< Chapter 124 - Those who advance toward the horizon (revised) >
Chapter 124 – He who goes towards the horizon
“Cordelia, you······.”
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There was a boy.
He was special from birth.
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The flames of war raged throughout the empire.
The Chancellor’s army, led by Marshal Bartolain, advanced once again towards the plains of Silates.
Grand Sword Master Lucius Grande, who took the lead, unleashed a red, red sword banner, and a rain of arrows passed over his head, covering the plains of Silates.
The fire spreads.
A scream breaks out.
Lines clashed with line.
The clash of thousands against thousands of others would in itself cause immense damage.
Shields pushed against shields, and spears and swords slid in between, stabbing and chopping at each other.
Someone burst into tears.
Some people have overcome their fear with madness. No, they have run away from their fear.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The axis is shaking.
Adding yet another sound to the battlefield filled with loud noises.
“Pierce through!”
The cavalry charged.
He stormed the battlefield, trying to strike the enemy’s flanks and rear.
It wasn’t just the royal army.
The same was true for the Prime Minister.
They clashed and collided with each other, long spears slashing at the soldiers’ bodies. The shock of the charge tore their bodies apart.
“Don’t back down! We’re protecting the kingdom, no, the world!”
The golden swordsman shouted.
I glared at Grand Sword Master Lucius, who was slaughtering the royal army.
Lucius was wearing black clothes.
I could tell he was wearing a helmet, but his face wasn’t visible.
‘You’re smiling.’
악마에게 혼을 판 저 좆같은 새끼가 병사들을- 인간을 도륙하며 웃고 있어.
The golden sword kicked the ground.
It may have been foolish for him, as the commander in chief, to go to the front lines, but he did so.
The only thing that could stop the Grand Sword Master was the Sword Master.
The only one who could punish that dog-like bastard was the Black Star.
“Lucius Grande!”
The Golden Sword Saint roared and released a brilliant golden sword energy.
Lucius looked back at the golden swordsman and smiled from under his helmet.
After becoming a mine, he charged towards the golden swordsman, unleashing an unstoppable excitement and an enormous power that seemed like it would explode his own body.
Swords intertwine with swords.
Blood and gold break each other.
“Eww!”
The soldiers shouted.
He threw himself into the flames of the battlefield.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The soldiers saw.
A place far from the plains of Silates.
The land of the kingdom connected to the eastern part of the empire.
The monsters were charging.
The goblins let out a hideous howl.
The orcs charged, swinging their huge weapons.
The sight of dozens or hundreds of terrible ogres appearing and charging together even when just one appears was a nightmare in itself.
The wyverns split the sky.
Large, black dogs engulfed in flames that seemed to have come from hell lashed the ground.
The soldiers felt fear.
The poison of fear spread among the soldiers.
scared.
I’m going to die.
Can’t win.
I want to run away.
The hand holding the weapon trembled.
My legs were shaking so much that I couldn’t stand properly.
It was a natural feeling as a human being.
But then someone stepped forward.
There were those who stood between the soldiers and the monsters, turning their backs.
Seven-Slaughter Sword Stream.
She was taciturn.
So instead of giving a long speech, he just drew his sword.
He turned his back on the soldiers by facing the monsters without looking back.
Sebastian Le Guin also didn’t open his mouth.
It was just an island next to the stream, making one into two.
The soldiers saw them.
Instead of supporting the soldiers, the officers stepped forward.
A cold sweat ran down my face.
My legs were shaking with fear.
But the officers stood next to Seryu and Sebastian.
I increased the two again to dozens.
The monsters came charging.
Their roars and stomping thunder seemed to engulf the whole world.
At that moment, someone shouted.
Added one to dozens.
A great number of them rose and stepped forward.
“Kingdom Army! Protect the Kingdom!”
The officers shouted.
The soldiers responded with a shout.
The sound of battle trumpets drowned out the screams of the monsters.
“let’s go.”
Seryu spoke softly.
As a member of the Ten Swordsmen who protect the kingdom, and as a human living in the kingdom, I moved forward.
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The boy’s eyes saw something different from others.
To the boy, everything in the world was so easy and simple.
When children of the same age could barely understand one thing, the boy had already understood ten. No, it wasn’t just that level of story.
The boy knew from birth.
That’s why I walked forward with faster strides than anyone else.
