Ending Maker Episode 413
Chapter 7 – Lesson #2
Atalia took a breath.
I tried to remain calm, even as the tragedies happening all over the world and people’s screams echoed in my head.
It was a difficult task.
The young god’s small, slender body was instantly drenched in cold sweat, and helpless tears poured out of his eyes like a spring.
But still, Atalia tried to calm herself down.
He gritted his teeth and raised his head.
“92 entities.”
The number of foreigners who descended upon the Pleiades.
Not all of them were powerful beings.
There were quite a few who had lost the world, lost their followers, and were only maintaining the shell of divinity.
Atalia reclassified them.
At the same time, he attempted to communicate with the old gods who had begun to awaken again, as well as the Golden Dragon King who resided in the far north.
The golden dragon king was fighting.
The foreign gods who descended upon the wild land were fighting a war, mingling with the wild gods.
The fight had just begun, but its intensity was beyond imagination.
It was a fight between those who possessed divinity, even though they were fallen and weak.
“32 in the North.”
About a third of the foreign news outlets descended on the wild land.
It seemed like a random descent, but Atalia didn’t think so.
The advent of foreign news contained Iria’s intentions.
‘Block the Golden Dragon King.’
In the absence of Uther and Cordelia, and considering that Atalia herself was a nominal deity, the most powerful deity in the Pleiades was the Golden Dragon King.
Although he is a being bound to the wild land, he is still the greatest threat to Iria, so it was quite reasonable to make him unable to focus on anything else like he is now.
And Attalia could be sure.
‘I know.’
Iria was not simply aware of the existence of the Worldstone.
It was clear that she knew where the Worldstones – the three Worldstones that Atalia had divided – were located.
The Kingdom of Seilun and the Empire of Argon.
There were more than ten countries in the West, but only two received foreign correspondents.
It wasn’t just that the territory these two occupied was larger than all the other countries combined.
‘It’s intentional.’
Foreign correspondents are not deployed in lands without Worldstones.
The existence of foreign media is bound to cause confusion and cause trouble in various places.
Atalia closed her eyes and concentrated her consciousness.
I saw the battlefield through the eyes of the Guardians of the Holy Cross, who were stationed on the border between the West and the East.
A great army of dragons from the sky, numbering in the hundreds of thousands, was advancing westward like a tidal wave.
It was not just a simple human army.
It was an extraterrestrial army that included not only foreign media but also the demons that had been used by the devil followers in the past.
‘It is impossible to break through in one breath.’
There were the Seilun Kingdom Army and the Argon Empire Army.
Although the two countries were enemies, they would join forces against the army of the Dragon of the Heavens.
Moreover, Belkian and Fran were located in the border area.
No matter how strong the army of the Dragon of the Heavens was, it was impossible for them to cross the border in one breath and advance towards the capital and the system.
If so, why?
What does that army mean?
‘It’s like a wild land.’
The goal was to increase the number of places to protect.
With hundreds of thousands of troops advancing, the Royal and Imperial armies had no choice but to block the border.
Because of the rumors about the dragon of the sky, those who had been in the border area would not be able to call the king and the system.
‘I know that too.’
Location of the Worldstones.
The royal capital of the Kingdom of Seilun, the islands of the Argon Empire, and the capital of the Holy Nation of Eudelia.
These were the three safest and most well-defended places on the Western Continent.
Atalia closed her eyes for a moment and exhaled.
After swallowing dry saliva, I gritted my teeth again and looked straight ahead with the eyes of a god.
The reality that was expected, but least desired, was unfolding.
* * *
“It’s a blitzkrieg.”
Iria, standing under the many stars, smiled pleasantly and said.
Her discovery of the Pleiades was not recent.
She has known about the Pleiades for a very long time.
Goddess of the broken world.
The last survivor of a broken world.
A loner who has lost his world, his race, and all his loved ones.
Her discovery of the Pleiades was not a coincidence, it was destiny.
The result of tracing the few remaining ties of fate in a broken world.
