Extras are too strong 498
Mord stood facing the two elves in a heavy silence.
“…What do you mean by that?”
Lorodish and Belsair looked at Mord with terrifyingly hardened faces, as if they were trying to extract every single bit of truth from his words.
But Mord calmly accepted the gaze.
“It means exactly what it says. Don’t you feel it yourself? That your life is coming to an end.”
“You’re talking as if you know everything when you’re just seeing us today, you’re a human who has only lived for a few decades… … .”
“If you don’t like it, then don’t worry.”
“what?”
“I just offered you a chance. It’s up to you to accept it or not.”
Mord said calmly.
“But first, listen to the reason.”
In Sedokma, Lorodish and Belsair fight against the top level of the Golden Bough and die a heroic death.
There are two reasons why they met death.
This was due to the insufficient supply of world fragments, which prevented him from being able to exert his power properly, and his recent rapid aging.
“I don’t know if you know, but the upper echelons of the Golden Bough eat golden apples to prolong their lifespan. Golden elves of similar age to you are still far from old age.”
The Golden Elf possesses dozens of Golden Trees, most of which have grown sufficiently to bear fruit, which occurs once every few decades.
He also preserved the golden apples he had stored in mythology without consuming them in preparation for the Age of Chaos.
The Stolen Forest Alliance has no such foundation.
Even the golden tree at the center of this residence looks very large to the human eye, but it has not yet grown enough to bear fruit.
“But you can’t do that. It’s going to get harder and harder to deal with them as we go along.”
Without Lorodish and Belsair, the Stolen Forest Alliance cannot stand against Golden Bough.
Especially now that the Age of Chaos has arrived, the importance of Lorodish and Belsair has grown as the core powers of the Golden Bough who obtained the World Fragments have begun to engage in external activities.
“The world’s shard reserves are also running low, so do you have any plans to deal with them in the future? Of course, it’s up to you to decide. I just suggested one option.”
“… … .”
Lorodish and Belsair’s expressions hardened seriously.
The fact that there is no objection from either of them is enough to prove that Mord’s words are true.
“… Did the Earth Goddess tell you that too?”
“No. There is a great foresight within me.”
“what?”
“That’s why I, a human, know the intimate information of the Golden Bough and why I know about you all.”
“… … .”
Lorodish and Belsair felt astonished at the absurdity of such a person.
But Mord showed no sign of joking. The rest of the group was no different.
“Do you want some kind of reason that is easier for you to accept? There is none. Do you think this is information that can be found out through common sense methods in the first place?”
“… I don’t think so.”
Lorodish sighed.
“Okay. I believe you offered it out of goodwill. But it’s not an easy decision to make.”
“Just decide before we leave.”
Mord nodded and spoke to Sedeah.
“Let’s proceed with what has already been decided. Sedeah, please.”
“yes.”
Sedea smiled down at the mask.
* * *
That day, the last dwarf disappeared.
And then one of the Ilderva clan with the appearance of a dwarf was born.
* * *
Mord and his party decided to stay at the Lost Forest Alliance’s stronghold to help Sanullimdol adapt until he could complete the Unbreakable Sword.
Mord asked.
“How long do you think it will take?”
[I’m thinking about ten days. But I’m sorry… I think it might take a little longer because I need time to get used to the current me.]
“It’s okay. How are you?”
[It’s been a long time since I’ve felt this way. I think I’ve had times like this before, but I’m not sure anymore.]
The sick are always sick and suffering. It is difficult to recall a time when they were not sick and suffering.
Sanullimdol was in a state of pain and suffering that was ten times more painful than a human’s life for a long time. He lived in that state of pain and weakness every day for a long time.
And now, he is free from the suffering he has taken for granted for hundreds of years.
I felt like I knew what it felt like to fly.
[To be allowed to exist in this world… is truly dazzling. It’s a strange feeling to yearn for light when the darkness is stifling.]
The mountain echo stone still had the appearance of a dwarf.
However, he became a member of the Ilderva clan.
The Ilderva clan is a descendant of the Sun Spirit among the spirit clans.
They are essentially sun-lovers and feel uncomfortable in an environment without the sun.
Although they do not have the extreme aversion to dark and closed environments like most elves, the fact that their racial disposition has changed is still striking.
“How long has it been since you last went out?”
[Well, it’s probably been over 300 years.]
“It’s been so long. Why don’t you go out now?”
[I would like to. But my existence is confidential. I cannot just go out.]
“Rorodish, can I take Sanullimdol out for a moment? Make sure the other elves don’t notice.”
“Is it okay if I leave here?”
Lorodishé looked worried.
It’s not that I’m worried about Sanullimdol being exposed, but rather that he, a mythical being, won’t suffer if he goes outside the barrier.
“Because he became a member of the Ilderva clan, the world allowed his existence. And since there is only one world fragment, as long as he doesn’t exert too much force, he’ll be fine.”
“If that’s the case… … .”
“While I’m at it, I’d like to have some freedom. Parwell, please.”
