The Berserker’s Second Playthrough in the Game - Chapter 245



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Episode 245 Earth, Water, Fire, Light, and Steel (1)

A room filled with mossy metal fittings and a stuffy darkness.

Although it was dusty, a firm voice rang out.

“Daughters of the wilderness who have lost the light and wandered in endless darkness, a pact has been made… … . From now on, I, Aksha, the ‘shaman of rules’, will fulfill her promise in the name of Atala… … .”

An old woman with a stubborn look touched the floor. The incantation camp gave off a yellowish glow, and the walls and ceiling trembled.

Coo coo coo coo coo coo – !!

“Huh, huh… … .”

A pitiful groan followed. The source of the sound was a mysterious woman standing in the middle of the bar. Even though half of her face was covered with a cloth, she looked terrified.

But, as the brilliance fades.

Woof woof woof… … .

The woman’s appearance suddenly changed. She calmed down like a lie and stopped moaning. Instead, she asked in a vaguely confused tone.

“… … Ah, is it all done?”

“That’s right, Blind Eyes Miko… … . “Please move around and make sure you’re not in any inconvenient areas.”

“… … .”

I walked around the room with awkward steps. Take a moment to feel my body as if it were unfamiliar to you. In the end, the woman hugged her chest tightly and sobbed loudly.

“thank you… … . Thank you so, so much… … . Really, how should I repay this favor… … . How dare I thank you… … .”

My heart pounded, my heart beat softly. As if soothing sobbing. The original owner’s spirit sank into unconsciousness, but his will could be vaguely felt.

The old shaman looked at him with pity for a while. But she quickly added a stark warning:

“… … Do not forget, priestess. The daughter of the wilderness did not dedicate her body to you, nor did she lend it to you as a tribute. Even if you are a blind priestess, you will never be able to break the oath you made in Atala’s name.”

“Yes, of course…” … . Don’t worry, Aksha. Even if the sandstorm stops in the wilderness and the waves dry up in the ocean, I will not tarnish the body of this benefactor or the name of Atala.”

“… … .”

It was a warning that came from an unknown anger. That shaman was a great person who would always keep her promise even if everyone urged her to break it… … .

Aksha, the ‘Priest of Rules’, coughed and asked.

“so… … What are you going to do from now on? Are you going to go see the great warrior right away, Yebril?”

“… … yes? Ah, yes. That’s right, Yevril… … . That’s the name now… … .”

“Keep in mind. You must abandon your old name. According to the law of the world, act only as ‘Yevril’ and not as ‘Cyril’ while you remain in this body.”

“… … .”

Cyril… … No, Evril nodded his head solemnly.

About 200 years ago, Cyril, the ‘shaman with blind eyes’ who built numerous ruins and disappeared, returned to this world using the new ‘shaman with blind eyes’ as a medium.

Looking back, the whole process truly felt like a miracle.

The return of the great warrior after an endless period of time, the restoration of his supernatural powers because of him, the fact that the sound he had spread without a destination reached the priestess of Junjik, the fact that he prepared a great spell to add souls together within the confined ruins, and finally the fact that he found a suitable medium and called upon him to borrow his body.

But this was not an accidental miracle. This was a miracle made possible thanks to Cyril’s magical power, which had reached a point where he had implicitly penetrated the laws of heaven and achieved his will, and the price he had promised by signing an oath.

The mediator, Yevril, was promised the following in exchange for his oath: knowledge of ancient sorcery, greater psychic powers, and a high-level sorcery called the Mind’s Eye, which would open the mind’s eye.

It was an offer she could not refuse. By giving up her body for just a few months, she would be able to increase her stagnant magical abilities by leaps and bounds, and she would also be able to escape the shackles of blindness that had bound her for her entire life. In fact, it was an honor just to help this great ancestor without any compensation.

However, it was unclear whether the one proposing the pact would benefit.

It is against the law of nature for multiple souls to reside in one body. The spell that overlays this soul has the restriction that ‘it must never reveal itself’. Even if you reunite with the great warrior you have been waiting for for hundreds of years, you cannot reveal that you are your former comrade.

The matchmaker of the oath, Aksha, couldn’t shake off his doubts. He couldn’t ask why she left, he couldn’t tell her his pent-up resentment, and he couldn’t openly express his regrets, so why did he insist on taking over someone else’s body? No matter how much she was the noble ‘Priestess of the Blind Eye’… … he couldn’t help but suspect that there was some hidden agenda that he couldn’t see.

