Ending Maker

Chapter 95 Victory

An ancient dragon said to have the same power as a god has fallen.

Landius slowly turns his head, leaning back against the rubble of a collapsed building and looking at the corpse of an enormous monster. It was because of those who were running away.

“Randius!”

Kamael shouts first, and Lena, who sprints in succession, looks over Randius' body.

“You okay? You conscious? It's not broken, is it? ”

Lena asks, promoting Randius' steel body everywhere. It was because he was fine on the outside, but his insides could be completely different.

“If you get sick, don't even think about cheating, just say it. Okay?"

Randius smiles at Lena's warning, not a warning.

“It's okay. I'm just very tired. Unlike during the time of Uranus, this time I only used a clean open sword. The power outage is empty and I think I'm going to pass out right now, but · · · everything else is fine. Not a scratch. ”

As Randius shows off, Lena looks at his body with a suspicious face and sighs for relief. It's because, as Randius said, the trauma was so clean.

“So you're not feeling well? ”

“I used a cleaver. With all my strength. ”

In fact, in a way, it was reckless.

In fact, it was a crossbow sword with the power to take on Malekith's opponent. In fact, it tore his chest apart, not only by beating Malekith's Breith Weapon frontally, but it didn't instantiate Malekith.

If Malekith and Randius were the only ones here, he would have been famous in Malekith's hands.

Of course, Randius didn't put all his strength into the crosssword without thinking about it.

I've heard stories from Judas and Kordelia beforehand, and there are trusted colleagues here, Camael, Lena and Belgian.

“Phew, anyway. ”

After sighing again, Lena leans back against Randius and gives him a slight kiss on his cheek, and he smiles again and asks Kamael and Lena.

“What about disciples and girls? ”

“Like someone else, I couldn't help but doze off with a big kiss in the bloodshed. ”

“Oh · · · · · · · · ·. ”

“Shall we? ”

When Lena asks with a gentle voice, Randius gives you a slight but shy look that doesn't suit a large figure.

I noticed it was quite attractive.

But it wasn't just the two of us here.

“Hmph.”

When Kamael vomits his cough, Randius smiles nervously, and Lena laughs excitedly.

“Don't worry. I don't do it in public. ”

Unlike anyone else, it was Lena who knew how to cover the time and place.

“Anyway · · · Long time no see, open sword. ”

As Kamael raises his voice, Randius nods quickly.

“Is this the first time you've shown up since the fight with Bicasel? ”

“This is the first time.”

This is the first time I've encountered a worthy opponent since I defeated Bikazel in the first place.

No. There was one other worthy opponent, but you didn't give yourself a chance to use the Forging Sword.

‘Ambassador Manuela. ’

An enemy who caused the destruction of the Paragon Kingdom.

The strongest of the fiend's followers, presumed.

Kamael narrows his eyebrows slightly as he becomes more violent, because he is a trembler just thinking about it.

It was because it was not just Judas and Kordelia, but we could see each other's hearts just by facing them.

This time in the south, we went after Ambassador Manuela together.

That's why Kamael continued to talk about the Forging Sword instead of joining Manuela's story again for no reason.

“You've really gotten stronger. ”

“It's been 10 years. I worked hard in my training. ”

Ten years ago, it was also the open sword that brought immortality to Daemon-Prince Bikazel, who caused the tragedy of Paragon kingdom.

At that time, of course, it was a great power, but it was nothing compared to 10 years ago just by the size of a cleaver made of visible visual effects, such as solar blades.

At that time, there were only 20 meters of open sword blades left.

‘It's awkward to say it's only 20 meters. ’

But I had to. The blade of the cleaver Randius showed us in this battle has surpassed 100 meters, no matter how few it takes.

When Kamael and Lena admire each other, Randius scratches his back head somewhat shyly.

“It takes a lot of strength as it grows stronger. So I can't even stand up. ”

Camael and Lena were the thumbs that could be seen.

“But I'm glad it worked out. It's been rewarding, pushing everyone from the start. ”

As always, the sooner we finished the fight, the better.

Especially when it comes to fighting monsters that can destroy the surrounding area by themselves, like Malekith.

According to Lena, Kamael nods, agreeing. Then he looks back.

I felt the popularity of the fourth member who could naturally intervene here.

“Belgian. ”

Lena calls out the name Sasam, Kamael gives a light baptism, and Randius gives a big smile and bows his head.

“They're all dying, but on the other hand, they're fine. Thank goodness."

Landius and Lena smile as he looks down at everyone, riding on the Phantom Styd. Because it was so Belgian.

“I'm alive because of you. I had a lot of help. ”

Randy's tone is much more rounded than usual. as if he was back in his late 30s, back in his early 20s.

