Armed Summoners - Black Spears and the Brave Men of the Other World

"My father had dreams of catching the stars."

Her voice was calm.

Previously, when Miliu spoke of his father, his hatred and intent to kill had been exasperated, but now he lurked the ringing.

"Really, I was trying to grab a star as far away as ridiculous. Reaching out, stretching out, jumping up, trying to grab a star that couldn't reach someone on their back."

Miliu looked up at the starry sky. Tonight, the night sky was clear and numerous stars looked beautiful. However, I don't know if it can be seen from Miliu's position because there is a roof in the aisle.

"My father tried to overcome the curse of Leviath's blood. Overcoming the curse and returning to just being human. Because that was the wish that had been passed down from Levia, because it was what I wanted, I tried to make it happen. I didn't hate any sacrifice for that. It's not just others. Even myself was used as research material and dissected. But I don't think I would have done it if I hadn't. But if I don't, I think I'm gonna go crazy."

Miliu's voice was shaking painfully.

"The inheritance of Leviathan's blood is also the inheritance of knowledge."

"Know..."

"Yes, I know. The memory of the heir of the blood that follows from Levia will also be passed down. A huge amount of knowledge, numerous memories, countless sights, various emotions...... and despair. Whenever blood adapts to the flesh, knowledge also adapts to the body. Adaptation of blood and knowledge. The flesh will be immortal. Even if you cleave meat, shatter bones, destroy your brain, and crush your heart, you will not die. Even if I feel the pain of dying, I won't die. Even if the flesh is damaged, it will be restored. It's a terrible curse, isn't it? I wonder what kind of a holy emperor you could curse like that."

Miliu's question is also Setsuna's question.

I suppose it was a long time ago that the Sixth Generals betrayed the Holy King, but there was also a great possibility that one of them was the power that strayed the Holy King's regular track. The Holy King is the one who has achieved the unity of the continent. He said he summoned and served the gods of the other world. Setuna knows with her own hands that the power of God is overwhelming. If he had summoned and manipulated such monsters of absolute power, he can only assume that the Holy Emperor himself was a powerful being. In the first place, there is nothing short of standard when it comes to being cursed of immortality.

Weren't you equal in power to God?

Otherwise, there's no way you can just curse someone else and make them immortal.

"... but the spirit, no"

She shook her head. The hard, painful voice, it doesn't change.

"The flesh was immortal, but the mind was no different from the ordinary man. If it had been tough to the heart, I'm sure Levia would not have looked for a way to die, nor would she have inherited the curse of immortality. But it wasn't."

What Miliu's words appeal to Setuna is the awesomeness of the Holy King's curse and the weight of the fate imposed on the Leviath bloodline. It was so harsh and spectacular that my chest could be tightened just imagine.

"Levia lived two hundred years. I lived two hundred years and despaired of the difference in the flow of time from my surroundings. Despair made him look for a way to die. I mean, that's a way to break the curse. But all he could find was a way to put the solution to the problem ahead of him. That's the murder by the blood heir. Levia died in the hands of her great-grandson. And my great-grandson inherited blood."

Humans wish for a long life. Longer than short-lived, I hope. Fifty years is not enough. A hundred years, no, a hundred and fifty, two hundred years - more, more and more and more, I want. But if that materializes, you might think like Levia. Only you will continue to live as your close friends, friends, and family die. In the beginning, you'll still be able to enjoy it. But if that goes on for hundreds of years, it may not be tolerated by the constant.

You may wish to die.

Think that far, questions arise.

"That's what Orias was trying to get Miliu to do."

"Yeah, I am."

"But wouldn't it be strange if it were?

"... yeah"

"Orias was looking for a way to overcome the curse, wasn't he? Then why did you take a way to send the problem forward?

To Setuna's inquiry, she laid her eyes down. After a while, open your mouth.

"I couldn't find him."

"But if you're immortal, immortal, you have as much time as you want."

"Yeah. I do. Plenty of time."

"If so..."

"But I can't stand normal people. Even in just a few decades."

Miliu's voice seemed deep, heavy and sinking into the bottom of the water. Even Setuna's consciousness listening to it gave the feeling of falling far below the water.

"The enormous amount of memory handed down from Levia's generation fills my head. There's a lot of knowledge there, and that can be helpful in a variety of ways. But if you keep getting your consciousness smeared by the memories of others, the emotions of others, the thoughts of others, it's hell."

Miliu, greatly influenced by the backflow of Setuna's memory, was extremely persuasive when put into words. Maybe she tasted hell, too. But she wasn't crazy. Maybe that means it wasn't as informative as it gets crazy. Even if it wasn't crazy, I was sure it was affected.

She became dependent on Setuna as a result of the reflux phenomenon. If it hadn't been for the reflux phenomenon, she might not have been here.

"My father, too, was a normal person. He was a normal, cursed person. Still, it was superfluous. I didn't have to, so I was just behaving like that. You're an idiot. I was strong, all the time."

