Tale of the Fake Hero - Chapter 301
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Season 3: Episode 109
Everyone stared blankly at the miraculous sight.
The raging lava gradually sinks below sea level, and the sandstorm that had been sweeping across the horizon gradually dies down.
The Lanoa Bridge collapsed with the explosion of Mauna Loa, leaving the demons with no way to cross the river, and with the focal point of their unification gone, there was no way for them to cooperate.
“… … !”
“… … !”
“… … !”
In the midst of murderous feverish despair.
As if I was being dragged into that deep, hot abyss and then pulled out to the surface.
The soldiers, who had been unable to catch their breath, burst into tears at the same time the moment the sky of volcanic ash parted and the sun’s rays shone through.
“Woah, woo, woooooooooooo… … !”
“I won, I won… … !”
“With just 200,000 people, we were able to stop the incarnation-level Mauna Loa and block the advance of the demons… …!”
While some people were hugging each other and crying, others were just standing there blankly.
The Red Lotus Corps… … .
The survivors of the corps that was annihilated with less than a hundred men left defending the coast connected to the columnar joints were only waiting for the return of the Geoshin Type 48.
Just in case, I don’t know… … .
Just in case, I don’t know… … .
Niven Alter Jierda and Mozna Alter Solang also rushed forward, throwing down their weapons in a hurry.
“Ah, shit, come quick!”
“Mozuna, what kind of habit is that for the highest-ranking Incarnation-level subjugation recipient!”
“That’s, no, it’s because you’re usually so sweet but then you become so slow at important moments… … .”
The half-damaged Giant Type 48 came forward, cutting through the sea.
The titan, having lost the last of its power as its steam core exploded, crashed to the shore.
Halbaron stumbled out of the cockpit, his expression even more dazed than those present.
“Admiral!”
“Admiral, our captain is!”
“Aydin!”
Halvaron gave no answer. From the giant’s shoulder leaped the silver-clad squire, Balbray.
“Your Majesty!”
“Sir, our leader is… … ?”
Balbray nodded firmly, bringing reality to the forefront.
“Laminea has finished her path and set out on her final journey.”
“yes?”
“Consider it a source of pride in your lives that you were able to serve that great warrior by his side.”
The soldiers of the Red Lotus Corps blinked and exchanged glances.
He died… … ?
That Laminea… …?
Quickly accepting that reality, maybe it was the moment when they exchanged smiles, but Delfred’s legs gave out and he knelt down.
“Master… … .”
John approached him cautiously and placed his hand on his shoulder, but the disciple’s hand was also shaking like crazy.
– I told you John is really so cute.
Laminea was not just a captain. She was like a mother to the corps, taking care of everyone.
– I would like to have a son as smart as John later on.
With that man, a member of the corps could walk even into the fires of hell.
That’s what happened… … .
That’s what happened… … .
Finally, the soldiers, forced to accept reality by following Delfred’s reaction, sat down, beat the ground, and began to weep.
“Chief, how come… … .”
“If you go on like this, we… … .”
As Mozna began to sway and almost fell, Niven supported her body.
“Mosuna… … .”
“Again, again? Ha, haha, why, why is it always like this… … .”
It was around that time that Camilla arrived at the Ranoa Bridge front.
Sweat was pouring down from all over his body like rain. He was breathing with wheezing as if his lungs were going to burst.
Camilla held her knees with both hands and took a deep breath, then looked around and spotted Gorgotia standing right next to her.
“Hey, Gorgotia, you won, you won, right? You won, right? What about your master? Your master, that is, Niven, not my, my master… …!”
Although he was asking questions in a pressing manner, it was probably closer to confirming facts than actually asking questions.
Everything… … .
All the circumstances are… … .
Everyone is crying, and the moment Gorgotia’s name is called, her eyes tremble and she opens her mouth while sobbing, and no one can meet her gaze.
“At last, at last… … while defeating the incarnation-level demon… … .”
What happened to the teacher, and where is he?
Gorgotia’s words were vague.
I couldn’t tell where those words were referring to. It was the moment when the anxiety that I couldn’t shake off the whole time I was running here began to take on the clothes of reality.
“Ha, haha, hahaha… … .”
Why did I laugh? At the moment when everything in my life was shattered. At the moment when the thing that gave me everything in life disappeared.
The master left first.
To the other side of the world, beyond this world, where hands cannot reach, words cannot reach, and where there is no need to hold the world together with a sword, together with Ashir.
“Hot, ahahaha, ahahahaha, hahahahahahahaha… … .”
I didn’t have the energy to cry, but my body kept making noises, so I just let it out and that sound came out.
Distant memories… … .
