The Rebirth of the Hero’s Party’s Archmage Chapter 227

Chapter 227

“I will do it, I will do it, Zeba, please don’t do it!”

When Prince Obin cried and raised the white flag, Elamas was about to kill the fourth guard.

Elamas killed the guards in a very creative way, as if humans were nothing more than toys.

This time, the guard was about to put a knife in his mouth and go down to his heart when Obin screamed like that.

“Yes, I wish I had listened to you earlier. These three people died because you hesitated despite your incompetence. “It’s not because of me.”

When Elamas smiled bitterly and Obin lifted the flute to his lips, Valencidis was seized by a sense of despair.

‘no.’

Stop it, Obin.

The reason you and the princess are kept alive is simply because you still have value.

Once you blow the last movement and break Rigwind’s barrier… … Elamas will kill you unconditionally.

‘I feel sorry for the guards, but even if I have to sacrifice them all, until Reign Ludwig comes… … .’

I need to stop it.

You have to lead them on the right path.

But, but, but… … I cannot escape this absolute pressure that is pressing down on my entire body, body, and soul.

‘Obin, no! ‘You can’t play the flute!’

* * *

“There’s no way Ashka rang the bell five times without any meaning.”

“That means the prince has returned.”

“I must go help the prince.”

Among the soldiers waiting throughout the castle, many of them each grabbed their spears and swords and headed toward the palace.

Originally, they should have arrived one by one by now, but they got stuck.

By a single paladin guarding the road leading to the palace.

“Fastening (fasting), seomdan (閃斷).”

The holy spear Ryunak scattered a long and violent flash of light from the Paladin’s grasp.

The release of sword energy. A ray of frenzied power sweeps across the entire area.

The tall buildings on both sides were cut like pieces of paper and collapsed, and the frustratingly blocked door was opened.

“What… … .”

“It’s a window of light… … ?”

“That person was clearly protecting the priest… … .”

The soldiers would have met the same fate.

If only the giant of black iron had not stood in front of them and received the execution blade.

heavy… … The keel spear that Bart held on to with both hands creaked violently.

“Stay back until the game is over! “Even if I stay here, it’s just a dog’s death!”

When Bart shouted at the soldiers like that, they looked at each other’s eyes and took a step back in shock.

“With this combination just now, the superiority and inferiority of your strength and mine have been clearly identified.”

Paladin Snir changed his stance, twirling his spear with an artistic skill.

“The orders I received were to guard this road. “If you run away, we will not pursue you or despise you.”

It’s an order, yes, if it’s an order, it’s an order.

An order that can never be refused.

Because the body was resurrected and bound by the power of the Lizard Lord, Elamas’ orders to handle that power were absolute.

“You inexperienced warrior, there is no need to hasten death.”

Bart didn’t answer.

He just quietly clanged his black iron armor and walked towards the old paladin.

“I wonder what gave you the courage to stand up to me. “It’s probably not your own strength. Could it be because of the Dragon Slayer’s Spear?”

What made Bart pause for a moment was the Paladin’s next action.

“There is no need to be surprised. “It is to teach you.”

What Snir was holding was the thing that was rolling around on the ground that had turned into a mess… … It was a wooden club.

Was it used when children played soldiers, or was it used to dry laundry?

Whatever its original purpose, it was by no means an appropriate weapon to use in this situation.

“What is important to a warrior is not the weapon, but the warrior’s own skills.”

Did he get angry because he thought it was a comment that disrespected him?

Or was it because of his impatience to get to the palace as quickly as possible?

Bart, who quickly closed the distance by hitting the ground, swung the keel spear with unusual force and speed.

“… … !”

The blow, which seemed like it would instantly destroy the rock wall, was blocked in the air as easily as if it were a lie.

The thing holding the keel spear was a club engulfed in an instant of explosive magical power… … .

The flow of force stopped so quietly that for a moment, others had the illusion that a toy of low mass had collided.

