In the world we meet,
there was a sad city that had no proper owner.
A city where the flags of seven families were waving, but no one would take responsibility.
It was a city where even parents who had lost their children cried breathlessly, but there was an office there that was still lit deep into the night.
“…I can’t find it.”
Gunther was squinting under the dim candlelight.
He was currently concentrating on finding something while opening an old-looking book.
“Nothing fits.”
The thick book he was currently opening was called the Book of Exorcism, a book that recorded all the demons that had appeared in human history.
However, even as he looked through the book, which was no different from the church’s treasure, Gunter’s expression showed no signs of calming down.
“…Is this a new demon?”
All strange things leave their traces.
It can change over a long period of time and can be hidden through intention, but its true nature cannot be hidden.
However, Gunter could only find out after turning the last page of the Book of Exorcism.
The strange energy that currently hovers over Moshiam is a new entity that has not been recorded in the long history of the church.
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“Tsk!”
Günther sighed as he closed the book, and at that moment, he stumbled and held on to the desk due to the large vibration he felt under his feet.
“Is it an earthquake?”
The furniture in the office fell as if there had been an earthquake.
However, Gunter was more surprised by the eerie energy spreading through the fog than by the vibrations beneath his feet.
“…!”
Gunther quickly opened the window and looked outside.
When he opened the window, the first thing that greeted him was the stinging feeling of fog.
With that sharp-edged feeling, Günther could sense that something was wrong.
Kugugugugugung-!
Günther tried to wake up the Holy Knights in a hurry due to the sudden situation, but the sight that soon unfolded was something that left even him spellbound.
“Majesty…exorcism?”
The darkest dawn before dawn.
Far away, on the outskirts of the city, there was a pillar of light that pierced the darkness.
Although it was still pale and thin, the pillar that clearly reached the sky was the only shining lighthouse in a sea of fog.
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“……!”
Although he was continuously reciting prayers with his mouth, Pierre’s eyes did not leave the two men.
A blond guy who wouldn’t be happy even if he got into trouble with a lowly beastman wizard.
However, Pierre’s eyes as he looked at them were not filled with anger, but only a different look.
‘This makes absolutely no sense…’
For Pierre, the current situation was a series of incomprehensible events.
The strange tree that suddenly popped up from the ground was one thing, but what surprised Pierre more than that was the pillar of light touching the sky.
“So what should you do with me!”
This was not the retreat line that was assumed to extend this far.
However, the majestic pillar of exorcism that now rose above the exorcism line was so tall and shining that it was beyond Pierre’s imagination.
“This camp we are standing in is a kind of amplification camp! “It gives strength to the person standing on the edge!”
Nibelune was equally embarrassed, but the mystery-chaser was still able to figure out what the camp he was currently stepping into meant.
“however!”
“It’s called cutting! “That guy!”
As Pierre’s prayers grew, the light of the solemn exorcism became clearer.
Nibelun, who looked at the broken jar and realized his role, hurriedly traced the hand seal and began to connect the divine light with a mysterious line.
“You can do whatever you want!”
A triangle where points and lines touch and lines and points connect.
And at the last corner where they connected, Vlad was standing.
‘Off!’
The sword of the World Tree that you are holding becomes hot.
However, the heat was not pain, but just the cry of a shell about to break.
It wasn’t just the city of Moshiam that was shaken with great tremors.
Vlad’s world was also shaken as it encountered new boundaries.
‘Isn’t this going to be a big problem?’
Vlad was frightened by the situation he faced both internally and externally, but that did not allow him to let go of the sword he was holding.
Krrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
Because the upside-down tree noticed the strange thing and began to howl.
The tree of Qliphoth, which made the fog into a cloud and the earth into a sky, raised its sharp roots towards the pillar of light rising in the right direction.
“Vlad!”
“You idiot! Swing quickly!”
Pierre and Nibelun’s urgent voices were heard between the prayers and the incantations.
The world of divinity and mystery was within, the approaching threat was real, and the only thing that could strike it down now was Vlad’s red-hot sword.
“Holy shit!”
The shadow of the roots is darker than the darkness.
Vlad, seeing the beginning of destruction looming over his head, had no choice but to grit his teeth and raise his sword.
The pitch-black world was something that would not wait until I was ready.
[…!]
That is why it is necessary.
Even though I believed I had become an adult, I still felt awkward.
[Fold the boundaries of the world! Let’s lean on each other!]
“……!”
Vlad’s world was shaken by the borderline divinity and mystery.
A bubble hidden deep in the world finally began to rise to the surface.
The name of the world of which only traces remained was the voice.
[Add height to your world!]
My world is a dot.
What touched you was the line.
So what was created was cotton.
When they lean against each other, another world is created.
The boy’s world was always looking at the sky.
“Ugh!”
Following the advice of the voice that resonated with his soul, Vlad’s world gradually began to take shape.
A triangular pyramid created by folding divinity, mystery, and my world along the contact surface.