Traces left by someone who ascended to heaven and left the world long ago.
At first I just watched.
He also cheered on Atalia and Yuder, who stood up and never gave up even in the midst of repeated trials.
But that was it.
Iria thought as she looked at Uther and Cordelia.
He also hopes for a happy ending.
That in order to achieve happiness, you too must stand up.
“I will take back the world.”
I will make the broken world whole again.
I will fill the world with life again.
Iria looked straight ahead with a tearful smile, recalling her own race that had long since disappeared.
Things were going according to plan.
The Pleiades were thrown into chaos by the foreign gods who had descended upon them from all over the world, and the royal and imperial armies, who had detected the presence of a large army from the East, had no choice but to deploy a large number of troops and weapons to the border area.
So let’s strike the finishing blow here.
Let’s drive it to a speed battle and make it so Atalia can’t even come up with a way to respond.
“There are three world stones in total.”
The world’s skeleton revealed through Atalia’s repeated, forced piecing together of worlds.
The origin of the world.
Iria stretched her long, thin fingers forward.
He spared no effort in putting forth the numbers he had prepared to achieve victory.
* * *
It was definitely a day like any other.
I wake up looking at the dark sky where morning and night are mixed, practice, wash, tidy up my clothes, and then head to the palace under the sunlight.
“Good morning.”
“Yeah, good morning.”
After exchanging morning greetings with Maia at the main palace, we head to the Knight Commander’s office.
After finishing the small paperwork, it is already noon and I head to the main palace for lunch.
Originally, it was a meal that was shared with subordinates within the Knights Templar, but since Maia often skipped meals, lunch was always eaten at the main palace.
Even Maia pretended not to be able to eat when Dahlia herself asked her to eat with her.
After lunch, we inspect the inside of the palace and then go out to patrol.
Although it would not be an exaggeration to say that the Holy Nation of Eudelia was a city-state, it took more than a day to thoroughly patrol the entire border.
We go out on patrol, escorted by Maia.
I’m only planning to tour the northern part of the border today, not the entire border, so I should be able to get back before dinner.
-Tonight, I’ll prepare Dahlia’s favorite roast pork and honey-pickled peaches.
A smile comes to my face as I recall the story Maia whispered in my ear just before we left.
I’m not really a big eater – but Maia’s cooking is really delicious. The honey-pickled peaches are so sweet.
It would be great if you could eat with me, Miss. I wonder when you will be back. I hope you will come soon.
As you patrol while thinking about this and that, you will soon arrive at the northern border.
High walls and soldiers.
His Holiness the Pope – Lord Jude is so concerned about defense that the Holy Nation of Judelia has three layers of walls surrounding its entire border.
It may seem a bit excessive, but it gives me peace of mind knowing that the young lady, Maia, and the people of the Holy Nation of Eudellia will be safe.
“pretty.”
My eyes are drawn to a single white flower blooming a little way off the road.
It seems like she resembles Maya, being both fresh and elegant.
‘Because Maia is really pretty.’
I should say that even a woman like me would be impressed by it.
Suddenly, I remember something that happened last winter.
I was sitting next to Maia in front of the fireplace and chatting… … Maia’s face, illuminated by the fireplace light, was so pretty that I found myself lost in thought.
Her flushed cheeks and long, thin eyelashes made her look like a real doll.
“I wonder if she’ll like it if I take it.”
When I think of Maya smiling, my body moves before I can even decide.
Carefully picking the flower off the root, wrapping it in a handkerchief that Maia had personally embroidered-
For a moment, I raised my head.
A feeling of ominousness that sends shivers down your spine.
At the same time, the screams and cries of his subordinates erupted from behind.
“heartbreak-“
I couldn’t look back.
I rolled on the ground, struck by a huge explosion and impact.
“Haak… … Ugh… … Ha… … .”
Dahlia forced her eyes open.
Thoughts and memories that I couldn’t tell if they were dreams or my own thoughts were forcibly connected to the present.
“Ugh… … Ah… … .”
He grimaced in excruciating pain.