Now that we can no longer be together, why did the sound of my teacher’s laughter, always heard on the horizon of memories that I can no longer share, come out of my own mouth?
“Hahaha, ha, haha, ha, ha… … .”
Was it because the Master always smiled so brightly that he wanted to let us hear that sound when we were about to part ways forever?
Don’t cry, Kami… … .
Now, try smiling like this… … .
Camilla could not become like her master. Until the day she died, she could not become like anything properly. Not even her master, not even the life of Aesir.
“Ah, ah, ah, ah… … .”
It was the same on the day when she received the news of Asher and Laminea’s death. Camilla couldn’t smile like those two.
In the middle of the strait… … .
Camilla, who was running towards her teacher who died without leaving a single gravestone and whose traces of lava still remained, was grabbed by both arms by Niven.
“Camilla, calm down! Camilla! I can’t let you die too. You too… …!”
Still, I can’t go to that world beyond… … The lumps of desire to go… … are piling up and overflowing in an instant… … .
With both arms held tightly… … .
Even though I was waving my hands and feet like crazy and stretching them out… … my body was being dragged far inland, not to the sea where my teacher died… … only sighs that could not be cried out kept flowing out.
“Ah, ah, ahh …
Epilogue of the prequel, I, Become a warrior like you (1)
Hannah Ludwig received the news of her eldest daughter’s death at Bellewyn Manor on the morning of February 20, 1676 AD.
Under the morning sunlight.
The second daughter, Radis Ludwig, who was finalizing her marriage with Balkan Belchester, was revealing the purity and innocence of a maiden.
It was a car that everyone in the mansion was looking at, laughing, and looking forward to.
The eldest daughter and Camilla will be back soon… … The mansion is going to get really noisy… … .
“It is a disgrace to my family that I won the Dragon Sword Festival but was unable to go to the battlefield to take care of my injuries. I will tell you the rest when I return.”
Just as Balkan was about to conclude the marriage, the Griffin Rider landed in the mansion field, creating a gust of wind.
At that moment, the handle of Radis’ teacup split and the tea spilled over her skirt.
As the maids were hastily tending to the young lady’s body, the family’s guardian knight, Bimonte, approached and the griffin rider brought urgent news.
“What’s going on?”
“The Adrion Continent has been lost, and the Vatican has now designated the Adrion Continent as a Demon Realm.”
“What? What about the soldiers?”
“Thanks to the efforts of Laminia Alter Aradmantel, the incarnation-level Mauna Loa has been successfully stopped, and the demons will not be able to leave the continent for a while. The details are in there. I have many places to go, so this is my last stop.”
Bimonte hesitated for a moment, then walked over to Hannah Ludwig, who was on the terrace of the mansion, and knelt down.
Hannah used her telekinetic magic to pull the urgent message up to the second floor terrace, then quickly broke the seal.
As she broke the seal, the tip of her fingernail split. As she read the contents, Hannah stumbled and fell.
“Ma’am, ma’am!”
“Oh, Mom!”
They say that when children lose their parents, they bury them in the ground… … .
Where should parents who have lost their children bury them?
To children, parents are a part of life, but to parents, children are their whole life… … .
“Mom, what’s wrong? What’s written here?”
Radis, who witnessed the same despair as Hannah, also collapsed.
The corners of his mouth were distorted into a smile.
Radis thought as her consciousness was sucked into a whirlpool of resignation and fear.
‘What’s so embarrassing?’
I knew this would happen.
– Missing.
From the day my older sister left the mansion when I was a child.
– Laminaria Alter Aradmantel, missing.
I knew it would happen someday.
– Laminia Alter Aradmantel, disappeared immediately after the operation to stop the Mauna Loa incarnation.
Yeah, I knew it, I knew it… … .
– Radiradi! Sister is going to become a warrior. Take care! While making Mom suffer more for Sister!
That laughter… … .
‘Sister, then… … .’
That laughter that was always clear and pure… … .
‘So now we can never meet again… … ?’
As the ringing reverberated like a thunderclap, Radis’ body began to sway and she also fell down.
‘Like father… … sister too… … ?’
* * *
The Magical Alliance’s Special Forces Division receives direct orders from the Holy See.
From 1671 to 1676 AD, during the ‘Black Summer’, the four seasons of the continent of Akrad were also bizarrely hot.
The Black Church organization appeared again and again like a swarm, attempting to invade places where the and their followers were sealed, such as Harbadonia, Trident Point, and the Red Mountains.
“You guys don’t get tired of it either. You guys, regardless of whether it’s the abyss or whatever, are you doing this because you just want to see me? Like, ‘I’m a fan, let’s communicate~’?”