Speaking of Olias-Leviath, whom Setuna saw, he was an overwhelming figure in the Battle of the Dragon Warrior. Wearing an armor-shaped subpoena, he was showing his opponent the power of the Gandian army, beginning with "The Pale Wind", to the point of awesomeness. From that battle, you can't even tell if he's crazy or not. It wasn't even a battle that I could see alone.

"I was strong and pretending it wasn't painful. It should have been painful all along. But I don't think I could have done it if I hadn't. In countless memories, countless voices eroding my consciousness, there was no other way to avoid losing sight of myself, I'm sure."

Miliu may have even understood how Orias felt. So maybe hatred and intent to kill could have disappeared. She said. I inherited my memory, he said. Doesn't handing down memories mean you could also understand the pain and sadness that Orias was feeling? So she talks like what happened to her.

"My father kept looking for a solution in that. I kept searching for a way to overcome the curse, a means to solve the curse. But I also knew I couldn't stop myself from going crazy, so before I went mad and broke, I also had the means to kill myself. That's me."

She laughed at herself somewhere. A badly idle grin seemed to convey as much of her mood, and Setuna felt she could tighten her chest.

"It was a last resort for my father. Using me to end my own life. If it were true, I would have liked to overcome the curse by my research results and die normally. But because I couldn't, because I couldn't find a solution, I didn't want to use the means to stop myself going crazy."

"Were you already crazy...?

"I don't know that. When I met him at Heavenly Wheel Palace, he didn't look crazy. But maybe it just seemed that way. Maybe my father's consciousness was so dominated by madness."

Miliu was looking far away. Probably watching my father in memory. I was remembering Orian's face at Heavenly Wheel Palace.

"My father could not find a solution. Still, I did what I could to overcome the curse. That's the summons of memory. My father didn't stick to finding a solution for himself. Rather than, I couldn't. I don't have time for this. Because it's going crazy sooner or later. Since it was too late at that time, I prepared a means like mine, while I also provided another means. That's the seal of memory. By keeping the memories handed down by Levia's curse sealed elsewhere, I thought I'd reduce the burden on my heirs."

"Sealing of Memories..."

"My father sealed the vast majority of the memories he had inherited from the Devil's Square. Doing so will buy my next heir - time for me to go mad. If I pass on my father's research results alone, I may find a solution by the time I go mad. Even if you can't find it, you can also seal your memories and entrust them to future generations. That way, if you take hundreds of years, any of you can overcome the curse. That's what my father wants. It was my father's wish."

"I inherited that memory...?

"Yeah... my father had a trick in his memory sealer. It was a trick that, after his death, could only be freed to Leviathan blood. I also know why I did that. If, after hundreds of years, no solution had been found, we had the means to string the sealed memories together because there might be something that would make us want to trace the source of the memories. Neither my father nor I would have thought that I would inherit cursed blood, but only memories."

The reason she laughed at herself is unimaginable to Setuna. In the first place, right now, it wasn't even within her imagination of what she was thinking. Having inherited immense memories, she may no longer be Setuna's knowing girlfriend. That's not true, I can't tell you enough. I could see it in her words and deeds.

"I only inherited my memory. Hundreds of years of memory. That's all. But maybe that's good. If I die, this memory will disappear. With me."

"Miliu......"

"... now, it's still okay. The majority of my memories are out of my reach. But if time passes and memory adapts to the body, I don't know what will happen. If a huge amount of information gets into my head, even I might lose sight of myself. Like previous heirs, like my father, may freak out"

Miliu's eyes were well seen in the darkness. Slightly shaky. It's wet. I'm crying. I'm in pain. But Setuna couldn't even touch her right now. Doing that could ruin her resolve. I trample on my readiness.

"At that time, please"

She has told us quietly, but with a definite voice.

"Kill me, Setsuna."

"I don't..."

"There's no way you can, don't tell me. I'm sorry I got mad, broken, and turned into a monster. Something I don't want Setuna to look like that. Of course, if I die while I'm rational, but I don't think I'm going to die."

Miliu grinned sadly. I can't die. I can't die. Everyone does. I can't believe it's that easy to end my life. I can understand how she feels. Just because you can understand, it's a different matter of whether you're convinced or not.

"So you want me to kill you?"

My voice, my fist-shaken hand was shaking.

There's no way I can.

I get it.

(There's no way you can do that, you know that)

But no. The words were sealed off by her. There's no way I can, but I can't. My chest gets clogged. painful. I asked for air. That doesn't solve anything. There's no way I can send the problem forward. She sees it in front of her and stares at Setuna. I want Setsuna to be ready.

"I'm sorry."

"Why are you apologizing? Why, why not?"

"Sorry......"

"Don't apologize. Don't apologize."

If you're going to apologize, don't ask me to do that from the beginning - but I couldn't. I couldn't mention it any more because her thoughts are so painfully conveyed.

And no promises, I couldn't.