Ending Maker

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“Let's start again. I'll take the lead.”

“Yes.”

After clearing out the campfire, Judas glances back to Cordelia. I was putting the magically cleaned utensils in my expansion bag, but the outside looked the same as usual.

‘But. ’

Now, when I close my eyes, I think of Kordelia who cries.

‘Nightmares.’

Scary dreams.

But can you cry like that just by having a dream?

‘Weakened. ’

It was not the story of the flesh. It was the story of the Mental, the so-called spirit of Cordelia.

When Jude saw it, she was quite mentally strong.

But there were two meanings to being mentally strong.

One meant that the defenses themselves were good, that there were no scratches on the relaxing attacks, and the other meant that the defenses themselves were low, but they were so strong that they were not shaken by the relaxing mental attacks.

There was a quite significant difference between the two, whether they were sustainable or not.

‘The former survived a long time. ’

The former can be compared to a warrior in full body armor.

The only thing that hurts is the armor. The warrior inside was perfectly fine.

But the latter was a different story.

A bare warrior with a very strong body.

At first, it seems to be holding out well, but eventually it becomes bare. Whenever it is attacked, the wound increases. He bled little by little and eventually collapsed from the accumulated wounds.

And Jude saw that Cordelia was closer to the latter than the former.

‘It's tiring. ’

So far, there have been more than dozens of missiles in Cordelia.

Furthermore, when I looked back at the process, everything was miserable.

Broken bones and bruised blood.

I use up my magical strength and stamina until I run out, and I vomit blood several times because my small and thin body is a mess. It's too much, but it's only temporary and it's blindness.

Recovery magic cured me right away, so I wouldn't be surprised if I were traumatized by the violence.

Maybe it's a sign of PTSD. ’

Post-traumatic stress disorder.

Of course, it did not appear to be serious yet.

Considering it a sign, Jude was merely his own interpretation.

But I couldn't help but worry.

‘Cause Cordelia would have been normal. ’

Not now, but in the past, in the past.

Judas himself was not ordinary.

He had been exposed to violence from childhood to excessive violence and had become accustomed to it.

But what about Cordelia?

We had never spoken so vaguely about each other's past lives, but we were able to see what life was really like through their interactions.

A girl born and raised in a normal house.

It was great that she came all the way here without ever crying.

‘When this is over, I'm going to make him rest. ’

People needed to rest.

We should go see a good place together, eat something delicious, and rest for at least a month.

Judas nods once and voices.

“It's Cordelia.”

“Huh?"

Kordelia, who was finishing packing her bags, replied with her head up. I was so lovely to see her sweeping away her hair.

“I'll do it. ”

“Huh?"

Kordelia blinks and tilts her head, suddenly smiling.

“Yes, I look forward to it. ”

“Yeah, I'm looking forward to it. Do you want me to carry you?”

Jude shows her back, and Kordelia grins again and nods.

“Okay, Kordelia's going to be a kangaroo. ”

When she talks that far, she jumps up and over Judas' back with her backpack. It was a stable gesture, like a demonstration by a skilled assistant.

“All right, well, let's get back to work. ”

Kordelia hugs him by the neck and whispers in a small voice.

“But it's Jude. ”

“Uh, it's Cordelia. ”

“You're still doing great. ”

I'm satisfied enough.

She shyly kisses his ear and kisses his lips, and momentarily, Judas coughs.

And one person.

Melissa, who was watching all this, said in a cold voice.

[Fair enough, fair enough.]

People don't know how much.

But regrettably, and naturally, Melissa's voice did not reach the two of them, and Judas and Cordelia head out towards the forest in a distance.

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Cassius Dalton was impressed.

It wasn't because the hammer didn't work well today, or because I didn't like the work I was making.

“What the hell are you doing? ”

Cassius was an excellent smith and a powerful wizard.

Magic was essential to make armor above a certain level in the beginning.

After all, Cassius was a wizard, and the Baikal Forest was her enchanted land.

And the Wizard had a way of knowing what was going on within his territory.

A couple of young men and women.

Up to this point, it was not uncommon, but it was a sight you could sometimes see.

Even though there were quite a few monsters in Baikal Forest, there were people who were searching the forest to catch them.

But the two of them acted differently than the average visitor, the hunters.

Page.

Page.

On the side.

Little side.

We were so busy kissing each other all over our bodies without resting.

But the funny thing was that he was pretending to be doing well even though he was drawing.

“Oh, that sucks. ”

Is this their room?

Why are you doing that in someone else's forest?

Of course, there were many men and women who were looking for unpopular places to do so-called lewd things, but this was a Baikal Forest far from the village.

Once again, a forest of monsters.

“He's gonna get his ass kicked. No, take a dump. Just take a dump. ”

Casius turns his gaze back to the anvil to distract him.

I wanted to tell him to go out and fuck himself, but then the hidden magic he had made would break, so I had to endure it for a while.

‘Let's hammer. ’

Tough again today.

Tomorrow's a tough day.

A few times a day.

It was Cassius hammering with strange noises, but only a few times.

Because I had to raise my head again soon.

“What the hell, those things. ”

What a sight.

We weren't talking about staying out of each other's way.

Monsters.

Those protruding from everywhere rush towards the men and women, but none of them are holding back.

Dozens of magic tools floating around the woman blocked the running monsters as if they were self-defense.

But that was not the only surprising thing.

Are they coming this way? ’

The deepest of the silverware.

Casius' men and women are approaching his workshop in a straight line. Like Cassius himself.

How?

Just in case, I looked again, but they were the first faces I had ever seen in my life.

What is it?