“I've had a lot of help. ”

“I had a lot of help. ”

Kamael and Lena also expressed examples in succession.

Kamael is a little stiff, and Lena is very friendly.

Belgian was more than just an old man. For all three, he was like a teacher.

Belgian, Bardo Einsberg's royal wizard, did not melt directly from the Kingdom of Paragon, but often taught Lena, Bardo's disciple, and preached various knowledge such as strategies and herbs to Kamael and Randius, members of the Royal Knights.

Belgian treated the three of them like teachers.

“Anyway, I'm glad you're okay. This fight is over anyway. ”

In fact, given the victories against an enemy named Malekith, it was a very efficient fight, but Belgian didn't say the same thing because he had less damage.

Because at least hundreds of people lost their lives in this fight.

Hundreds among thousands.

Maybe less than 10 percent by proportion.

But Belgian was a necromancer of life, which is why he was even more sensitive to life.

Treating a person's life as a simple number was one of the things he hated most.

And so were the three who were trained by Belgian.

“By the way, Belgian, ”

“Tell me, Lena. ”

When Belgian mentions Lena, she narrows her eyes and pops out her lips.

“It's not class time. ”

“That hasn't changed a bit. It's ugly, so fix it. ”

Lena grumbled and groaned at the teacher's tone, and brought it up.

“By the way, Belgian, what brings you here? ”

It was a big help to show up, but his appearance was literally an intrusion.

Kamael nods as if curious, but Belgian strokes his chin.

“It's because of a treaty I made with Euder-Agust Bayer and Cordelia August Chase. I gave you two crystal balls to summon me. I never thought I'd be able to summon it to a place like this as soon as it came. ”

Belgian, who made a bitter smile in the mask of the bird beak, briefly explained what happened in the royal province.

“Wow, the timing was really good. ”

Lena nods, clapping her hands in admiration.

If Belgian hadn't shown up, there would have been more damage in the fight against the mercenaries, and the fight against Malekith would not have been as easy as it is now.

“You'd be lucky. ”

As a wizard, Belgian did not deny the existence of luck.

This fight was really fortunate.

“But · · · · it's not just luck. If it hadn't been for this game in the first place, it would have been lucky, but now the same results would not have been made. ”

It was Belgian, not even a series of flows that broke in on the way, but there were things you could tell from the situation.

Heroes of Paragon gathered together with the Southern Seven, who appear to be united.

Here, even the dragonsword ascaron.

Moreover, Malekith did not finish the dragon's sleep properly, so it seemed like he had to win.

“It was similar in the land of the wild. I thought it was a desperate fight, but I had prepared a way to win. ”

Storm the Dragon Veins at once to resurrect the Golden Dragon King.

Without Judas and Kordelia's maneuver, Lena herself and all the warriors in the wilderness would have been famous that day.

“The battle in the royal provinces must have been similar. ”

Even Belgian, who participated in the battle directly in the Royal Road, had little knowledge of the Royal Society's uprising.

However, Kamael nodded at the thought that it would be similar.

Jude and Cordelia.

Kids who have already won three miracles.

“It's as if they have a future in their eyes. ”

“Maybe so. ”

The absolute prophecy could not exist, but it was possible to read some future events.

Of course, it wasn't a serious story. If Lena Belgian really had the power of prophecy, she wouldn't have known it herself.

“By the way, during the meeting, What happened to the ambassador Manuela? ”

In fact, it was half the question I asked.

That's why Randius replied with a gloomy face instead of posting a description of Katabuta.

“I missed it again. ”

“Don't be so discouraged, you're a freshman. The fact that you're tracking him won't allow him to do the same evil thing he did in the Kingdom of Paragon. ”

“Well, that's a relief. ”

Randius struggles, smiling and answering, but he can't help himself.

I've been tracking his trail for 10 years now, but every time I see him, I just miss him.

‘Maybe. ’

Maybe all of this is playing on the palm of the hand of the Ambassador Manuela.

Randius himself does not stand in the way of Manuela's work. Perhaps he's trying to lure himself around and expose his position.

It was a potential story.

And if it were, it would be really painful.

Lena bites her lip as she noticeably depresses herself and switches to a cheerful voice.

“By the way, Belgian, any news of Pran? ”

Druid Pran.

The fifth and youngest of the five heroes of Paragon.

He was a mid-teens man when he fought Daemon-Prince Bikazel, but he would have grown up and become a young man in the mid-teens.

‘Where the hell is he? ’

Unlike Belgian, who sends a letter with a message, Pran has not heard from him for seven years.

