"This world is cursed"

Quon said.

"The promise made by the Holy Emperor Miendia with the world. That is what has cursed and surrounded the world, spinning hundreds of years of continental history and creating the status quo. The world spinned a ceremony to revive the Holy King, and the gods kept searching for the“ promised land ”at the point of resurrection, waiting for the time of the resurrection of the Holy King. Establishment of the three major forces, establishment of a small group of nations, maintenance of the world situation. Everything is called a curse based on the promise of the Holy King and the world."

That's just one end of the truth about the world at his place. Setsuna knows that too. Promise. It is not an exaggeration when it comes to the ritual the Holy King imposed on the world. Hundreds of years into the future, Mizu planted magic on the continent to revive. I suppose you expected the gods summoned by the Holy King to move as you thought from the sky, and that expectation was not betrayed. The gods, called the Emperor God, sought to perform the ritual of the Resurrection of the Holy King, as the Holy King had seen.

It was the Quons who stopped it.

"The end of that curse was the resurrection of the Holy King"

"But it was blocked, wasn't it?

"Yes. The resurrection of the Holy King itself succeeded in preventing That's something to be happy about. The resurrection of the Holy King was a sign of the annihilation of the world."

That, too, I know.

At the dawn of the Resurrection, Saint Emperor Miendia intended to annihilate the Illus Valle along with the Six Gentlemen of the Holy Emperor. By doing so, it would have been the purpose of the resurrection to avenge the world.

With Kuon's bittersweet face, he continued.

"But the only thing that could have prevented it was the resurrection of the Holy King himself. We could not stop the coming of the Holy King's power."

"The Power of the Holy Emperor"

"I would have gone. That vessel is your majesty."

"Your Majesty..."

Behind Setuna's brain emerged a Leongando figure projected over a supermassive flying ship. I remember that the divine illusion had exactly the beauty and beauty that the kings of the gods deserved. Then, if you recall the fact that you actually met with him, you can understand what Quon is saying.

Leongando Reignas-Gandia, the lion god. The person so named was no longer human. He was a man of immutable power, a man who also served the gods.

"He named Leongando Laignas-Gandia, the lion god. I know it's about the Holy Emperor Miendia Raegnus-Wargrain, but it's also because he has the consciousness that is the vessel of the Holy Emperor's power. Power to rule the gods as well. Absolute, the root of unreasonable power. That is the fruit of your beloved Majesty."

End of story.

The word pierces Setuna's heart. Accomplishment. If a person who takes pride in staying human, who survives as a human being, and who dies as a human being is the real thing, has gone off the path of one and been reborn into something that must be human, then there is no better expression than the term Accomplishment. accomplishment. If that were a phony, how good it would have been. Setuna clenched her fist and couldn't stop her nails from eating into her skin. Leongando, where he was raised, was Leongando. It was nothing but himself. He was one of them, Leongando, except that he stopped being human.

That's why Setuna, with no words to give back to Quon, has no choice but to stare into its eyes.

"Still, do you swear allegiance to Your Majesty?

"... I should have said it. My mission is to..."

Setuna, getting that far, for a moment, clogged the words. Numerous sights burned to the retina, countless scenarios running through the brain, memories and memories. They pushed over like a flood and swallowed up Setuna's words. It was a daily memory, also to be called the Golden Age, of his youth. The light I saw in the other world without stopping by and the days I ran through trying to follow that light. It was a battle streak, not enough time to rest, but it was still plentiful. It was full. There was definite happiness and peace.

What I'm about to tell you is what it means to be separate from them.

"It's about discussing him."

When Setuna said clearly, Quon narrowed his eyes. He looks happy somewhere, lonely, that look. It was then that I tried to ask why I would react like that.

Suddenly, a severe tremor shook the space and Setuna seemed unexpected.

"Hey, what?

"That was sooner than I expected...... but, well, this is it"

Is Quon as expected, and fine dust doesn't look surprised either. The tremor rocked the space as it continued to stand. If the ship is shaking, I guess we should assume that something is going on, but nevertheless, I'm not sure how Quon calms down.

"What is it?

"I guess I'm here to get you back."

"Huh?"

I couldn't help but be a barbaric voice by accident. Because there is certainty that the manipulation of the Ulknakt is carried out by the Mayura or Mayuri gods and that, if it were not for extraordinary circumstances, those gods would not do anything to throw the Phalia into the midst of their predicament. What hurts Setuna more than anything is the loss of the Phalia, which should be a common recognition with the gods in their first war with Naria. If so, Mayuri God, Mayura God, even though it is to save Setuna, there can be no such thing as coming into every ship. It shouldn't be the kind of gods who do such ridiculous things.

I looked like Quon was stunned.

"Don't you understand your position?

"Faria and the others are here to help you. You want to help me?"

"What else is there?"

Quon smiles bitterly, but he goes on to reprimand.

"You better do it a little more, in response to the thoughts that are directed at you. You are cherished above all else. If you're in trouble, we won't spare our lives."

"Those guys......!

"It's not for them to be angry there, but for themselves, it will be"

Setsuna's eyes also dotted that Quong was rather angry. Why should Quon say so much?

"If you hadn't been impotent, this wouldn't have happened"

"Ugh..."

I mean, there's no word to give it back.

The result of forgetting me in anger is this Zama. Whatever they said, I had no choice but to listen, and I had no choice but to reflect.

"If you care about them too, remember your weight. If you're impotent and lose your life as a result, you can't even see it. No one can stop His Majesty."

"... you are"

"I am Your Majesty's shield."

Quon drops his gaze on the Shield of Messiah held on his chest. A pure white shield depicting a true circle. Make it an absolutely invincible summoning arm, symbol of the mercenary group White Shield. It glowed pale, indicating that the ability was activated.

"as you were His Majesty's spear."

"Right."

"You know what to do, right?

"You should do this, armed summons!

If you chant so that you can roar, an explosive light will arise from all over your body and it will converge within your right hand. What emerges from the light of a single strip is a black and disastrous spear, and the moment I clenched it, the fluctuations of anger to awesome pierced my whole body. If you try a black spear, there's nothing more stupid and ridiculous than Setuna's demise, and with that angry spear pointed at her, Setuna didn't want to look bitter.

"Yes, that's fine. I am Your Majesty's shield and your enemy."

Lion Vishtar went somewhere proud.