episode_0325

While Siron was having a conversation, as he said, the rest of the party was looking around the corridor.

The first floor of Daesinjeon. Does this mean that praying and having meetings are not the only purpose? There were many sacred paintings and works of art here that were eye-popping.

Heroes whose names are engraved in history, or people who have dedicated their lives to erasing the shadows of the world. Icons and statues praising them became a good way to pass the time.

‘They say it’s the Great God Hall, but isn’t it no different from a museum?’

Lucia crossed her arms and admired the icon hanging on the wall.

The era depicted in the sacred paintings was diverse.

Before the founding of Lucerne, from 2000 years ago to the present. The number is approximately 10,000.

I don’t know what Siron is talking about with Seonghwang, but it shouldn’t take more than half a day at least. Even if you spend 1 minute on each work, you can only see 1,440 works.

but,

What Lucia was interested in was only a small part of the 2,000 years.

‘You drew it well.’

500 years ago. A torch depicting the achievements of the warrior Kylie in a stylish painting style.

Perhaps due to her accomplishments in defeating a powerful enemy called the Demon God, Kylie alone took up 101 of the 10,000 exhibits.

In a country called Lucerne,

No, the significance of being a hero to mankind was great. That mighty empire has only had some breathing room recently.

A flood of demonic beasts, endless civil strife, famine, and war. They believe that the one who will end all these misfortunes is the warrior.

Having once been a warrior, Lucia knew that a warrior was not an omnipotent being. However, I had no intention of blaming him for vaguely waiting for a savior.

This is because Lucia knew how important it was to hope that things would get better in the future.

‘So I guess I’ll leave something like this behind.’

Lucia smiled lukewarmly as she looked at Kylie standing tall in the black desert.

“Ugh.”

While I was looking at the exhibit with faint eyes, I heard a sighing voice right behind me.

Seira Rohmer. He was one of the few people who knew about Lucia’s past life.

“Aren’t you embarrassed?”

“What?”

“What is it? Laughing while looking at your own praise.”

“…Isn’t that what it is?”

“No, what is it? Even now, my face is red because I got stabbed for no reason.”

Seira grinned and looked down at Lucia. Lucia is excited as if she is being silly! I snorted and looked away.

“What should I do? What can I do when time doesn’t pass? There are so many works and so little time, so you have to choose and focus!”

“In the end, it’s true. I grinned unpleasantly while looking at the picture praising you.”

“…I said no.”

“Then what is it?”

In response to Seira’s question, Lucia pouted her mouth and lowered her gaze.

To be honest, it is true that it was an opportunity to satisfy the desire for recognition by looking at icons praising her achievements.

but,

It was only for an hour, but I think I was thinking quite philosophically after that.

“Well… it has a philosophical theme, right?”

Lucia smiled leisurely and shrugged her shoulders.

“Which is more beneficial: revealing the hero’s identity or not revealing his identity?”

“Hmm. Is there anything else?”

“If there is a god, why don’t he step forward and deal with the hero instead…”

“Tell me more.”

“……It’s over.”

But in the end, the voice becomes smaller, like an ant crawling. Was it a time when there was nothing left to say? Another figure approached from behind.

‘what? ‘Why is my image here?’

Yoru stared at the torch containing Kylie’s image with open eyes, then looked back at Seira.

“Seira. Doesn’t this woman look a lot like me?”

“Oh… Now that I think about it, I look exactly like you.”

” Right? I’m not the only one who thinks that way, right?”

Yoru rubbed his forearms as if he had goosebumps.

“When I thought about it, there were more than one or two suspicious points. Ever since I was little, I always felt like someone was following me, and there weren’t many days when I could sleep comfortably.”

“Nigger. Stop talking bullshit.”

“Did you really say that sleeping was always uncomfortable? The previous elder laughed and said that the energy of heaven was constantly permeating his body, but now that I look at it, it was because these guys were following me around and drawing pictures like this.”

“Don’t talk nonsense? Why do you think Lucerne goes through all that trouble?”

Lucia looked at Yoru, who still couldn’t take her eyes off the torch, with a pitiful face.

Yoru looked down at the continued beating.

“I… wasn’t I still a person of interest? A lot of paper with my face on it was scattered all over the continent…”

“Yes, no. It may be the Empire, but in Lucerne, he was a common criminal.”

“Am I… a petty criminal?”