“I'm sorry, I don't know anything. I haven't heard from him. ”

“Is that so · · · · · · · ·. ”

I brought it out to turn Randius' depressed consciousness, but this time Lena herself was depressed.

Belgian kicks Lena's tongue in the face and pulls on the phantom steed.

“I'll go back first. I came from the concept of summoning. I have time to hold the summoning. ”

“Already?”

“The time itself wasn't that long, but it was a lot of strength. The Summoner is out of strength. ”

“Well, I can't help it. ”

“Yes, I plan to stay in the royal province for a while, so get in touch. ”

Belgian teases his finger to create a large circular portal, and then pushes the phantom Styd inside. It was a quiet but sudden departure, just as it appeared.

“He's gone.”

“He's gone.”

“He's gone.”

Lena, Kamael, Randius in turn.

The three small smiles, looking at each other, stretched their shoulders again.

After talking about it, I was exhausted.

That's why Randius opens his mouth, leaning a little more against the rubble.

“Kamael, Lena. I'm sorry, but I need to rest first. ”

“Yes, leave the cleaning up to me and get some rest. ”

“Good night, Randy. I'll wake you later.”

As Lena kisses her cheek, Randius closes his eyes with a satisfied face.

And a few seconds.

After he falls into a deep sleep like a lie, Kamael grins with his arms crossed.

“Phew.”

Somehow the winner's smile felt relaxed.

Lena narrows her eyes.

“Hey, Kamael. You're not happy that Randy called you by your first name, are you? ”

“Hehe.”

Camael smiles again instead of denial, and Lena puffs her cheeks with a grumpy face and hugs Sassam Randius' arm.

And a place 100 meters away from those two.

Caesar and Scarlet burst into laughter as they saw Judas and Kordelia being carried on a stretcher.

“You know, Aren't they great? ”

After Caesar's good fortune, Scarlet nods, agreeing.

“That's impressive. I threw up my blood like that, and I panicked. ”

Come to think of it, they were really great kids.

He didn't spill a little blood, but it looks like he threw up real bad. A kiss like that only tastes nasty.

As Scarlet begins to think about Saab Fimatt Kiss, Caesar becomes a monstrous face.

“No, that's great, too. They're both younger than us, right? Them.”

It was not to blame them for being affectionate in front of everyone who was younger than them.

The strength of two people.

It was only seventeen or eighteen now, but the strength of the two people was astonishing.

No matter how much he used the sword of Ascaron, it was those two who killed the breath of that mighty ancient dragon Malekith.

If Caesar gave himself a dragonfly ascaron and asked him to do the same thing, would he be able to do it · · ·?

‘It's impossible.’

It was a question that had no need to think.

Caesar was slightly depressed, and Scarlet, who had actually felt a similar feeling since the royal province, kicked his tongue and said,

“Why don't we just stick together for a few years anyway? ”

Caesar blinks at Scarlet's suggestion and quickly nods.

“Yes, she is. That's comforting. Hey, I like you. Make friends with me."

“How old are you? ”

“Huh? Nineteen? ”

As Caesar blinks and answers naively, Scarlet snorts.

“I'm twenty. So call me sis from now on. Okay?"

“You said it was the same year. ”

“That's it. This is it. ”

“Whatever you want. ”

“Hey, sis! ”

“Huh, I just don't want to be friends. ”

“Friends or even more respect. From now on, call me big sister. ”

In Scarlet's words, Caesar grumbles to refute Moore, but is silent without much thought. Scarlet turns his head, smiling at the victory like a mother. You look back at Malekith's corpse, which is once again unimaginable.

And the same perspective.

Mainland across the sea.

Above the hill overlooking Argon Harbor.

There are those who gaze through Maximilian's eyes at the transition, south, and beyond Argon Harbor.

High voices.

He could tell.

Malekith is dead.

The ancient black dragon was about to unleash a vengeance 300 years ago by destroying the south.

“I'm so glad. ”

You disagree immediately with Maximilian's words.

Instead of answering, I thought of other things.

A kidnapping case involving the children of the northern twelve families.

A battle unfolded in the land of the wild and a battle in the royal capital that cost the lives of the royal family.

And now the death of Malekith here in the south.

There were two people in all those places.

The two of them led to the outcome of all of those events.

“Are you the voice in high places? ”

Maximilian looks up at the sky and asks, his voice in the high places gives you an answer.

First, I ordered him to return to the Empire.

“I'll do as I please. ”

The respectfully respected Maximilian takes a step north of where the Empire is, without any further disrespect to the south.

But it wasn't a high-pitched voice.

He kept thinking about the two of them.

Jude Bayer and Cordelia Chase.

I remember the fate of two men who changed the fate of the Seiland Kingdom.

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