“Yeah.”
Parwell cast the barrier spell ‘God’s Eggshell’ on Sanullimdol.
“It’ll get better… … .”
“Wait a minute! What is that?”
Lorodish asked with his eyes wide open.
The barrier spell ‘God’s Eggshell’ created by Parwell was a spell that was shocking even to her, the great wizard.
Parwell explained, slightly pleased with her reaction.
“Ah, it’s a mobile barrier spell that targets beings with magical power. The effect is like a miniature version of the barrier built in this place. It’s for mythical beings that are not allowed to exist in this world… .”
“You made this… portable? Can it be engraved?”
“It is possible. That is the purpose for which I created it in the first place.”
“… … .”
“Why are you doing that?”
“You made this…? Not Sedeia?”
“Yes.”
“… How old are you? It’s hard for humans to tell age.”
“I’m eighteen years old.”
Parwell’s birthday was in mid-May, and he celebrated it a few days ago.
“… … .”
Lorodish looked at Parwell in astonishment, as if he was seeing something slightly bizarre.
From her perspective as an elf, humans are fast at everything.
Learn quickly, become strong quickly.
Age quickly and die quickly.
But no matter how fast a human being is, this is difficult to understand.
Even the great human wizards that Lorodish had seen in his thousand years of life had never achieved this much so quickly.
“Are you Sedeah’s disciple?”
“no.”
“No?”
“Yes. It’s a relationship where we teach and learn from each other, but it’s not a teacher-student relationship.”
Lorodish blinked.
A relationship where you and Sedea, the great wizard of mythology, teach and learn from each other?
From her perspective, it was a completely difficult thing to understand.
“By the way… how many circles have you learned so far?”
“Performing the 9th circle.”
“… … .”
Lorodish opened his mouth in surprise.
There was no doubt.
‘You’re a genius. You’ll definitely become a great wizard… … .’
Even that future didn’t seem so far away.
‘If only we had one person with such talent among our elves… … .’
She sighed inwardly.
As a great sorceress, she had many disciples within the Lost Forest Alliance.
But none of them showed any signs of becoming a great wizard.
Even though we only select and teach those with outstanding talent, they are all just average.
I was worried because even the disciple I had taught for over a hundred years had only just entered the 9th circle.
“Then go out and come back.”
Mord grabbed the air.
“uh?”
Lorodish was surprised.
This is because a spatial distortion field occurred and this place and the outside became connected.
It was a direct means of transportation that cleanly ignored all means of concealing this place.
“Hey, wait a minute. What is that? Spatial distortion?”
Mord tilted his head.
“I’ve felt this way since yesterday, but you don’t know much about us.”
It seems that Eresban did not share information about Mord’s party with them.
‘Well, from Eresban’s perspective, it’s natural that we would have higher priority, right?’
If you think about it, it was only natural.
“I am a descendant of the God of War and the God of Heaven. I am a being with the blood of two gods flowing in one body.”
“What? That’s ridiculous. There’s no way such a thing could exist… … .”
Even to a great wizard who had lived for a thousand years, it was an absurd thing.
“Everyone says that.”
It was not because of a lack of insight that Lorodiche failed to recognize that fact.
This is because Mord, who has acquired the power of the End, has become a being whose identity is more difficult to see through than before.
It couldn’t be otherwise, since he had three divinities, one of which did not even exist in the past.
“Just go out.”
Mord winked at the mountain echo stone.
Sanullimdol stood there blankly for a while before starting to walk forward. Then he stood there as if he was nailed in front of the space distortion field.
“Why? You don’t have to be afraid. This is just connecting two spaces.”
[No, it’s not scary. It’s just… … .]
Sanullimdol spoke with a slightly trembling voice.
[It doesn’t feel real. I’m going outside.]
The point where Mordga connected to the spatial distortion field was not the stronghold of the Stolen Forest Union.
It was outside the forest of Mt. Misty, beyond the barrier that protected that place.
The current Mord is able to connect points that are invisible to the eye using a spatial distortion field.
“You’ll get used to it soon.”
Mord smiled and took the lead.
Sanullimdol looked at the back of the figure for a long time and then slowly walked away.
The moment I passed through the spatial distortion field, the air changed.
I only took one step forward and emerged from deep underground to the surface where the blue sky spread out before me.
But Sanullimdol was more overwhelmed by the sunlight pouring down on him than by the wonder of that fact.
[ah…….]
Sanullimdol looked up at the sky.
Dwarves do not have eyeballs or optic nerves. Their vision functions differently than that of humans.
Therefore, no matter how bright the light is, your eyes will not hurt or your retina will be damaged.
It is a trait that is suitable for living as an artisan race. Because you need to have strong eyes to face and handle the fire of myth.
So Sanullimdol could face the sun.
[If my eyes were like yours.]
Sanullimdol spoke, his gaze stolen by the sun.
[If that were the case… I might have shed tears.]
The sun I saw again after hundreds of years was so beautiful.
