章節 593: CHAPTER 750
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While Murakan remained on the battlefield for a moment, the disappeared enemies accounted for nearly 50%.
Mary, Tona brothers, and Yona, also killed the former patriarchs.
Even though the Black chains had already vanished, they couldn't put up a decent resistance.
The enemy formation was collapsing. The allies desperately exploited weaknesses, swinging their swords and casting spells.
Another fierce battle ensued.
However, the temporary alliance was clearly gaining the upper hand.
Although casualties were mounting, their side was taking down a significantly larger number of enemies.
"Victory is within reach! Stay focused until the end!"
"Any news from the 12th Flagbearer?"
Whenever they had a moment, the allies glanced towards the chaos curtain that contained Jin and the evil god.
Compared to when Murakan first broke through, the curtain had significantly shrunk.
It seemed too narrow for two people to stand side by side.
'Is Jin entering a new subspace with the evil god?'
Valeria furrowed her brow as she examined the records.
The records stated that Jin and the evil god had left the battlefield.
She became worried.
Since they used the Wavelength Tracking Synchronization Device and even called Murakan, Jin had no more secret weapons left.
Enya, who understood her concerns, grabbed Valeria's hand.
"Young Master Jin will definitely return."
Valeria widened her eyes for a moment and then smiled at Enya.
"Wow, it's a rare sight to see Valeria smile. It makes you even more beautiful... Should I create another fan club? Anyway, don't worry about Young Master Jin, help me a bit. Please use this."
Enya pulled out a "mirror" from her bosom.
"The chaos storm surrounding Ram is steadily narrowing. If we reinforce the shield with this Mirror, we might be able to delay it a little longer."
As the chaos storm continued to tighten, Ram was gradually sinking.
It wasn't due to some control mechanism lowering the altitude.
It was because of Murakan's breath and the ongoing destruction of the battle. Its functionality was gradually being lost.
People and monsters on the giant battleship that was plummeting.
Enya opened the mirror, hoping that all the people among them would survive unharmed.
Valeria, on behalf of Enya, read the flow of infinite mana and provided assistance.
Gradually, the traces of the subspace that confined Jin and the evil god were fading away.
Even as the Ram sank, there was no movement in the traces of the subspace suspended in the sky.
Thinking of Jin fighting alone within it, his companions continued to faithfully fulfill their assigned tasks.
***
Jin was facing the evil god.
At first, it was a gigantic creature resembling Glyek, but after merging with Ram, it took on a demonic form with horns and wings, drenched in chaos.
However, the current evil had taken on the most familiar appearance to Jin.
Calmly sinking black hair, cold and firm gaze, a straight posture that seemed unyielding.
The appearance of a human who had led the clan as the acting matriarch of Runcandel for many years.
Unlike when Jin faced young Rosa in the castle, he was no longer taken aback by the evil god's transformations.
"I somehow expected you to appear like this if I followed you..."
There was no slightest tremor in Jin's sword as he faced the evil god.
The intense emotions that had surged just moments ago had turned into a determination to kill his opponent, like a sword being forged.
For a while, the evil god stared at Jin in silence.
Jin could feel that no aura was forming in this subspace.
The same went for mana and shadow force.
Within this subspace, they couldn't use any special powers.
However, Jin was not afraid.
Even if he had to fight unarmed and without a sword, he was confident that he would not die in this place.
"What a lonely landscape."
The evil god spoke, its voice hollow and desolate, like that of a death row inmate who had accepted their fate and ascended the scaffold.
Unlike their previous encounters, the space where the two stood was devoid of any activity. A vast, empty white desert.
This was the evil god's inner world, the end of its subconscious.
"I wonder what your realm looks like. I suddenly became curious. It surely isn't as empty and bleak as mine."
"Because I didn't live like you."
There was no anger mixed in Jin's voice as he replied.
"No. Our lives are still similar, my youngest son. Just not entirely the same."
"What do you think caused that slight difference?"
"Do you want to call it the fighting spirit?"
"Yes."
"How relentless. Even if I were to be reborn, I wouldn't have the courage to live a more fervent life than my current self.I don't have the confidence to make a choice that doesn't turn me into the evil god. I truly sacrificed everything for the clan... I've controlled all desires throughout my life, never prioritizing myself over the clan, and never once complained. In that lonely and cold time."
"You took the wrong path."
"What is the right path? And is it something even a culprit like me can do? Like you, who had the opportunity to regress and live a new life with memories?"
[T/L:- Ron came to know about Jin's regression when he became genesis knight and same case with Rosa although she is more of a god. So, what about Chiron, he is already a Genesis knight. What do you think?]