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A fight breaks out.
The phone rings.
In the North, Counts Bayer and Chase clashed with the Lady of Ashes.
In the west, Elune charged toward disaster.
And the system.
A land where the fate of the world hangs.
“Kurulararararararara-!”
The Ancient Bone Dragon roared.
The horror was enough to crush the world, but instead of trembling in fear, the mines and demons burst into madness.
With their fear erased by magic, they rushed towards the Ancient Bone Dragon like a pack of angry wolves – no, like a horde of locusts sweeping away everything.
It was quite a sight.
The Ancient Bone Dragon’s breath was released with the force of splitting the system in two, and hundreds of monsters were destroyed in one blow.
However, several times more monsters were attached to the body of the Agent Bone Dragon.
“Kwaaah!”
The Ancient Bone Dragon roared loudly and released a powerful magical force. It pushed away the monsters that clung to its body and swept the ground with its huge tail.
The ground was torn apart, buildings collapsed, and countless monsters were crushed and crushed.
[Swirl, swirl, swirl!]
The voices of the death knights meshed together.
They led their undead forces against the demon followers who surged forward like a tidal wave.
The magic of the liches encouraged them.
A rain of fire fell from the east of the island.
Heavy rain poured down in the western part of the island.
The wind spirit and fire spirit created a huge whirlpool to swallow up the monsters, and the earth spirits tore through the ground to swallow up the demons.
But it wasn’t a one-sided fight.
The demon of poison has contaminated the spirits.
The demon of cold froze the feet of not only the spirits but also the undead legions.
Belkian maintained his undead army with all his might.
Fran cursed and summoned new spirits.
The red wind that became one with the phoenix spread its wings of flame. The sun song sang the song of the blade song, raising the fighting spirit.
Scarlett and Kaisa also fought like crazy.
Thoughtful Scarlett did not forget Adelaide’s presence.
He swung his sword again and again to protect her from the Erotica cockpit, which was no exaggeration to say was covered in countless barriers.
“Lucas!”
Kaisa, who had awakened the blood of the divine beast Fenrir and was partially hydrated, turned her head.
I looked at the center of all the fighting going on in the system.
He screamed as blood gushed out.
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[You are special.]
One day, a voice came into the boy’s head.
The beautiful, dignified, yet sacred voice instantly captured the young boy’s heart.
[You are the brightest.]
The most gifted being in the Pleiades.
She was not wrong.
The Archangel of Judgement was telling the truth.
[I will lead you.]
The boy had an upright heart.
That’s why I accepted the voice from on high.
He was confident that she would lead him on the right path.
And the boy’s life changed.
It wasn’t just that things were different than before.
Before birth and.
The past that has repeated itself over and over again.
[Become stronger.]
The voice from on high made the boy’s potential blossom more quickly.
Instead of meeting his ever-present friend, the boy set out on a journey, traveling around the empire and obtaining what he needed.
[Learn from him.]
A voice from high above led the boy to a man.
He is a swordsman.
He was the strongest in the empire – no, in the world.
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“Disciple.”
The wrinkled face of the swordsman was filled with countless emotions.
He was badly injured in the last fight.
I couldn’t handle the sword properly, and I couldn’t move the sword as I wanted.
But still, he stood on the battlefield.
I wanted to face my disciple once again.
Maximilian de Avis.
Armed with the sacred celestial weapons, he spread his golden seraph wings and wielded the swords of judgment.
Five swords that moved on their own as if alive mercilessly tore through Maximilian’s enemies.
A pure white helmet.
That’s why Maximilian’s face is invisible.
The swordsman took a rough breath.
I thought back to my first meeting with my disciple.
I thought back to the past when I trembled with joy upon seeing my disciple’s sword.
If it’s this kid, he can definitely reach it.
This kid will definitely show it off.
The sword of heaven.
The supreme sword that only those who reach that horizon can unleash.
Kwagagagagagagaga-!
The swords of judgment poured down like rain, destroying the death knights.
He unleashed his powerful sword energy and crushed the undead.
So the swordsman took a step forward, cutting through the scattered undead and slicing through the swords of judgment.
Kakakakakakaka-!
Swords are entangled.
All five swords of judgment were pointed at the swordsman.
The swordsman spun his body like a top, pushing away, throwing away, and striking back all the swords.
