The Rebirth of the Hero’s Party’s Archmage Chapter 111

Episode 111

AuthenticWarrior Enuel Jere Sharillion.

The fifth warrior of the Holy Elmine Knights and the master of the true holy sword Sharillion.

Legend has it that the true holy swords wielded by the Ascensiquirers were imbued with almighty power, and that their slashes tore apart Mount Tai, tore open the sky, and split the sea.

For reference, the True Holy Sword is a legendary treasure that serves as the prototype of all holy swords currently used by Faequeriers. Unfortunately, except for members of the Elmine Knights, no human has yet handled those swords.

The achievements of Enuel, who is recorded as wielding the ultimate force among the five warriors, appear from the middle of 『Heroes’ Chronicles』, which records the ‘Tarhye Rondel War’ in detail, and continue until the end in the second half.

“And I knew about the assault force that Enuel had, but… … “I thought it was destroyed before the final battle.”

“It wasn’t destroyed. He survived and left behind descendants. They followed him, risking death, but he saved their ancestors and died alone… … .”

At the end of the war, when the Lord of the Deep, the Lord of the Bug, the Lord of the Lizard, and the Lord of Time among the Forgotten Kings were sealed one after another, the Spider Lord, who was outnumbered, began a sit-in war in this old capital of Harbadonia.

The Mountains of Madness were like a natural fortress for the Spider Lord.

The abyss that covered Harbadonia was so overwhelming that it could not even be compared to now. The criminals turned into dead people as soon as they stepped foot in it, so regular troops could not be dispatched.

Even the ancestors of the beastmen, who had gathered around Enuel one by one from the middle of the war and formed a unit called the Assault Team, were unable to move forward into that overwhelming abyss.

Therefore, Tersia, the leader of , tried to head to the Mountains of Madness with only Alkaios and Enuel, the survivors of the Elmine Knights… … .

“Our ancestors wanted to follow Enuel until the end. That’s why I asked the gods. Please let us go too… … .”

“… … So, like this?”

“okay. In the end, Black Sun Karenden gave a blessing to the ancestors. “A beastly body that can fight to its heart’s content even in this extreme empire, and a strong spirit that will not be eroded by any abyss.”

As a result, the human form was lost, but no one regretted it later.

Everyone just followed their master and marched north, proud of being part of the Enuel assault force.

“It was written that those as brave as animals followed in the footsteps of the last warriors… … “Did you really mean a beast?!”

“okay. “They are our ancestors.”

After a bloody battle with no end in sight, Enuel occupied the mountain fortress and deliberately distributed his assault force around the area, then climbed to the top with Alkaios and defeated the Spider Lord and sealed him away.

It is said that in the process, the first warrior, Alkaios, died, and the last warrior, Enuel, who plunged the sword into the Spider Lord’s heart, also died in Tersia’s arms.

If he had gone up with an assault force, he might have survived by using them as shields. But Enuel didn’t do that.

“In the echo of our ancestors striking the ground and crying, dawn has finally dawned on the world, and the era of the abyss has come to an end.”

“… … .”

“When still lived in the world, when the was built on the border of Harbadonia, our ancestors could have returned to human bodies, but they did not.”

“Why?”

“To remain in this land of abyss and protect the seal created with His blood. Therefore, this appearance is the loyalty and pride that our clan has offered to Enuel for generations.”

As Chief Bethuel finished his story, a faint silence filled the tent.

The reason it was difficult to see it as a lie was because it felt like the gap in information that I had had questions about while reading books about the Age of Gods had now been completely filled.

And above all… … Don’t we know better than anyone else in this era what those left behind can do for those who have left?

“What did it feel like?”

“How do you feel?”

“There is no way Enuel would know their loyalty. He was already killed in battle… … But what did it feel like to remain loyal even though you knew that?”

I felt disillusioned with myself for asking such selfish questions until this moment, and smiled bitterly.

This was a question for me.