Jin was not surprised even at the part where the evil god mentioned his regression. He had a suspicion that the death revealed one secret to the disappearing god.
"I've always had one question for you. In my past life, why did you stop eating for two days when I was banished?"
The evil god burst into a sly laughter.
"Of course, you're asking the obvious. Don't I seem like a human? I also feel sadness, fall into depression, and struggle in agony. I want to be with my husband, embrace my children. But by doing so, the Runcandel clan wouldn't become stronger. That's not the way of the family of swordsmen called Runcandel; it's the way of an ordinary household."
Jin tightly closed his eyes for a moment.
"I am not a monster, my youngest. I was thrown into a position where I had to become a monster. Even before accepting the chaos, I was already a monster. I had no choice. The power to make decisions in my life was never in my hands."
That's the difference between you and me.
Transparent tears streamed down the evil god's eyes as it continued its words.
"I fought against life with all my might, but I lost. I couldn't surpass an unavoidable fate, a destiny. It was the difference caused by the capabilities and opportunities given at birth."
The evil god slowly withdrew its frenzy from the scabbard.
"It's not unjust. Not everyone can fulfill their dreams, not everyone can fulfill their given duties. There are things that are inevitable no matter how fierce you are. Naturally, I don't have the desire to make excuses. I just wanted to say it to someone, to you..."
"...I might have felt some empathy if you had failed as a human rather than becoming an evil god and stayed as a person, even if it eventually led the clan down the path of decline."
"That might have been the case."
"While I cannot forgive you, I would have made an effort to understand."
"But I no longer seek that. Now, I don't know what the human heart is, what choices a person should rightfully make. I don't want to deny my harsh past, and I certainly don't want to justify my sins."
Now, I just want to fight you until I break and collapse...
Clang!
The frenzy struck Jin's chest.
It was heavy.
Jin couldn't tell if the weight came from the frenzy or something else.
All he knew was that he had to push it away, strike, stab.
"Youngest. This battle is more like a blessing to me. My last vestige of humanity cursed me as it died in your embrace. I am fervently hoping for that curse to be fulfilled. Do you know why? Because pain is better than loneliness."
This time, Jin pushed the blade into the evil god's throat.
Drip. The blade grazed the throat, staining it with blood. Hot, crimson droplets were obscuring his vision.
It felt like cutting a person, not an evil god.
Only now did he realize the sensation of being able to establish a bond with a human, no longer a monster.
However, Jin didn't see this as a "battle."
The evil god was already in a state of defeat even before giving birth to Jin. It was already a monster, no different from a person, even before Jin grew up.
Defeating someone who had already been defeated long ago was impossible.
That person wasn't present in this place.
One of the two entangled swords in the relentless clash belonged to the current living human, while the other was merely a trace of the person who disappeared long ago.
In the endless exchange of blows, Jin and the evil god accumulated wounds on their bodies. They were drenching each other in their own blood.
To the point where they wanted to stop fighting.
The evil god fiercely extended its sword, becoming desperate but showing no hesitation.
Jin felt that she, in the end, remained selfish. Just like how everyone becomes sad when their parents die, despite being brutally abused.
Just like an inevitable torment that came.
They couldn't tell how long they fought.
Jin kneeled on one knee, leaning on the sword, and looked down at the evil god.
"Ugh, cough..."
The fallen evil god gasped for breath. It continued to open its mouth as if trying to say something, but only blood foam came out instead of a voice.
Jin no longer had the strength to cut off its last breath. With labored breathing, Jin had to silently witness the evil god's final moments.
The evil god's consciousness was fading away.
Jin never took his gaze off the evil god.
He held on to its fading spirit, not letting it die to escape that death.
Finally, the evil god couldn't leave any last words to Jin.
The moment the evil god's breath ran out.
Whaaaam!
A sudden white light burst forth, and Jin instinctively closed his eyes.
When he opened his eyes, the blue and shining sky of Huphester enveloped Jin, a sight he hadn't seen in a long time.
Jin was plummeting towards the ground, unable to move a finger.
He had exited the subspace.
As Jin descended, one by one, voices of people reached his ears. He could hear the lamenting calls of his companions.
"Jin...!"
A warm gust of magic, like a whirlwind, wrapped around Jin.
It was Valeria's magic.
Jin was gently pulled towards her embrace by the magic of the wind.
And Jin could see.
He could see the figures of Valeria and his companions anxiously shout something.
And what unfolded beyond that, the Garden of Swords.
Jin closed his eyes, confirming the landscape that remained unharmed.
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章節 594: CHAPTER 751
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On the first day of July in 1803, after the decisive battle between the Temporary Alliance and the Evil god, ten days had passed in the blink of an eye.