It was a moment when I tilted my head without knowing it.

The man who looked arrogantly back and forth entered the first gate.

It was a consequence of letting the one who came in wander around and ultimately sending him back the way he had come.

But I didn't wander off.

The red-haired woman, who held the princess in the arms of a black-haired man with her clavicle tucked and twitching, teased her hand in the meantime, and the handshake was disabled.

Clearing the maze with directions magic.

It was embarrassing.

Are you sure you can do that much for a girl who's barely a late teenager?

I mean, what is that enormous magical power without knowledge?

It was not possible for humans.

“Huh."

We've breached the maze.

Here comes the next conclusion.

“Huh.”

That's just passing again.

It's a consequence of terrorizing the spirit of the person who heard it and making them run away.

No, I'm still a little distracted.

“Huh?”

What, why isn't any of this working?

Are they human?

And then I thought, aren't they all here?

Is that the entrance?

Knock-knock.

At that moment, Cassius, the faint voice from behind his back, quickly turns away.

It is because a loud knock was heard outside the steel door.

“Hello!”

Human male voice.

After a brief conflict, Cassius shouts out, his hand tightening the hammer.

“Who are you people? ”

“I'm here to see Cassius! ”

I knew it.

I came to the right place.

Who the hell is he?

How do you know about this? How do you know about yourself?

“Oh, shit. I don't know, just do it. ”

If they came all the way here, they'd just pick up that steel gate and come in.

Cassius grips his sword and shouts, instead of his hammer.

“Seal has been lifted! Open it up and come in!”

A steel gate that weighs hundreds of pounds, so it's hard to push even an ordinary person.

But the door opens normally, and a pair of men and women reveal themselves.

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Melissa was satisfied when the iron gate opened.

It was also because the scent on the side that was unfolding before her eyes stopped, but she hoped that she might meet the survivors of Magellan in the Kingdom of Mado.

‘Casius is most likely a survivor of Magellan. ’

Many of the tools Cassius uses were from Magellan.

And above all, Cassius was old. Although he did not speak up in person, it was clear that he had lived at least a thousand years.

Of course, not all survivors of Magellan had kites with Melissa.

It was unlikely that Melissa would have a one-on-one meal, and likely had nothing to do with the people who used to manage her.

But it meant a lot to Melissa, who waited hundreds of years for researchers not to return to the lab, to be a survivor of Magellan.

[biceps, clanking]

I was so excited to say that with my own mouth.

I hope it's not broken. ’

‘No way.'

It's just because you're excited.

Then the door opens.

A naked elven woman standing in a very large but well-organized workshop and folded arms.

“Stop for now. If it crosses that line, it attacks. ”

On Cassius' warning, Judas and Kordelia look beneath their feet and stop in front of the line drawn on the floor.

Cassius Dalton.

An elven woman with white hair and red eyes.

Whether it was dark circles underneath her eyes or natural or very degenerative, she was in the middle of work, and the red tank was covered in sweat.

“How did you know about this place? Do you know me? ”

When asked nervously, Judas and Cordelia glanced at each other.

So far, it was in the order I expected.

‘I skipped all the events. ’

All kinds of events you need to meet Cassius.

But I had no choice. Since the situation in the south has changed greatly, the same progress as the original was impossible.

“I am Euder-Agust Viel. This is my fiancée, Cordelia August Chase. ”

“Say hello to Cassius. ”

When Judas and Kordelia set the example side by side, Casius' eyes glare at this side but faint.

It seemed like I liked showing respect.

“You know the basic etiquette. So, how the hell did you know to come here? Who told you about me? ”

It was important from here.

Because of this, Judas straightened his throat and began to talk with the face of Cordelia's favorite - the scammer of our house.

“The Witch of the West Forest told me. ”

Cassius was more of a witch than an orthodox wizard.

It was better to sell the Witches of the Western Forest as a legend than to give them a clumsy name.

‘There's enough grounds to go around. ’

There were spells handed down from the Witch of the West Forest, and there were also spells handed down to her by Cordelia.

So I heard from the Witch in the Western Forest that there is a powerful Witch in Baikal Forest, and I thought that the Witch was Cassius because of everything that had happened so far. I could always overcome this situation.

‘Cause there's no way to find out. ’

So how do we know it's Jude's specialty? It was.

And again, it worked well.

Casius, who had fallen in love with Judas' fluent horseshit, had almost made his first enemy.

‘As expected, my house swindler. ’

Kordelia smiles comfortably, grabbing onto her sleeve, and Judas smiles as she finishes her story.

‘Now that you mention it, you have the hide of the ancient dragon, scales, bones, teeth and even pieces of the Dragon Heart · · · · · ·. ’

Quite the situation.

As in the original, Cassius will be left hanging on this side.

But that's when it happened.

“Are they telling the truth? ”

A word pops out of Cassius's mouth that he never thought of.

Furthermore, she was looking away from Judas and Cordelia and saying,

One corner of the workshop.

A woman in a black dress with long black hair and white skin who was relaxed on a big chair.

She smiles white.

How will I know? I answered Judas' courage as it is.

What should I do?

That's all I ask.

The Witch of the West Forest.

Unlike the original masterpiece, the spirit of the Great Witch was freed from the Seal instead of ascending.

Instead of answering Cassius' question, she laughed at Judas and Cordelia, especially when she saw Cordelia gripping her cuffs tighter.

“Hello.”

Hi, you two.

“You said I'd see you again, right? ”

One word she left me when we split up.

Judas and Cordelia look at each other and swallow their thirsty saliva. I smiled with an awkward face and confronted the Witch of the West Forest.

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