Darman. I was attacked by him.···.”
The last letter was written about what happened at the Temple of the Sword. Jaifa no longer represented Ronan as a child-like despot. Finally, the North must unite and fight Nebula Klassie. The letter is over..
The reading of the letter ended less than three minutes later. Ronan laughed as he took his eyes off the letter.
“···The old man is a pastime..”
Jaifa was not a traitor. The believing axe did not stamp the instep. Ronan realized that he had changed him. This was the "different part of my previous life" that I had been searching for.
Whether it was intended or not, Jaifa met me and hated me. I forgot and went after another cause. I thought I knew why Barca hated his brother so much..
The outline of the case began to catch little by little. Ronan was trying to follow the chase again. I heard a cracking voice from beyond the door pointed by the blood spit.
“Did you read that?.”
“Barca.”
“You're so persistent, you're so persistent, you're so persistent, you're so persistent, you're so persistent, you're so persistent, you're so persistent, you're so persistent, you're so persistent..”
It was Barca. It seemed that the wound on his neck had not yet healed. Ronan, throwing out the letter, shot black at the door. Kwang! The entire wall flew away, revealing the space behind it. The stench of the hook hit the two men.
“Ugh.···!”
“Lab?”
There was a wider space than Jager's oval office. The room was created by digging through the entire ice sea with hundreds of shelves and fingering It was filled with countless experimental tools.
On a five-layer capacious shelf, specially treated bodies are I was lying down. Most of the stench was blowing there. Ronan and Adeshan in a bizarre look reminiscent of the market Frowned.
“Come out here.!”
I was disgusted, but I couldn't go. The two rushed straight inside the lab. Barca did not see where he was hiding behind the shelves. His voice rang again.
“Our brother···Hou, literally everything was taken away by the empire.”
“Fuck, where are you hiding??”
The body was wide and dizzy, making the chase difficult. Even if you're hitting the block in front of you, you're following the blood needle. Going straight was close to impossible. Barca spoke..
“I didn't have a mother-in-law, so I was better off, but···Huh, Jaifa is so good. The terrible family was killed at the hands of the Imperial pigs.. I don't wonder what happened.···?”
“Shut up, you bastard. Don't do emotional arms..”
“In the original way, both of our brothers would have been hunters. * * * Cool. It's decades from now . ···.”
Still, the chase was fraught with difficulties. Barca ignored Ronan's words and began to talk about his past.
Long before the Night of the fangs, the repression in the North was extreme. Tragedy of the times. Barca, coughing fiercely, spoke.
“It was a day that was no different than always.···The bordering area was chaotic. Our village was in a remote location in the north.···No one else did that. I didn't expect it to happen.···.”
Originally, the Turgung brothers had no interest in war. I never even killed him until it happened in the first place. He had all the words. If there was friction with the Imperial army, it would be around you, and your compatriots would be around you. I just gave a little bit of a soldier who couldn't live..
“Our desire was just to lead a peaceful life· * * * If it wasn't really bad, I just scared him and sent him after him.* * * Huh, but they're scared of even that kind of behavior. Shame on you.···The pigs of the empire are going to retaliate against our brother. We organized a separate unit for a reason.···.”
The tragedy took place between the brothers leaving the hunt. The Imperial army committed a massacre in the gap where the Turgung brothers emptied the village.
What the brothers saw in the hunt was a burning village and a bludgeoning village Headless bodies, displayed on the guardian stone of the town's mouth It was the head of the residents..
“The funny thing is that revenge was done to the townspeople, not us.* * * Among my parents and Zaipa's eyes are open heads There was a wife and child..”
Ronan twisted his lips to the obvious and terrible story. Adeshan's face was rigid throughout the story.
“Zaipa was a blackened sun at the time of the Fang Night· * * I've never forgotten hate since I made a false surrender to the empire He was a respectable brother, but at one point the contents of the letter were It's starting to get weird.···Ronan, since I met you. I mean..”
“I didn't do anything..”
“* * * But Jaifa has become strange· * * Now to the Empire He tried to conciliate me, saying it wasn't the time to care. We're talking about our true enemies being separate.· * * I broke the kite with Jaipa from that time.”
Bang! Ronan took the shelf in front of his eyes by the shoulder and fell. It was like I just saw a tail at first sight, but I missed it again. I said, " Oh, my god. The needle of the blood system rotates round and round along the movement of the barca. There were.
“I hate the empire···And now I hate it just as much I hate the forgotten Jaifa. It was because of that that I called the name of the star. I will destroy the empire with the power he is so vigilant about.···.”
“It's not crazy. This is it..”
Ronan laughed. He's simply a member of Nebula Klazier because of his repugnance to Zaifa. was. Ronan until he was named Bishop of the Northern Diocese of Nebula Clarzie I found out that I was up..