The world was gradually returning to its former state.
The sky and land were free of chaos, with a clear blue sky, shimmering beaches, fishing boats floating on the sea, bustling market streets, and everyday life free from the fear of the Evil god...
Fortunately.
Not only the Lutero Magic Federation and the Vermont Empire but also the entire continent, which had been engulfed in chaos, were starting to regain their previous appearance.
Not all the humans in the Huphester alliance had been sacrificed to the Evil god.
When the chaos that had covered the entire continent subsided, it turned out that there were far more survivors in Huphester than the Temporary Alliance had expected.
"It's the first time I've realized that checking reports and numbers can be so enjoyable and fortunate. Are the numbers and writings on this paper truly reflecting the situation of each surviving region?"
Mary asked.
Due to not having had a peaceful sleep even once since the end of the war, her face was pale and fatigued, but her eyes were sparkling.
"Oh, you are not the only one who is surprised, elder sister! We keep sending messengers to personally confirm the numbers and reports. They're all true."
"That's why you should go in and rest, get some sleep. We'll take care of the flagbearer duties. Don't keep asking the same question over and over again."
The Tona brothers replied.
Like Mary, both of them had sleepy faces with gleaming eyes.
"You think I'm going to beat you just because I double-checked a couple of times? Are you crazy?"
"Hah! Are you going to hit us? Try it!"
"Well, uh!"
Thud!
Mary left fist marks on the foreheads of the two brothers.
"Hah! We, as flagbearers, have our dignity."
"We've grown old enough. Uh, my forehead."
"No one is watching. I'm being lenient because it feels good. What about the youngest? Still not awake?"
"Why do you keep asking the same question... Ah, lower your fists."
"Elder sister, you heard it directly from the Holy King about an hour ago. She said the youngest is recovering steadily."
"I'm concerned because he hasn't regained consciousness. I can't help worrying."
"But that's... What did she say? It's not a medical condition of being unconscious; he's just in a long sleep. She emphasized that he will definitely wake up, so you don't need to worry."
"I understand your intention to reduce the workload for the youngest when he wakes up, but if you keep going like this, your body will suffer more, elder sister."
"Fetch the teapot, will you?"
"Ah..."
The siblings were unaware.
Since the start of their conversation, Jin had been awake in a different building.
While seeing off Lani who had just left, there was no one in the room where Jin was lying down.
Jin stared blankly at the ceiling for a while.
'This place…'
Familiar yet unfamiliar ceiling, it wasn't Tikan.
'...The Garden of Swords?'
The room Jin had used when he was still a cadet.
It was right there.
Even though Jin could move his body, he continued to stare at the ceiling as if he were bound.
He was afraid it might be a dream.
Since Jin's return to the human world, the Garden of Swords had been destroyed several times.
During the first all out attack, Jin had witnessed the destruction of the Garden of Swords with his own eyes. And the enormous castle of the Evil god had been built on the very site where the Garden of Swords used to be.
Therefore, Jin thought it was impossible for the Garden of Swords to remain intact like this.
Jin calmed his trembling heart and tried to recall his last memory.
He remembered the moment when he defeated the Evil god and plummeted to the surface.
'I feel like I saw the Garden of Swords still intact back then.'
He stood up from his seat and pinched his cheek.
It hurt. He pinched harder, checked to see if he could feel pain, and even took a sip of water from the glass placed beside him.
The sensation of cold water flowing down his throat was clearer than ever before.
"Young master!"
Jin heard Gilly's voice.
"Young Master Jin!"
"12th flagbearer!"
"Lord!"
"My lord!"
"Jin!"
"Darling!"
The voices of his comrades echoed together.
They had all returned after seeing off the Holy King and just came back.
Gilly hugged Jin tightly and tears welled up in her eyes.
The other comrades also had moist eyes, especially Jet, who was sitting down and crying, repeatedly saying, "Lord, Lord, our Lord has awakened."
If only the sound of Jet's crying could be heard from outside, it would be mistaken for Jin being dead rather than waking up.
"Young master, are you okay?"
"Darling! Are you hurt anywhere? Do you know how worried Sandra was, waiting for you for so long?"
"Young master, you woke up after ten days. And as you can see... you did it. You saved the world and reclaimed the Runcandel. That's what they're saying about you, young master."
As his comrades exchanged various words, Jin inexplicably felt mischievous.
"...Who are you guys?"
"...Young master?"
"Where is this place...?"
"What did you say?"
"My lord!?"
"Yo-Young Master?"
"Darling? No, this can't be!"
Jin's comrades widened their eyes, feeling a sinking sensation in their chests.
Jin was about to say one more word, asking who he was, but Valeria's entrance disrupted the moment.
