episode_0261

An attack on an apostle, a shipwreck in a labyrinth, a crisis on the verge of death, and even the salvation of Siriel, who doesn’t know why she’s here…

Although he could have been embarrassed by the series of confusing situations, Siron stared at Siriel with a more cool-headed mind than ever.

Siron was a man who was able to deal sweetly with his older wife’s ‘mistakes’ by turning them into his own fault.

“Siriel. Don’t misunderstand and listen carefully.”

but,

The other person was Siriel, who makes no concessions when it comes to love, and the person who pissed was Louise, an empress who already had someone in her possession, and she was a person for whom it would be helpful to maintain an appropriate distance rather than build affection.

“Uh, huh?”

When Siriel blushed under the serious mood, Siron lifted Louise up like a burden and pointed at her.

“The smell of urine on me is because this woman urinates.”

“…Really?”

“Yes, I will say more for your information, but please do not misunderstand that this woman is not tired of smelling like a pervert, but is just incontinent due to an unknown crisis.”

“Uh… okay.”

Siriel had no choice but to nod at Siron’s rapid-fire protests. Then, he slightly turned his gaze to the side and looked at Louise.

Sniff-

The appearance of tears welling up in both eyes.

I don’t know if it was because she was facing a life-threatening situation, or because she was hurt by the merciless revelations, but Siriel could not feel the slightest trace of imperial dignity from Louise.

‘It’s annoying.’

The emotion that Siriel expressed was sympathy. After Siron confirmed that Siriel truly pitied Louise, he handed Louise over as if handing over a piece of luggage.

I was worried that I might increase her favorability rating by being too kind, but if she was of the same gender as Siriel, it would be okay if I gave her proper care.

“Anyway, I survived thanks to you.”

Siron sighed in relief and looked at his burned-out prosthetic leg.

I thought it was quite useful with the addition of various strengthening magics, but I have an eerie feeling that what happened to the attack was like this just by grazing it.

“…Seup.”

Siron raised his head and looked at the collapsed ceiling. A little while ago, they were firing black, intense artillery fire, but now it’s extremely quiet, as if it’s never been that way.

‘Who is it?’

It’s not a question I have because I really don’t know.

The current location of Shiron is the [Isolated Labyrinth] in the center of the continent.

This was not a place where the power of the six apostles was manifested, but was simply a remote place with the only explanation being, ‘It is a place that is the same distance from anywhere on the continent.’

A space with a constant distance from all places.

The magic world, the seabed, the sky.

There are no exceptions.

It is a surreal place worth exploring, but the important thing is that the six apostles throw by-products of their power into this place.

It could be a demonic beast that inhabited the demon world, or it could be a human she encountered. and,

6 The apostle was able to hit back with power the attacks fired at him.

‘It’s not Seira’s magic.’

I couldn’t see the starting point of the bombardment, and no matter how much I tried, I couldn’t feel anything in the direction it came from.

Therefore, Siron was convinced that the bombardment just before was a phenomenon caused by the power of the six apostles.

But in the meantime, questions arise that disturb the thinking.

“Siriel.”

“Why?”

“Lucia and Seira, the three of you moved together, right?”

“Yes. I was here when I opened my eyes, but instead of moving alone, I gathered people to go with me.”

“Then, who is the head of the family?”

“Uncle Glenn? My uncle is with my father.”

Although she was mentally just as confused as Louise, Siriel answered the questions without bothering to pry.

She was nervous anyway and wasn’t confident that she would make the right judgment about the situation, and she had faith that Shiron would solve the problem someday.

‘As expected, Glenn stayed with Hugo.’

It must have been easy to break the will of a man who had seen death, and although Siron thought there was nothing he could do, he also felt fortunate.

A bombardment that can cut mana into pieces. There really weren’t many attacks like that, including the heat wave dragon’s breath and Seira’s season.

‘If you’re Glenn, can you at least buy me some time?’

Siron thought that a new strong man equivalent to the six apostles had appeared in the steppe.

“Let’s hurry a little.”

Siron gestured towards Siriel.

“Siriel, I will stand in front, so you carry this guy and run. You can do it, right?”

“Okay.”

“Well, I can run too.”

Louise said, standing up while touching the ground. Siriel narrowed her eyes and glanced at Louise.

“Mama, it would be better for you to carry her quietly.”

“It’s okay, Lord Siriel. Even though I can’t swing a sword, I don’t want to be a burden.”

“…Did you get hurt from urinating?”

“Oh, no!”

Louise gets away with Shiron’s scolding! He shouted.

“Well, I think I made it this far.”

She took a moment to catch her breath and continued speaking calmly.

“It’s not the first time I’ve cut down a magical beast, but this is the first time I’ve dealt with such strong entities, and the first time I’ve suffered such hardships.”

‘Ugh, can’t we just leave?’

Siron listened to Louise’s emotional tone with one ear and let it go.

I thought it was too much, but even in his past life, he was a person who pathologically disliked new music and cringe-inducing atmospheres.

On the last day of the retreat, I hated lighting candles and squeezing juice, so it must have been terrible.

“If that’s the case, it’s okay. Neither I nor my brother are people who care about such trivial things, and we didn’t have any expectations anyway, so we weren’t disappointed.”

“Well, it’s not like that. Sir Siriel.”

“…Then?”

“Life has already been saved several times. If I cause you any more trouble than this, you will end up with a debt that I will never be able to repay even for the rest of my life. And you!”

Louise, who was rolling her eyes as if she was tired, pointed at Siron with red eyes. Siron was embarrassed at being suddenly singled out and pointed his finger in my direction.

“Me?”

“Yes! You!”

“Why me?”

“I’ll go out and see you later. Because I have a story to tell.”