The world of Vlad rising towards the sky was like the shape of a tree.
Wow-!
The light from Jang Eom-guma that reached the sky began to narrow rapidly.
Like a halo of light forming at the highest point of a triangular pyramid.
However, the light, which became sharper as it narrowed, was still hanging on the tip of Vlad’s sword.
“Off!”
Vlad, carrying a light heavier than Mount Tai, swung his sword with all his might.
All we need is just a little advice and encouragement.
Anyone can wield it correctly if they are in the right position.
“Aaaah!”
A thin line that follows the trajectory of the sword.
The light that reached the sky crossed over the city of Moshiam and powerfully created a semicircle.
Wow!
A trajectory that begins with divinity, is led by mystery, and is drawn by possibility.
The tree, which was completely upside down, only stretched out its pitiful roots towards the sword approaching it.
Sigh-!
Above the city cemetery at dawn.
Dark red rain was falling there now.
The whole thing was turned upside down, but the blood that was flowing was falling all the way to the ground.
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“……What the hell is this?”
Günter, who hurriedly arrived at the cemetery with the Holy Knights, was at a loss for words when he saw the scene before his eyes.
A cemetery filled with dark red blood.
There was only one thing Gunther could say on the ground he walked on, the tombstones he could see, and everything painted bright red.
“What on earth happened here? “Lord Vlad.”
“Okay.”
The bursting copper light still dimly illuminated the remaining retreat line.
And three people collapsed there, panting.
Vlad, who bore the greatest burden among the three, lay down and greeted Günter with a truly subtle expression.
“We found the culprit.”
“What culprit?”
“The criminal who took the children.”
Günther turned his head to follow the direction indicated by Vlad’s fingertip.
Then, what I saw there was a tree that was half split.
It was a large tree that seemed to have grown for a hundred years.
“…are you breathing?”
But Gunther couldn’t help but frown when he looked at the tree.
That tree, which was still spitting out blood, was emitting such a strange energy that all the paladins here could feel it.
“Cough… Hmm. “You stupid guy.”
While all the paladins were preoccupied with the tree of Qliphoth, Bishop Pierre came crawling over with his exhausted body and quietly whispered in Vlad’s ear.
“It is said that in the past, the Sword Master swung his sword with the will of God, but you couldn’t even handle the divinity of a single bishop.”
“…….”
I was happy that I had cut down the tree and fortunate that I was alive, but it was inevitable that Vlad was making a strange expression.
“Now that he’s gone into hiding again, it won’t be easy to bring him out this time. “What are you going to do now?”
“Just shut up.”
There was a dark blood stain next to the root that was still spitting out blood.
At the end of the blood stains, which seemed to have been pulled by something, there was a hole whose depth could not be determined.
That deep hole that people were afraid to even look at was also the place where all the upside-down trees had climbed.
“……after.”
Vlad, who was staring into the hole of anxiety, closed his eyes as if he had no choice.
He missed the tree and Pierre next to him was shaking, but Vlad decided not to fret.
[Good job. It’s my first time, but this is good enough.]
I can’t hear it again now, but the encouragement from the voice that still lingers in my ear clearly told me that I did a good job.
After quietly reflecting on the sound, Vlad nodded and stood up.
The rising sun of this morning rested on Vlad’s blonde hair.
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There was a forest that was older than the history of the empire.
To be exact, it is a forest bordering the central border area where the northern Barony of Utman and Dobrechti are located.
The forest, which divided the two areas exactly as if scratched with a fingernail, was so wide and deep that even adventurers were reluctant to enter.
“Ah…”
A woman’s deep sigh was heard from the collapsing mansion in the middle of the place.
The woman, who was looking towards the north with the rising morning sun, was folding her hands together without even being able to wipe the tears from her eyes.
“Who on earth bullied my children? “These are children who haven’t even been born yet.”
It was a seed that was barely sown through a legitimate transaction.
Her eyes, which were facing north, were full of helpless sadness.
It was like the gaze of a mother looking at her injured child.
“I can’t do that. “I have to go see it myself.”
She was clearly standing, but her toes were waving as she had not touched the ground.
Her toes, floating as if they were tied somewhere, were rejecting the existence of the land that living things must pass through.
“Will you come with me? “There’s everything up north, not only for my children, but also for what you want.”
The collapsing mansion was full of people who were dead but not dead.
But even among them, there was someone she loved the most.
“There’s a dragon over there. “The dragon you tried to kill.”
“…….”
The man slowly opens his eyes as she hears her words in a whisper.
However, the reason he opened his eyes was probably because of a single word he heard in his ear rather than her telling him to come with her.
“……dragon.”
“Yes, a dragon.”
A man’s voice was very cracked, as if he hadn’t used it for a long time.
However, even though it was uncomfortable to listen to, the words shouted were clear.
A man who opened his eyes at the word dragon.
Those eyes, covered by pure white hair, were gray-white eyes that contained no light.
