Armed Summoners - Black Spears and the Brave Men of the Other World
Lesson Two Thousand Eight Hundred and forty-three: The Great Brand (7)
"Do something stupid..."
Leongand was not surprised.
"Why? Why did you do this?"
No longer left a shadow, he turns his gaze around in vain pursuit of his sister, who has disappeared from the world. But it doesn't make any sense to do that. I know that too. Linonclair vanished. The power of the Lion God destroyed the enemy as an unconscious reflex. I didn't just destroy the flesh. Even his soul was shattered and destroyed, and he disappeared like a bubble.
All that remains is a silver long sword that remains stabbed at him. Beautiful silver sword with a thin, long curved body. There, only a fraction of his power is sucked up and sealed up.
Just a few.
Leongand touched the pattern of his sword and pulled it out of his belly. No physical pain. What was there was a deep sorrow engraved in my heart, a sense of loss. The fact of losing his beloved sister brought him nothingness and caused him to shake his sword pattern-shaking hand.
What I found out when I took it in my hand was that this silver sword was like a vessel to seal God.
There are several ways to defeat God. One of them is to seal it in a vessel with some powerful power. That's also the table where the gods who once followed Miendia sealed up the god who became Mibula. Neither God, who is an immortal being, if sealed, will be able to exercise his dominion and influence the world. If even faith is lost in that way, it will eventually perish. Most importantly, it takes a long time to do so, but by sealing it, it would mean a great deal to weaken God's power, his influence itself.
Linonclair tried to seal Leongand in a silver sword.
Why is that?
Leongand didn't have an understanding. She lined up her words like a saying, but I don't think that's why. For that reason alone, would it extend to such a crime?
"I am the Lion God. There is no way you can seal me as king of the gods and ruler of all things. I told you who I am. I should have told you and made you listen. Over and over again..."
Therefore, Leongand cannot solve it.
Linonclair is not a fool. He was intelligent, rational, and always capable of acting in his place. That's why he loved her and rejoiced from the bottom of his heart when she said she would follow Nair Gandia. Linonclair would understand his thoughts, because he, himself, had always thought about it. She is also my beloved sister. It was comforting just to have you on my side.
Slow down, I was going to let Nair Gandia's politics partition. Some of the gods will be uncomfortable, but then, if he commands. There is nothing you can do to defy his orders.
He is the king of the gods.
"Why... why...!
Abandon your voice and look up to heaven.
The wound pierced by the sword is so blocked. It's not just the wounds. The clothes he wraps around are also unconsciously restored and back to normal. It was the heart that wore it. There are cracks in the chest and on the surface of the mind. It's not anger. It was mourning, pity, pain. This is the second time I've felt such pain. Pain caused by being denied and rejected by a real family.
Leona, not yet, okay. She should be young and have little memory of Leongand. It's possible that Rayon blew something into her that she doesn't understand what's right and what's wrong. Why does Layon, who appears in Gandia's founding legend and is spoken of as a guardian beast, show up and be on Leona's side? That's a funny story in the first place. If Rayon was real, he could have appeared in his father's time, no, well before that, and led Gandhia.
But Rayon suddenly appeared before the Leonas as he continued to silence the Gandhian royal family and saw Gandhia perish. And the silver lion said he named the royal guardian. What a strange story. If you are the guardian of the Gandhian royal family, shouldn't you have helped Gandhian only when he was in danger of perishing?
After all, Rayon shouldn't be trusted. We should pull Leona away from Rayon immediately, but we should destroy Rayon.
As enemies of the Gandia royal family.
When he shattered the silver sword with divine authority, he regained the power that had been sealed in its vessel and erased the fragments of the silver sword without any dust.
The purpose of the next one is decided.
"Oh...?
I overheard voices.
Turn your gaze and his beloved wife almost walked down the path of the woods.
"Has Mr. Linon been returned yet?
"Nage."
"I made you some tea."
From the look on Nage's face, which seems extremely unfortunate, I can see her true heart. The three of us, who exchanged Leongand and Linonclair, thought we'd get a chance to take our time to bicker, and I guess we came this far to hurry up and prepare tea and call the two of us. It's her concern not to use a samurai. You must have decided it was not a good idea for an irrelevant human to enter where Leongand and Linonclair are.
"Are you..."
Leongand saw Nage's black, lustrous hair shake in the wind. The white and beautiful outfit seems to enhance her dark hair and brown skin and suits her well. No, it's not just white. Whatever color it is, there's no color that doesn't suit her.
Not like myself.
Leongando no longer has the right colours. Any color lays flat before his white and drips his head. He is the lion god emperor. He is king of the gods and ruler of all things. Even the colors can't dye him, but rather get smeared by him.
"What's wrong? Sire."
"You'll stay by my side...?
"I wonder what you're going to say... such a natural thing"
Nage may have thought he was joking. He smiles calmly and mercifully, staring at Leongando. The sleigh was like the sun looking under the cold sky. It's warm and wraps my body and mind around me. Like filling an empty hole in your heart.
Leongand hugged her as she ran over to Nage. Gentle, soft. Otherwise, human flesh and the like will be easily crushed.
"Right. You followed me. He promised me that he would continue to be with me. Oh yes... yes..."
"Your Majesty..."
"That's right. I have you. I have you. As long as you are there, I..."
That's it, uh, I notice.
The feeling of holding Nage's body was disappearing and her body temperature and breath were no longer felt. Untie your arms and look down. Nothing. There's a void there, just a paved passage of stone floors.
Nothing, nothing.
Maybe it was a hallucination that Nage showed up. So there is no appearance in front of you right now, and no sign exists? To suppose so, both hands still had the feeling of holding her, and there was that warmth all over her body. So where did Nage disappear to?
That's when he realized his arms were only slightly luminescent.
The light shows the revelation of divine authority.
It was, nevertheless, like a brand.
Leongand exclaimed.