But it soon became clear that the worries were unfounded.

“… … No. First, rather than the Great Master, I should find and help General Goltarran. That general is my benefactor’s benefactor. My benefactor said that the reason he studied so much sorcery was to repay the person who believed in him.”

“… … .”

The blind-eyed shaman still prioritized the hearts of others over her own. Even the reason for borrowing her body was not simply a personal love to see Daejeonsa.

“Aksha, a terrible ‘giant’ will come to this continent once again. Just as I did three hundred years ago, I must stand by and assist the great warrior who will confront the giant.”

“A giant… … ? Seriously… … You’re saying a giant… … .”

“Yes, that’s right. Soon, the ‘Great Demon’ will descend upon the earth… … Ugh!”

Suddenly, Eveliel sat down, clutching his head. Aksha immediately knew what the problem was.

“Do not divulge the secrets of heaven recklessly! Since the vessel has changed, you should not speak of the secrets of heaven so directly as before and abuse your supernatural powers!”

“Huh, huh… … .”

As the name suggests, ‘supernatural power’ is the power to communicate with gods and see and implement the will of heaven.

However, the easy acquisition of something like praying and having God grant it to you is against the sacredness of Atala, which is ‘strife and wilderness’. Therefore, most of the priestesses who acquired supernatural powers without much hardship were only able to indirectly leak the secrets of heaven and cause miracles.

Cyril had been the only exception to the restrictions so far. Her journey to defeat the Great Demon and her unwavering will despite her fatal flaw had granted her immense ‘supernatural powers’. However, with her body changed, she could no longer be free from the restrictions.

“I’m sorry, I looked unsightly… … . From now on, just like you… … “I must be careful to speak carefully.”

“… … .”

Aksha couldn’t hide her troubled expression.

Even if you reveal that much of your natural energy, you can recover so quickly… … . It was still a great magical power. However, if you were to ask me once again whether it was worth fighting against the ‘Great Devil’, it was definitely not.

“Stop it, Evril. If you fight against the forces of the giant with that body, both you and the owner of that body will be crushed to pieces smaller than a grain of sand and die.”

“No, you can’t…” … . And, don’t worry, I will do my best to prevent your benefactor’s body from being damaged.”

“So, what are you going to do? Even if you defeat the great evil after going through all that hardship, you will gain nothing. The great warrior will never know of your existence, and all the credit and glory will go to the new blind priestess. Why on earth do you not come out in your original body?”

“… … .”

What came back instead of an answer was a faint, bitter smile.

Aging eyes opened wide. It occurred to me later that the shaman created a hundred ruins, sent away all the other shamans, and imprisoned herself only after her spirit and body had become extremely weak.

“Could it be that you, like us… couldn’t preserve your body?”

“… … .”

“No, why on earth… … ? Wasn’t the shaman looking forward to meeting again with the Great Master? But why on earth didn’t you even leave room to preserve your body? … .”

Aksha somehow suggested that they immediately ask the Great Warrior for help and rescue. As always, there was no answer. Only a faint smile continued, like a halo passing through the clouds.

After a long silence, a voice that contained the memories of many years ago came out.

“… … I heard those words a long time ago. From a girl as pure and warm as a flame.”

“… … .”

“My sister is the ‘land.’ Even if the rain accumulates, if there is a drought, and if lightning strikes, she will stay there. Even if it becomes desolate like a wilderness and no one pays attention, she will silently continue to devote herself. Yes… … I think that girl saw it exactly.”

His eyes, obscured by a cloth, were directed to the floor. His vision did not see the land, but he saw the value and labor of the land.

“When a traveler walks on it, the earth does not say anything. It just silently supports his steps. If there is a land that asks to be cultivated or that holds his feet like a swamp, the traveler will never be able to continue his journey safely.”

“… … .”

“But the moment the traveler completes his mission, the moment he finally completes the arduous journey of life and reaches the end, he will lie deep in the ground and finally realize.”

“… … .”

“You were here. You were always with me. I am… … “I guess I wasn’t alone.”

Aksha felt suffocated. Yevril looked up at the distant ceiling in his mind’s eye.

“I think it should be that way. I think I should complete my ‘mission of struggle’ without him looking back at me, just with the help at his feet. It may be selfishness that doesn’t ask what his will is, but… … “I think it should be that way.”

“… … Really, is that enough?”