“Okay. Even though you’ve been hiding your face ever since, no one recognized you. Your reputation is exactly that level.”

“Miscellaneous criminal…”

Yoru heard the words and immediately became sullen.

The excitement was broken. Lucia pouted her lips as she looked at the stairs going up to the second floor.

‘by the way.’

“When will Shiron come? It’s already been 6 hours.”

I tried to focus my mind to see if something big was happening, but I could only feel two signs from above.

One is Shiron, and the one that seems to be opposing it is Seonghwang’s.

Since they didn’t move particularly violently and just stared at each other quietly, it didn’t seem like a fight had occurred.

But I’m just curious as to what kind of conversation we’re having that takes this long.

Ttogak- Ttogak-

It was a time when I continued to think like that for a while. I heard the sound of shoes coming down the stairs from the second floor.

Lucia blinked and looked up. Siron was coming down from above with a smiling face.

“Poetics. Why are you here so late?!”

“You were waiting in front the whole time?”

Siron burst out laughing as he saw Lucia coming out to meet him like a puppy. Seeing you smile makes me smile. Lucia erased all the shadows from her face and smiled.

“It’s all over, right? Let’s return to the empire quickly. I’m hungry because I skipped lunch and dinner.”

“Um… Lucia.”

Siron made a sour face as he looked at Lucia, who was pleased.

“I’m not going to the empire.”

“Huh?”

“I’m going to go to the devil’s land like this.”

Lucia’s eyes widened at those words. I’m going to the devil’s palace now.

“What does that mean? Are you sure you want to get back as soon as possible before departure? Did that elf threaten you to go to the devil?”

Lucia looked at Seonghwang who followed with a grumpy face. Seonghwang, embarrassed by the sparks, looked at Siron.

“I… didn’t say anything.”

When Siron does not open his mouth, he takes it as permission. Diego Rio Cali tried to regain his composure by recalling what had happened in the room a moment ago.

-What happened here is a secret.

Even if it wasn’t Shiron’s intention, I could naturally tell that what happened in that room was not something to be said carelessly.

The Lord first showed the graffiti and phrases scrawled throughout the room only to the warrior, but when the warrior expressed dissatisfaction, he also allowed Diego to see them.

Even those who had faith could sense that it had happened due to something transcendent.

I remember the moment I encountered the warrior Kylie 500 years ago. Diego Rio Cali can be confident that he has become stronger than before, and he was confident that he would maintain a detached attitude even when facing the warrior Kylie.

He is instinctively overwhelmed. I think about it over and over again, but every time I do, I feel like an ant crawling on my shoe…

“You didn’t say anything. Instead, he even gave me a lot of holy relics to use.”

Siron took the initiative to defend Diego.

We talked some more after that, but Diego’s condition hasn’t been good ever since.

Of course, that was no reason to belittle or doubt Diego.

Since he was not a completely ignorant ordinary person and knew the secrets of this world, Shiron simply observed the situation from a higher position.

“Then?”

Lucia’s anger subsided. But what fills that position is concern about poetry.

“Then what is it? I’m going to the devil’s land. From now on, I’m going to kill the three apostles.”

“…I understand.”

“If you want to go to the Empire, you can go there through Seira. Because while crossing the mountain range, we will pass through the Dawn Castle…”

“No, I will follow you too.”

Lucia said that and looked back.

“Let’s send a nigger instead.”

“Me? Why me?”

Yoru stared at Shiron with a bewildered expression, but he responded by taking out an envelope from his pocket.

“This is a letter I wrote in advance, so you go and deliver it.”

“…”

“And if Siriel makes a fuss about coming, hold her back.”

“Do I have to do that?”

“Your Majesty. Could you please give me a ship and a seed for this guy? Ah, I think you can tie me up with Cardinal Jebiel.”

“…Okay.”

Diego listened to the hero’s sincere request. It wasn’t like he was trying to do it on purpose, and I understood that he didn’t have the talent to talk back because the situation was urgent.

‘Fuck you bastard. They asked me to give more revelations, so now I’m just shutting up.’

Several hours have passed since I first saw the graffiti, but there has been no further news.

[Die.]

[do not die.]

I don’t even know what to do.

But I knew what I had to do next.

‘It would be nice if you could show me your face.’

Siron was sure.

In order to solve this frustration, I have to go to the magic world.