However, as if to immediately deny that illusion, a strong gust of wind blew up, raising a cloud of sand and dust around the area.

We go one step further than that.

The wooden club holding the keel spear spun around and hit Bart’s breastplate, sending it flying away.

The fence in the alley was broken, cracks were created in the exterior wall of the stone building, and blood poured out of the pores of Bart’s helmet.

‘How can this be…? … ?’

I feel the same despair as then.

That time when I faced the Dragon Slayer… … It feels like I’m standing in front of a cliff with no end in sight.

Do those at the top see something that I cannot see?

“There is no need to despair. “You and us, the first descendants, are born with significant physical differences from birth.”

Snir had a fairly average physique among warriors.

His height is barely above the average height, so it is safe to say that Bart is far superior in terms of physique alone.

But… … Is this the peak?

If the Payquariers are masters of the sword, the Paladins are top-notch masters of the spear. The twin walls of force that protect the civilized world.

In order to cut off the despair growing in his head, Bart let out a fierce burst of energy and struck down the keel spear with all his might.

“Nan-Run-Ji-Seven-Sik, Five-Cheongsan-Gye (五淸山系)!”

Even though I had never been proud of myself for being strong, my skills were still not this flawless. It wasn’t supposed to be.

“Pumping up your spirit does not change your skill level.”

But no matter how much he swung, stabbed, and cut, he was the one who was gradually pushed into a corner.

“Compared to the original owner of that spear, his skills are ridiculously shameful.”

No matter how hard you struggle and how much effort you use, it seems like all the effort itself comes back to your body… … .

“Can’t you hear the window crying?”

You can even feel theft in each sharp cutting motion. There were no loopholes in that series of thefts.

‘It couldn’t have been in vain.’

10 seconds?

It must have been about 15 seconds at most.

‘There is no way the efforts so far have been in vain.’

During those 15 seconds.

Snir, who took Bat’s attack without moving a single step, had no scratches on his body, but more than 80% of his armor was damaged.

The body inside is covered in blood… … Even the hand holding the keel spear was slippery with blood.

– mister.

– Uncle Bart.

– The world is in turmoil, so you must hold your weapon.

Snir felt puzzled as he saw Bart approaching without giving up even though he was in that state.

What kind of spirit is close to obsession… … Did you feel tension?

Before Bart’s Thirteenth Expression, which he unleashed in the next moment, was launched, Snir, who had been on the defensive, was the first to launch a counterattack.

“Win or lose has already been decided, so why do we keep fighting for it?”

The sword, sharpened by a club, stopped eerily in front of Bart’s eyes.

It’s not that I couldn’t reach it.

Just make sure it doesn’t touch the other side.

“Are you trying to achieve success by defeating Paladin? Do you want to use it as a tool for Yang Myeong? Or do you just want to die?”

Unorganized breathing flowed from inside the dented black iron helmet.

“It’s the best in the world, so I’ve never set such an impossible goal.”

Take a breath.

Exhale.

Between the breaths, a wheezing sound that is tinged with blood from internal bleeding is mixed in. This is because each of Snir’s counterattacks resulted in fatal wounds.

“Then did you just attack me to kill me?”

Lista, the hero of humanity.

Arthur Brius, the greatest sword of mankind.

I was painfully aware that I was not the same as them and that I could not walk the same path as them.

Even though you know you can’t reach the peak, why don’t you let go of your sword? Why do you always swing your sword?

The reason has always been the same from the day I first picked up the sword. It has never changed.

“I just want to create a world where children don’t have to cry. So we fight. “When I first held a knife, and even now.”

A strange ripple spread across Snir’s expression, as if he was displeased with this situation, perhaps even at the very fact that it had been revived.

“That’s great.”

A faint smile appeared on his lips. He felt like that himself.

– Did you just hear that?

How did his way of saying the same thing become so different?

The joy of the day when the Apostle of Shenryung selected him as a paladin is still vivid in my memory.