“Yes, if only we could meet again with a smile at the promised place one day…” … Even if he doesn’t even know I exist right now, that’s enough for me, Aksha.”

An old shaman with a lost expression and a bewildered expression.

The precepts of the barren wilderness say: The priestesses of the wilderness are dust that floats around, teasing the wind, and the soil that lives namelessly and is buried. So, consider all earthly achievements and relationships as fleeting and only follow the mission given by heaven. Aksha, the ‘priestess of the precepts’, has endured the years of confinement by strictly maintaining the precepts.

But right now, at this moment.

At this very moment, I am faced with a priestess who has saved the world and endured for 300 years, yet has received no reward.

For the first time, the precepts… … I thought it was unreasonable.

*

A floor shimmering with damp shadows, a hiding place filled with darkness that blocks out light.

A voice as cold but clear as a shadow rang out.

“I hope you can find shade to avoid the sun even in the middle of the night when the sun never sets. A nameless servant of darkness meets the Patriarch.”

The woman with her back to the halo of light knelt down. As the entrance closed, the spirit was also enveloped in darkness, and only the pupils remained, emitting a yellow afterglow.

In front of the woman was a nail as black as ink. Beyond the pond was a narrow passage. Inside the passage, there was a throne with a stark shadow carved into it. And on the throne.

A man wearing a red-tinted suit was sitting.

“… … .”

“… … .”

The man was of considerable size. His outline was completely lost in the darkness, but his majestic presence clearly revealed this fact. Because of his magnificent physique and quiet demeanor, he gave off an air of some kind of religious symbol rather than a human being.

Even after waiting for a long time, there was no sign of movement. Eventually, the woman, Ilenia, knelt down and reported what she had come to report.

“The warriors of revelation and the evil stars who participated in the central front reached a conclusion. The 9-seat ‘Star that Brings Peace’ violated the restrictions and was destroyed by heavenly punishment. And the 3rd ‘star that pierces the truth’ is… … “He turned his back on the Elgar Church and switched to the Allied Forces.”

“… … .”

“… … Given the circumstances, it seems that the Warrior of Revelation was convinced after hearing the truth about the ‘watchful eyes’.”

The shock that the news brought was enormous.

Elgar’s star, ‘Decagram’, are all fanatics with a strong faith. Rather than persuading people to convert, they were the type of people who would cut off someone’s head at the slightest suspicion about Elgar. Only the followers of the forgotten god who died after trying to appease him through underwater work for nearly a hundred years have reached three digits of water.

But how can you convert such a decagram, and a decagram with three seats at that?

Even if he had domesticated dragons and turned elves into arsonists, it would not have been more surprising. Rumors spread like wildfire within the Forgotten God Church. As a result, the support of the followers of the ‘Warrior of Revelation’ soared to the sky, and even the heretical sects that had regarded him as the source of disaster were slowly changing their attitudes.

In particular, the man sitting on that throne, the patriarch of the church, must have felt even more moved.

Because this person has a long-standing relationship with the ‘Warrior of Revelation’… …

“It’s a noble family, but I wonder if the star of Elgar is based on the Patriarch’s old nickname… … “They say it’s called ‘the star that turned its back on the light.’”

… … He was also a pioneer who realized the truth and turned his back on Elgar.

“… … .”

“… … .”

Ilenia cautiously glanced at him. Under the dark silence, the figure beyond the passage remained motionless.

The patriarch was a great man who was difficult to understand. Usually, he was kind-hearted like a kind-hearted old man or boisterous like a drunkard, but sometimes he was strict enough to tell the Heretic Questioner to go away, and very occasionally, he was more insidious than the devil. In some ways, he was truly worthy of an apostle who served the ‘god of darkness and chaos.’

Still, since this is shocking news, I thought there would be a clear reaction… … My expectations were completely different. The patriarch continued to remain motionless like a tree. Ilenia belatedly noticed that he was covering his eyes with both hands and making the sign of the cross.

Time passed by in vain. When the leg of the woman who was kneeling slowly began to cramp, her hand covering her eyes finally dropped and her tightly closed lips opened.

And then, Illenia heard news that was even more shocking than what she had told.

“… … “We have found the culprit who damaged the divinity of a forgotten god and erased his name.”

“… … !!”

Eyes shaking as if they were going to break, voice continuing solemnly.

“Decagram 2nd seat, ‘the star that swallows darkness’. “He is the culprit.”

The most devout apostate, ‘Gordon, who turned his back on the light’, rose from the shadows and raised his eyes.