He looked at his disciple who was glaring at Belkian while holding the holy sword covered in pure white energy, not looking back at himself.
“Maximilian!”
He shouted again.
But the disciple who had already betrayed his master once did not listen to his words.
I took a step towards Belkian.
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The boy grew into a young man.
The boy, who blossomed much faster than before, was reborn as a unique being.
[Go south.]
Let’s make sure that you take what will fall into the hands of the wicked hordes there first.
A sense of discomfort led the voice from a high place, and again a voice from a high place led the young man.
The young man saw the world.
He was convinced that he was doing the right thing.
He believed that one day, when his powers were truly needed, he would help protect people and the world.
And finally the day came.
But the sight that day was very different from what the young man had imagined.
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Maximilian swung his sword.
Death Knights swarmed to stop him, but they were no different from a swarm of insects rushing toward the fire.
Every time the light of the Holy Sword Barisada swept through, the Death Knights would weep and fall.
Even the leader of the death knights that Belkian had painstakingly created could only block Maximillian’s sword three or four times.
The road opens.
The number of people standing between Belkian and Maximilian is decreasing.
But at one moment.
Maximilian stopped walking and looked back.
He had been moving forward without hesitation, crushing the Death Knights, but he had no choice but to do so.
He, who did not respond to his master’s desperate calls, looked at his opponent through his helmet.
“Built Vine.”
The other person looked this way and didn’t say anything.
He looked up at the sky and muttered to himself, then smiled refreshingly.
It was an opponent I had already defeated once.
The opponent’s arm was soaked in blood, and there was a large wound on his chest.
Maximilian knew.
The opponent was strong.
Thanks to the swords of judgment that were suddenly unleashed, it was relatively easy to strike him, but he was not someone who would fall so easily.
But why is that?
I felt more than that.
Maximilian raised the holy sword, Barisada.
Lucas grabbed Clausolas.
The two men’s swords aimed at each other once again.
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The young man wore a sacred helmet.
The young man, who had been reborn as a fifth-rank angel through a ritual, followed the voice from on high as always.
Instead of doubting her words, I just accepted them without question.
I met my teacher.
Instead of setting an example and telling what he saw and felt while traveling the world, he drew his sword.
He swung his sword because the voice from on high told him to kill his master.
[You are the one protecting it.]
Correct history.
The flow of time.
The natural order of the world.
The young man believed those words.
No, for the young man there was no such thing as free will.
The young man put on the sacred armor.
He stood in the system to help bring about the destruction of the world.
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The swordsman could tell.
Lucas HresvelHe was strong.
It was hard to believe that he was only in his late teens and had incredible skills.
But it wasn’t enough.
Maximilian surpassed Lucas.
It was a being much closer to the horizon.
Moreover, Maximilian was no longer an ordinary human being.
Having been reborn as a 5th-rank Reverse Angel, he has acquired incredible physical abilities that even the Grand Sword Masters must look up to.
Quagga River!
The moment swords met swords, ripples swept through the world.
The world seemed to scream at the clash of tremendous forces.
But it was as expected.
Maximilian’s sword did not waver.
But Lucas’s black sword was shaking violently.
Unlike Maximilian’s sturdy legs, Lucas’s legs were wobbly.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Maximilian tried to suppress Lucas by force.
It was the right choice.
The Holy Sword Barisada aimed for the sword, not Lucas’ body, and with each clash Lucas’s arms shook. Blood gushed out from the wound once again.
Lucas falls down.
It can’t withstand the next blow.
He misses his sword, exposes his weakness, and ends up giving his neck away.
Caesar screamed.
Scarlett cried out Lucas’ name.
And the swordsman saw.
I doubted my own eyes.
Sword pushes sword away.
Lucas doesn’t fall.
The sword of the Holy King may shake, but it will never fall.
The sword fight continued.
Lucas’ sword, which seemed ready to break at any moment, took all of Maximilian’s attacks.
Push out.
Sometimes it spills.
Overcome Maximilian’s power with swordsmanship.
“Wow!”
Maximilian raised his voice.
The swords of judgment that had been attacking Kenshin began to attack Lucas one by one.
Lucas was shaken again this time.
It was extremely difficult.
But I managed to stop it anyway.
Instead of falling down, he once again shined the light of the Holy King.
It was clearly Maximilian who was pushing.
But it didn’t feel that way.