Wrapping a pure white silk cloak around both shoulders is the final part of the paladin ordination ceremony and proof that the apostle has chosen him as his guardian.

– I liked it. Snir? I would pick this kid.

At that time, there were seven warriors who made it to the final selection. These are all masters who were considered masters of spears in their respective tribes.

Compared to them, Snir, who was only seventeen at the time, was just a kid with no qualifications.

Elsara, the youngest apostle who was raised by the red true dragon Shalesarum and gained a beautiful reputation by brightening the darkness of the world with good deeds.

– But, Apostle, this guy is the most… out of all the warriors here right now. … .

When he asked me why I learned spearmanship, I remember giving the same answer as that human warrior.

-Are you a child with a bright future?

Then the apostle smiled brightly like a child and chose Snir.

– What do you think, Dad?

Despite everyone’s dissuasion, he wrapped a white cloak around Snir’s shoulders.

A holy spear was placed in both hands of Snir.

He chose Snir as his lifelong companion and guardian.

– I was also touched by that child’s will.

That’s when I decided.

I will sacrifice my spear, my life, and my life to this person, no matter what situation or moment comes.

‘Originally, he was the one who would bring light to this world.’

Wherever Elsara went, laughter bloomed. Whether there are humans, demi-humans, or fairies there… … .

He smelled like the gods. In everything: words, actions, laughter, voice.

Being able to attend such a person closely was truly more of a miracle than a miracle.

‘It would be a lie if I said I didn’t harbor feelings of affection, but I never brought it up because I knew the subject and my duty.’

Even though he had to hide his feelings, his blissful daily life continued for 10 years.

‘But everything changed when Shalesarum passed away from the front… … As if the personality itself had changed.’

Contempt, persecution, and corruption of the weak.

It seemed that the weak had driven Shalesarum to death. The great fire went of its own will.

Eventually, he attempted to obtain necromancy through contact with the lizard lord Neigalas.

The abyss has seeped into the feelings of sadness and sorrow. Snir couldn’t stop it.

The situation eventually reached its worst.

The fairies dispatched a large-scale punitive force to end the race with their own hands before the pride of their race was reduced to shame… … .

– Paladin! Why on earth are you protecting such a wicked person? Have you fallen too?

On the day when the most powerful warriors of the fairy race came, Snir put down his beliefs and prioritized duty.

I wanted to create a world where children didn’t cry, but the moment I saw a child crying while following a warrior, my body froze.

At that time, Snir was pierced by seven spears and died. He had killed one paladin and 148 warriors.

– You’re not dead. Serve me again. I guess I still have to hide myself.

I thought I was dead, but my eyes opened and I was now under the control of Elamas, bound by the shackles of necromancy.

If in the past you served Him with duty and love, now that He has come back to life… … .

But now, hearing what my old self said from someone else’s mouth, I felt that the restraints had loosened a little.

“Very good.”

Surprisingly, Snir, who muttered that, was the first to widen the gap by nearly ten steps.

He then threw down the club and spun around the holy spear Ryunak that was on his back and caught it.

The holy spear, which received the owner’s command, gave off a refined light and created a spear blade.

“I hope you will forgive my rudeness in calling you an inexperienced warrior.”

And as a warrior, the way to wash away that disrespect is to put your whole heart and soul into putting an end to this match.

Tsutsutsutsu… … With the sound of electric current popping, the blade of the holy spear, which had been explosively injected with magical power, grew larger and larger.

It took only 1.7 seconds for Ryunak, a high-ranking star spear created by the fairies in their own workshop, to reach its maximum output.

“Human warrior, I want to know your name.”

Although it is not all-purpose like the sword, which is said to be a panacea, the spear has its own strengths.

That is the pole.

The extreme point of the sword energy thrown out by the peak expert amplifies the killing power to one point, giving it a ‘concentrated power’ that the sword’s extensive sword energy cannot possess.