It was a question I could never find an answer to, as I was left alone in a world where all the colleagues who would ask this question had disappeared. So I didn’t expect an answer.

“Child, we have a saying that funerals are not for the departed, but for those left behind.”

“For those left behind… … ?”

“Think about what this means for yourself. And why don’t you know? How do we know what will happen in this world full of miracles from the gods? “What if, by the grace of the gods, Enuel comes back and learns the whereabouts of our ancestors?”

At that question, my heart felt dizzying pain, as if I had been stabbed by a knife.

“They may call you stupid, but deep down, wouldn’t you be proud of them as they are my subordinates?”

“… … .”

“When I think about that, I feel strong. “We are like that too. When I was young, I used to picture the moment when Enuel explained the lives of our ancestors upon his return.”

I lowered my head in pain, not knowing whether I should call it sadness or joy.

Was it so?

Were those guys like that too?

Did he dream such a pleasant dream while waiting for me, who promised to return? … As I look back on your lives and dream now.

Somewhere deep in my heart, I felt something that had been solid breaking and melting, forming tears.

Since returning to this world, no one has been able to ask this question so seriously. Someone who can give an honest answer.

The Bethuel in front of me right now wasn’t my comrade, but it felt like those idiots were hugging my back and saying things like that, and my heart was pounding unbearably.

“thank you for telling me… … .”

Barelzen could not help but look at such a boy in bewilderment, and he was like that… … .

The little boy in front of me was the first person who listened to their story so seriously and even shed tears.

For a moment, I felt my heart pounding, but then I shook my head firmly and gathered myself.

“Hmph, you don’t have to pretend to cry like that, it’s over now so stop.”

“… … ?”

“The years of maintaining loyalty are over. “You should have done well when we were doing well, because now the only thing left is to kill and kill each other.”

What on earth is that… … As the boy quickly wiped away his tears and raised his head, Chief Bethuel let out a deep sigh.

“There is a war cloud hanging over this land right now. He repeatedly warned the wolves that the Spider Lord’s seal was gradually weakening… … .”

“Those bastards didn’t even listen.”

“How is that possible? There’s no way Gwangryong didn’t know… … .”

“This is the land of the abyss, so the eyes of the light dragon cannot reach.”

As if he wasn’t going to give anyone time to be shocked by the chief’s words, Barlzen made shocking noises one after another.

“Anyway, they treated us like animals and didn’t even listen to what we said. “I can’t keep the seal anymore.”

“That means… … ?”

“The seal on the Spider Lord or his minions is about to be released. “You know it when you see ancient beings show up with a blizzard.”

Well, how does this happen?

The story is different from 300 years ago when the Lizard Lord was unsealed. That’s what the warlocks were trying to forcefully release, and now this… … .

“Shouldn’t we stop it somehow? “If we leave it like this, something really big will happen, right?”

“Tsk, if we can stop that, wouldn’t we be warriors or beastmen? We can’t stop it in our own power. So we have no choice but to run under the wall.”

“But as far as I know, the white wolves are blocking the beastmen’s passage through the wall.”

“If the fake wolves try to force their way through, it’s okay.”

Lane looked at Barlzen blankly.

It’s not that I don’t know what that means. I was curious about what kind of situation Barlzen’s words would lead to and whether he knew the weight of his actions.

However, perhaps interpreting the meaning of the boy’s gaze in the former sense, the chief spoke in a sighing voice.

“Grypion, son of Ralquen, is gathering all the tribes. To break down the wall and go under it.”

* * *

The abyss has the property of eroding the world. If the dust-sized abyss continues to be left unattended, it will one day grow to the point where it will engulf the entire world.

was built by the White Dragon Corps under the guidance of the gods to block the expansion of the abyss.

As if even the gods could not completely purify Harbadonia, the former home of the abyss, they built a barrier of light at the border to block the abyss’ threat to the civilized world.

‘To destroy a place like that… … .’

Couldn’t this situation be seen as a harbinger of destruction? I couldn’t understand how the situation had come to this.