“…Okay, let’s leave quickly.”

Shiron, disgusted, grabbed the holy sword and kicked it on the stone floor. And for a moment, after checking the two people quietly following behind, he spoke to Latera.

‘hey.’

[Did you call me?]

‘How much has his likeability increased?’

[It’s not to the point where I hate it. Should I say it’s just refreshing?]

‘You don’t like me, do you?’

[The warrior too. It’s not enough to draw a line, I’ve hit an iron wall. Do you think they’ll like me?]

‘…yes?’

Siron sighed, feeling hopeless. The sound of Louise and Siriel’s conversation tickled his ears from behind, but he tried to ignore it.

Anyway, this labyrinth is just around the corner. I was worried about the same bombardment as before, but since Siriel is there, I should not worry about Louise and just use my shield to get over it.

After moving around for a while, Siron found an unfamiliar altar.

An awkward pile of stones. Siron picked up the black stone statue enshrined on top of it.

[Wow!]

A tremendous concentration of magical energy.

It is not necessary to say whose image is depicted.

I just put my hand on it, but a tingling pain engulfed my palm. Siron frowned and held out his hand to the two who were following him.

Siriel’s complexion was merely pale, but Louise was breathing heavily due to her demonic energy.

“Hold hands.”

Siron did not speak for long. There is no time to hesitate. Louise squeezed her eyes and held Siron’s hand.

Throw the statue on the floor.

Kwasik!

The stone statue of the demon god shattered.

*

Googoo googung!

A flash of light across the prairie echoed throughout the heavens. A huge explosion, like a meteor crashing into the ground.

It was hard to believe that it was created by swordsmanship, but the owner of the sound was determined.

Lucia, holding onto the sword spirit Kylie and Sirius, struck the ground with all her might.

So again,

-Quaang!

There is no loud cheering. Because she achieved a result that was close to what she wanted without having to do that.

Yukpyeon, unable to withstand the slash, soars into the sky. The sword, whose speed has not decreased at all, turns the entire ground over.

The boundary between heaven and earth disappeared, and red flesh and blood mixed and seeped in between them.

The expression “permeating” is not a simple metaphor, but rather a description of what is seen.

rainbow ring.

Dozens or hundreds of powers that appeared in the air took Sisara’s body.

“Why don’t you quit now?”

Sisara laughed. Her lips, tongue, and throat were all fragmented, with no structure for vocalization. Like making a voice using magic that vibrates the air.

For an apostle who fights with the power of a god, it is not that difficult.

“It’s been like this for several days already. No matter how much you break my body, I will not disappear like this and will only be restored.”

Sssssut- Hundreds of pieces of meat all seeped into the ring.

“It would be more efficient to look for your colleagues while doing this. Ah ha! Don’t you even know where it is in the first place?”

“Shut up.”

Lucia let out a sigh, cupping her trembling hands. It was just as Sisara said.

Cut, revive, chase, slash, revive, chase.

I think I’ve already changed day and night about 5 times.

Although her body was strong enough to stay up all night for a week, the opponent was an apostle, and pushing her body to its limits and searching the plains without the power of prophecy was clearly leaving a mark on Lucia’s body.

“Do you still have something left to say? Why don’t you resurrect quickly and go to the next location.”

“Ahaha! You say that with your mouth, but you can clearly see it with my eyes, right? Please don’t shake your hands and speak.”

Sisara giggled and licked her tongue. As the numerous piles of dirt floating in the air settled, the eyeballs that had been hidden behind the veil were fully visible.

It’s a disgusting sight. Lucia squeezed out her dantian and fired out strong energy. And poof! The white river narrowly split the eyeball floating in the air.

Just a few days ago, a trivial provocation would have made her jump into the distance and destroy her, but at some point, Lucia’s battle began to pursue efficiency.

It reduces the number of slashes that would otherwise be swung multiple times to just one, and maintains an output just enough to cut through skin without necessarily firing a huge force.

…To be honest, this is also reaching its limit. I am not confident that I will be able to destroy and neutralize the apostle with the next slash.

‘I have to do it.’

But you have to do it. Lucia wiped away the dripping nosebleed and gritted her teeth.

My hands are shaking and my head is full of dizziness. The danjeon seemed to be as dry as her lips, and if I squeezed it any further, it would break somewhere.

‘Should I have become the head of the family?’

If we had strengthened the prophecy like Glenn said, we could have saved more power. I felt regret afterward, but even that is a luxury now.

The rainbow is still floating in the air. Now, Yukpyeon, who was not able to get sucked into that rainbow, enters, and has to go through the tedious chase again.

Even Sihara, who had only part of her face left, knew him. She scoffed at how things were going so well and tried to get into the loop.

…!

Was it then?

Sisa-ra felt an unfamiliar pain.

I had already moved to another coordinate and felt the burning heat from her chest while it was being repaired. He looked embarrassed at the meatball floating in the air, and beads of sweat formed.

“…billion.”

What happened? One of Sisara’s eyes went beyond the ring, trying to figure out the rest of the situation.

The sight seen beyond the rainbow was truly shocking.

A headless angel.

The first apostle Jagannatha was putting his hand on Sisara’s chest.

“Why…?”

Sisa-ra asked with a trembling voice. Why, they must be brothers worshiping the same god, why…

Just when I belatedly realized the situation, I heard Jagannatha’s voice.

“The revelation has come that you will soon die.”

The black ring sprang wildly.

Phew!

A hand like a skewer pulled out a fragment from Sisara’s chest.

“You’re dying? What… soon, soon the time will be…”

Sisara cannot finish her words, and her body is torn apart.

The body, which even the mighty Sword Gang could not destroy, was scattered helplessly in the breeze of the grassland.

“It is the will of the Lord.”