“Bad Euryuns.”

In the world, Bart is known as a platinum expert ranked 11th, but in front of Snir, he is nothing but a mere insignificant person and cannot use sword techniques.

I can’t use sword energy to counter that sword energy.

All Bart can do is close the gap first and finish off Snir before that sword energy pierces his body.

“I will remember your name.”

It was around that time that Lem arrived here after finishing his match with Fel.

“What is this?”

There was no time to stop the match with a sound that was close to a scream. Rain and Miria came running from the other side.

“Bart!”

Before Bart could understand the situation, his enhanced leg strength caused a crack in the ground and he flew out.

The holy spear Ryunak, which was at its peak output and emitting dazzling heat like the sun, howled high and mournfully.

The pure white flash that violently exploded from that Changgeuk took away all light and shade from the world, even if it was only for a moment… … .

“… … !”

A wave of intense power stretched out in a straight line and missed Bart’s shoulder.

Intense lacerations, just a slight graze causes the shoulder blades to dissolve and melt away.

The blow tore a hole through every structure in orbit until it reached the horizon. Rem clenched his fists when he saw Bat dodge the sword energy and rushed towards Snir.

“I avoided that, after all!”

No, did you avoid it?

Miria’s judgment, whose intuition as a prosecutor was closer to that of an expert due to the resonance of her memories, was different.

“Strange. “I think he intentionally fired a sword to make it easy to avoid.”

Is that it?

Bart and Snir, who were rushing in, began exchanging blows, but this was too strange to be considered a fight to the death.

“Faith alone accomplishes nothing, Bart Uriuns.”

Snir’s power as he fought, elegantly scattering the blades of his holy spear, was absolutely pure.

“What is a warrior’s faith?”

It is impossible to exploit loopholes by deceiving and playing with the other party. As if you should watch carefully and learn.

“It must be built on the rock of effort, passion, and ability!”

If the suspicious part had ended there, he would have intervened in the fight and tried to kill Snir.

“Trying hard!”

however… … .

Snir points out some shortcomings in Bart’s posture. By simply poking at the loopholes in that posture.

If you want to kill them, you can kill them at any time, but they don’t kill you.

“But I don’t have the same talent as you! “You can’t build that kind of skill!”

Just as a swordsman sharpens his student’s posture during a wooden sword sparring session.

“I also had the same feeling of despair as you.”

Like a long time ago, when Rista was teaching Rin how to use a sword.

Engrave your posture clearly in your memory so that you can follow it later.

Memories of her past life came to mind without any context, and Miria had to flinch as she looked at Lane’s attention.

“But there is no need to despair. Build your soul on faith. Then one day we will reach it.”

Find the one you want to protect with your whole life, inexperienced warrior.

No, there is no need to look for it.

You already said you took up the spear to protect the children of this world.

– Come here, Snir.

Maybe my beliefs were weak from the beginning, unlike yours.

Because, since I became his spear, my skills have surpassed those of my opponents at an astonishing rate, compared to when I only had that belief.

What more can I say? Everything that could be said was already said through the window.

“… … !”

“… … !”

At that moment, Snir and Bart passed each other. And almost at the same time, he turned back and hurled his holy spear and keel spear.

How much time has passed since then?

In Bart’s eyes, he saw Snir.

From the right shoulder to the lower body, it looked like it had been stuck in the keel spear and turned into a lump of blood. The only thing intact is the left shoulder and face.

“what?”

The power of necromancy was escaping from the dying body, and countless black-purple haze was rising from the cut surface.

“What on earth did you do?”

Bart doubted his senses.

The pain of the wound throbbing all over my body still remains. In other words, it was the same as before.

Therefore, it is safe to say that he suffered no additional injuries.

“Why did you take the sword lecture, Paladin!”

The moment I saw the boiling flash of light from the holy spear, the moment I jumped into the flash, I felt my own demise.