In this situation, the light dragon Haraderiman and the water dragon Yericelica are opening their eyes blue, and even the true dragon Alakish has been dispatched here.

“Until about 500 years ago, there were no problems. But at some point after that, the white wolves stopped even listening to me.”

It is said that Alakish, having lost contact with the light dragon and the water dragon, has continued to watch over the abyss, taking care of the water dragons here, waiting only for the fire dragon’s call.

Although he didn’t say it, he couldn’t help but say that there were some problems with Alakish’s stubbornly sincere personality.

If such a serious incident had been detected, the wolves on the wall would have been urged and condemned, and then immediately reported to the divine dragons.

‘Yellow dragons like Yoshhar are good at things like this… … .’

Compared to humans, the Red Dragon Corps was like a warrior, so they were all quiet and devoted only to the tasks given to them.

That has served as an advantage over a long history, but here it works in such a bad way… … .

I had a feeling that something was ominous.

I had the delusion that this situation, this situation that had reached this extreme, had been designed by someone over a long period of time.

‘After the heroic stories of the beastmen were reduced to stories for disciplinary purposes, the story was slowly spread that the beastmen were truly cursed creatures… … It divides humans and beasts and amplifies the conflict until war breaks out.’

And big and small accidents occur on the continent so that the light dragons and water dragons cannot see north. It could also be seen as a so-called sabotage operation.

If this is really their plan and everything is going as they intended… … .

Suddenly, I remembered the destruction of the world that Karenden had shown me. And the things he said to me.

“Our village is also preparing to join Grypion. “I’m leaving in ten days.”

If the wall falls, the destruction of the world will accelerate. And it is also fatal for humanity if the beastmen turn into enemies.

We must not let everything go according to the warlocks’ plans.

I tried to justify my actions by endlessly recalling these calculations, but in reality, my true intentions were embarrassingly simple.

“Could you help me solve this problem gently?”

I want to help.

I just wanted to help.

They may have seen the shadows of their hero party comrades, and they may have felt a cheeky kinship with the hero Enuel… … .

“What did you say just now?”

If I had to conclude without making a lame comment, I would just like to help, as I said before.

“The chief said so. He said he stayed loyal because Enuel might come back. But how would you feel if you heard that the prisoners had broken down the wall?”

“that… … But I have a duty to protect my family in the village. I can’t hold on any longer. “If you stay here, you’ll just be eaten by the abyss.”

“So the conclusion is that all we have to do is get over the barrier?”

“Holy shit! If it were easy, who would be doing this now? “It’s not something a kid like you can solve gently!”

I waited for Varlzen to get upset, then immediately put my hand on my chest and spoke confidently. It is time to take advantage of the extremely annoying status of a nobleman.

“I am a noble of quite high rank in the empire. “If I tell you, even Baekrangdae might listen.”

“You’re laughing! Would they listen to your little boy? “Can you be the son of some emperor?”

“Well, he may not listen to me, but it’s different if he steps forward.”

“What is that little guy again?”

“She is the daughter of the Page family with authority comparable to that of the Elector. “He is a descendant of the founder of magic.”

The chief and Varlzen looked back at Kasena in surprise at that shocking statement.

“If it’s the founder of magic… … Emmitsa?”

“The Black Sun considered her his own daughter… … ?”

As expected, the name of Emmitsa, who was part of an ancient legend, seems to have spread widely even among beastmen.

For reference, Emmitsa and Enuel are great people who lived at the same time. There was a clear difference in the scale and battlefield in which they were active, but still (Emitsa was a young girl at the time of the Tarhye Rondel War).

Perhaps he felt a sense of kinship in having such great men as landowners, but the wariness in Barlzen’s eyes was noticeably gone.

“There’s no need to tear down the wall if the door opens peacefully, right?”

“… … !”

“So, when you go to the man named Grypion, please take us with you. “I will persuade him, and I will also persuade the White Wolves.”

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