"Well, surprisingly, there's a mischievous side to you. Isn't this prank too much for the people who waited for you with heavy hearts?"
Though her tone seemed cold, Valeria was smiling broadly.
Apart from the ten days of sleep, she had been monitoring Jin's condition, displaying a record window about him. The current record indicated that Jin had woken up and was playing a prank.
"Was it too cruel? I apologize, everyone."
"It was quite cruel, young master. I thought my heart would stop."
"I almost threw a punch."
"Darling, is your head really fine!?"
"Yeah, it's fine. But it seems like I need more time for my body to recover. Gilly, are all our comrades safe?"
"Yes, my lord. No one died in the Vamel alliance."
Just by looking at the atmosphere, it seemed likely. In this war, the Vamel alliance had suffered the least damage.
No, it went beyond that. The Vamel alliance had become much stronger than before the war.
For a while, Gilly and others explained the current situation to Jin.
The allied clans and civilians of Huphester were mostly unharmed, and in Runcandel, about three thousand knights, around a hundred scribes, and numerous servants had survived.
It was certainly not a time for pure joy.
The population of the city of Kalon had been sacrificed entirely, and the number of knights who had fallen and been corrupted by chaos was beyond counting. When considering the global scale, the number of dead easily surpassed millions.
Even if the Evil god had died, those who had disappeared would not return.
However, it was also true that things that were thought to have completely disappeared were now flourishing, instilling a sense of hope.
For the living people, there was a foundation to prepare for tomorrow.
The reason why Jin's comrades were excited throughout was because they had to be in order to push away the sorrow of the war and move forward.
"The fact that so many people have survived in Runcandel is the result of the evil god's attachment to the clan. Even if the evil god were to completely destroy the world, she intended to leave behind the Garden of the Sword and Runcandel."
Valeria opened the record window and showed the contents related to that.
It was a record of the conflicting feelings that even the evil god herself did not know.
Before the decisive battle, the evil god poured most of her efforts not into building the enormous and dreadful castle but into rebuilding the "Garden of the Sword."
The evil god sealed the entire restored Garden of the Sword and built the castle on top of it.
And all the surviving members of the clan were trapped inside it, having never been corrupted by chaos.
"She became an evil god herself and corrupted most of the knights of the clan with her power... but she preserved and protected some without causing harm."
"That's right. The evil god left behind the Garden of the Sword as remembered by the human Rosa Runcandel, not the Garden of the Sword she had defiled."
Jin recalled the final battle at that moment.
The white lonely scenery that resided in the deepest part of the evil god's inner realm.
"...Perhaps she left behind the last castle in preparation for her defeat. Because if she were to die, you would have to lead the remaining people."
There was a commotion outside.
It was because Jet had gone out and revealed that Jin had awakened.
The heavy footsteps of the knights of the clan were causing vibrations.
It was in preparation to greet Jin. Gilly opened the wardrobe and took out a coat that Jin had never worn before.
"Young master, it would be best for you to go out and see the details later."
Jin quietly looked at the coat that resembled the attire of a Flagbearer but had different embroidery.
'Ten black swords embroidered on the collar...'
The only one who had this coat in Chiron's Runcandel was Luna before she turned nineteen.
That coat symbolizes the 'Young Patriarch' of the swordsmen clan.
Even when Joshua performed the role of the young patriarch externally, Chiron did not allow him to wear this coat.
"...Could it be that my father has returned?"
"The patriarch has not yet returned."
"Then who can permit me to wear this coat? Even if I made this much contribution, I cannot wear it on my own. I am still the twelfth flagbearer of the clan, Gilly."
Instead of answering, Gilly bowed her head silently, as if telling him to put it on.
In the end, after staying still for a few seconds, Jin stood up and quickly washed his face before putting on the coat.
As he stepped out of the room, the knights who had been waiting in the corridor followed him, saluting.
Jin wanted to see each of their faces, but it seemed that he had to go to the garden first.
In the garden, all the surviving members of Runcandel were lined up.
Mary and the Tona brothers were at the forefront, raising the clan flag.
Hearing and seeing are different experiences.
Jin felt his heart swell as he looked at the lined-up knights.
As Jin approached, the knights stepped aside, saluting.
At the end of the line, there were people that Jin had never expected.
[You've come, 12th flagbearer.]
[You have finally awakened.]
Alpen and Tasha were the first to speak to Jin.
And among them stood the one-armed former patriarch, who had a face very similar to Chiron.
[Come, my great-grandson.]
The one-armed former patriarch, who was rescued in the final battle, smirked and spoke.
He was the 57th patriarch of Runcandel and Chiron's grandfather.
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