My whole body ached, and the feeling in my lower legs was dull.
I forced my head up to look, and saw that something like a shrapnel was embedded in his thigh, and his lower body was covered in blood.
“Ugh… … .”
After pulling out the fragments, he raised his upper body completely by pressing his thighs with his palms.
It was a terrible sight.
The ground was blackened with soot, horses and men literally melted, and fires were rising everywhere.
Dahlia poured the potion she had on hand onto her wound and sat up with a groan.
The sky was ashen.
But it was still daytime, and Dahlia could tell that she wouldn’t be unconscious for very long.
The walls of the border area were different than before.
Instead of looking at the broken walls, Dahlia looked in the direction of the palace.
Smoke was rising.
Dark and ominous black smoke.
* * *
If the Kingdom of Seilun had ten swordsmen, the Empire had twelve sword masters.
Sarah Cannott.
She, one of the Empire’s proud sword masters, looked at the man before her while holding her severed wrist.
It was the first time I saw this man.
But Sarah seemed to know who the man was.
That’s why she couldn’t understand the current situation.
A man swings his sword on a blood-soaked road.
Can’t stop it.
Sarah herself, as well as dozens of other knights who had fallen on the roadside, fell mercilessly before the man’s sword.
“The most… … sword.”
A nickname for a man.
The fallen swordsman who beheaded the Grand Sword Master Galahad, who was considered the strongest in the empire – no, the devil’s lackey.
He is dead.
Juder Bayer punished him.
But now, that very person was right in front of me.
He was just swinging his sword and entering the system.
It must be stopped.
But my body didn’t move.
It wasn’t just because his wrists were cut and his chest was slashed.
The man in front of me is scary.
I’m scared.
I don’t want to stand in front again.
Sarah Canot stood up, crying. Trembling, she took steps to somehow block the man’s path.
The first swordsman looked back at Sarah.
He swung his sword with a faint smile.
Sarah, who had her stomach deeply cut without any time to resist, fell to the ground, bleeding profusely.
Sarah was at a distance that was beyond the sword’s reach, but to Jeilgeom at this point, such distance did not have much meaning.
Only the action of bending was important.
“Is it the horizon?”
The first swordsman looked straight ahead, mumbling softly.
A huge gate was visible across the road leading to the system.
How tall is it?
I would guess that it’s probably more than ten meters long.
The first sword advanced towards the castle gate.
It had been a long time since the gates had been sealed tightly by cowards who had fled after seeing the Imperial Knights, including the Sword Masters, being slaughtered, but they paid no attention.
One sword.
He swung his sword and the gate split open.
No, it wasn’t just the gate that was damaged.
The entire wall was split in two.
The gate is falling down.
The wall blocking the first sword disappears.
The first sword looked across the straight road.
I overlapped the imperial palace located at the center of the system with the horizon beyond.
A smile spread across Jeilgeom’s face again.
Following the straight road, the blackest footsteps were taken.
Moved forward.
* * *
An emergency has been declared in the royal capital.
The royal capital, which had experienced the royal raids by the demon followers, was no longer the same as before.
Within an hour of martial law being declared, it was transformed into a perfect fortress city.
“The enemy is coming.”
Crown Princess Daphne clenched her fists and glared over the walls.
Archangel Raguel’s voice cut off, and shortly afterwards Atalia’s voice was heard.
So I was able to prepare in advance.
The Royal Magical Guard led by Prince Dion lined up on the walls.
The swordsmen who were staying in the capital also prepared for battle.
It was a considerable defense.
It seemed difficult to destroy the current royal capital even with an army of tens of thousands, no, hundreds of thousands.
But the man didn’t care about that.
He was a huge man.
Next to him, with his body covered in wounds and the eyes of a dragon, were four alien beings in the form of beasts.
Dragon of the Heavens.
A person who has accepted the power of numerous foreigners and has become a human being.
“For a new world.”
The world promised by Iria, the goddess of the broken world.
The dragon of the sky unleashed its power.
A star fell towards the royal road.