Jabal Ludwig was at the center of that unrecorded bloodbath.
“Heh, heh heh heh heh, heh heh heh heh! Take it easy, you bastard Archmage.”
“You want me to use you more than I do now? Hehe, your tastes are really unique. My subordinates are already disgusted by this. I like it. You, become my subordinate.”
“Soon the stars will be established, and those who have received his sign will appear… … to awaken kings and restore the world to its original state.”
“Sir, that kid was wasting time! The spell is working!”
“I will never go alone! Hahahahahahahahaha! I will sacrifice you all to the kings─!”
“─Yeah, Bell Curious. Everything is nullified. Rainbow reflections, bang bang bang.”
… … … … … … … … .
… … … … … … … ?
“Ugh, crazy, crazy, crazy! Where did you go? Why did you disappear! It’s a barrier that I prepared for three months!”
“I can finish in three minutes what it would take you three years to study. First, I have to get your head in order. Bam.”
The colleagues and juniors of the Special Affairs Division, which was selected only from the best battle mages, died one after another. Starting in 1674 AD, Jabal was the head of the Special Affairs Division.
“Sir, we have received an urgent call from the Vatican.”
“Another mission assignment? No, sir, if it was going to be like this, I wouldn’t have come to the special forces. I would have just gone to the battlefield. My older sister and younger brother are there.”
“I think… you’ll have to see it for yourself.”
“The child is holding the weight. Give it to me, Inma. Are you going to cut my salary or something?”
The smile disappeared from Jabal’s expression as he read the emergency telegram dryly, displaying his characteristic playfulness.
While the message was being delivered to Jabal, the special agents who had confirmed the contents did not dare to break the manager’s silence.
Jabal absentmindedly thought about the boundaries between those who had left the battlefield first without fighting together and those who had stayed on the battlefield and died fighting.
‘What is a warrior… … .’
Must a warrior die…?
What is a warrior… … .
What is courage… … .
Why must there be warriors and non-warriors in this world? … … .
* * *
News of the loss of the continent of Adrion and the victory spread throughout the continent in April.
The wave of condolences toward the fallen soldiers was quickly buried in the shadows of ‘victory’ and ‘end of war.’
The continent of Akrad was far from war, and for them, war was nothing more than a burden on their daily lives, unless their parents had gone to war.
“Now that the general mobilization order has been lifted, I guess I’ll eat my fill.”
“I can also prepare for your trip.”
“Will Dad come back now that he has earned a lot of money?”
The sadness of the yellow dragon Yoshhar, who had come across this sad news and the behavior of mankind in the blue city of Tervenople, was calm.
Yoshhar was truly sad.
I should have been there too, if only it had been so the ending might have been different, just like all those fights in the 12th century… … .
always…….
The children of firewood… … .
So this is how you die… … .
The College of Cardinals of the Vatican had to have at least four cardinals remain in the Vatican Palace to look after the body of the dragon. If the cardinals did not remove the abyss, the dragon would die in an instant.
Is this kind of indifference truly loyalty?
Is this really the kind of life… … .
Is this the path that leads to light…?
The smiles of Lista Alter Surpin and Laminea Alter Aradmantel as they left the Vatican during the turbulent times of the 12th century overlapped in my mind.
– Sir, I’ll be back!
– Sir, I’ll be back!
Since the dragon race has no feelings of favoritism, this genetic law may have contained Karenden’s admonition to love all people equally.
However, through Lista, Yoshar came to realize what favoritism was.
Lista was reincarnated as Miria in the 15th century and left behind descendants, at the end of which stood Laminea. Laminea resembled her ancestors.
– mister.
From its appearance.
His personality and his life.
– Elder.
Yoshuhar’s body shook in silence.
That day, Yoshhar cried for a long time.
The next morning, at dawn, Yoshar sent a draft decree to the Vatican prohibiting singing and dancing everywhere on the continent until the survivors returned.
A reply came back from the College of Cardinals.
The response was that the enforcement ordinance was approved unanimously and that the enforcement plan would be reviewed and then announced.
* * *
The Steel Fleet, which accommodated 20,000 human survivors, left the waters of the Adrion continent after the war.
The fleet displayed black flags to show their intention to pay homage. The bodies of the payqueriers were placed in nameless coffins along with the Sword of the Supreme Star.
The Steel Fleet replenished its supply of lard, firewood, and other supplies via the green city of in the Tershi Archipelago.
When anchoring, the honor guard prepared by the mayor of greeted the fleet with salutes.
The fleet set course north to the blue city of Tervenople to the funeral march of the Carsico military band.
In , Yoshhar is greeted by the coffins of the resurrected soldiers and the payqueriers.