Rather, I could feel the impatience in Maximilian’s sword as he launched an offensive.
Why.
why.
What on earth for!
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The young man who had been continuing to move forward stopped.
The moment the voice from on high took control of his mind, the light was tainted.
The advancing footsteps stopped.
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Lucas knew.
Maximilian was the brightest.
He was the owner of talents that surpassed even Uther and Cordelia.
Even in his previous life, he was always ahead.
He was like a star in the sky, shining in an unreachable place.
‘Strong.’
Maximilian of today was incredibly strong, as if he had taken a different path from his previous life, just like Jude and Cordelia.
The result of a talent that blossomed much earlier, the best teacher, the body of a reverse angel, and numerous divine auras.
It was overwhelming.
It was a being stronger than the first sword that had been transformed into a top-grade mine.
But Lucas did not back down.
I relied on the dragon equipment prepared by Uther and Cordelia.
I relied on the power of Clausolas, who radiated divine light.
I endured it with everything I had.
He struggled and unfurled the King’s sword.
It was never pretty.
It was an ugly struggle, like rolling around in the mud.
But little by little, Lucas’s posture began to stabilize.
Little by little, Maximilian’s sword strikes became crooked.
The swordsman clenched his fist.
I thought while watching the clash between Lucas and Maximilian.
The road to the horizon.
It’s not difficult at first.
You just have to walk on the path that someone else has paved.
But at some point the road becomes dark.
A moment is coming when you can’t even see an inch ahead.
At times like that, I look around.
When you go your own way, you become aware of other people’s paths that you were not aware of when you first went your own way.
I see straight and beautiful roads.
I see those who are far ahead.
Then it makes me think.
Their way was right.
My path was wrong.
My path was wrong from the start.
The footsteps stop.
You can’t go any further.
“That’s not wrong.”
Lucas looked up.
He was on the road.
His eyes saw the straight and beautiful road of Judas and the shining road of Maximilian in the distance.
Compared to the two, Lucas’ own path was not at all beautiful.
But Lucas knew.
I had already realized this through several lives.
“That’s not wrong.”
It’s just different.
Even though it is not a straight and beautiful road, this winding and ugly road will still reach that horizon.
Walking,
Walking,
And walking again.
He who does not yield to temptation.
A person who does not crumble even if he sees the path of others.
One who can continue to move forward on his own path, even if he has doubts and sometimes takes steps back.
The swordsman was out of breath.
I saw Lucas and Maximilian fight, and I saw the paths of both of them.
Maximilian’s footsteps stopped.
His path was very beautiful and bright, but it was broken.
I couldn’t take any more steps.
It was like the best sword.
The moment he remembered his past lives in which he had used poison, he lost his way.
He burst into tears of sorrow at the fact that his path had been cut off.
The swordsman himself was no different.
At some point it just stopped.
And now I know.
It was something that the swordsman himself had thought about.
That his path was cut off.
That you can never reach the horizon by your own path.
But it was all a mistake.
It was a wrong idea.
Lucas was showing off.
He was telling me.
“The road is not broken.”
The Way of Maximilian, the Way of the First Sword, the Way of the Swordsman.
Take a step.
Overcome all temptations and move forward.
Towards the darkness beyond, without denying yourself, follow your own path,
As always in the repeated life –
“Woooooooooooo!”
Maximilian unleashed a powerful strike. Five swords of judgment struck Lucas simultaneously.
Lucas saw them.
The swordsman saw Lucas’ back as he walked towards the darkness.
I just now realized this very obvious fact.
Swords intertwine with swords.
Sword and sword push each other away.
The swordsman sat down in his place and shed tears.
Lucas’ path was no longer dark.
As we face the ordeal of Maximilian,
As a result of not giving in to that ordeal and taking steps forward,
He finally managed to reach it.
“Lucas.”
“Uder.”
It became one.
Although our paths were different, we were finally able to meet each other at a dazzling horizon.
Lucas swung his sword.
All five Swords of Judgement were repelled, and the holy aura that Barisada was emitting was shattered.
Maximilian’s sword swung violently toward the floor.
Lucas swung his sword again.
That dazzlingly shining thing is the sword of the Holy King.
The swordsman did not close his eyes.
I have witnessed the true sword of heaven.
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< Chapter 124 - Those who advance toward the horizon (revised) > End