“So I learned necromancy and cursing. Some time ago, we developed an armory that would destroy both the empire and the Zaifa.. That's···”
“Stop shut up now. I'm not curious..”
Ronan cut off his horse's waist. It was no longer worth hearing. It was certainly a sad story, but it could be an absolution of evil. There was no. There are many people in the world who are unhappy, but not all of them I wasn't going to be a criminal..
Ronan, switching the power source, pulled the hilt. A sword covered with sparkling mana was pulled out. He looked back at Adeshan and said.
“Stick to me. As close as possible.”
“Yeah..”
Adeshan did so without a word. Ronan seemed to know what he was thinking. With the tip of the knife facing down, he lowered the floor. Kwaaaaang -! An invisible shock wave burst around Ronan.
“Big?!”
Somewhere Barca's embarrassment came. It was an oer that had been stolen from Bishop Terranil in the past. The shock waves that have become stronger and stronger have become stronger than the shelves around them. The experimental tools, the bodies on display, were blown up. Ronan, seeing the power to be wrought, muttered to himself.
“I'm gonna do this in the first place..”
There was no longer anything to cover the field of view. The two looked in the direction the blood needle was pointing. On the other side of the Hee-pu-yeon dust cloud, in the middle of the lab that became an Ashura, Barka Stood.
“KRRR···.”
His eyes met Ronan's, and he growled low. It seemed to reveal the wildness of Molini's nature in the face of the scourge..
At best, the cut limbs were regenerated. Two large swords were held in both hands. Ronan opened his mouth as he pointed at Barca with the tip of his knife..
“Yeah, that's the end of the will.?”
“Wait a minute, Ronan. Something's wrong..”
It was the car that was just trying to trigger the Aura. Adeshan pulled Ronan's shoulder. He shook his head..
“What is it??”
“That's not Barca·.”
“Yes.?”
Ronan's midriff narrowed at the sound of the English language. It certainly seemed something strange to hear. He had a smaller physique than Barca, and his aura was much more intense. However, I was mistaken for a similar aura. Ronan shook his head..
“···Then who is that??”
“I don't know. But this is definitely Jaipa's·*****..”
For a moment Adeshan's face froze. He was like a man who found out a scary fact that he didn't even want to imagine something.. An awkward red curtain was flowing. The monster, who was standing still, rushed toward the two men..
“Big, big, big, big.!”
“What, fuck.···!”
Ronan caught his breath. It was so tremendous a speed that it seemed to disappear from sight. Ronan, hurriedly blocking Adeshan's front, struck his sword. Kaaaang -! A sharp metal ring rang out.
“grrrrrrrrrrr Big, big, big, big.!”
“This is···!”
Ronan's eyes grew larger. The three blades are facing each other, snarling like they're eating each other. There was. A wear Tiger boy with black hair all over his body is struggling with himself I was doing it..
“cuhhhhhhhhhh!”
“Big!”
It was so powerful that it would barely be pushed to cast Varenne's Aura.. He transcended Barca in terms of speed and power. All of a sudden, I couldn't see where this monster was coming from..
Deep scar marks were carved around his thick neck. Every time the boy opened his mouth, there was a smell of rotting corpses. Like Barca's other men, he was like a necromancy-saved corpse warrior.. For a moment, the boy, who had pulled himself back, ran back..
“kyaaaaak!”
“Damn it. What the hell is it??”
Kagagak! A whirlwind sword poured over Ronan. There was no gap in the attack, which was like a nodo. Barca's voice rang from far away in the lab..
“I'm not going to introduce you to···Hab-hab, the role of my desire. I could barely decipher it in time···.”
“Barca!”
The two men turned their heads at the same time. This time it was really Barca. His wounds had not yet been completely healed..
The severed limbs are crudely made of metal and prosthetic limbs It was inlaid. I tried to run to Barca right away, but the monster in front of my eyes will allow it. Did.
“Damn it, get out of the way.···!”
“Krarak!”
No matter what angle Ronan swung the sword at, the boy avoided or responded. Every time the blade collided, embers bloomed. He was within five fingers of any opponent he had fought in recent years..
‘What's this asshole really about??’
What Barca had said a little while ago struck his head. Obviously, what was the weapon that would destroy Zaifa and the empire at the same time?. Ronan's face stiffened as he shared the sum with the boy.
“You, don't do that..”
The hand that held the hilt was powerless. The boy seemed to know nondescript. For a moment, I was creeps up on my backline..
It was incredible that man could be so wicked. It's still at, but the outline of the whole face is what he knows It was straight like a person. Barca opened his mouth as he picked his breath.
“Yes * * * Aradan Turgung, son of Jaifa·."
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