‘In that case, he must have felt like inflicting at least some harm on his remaining colleagues.’

Snir’s expression as he faced death seemed to give the correct answer to this puzzling result.

There was no sign of embarrassment at this unacceptable victory.

As if he was relieved somehow, as if he had found some kind of answer, and as if he was sorry… … Snir coughed up blood.

“You… … I want you to know that I am not here to insult you… … .”

“… … ?”

“I also once… … Because I remembered holding a spear with the same beliefs as you… … I just couldn’t cut you down… … .”

The reason I brought out my best power was simply because I wanted to check Bart’s sincerity. Because everyone becomes honest in the face of death.

I couldn’t keep that belief until the end, but now, 500 years later, if there is someone who holds the same belief as me in the past.

Even if you can’t encourage it, don’t block the way. Even if you can’t open the way, don’t hold your back.

“I am… … In the end, beliefs… … His heart too… … I couldn’t protect anything… … .”

Even though his fight is already over.

Although I was stained with a sin that nothing could wash away.

– I’m going to practice singing from now on, so Snir is sitting there on the grass and listening.

– But I’m an escort… … .

– Who’s attacking me? Just keep quiet and listen. Oh~! Did you laugh just now? If you laugh and say you’re tone deaf, I won’t leave you alone.

– But Apostle, why the song? I understand that you are good at playing string instruments.

– Children like songs, right? Unlike musical instruments, it’s easy to sing along. Do you know that anyone can buy a musical instrument?

– okay.

– okay.

– All right. I will listen with all my heart.

I wanted to create a world where everyone smiles.

I wanted to make it with him.

At that time, here is the person who runs to create the scene of his dream.

“Bart Euryuns… … You… … Don’t make the same mistake I did… … Keep that belief in your soul and move forward, into the future… … .”

With a sigh of relief, the paladin pulled out the core that made up the central circuit from the high star spear Ryunak.

When I brought the core, the essence of fairy smelting technology, to the blade of the keel spear, the core seeped into the blade as if it had been one body from the beginning.

I could feel the keel spear beating loudly and fiercely.

“You help him… … He didn’t want him to cry any more… … .”

A system of order is given to the weapon, which was originally simply a simple and crude form of dragon bone, and a new form of power is born.

This is the original inheritance method.

If a Paladin dies before an Apostle, or if the Holy Spear is severely damaged, it is one of the rituals in which the Paladin passes on the power of the Holy Spear to his successor.

“And making it… … the kids are… … Even if you don’t cry… … A world that becomes… … .”

With those last words, Snir’s body completely dispersed into a haze.

There were no traces left by the old Paladin on this land other than the spear of Ryunak, the holy spear that had lost its core and was rolling around on the ground.

However, that heart will remain in the spears and souls of future generations of warriors… … .

“Bart!”

“You defeated this incredible monster, Paladin?”

“Just for today, I will accept that we call it ‘Bart and Rem’s Money Copy Adventure Team’ instead of ‘Rem and Bart’s Money Copy Adventure Team.’”

“Admit, admit, ah, admit.”

It was at that time that the colleagues who had previously dispersed gathered together. I felt strangely relieved that no one was as seriously injured as Bart.

“I didn’t win. “He helped me win.”

Leaving behind meaningful words that no one but Bart and Snir could understand, Bart stood up, leaning the keel spear against his shoulder.

“let’s go. “Obin is waiting.”

Bart swung his spear, hoping that his fight so far had not been in vain, and indeed, the fight had not been in vain.

Because that feeling touched the heart of a great warrior who harbored regrets about his old life. Because it freed me from the control of necromancy.

Again… … .

Long after they left, the holy spear Ryunaku landed at the feet of the child, who was crying and wandering the chaotic world in search of his missing mother.

After the core escaped, what little remaining light power went somewhere else.

The child, who followed the light as if fascinated, was soon able to meet his mother, who was also desperately looking for him.

fantasy,