I stopped being a warrior and became the strongest

“ · · · ”

But when the hands between the threads are not frozen.

The eyes of anticipation and anxiety crossed Odyssey's hands.

"What the..."

Odyssey looks at the threads with a puzzling gaze.

Pang Fang

No matter how many threads you pull in English.

I didn't even flinch.

“ · · · ”

Only a strange silence flows through the room.

‘Is that why so many musicians have failed...’

Odyssey breaks his lips looking at the threads that rarely move.

Move, move, move! ’

Odyssey's face is getting harder and harder.

What are you doing?]

Maron, who was watching him from behind, asks a frustrating question.

“Well, the threads aren't moving. ”

Maron opens his eyes to Odyssey's grief.

What are you talking about? Why don't we just grab the thread and rip it off?]

“That's not the basics. No matter how hard you push, you can't pull. ”

[.. are you kidding me?]

But I couldn't find any playfulness in Odyssey's hard face.

[I'll take a look.]

He starts digging around the outside and inside of strange instruments.

Later.

[.. answer! It's frustrating!]

Huh?

Maron looks curious when he finds something.

“Why... what's the matter? ”

Odyssey was nervous about the reaction of his mentor and looked at Maron.

[Wow... You said this was made by an Elf named Martini? I want to see your face. How did you come up with the idea of putting a spirit in the instrument?]

“... a spirit? ”

[It's a Spirit, but it's like... Is it supposed to be a collection of nature that has not yet become a Spirit?]

Odyssey whispers in a quietly unintelligible way.

“So I can't move these threads because of him, anyway? ”

[Not like a spirit...]

Maron stops explaining and nods, looking at Odyssey in a desperate manner.

[To conclude, you can see that, right?]

“So what do I do? ”

[It's simple. You need to calm the spirit inside the instrument. I think you have a lot of horns in your voice. I think it's because I've been living in there for a long time.]

Unlike Maron, who gave me a relatively simple answer.

Odyssey's face hardens.

“You need to appease the spirit? ”

[Yeah, you need to take it easy. Like a child.]

“ · · · ”

That's what they say.

How can he appease a spirit?

“I can't even see myself, not with my voice. ”

[It's not hard. Remember what you learned from me. What did I teach you?]

“... gathering the forces of nature? ”

[Yes! You can use that power!]

Maron clapped as if the answer was correct.

Odyssey's face won't open.

“But I've only just learned of its power. ”

[Of course, the more natural, the easier it is to interact with spirits. But more importantly, communion with spirits.]

“... Communion? ”

Maron nods at his question.

[Yes. Energize yourself by thinking about what the spirit inside that instrument wants, why it can't tear the threads, and what the spirit is thinking.]

“ · · · ”

Maron's advice sounded like nonsense.

‘What the Spirit wants right now... Why is it interrupting the performance...’

Odyssey slowly draws together a small force in his body, a piece of the 'power of nature’.

I started blowing instruments.

[Stuffy... Stuffy! I'm dying!!]

“Huh? ”

I start hearing the voice of a girl who is soft and angry.

[Let me out! Let me out! Aaaah!]

“ · · · ”

Odyssey listened to the voice of the spirit for a moment.

Soon, he turns his head to look at Maron.

“I think the spirit wants to get out of here. ”

Did Odyssey give you the right answer?

Maron asks with a light smile.

[Now that you know what the Spirit wants, what should you do?]

“If you just listen to what I want...”

[No, it's the wrong order! Shouldn't we negotiate with what the Spirit wants first?]

“Oh...”

Follow Maron's advice.

Odyssey whispers in small tones, infusing the power of nature into the instrument.

“Can you hear me? ”

[W-who is it?! No, I like anybody. Get me out of here! Let me out!!]

Fortunately, his voice was well conveyed to the spirit.

Odyssey is relieved to continue speaking.

“I'll let you out. ”

Really? Really? Are you really gonna let me out of here?]

“I promise. I'm gonna get you out of there. Only on one condition. ”

I saw hope in Maron's words.

The Spirit urgently asks.

[What? On what condition?!]

“I don't want you to interrupt me from playing. That's my condition. Can you hear me? ”

I didn't know what the spirits would give me.

Odyssey looks at the instrument nervous.

[Okay! That's it! That's it! But you really have to get me out of here?]

“I promise.”

Maybe it's the decisive voice of Odyssey.

Or is it because I was the first person to talk to him directly?

[Good! I won't disturb you anymore! But you have to keep your promise!]

The spirit in the instrument happily agreed.

‘Phew... You really did what the apostle of God said. ’

Odyssey still finds the situation hard to believe.

I looked at him with a shivering look.

[How'd it go? How'd it go? Or were you angry enough to refuse to even talk?]

“On the condition that you get it out of the instrument, we did a good job. ”

[Now all that's left is to play nice.]

Maron laughs and pulls back.

Odyssey nodded his head and tried to put his hands on the thread again.

“There you go. That's enough.”

Kenon glares at him with a cold glance and flicks his tongue.

“What? ”

“If I had given you that much time and you hadn't turned on your instrument, you wouldn't have to see it anymore. ”

Kennon sighs deeply and shakes his hands.

“Hey, musician. Out of my way."

“Still, I expected a little bit of this musician Kenon brought, and you just blew my money. ”

“You should have walked better. ”

The porters who brought the instruments approach and leave him.

“Wait, wait, wait. One more chance."

“Would it make a difference if I had one more chance? There have been dozens of musicians with whom you pleaded, and no one has met my expectations. It'll only get ugly if we do more. ”

Kenon was silenced by Odyssey's request.

He gives orders with his eyes to the porters.

“Show your guests out with respect. ”

“I understand.”

“Let's be gentle, musician. ”

The moment the Elves rightly gripped Odyssey's arms.

Direering

The threads hanging from Odyssey's fingertips bounced gently along the dragging arm.

Every thread produced a seductive voice.

“ · · · ”

Maybe it's the clear sound inside the room.

The porters immediately forgot their orders and stopped moving.

“What the...”

Kenon also looks at Odyssey, twitching his heavy eyebrows.

“Wait! Stop! ”

As this has never happened before.

Kenon swiftly retrieved the orders given to the porters.

“Let go of this. ”

Odyssey pushes out the porters' arms.

I sit back and whisper with my fingers between the threads.

“I will keep my promise. So I need you to help me finish. ”

Finish whispering.

Finally, the arms of Odyssey start to move gently.

Direering

Whenever a line is bent along your finger.

Smooth music flowed out and filled the room.

“ · · · ”

The disappointed old elf's eyebrows twitch up and down.

‘This sound... resembles the wind of freedom. The breeze softens the grasslands... Yes. This... is the wind. ’

Darang

However, when Odyssey's hand turned to the thick line,

‘The wind is... harsh. If only it had been smooth... Now it's a violent storm! Yes, it's a relentless wind! ’

A distinctly different tone makes the old elf feel a strong heartbeat.

‘I merely varied the pace and intensity of the sonic rate, but to be able to elicit such distinct expressions, art is an area that has no age.'

It was not a proportion of age and skill.

It was common sense to accumulate skills along the way.

‘If they see that young Demibeast, they'll have to fix their minds. By the way... I've never seen a musician feel the wind at this rate before. ’

He had been exposed to the musical rhythms of many musicians.

No one made him feel this much emotion and excitement.

‘I hope this wind... stays with me forever. ’

Kenon was wandering around in a cozy, violent wind.

Direering

The music from the instrument stopped.

At that moment, the storm of sound rates that had hurled into the room also disappeared as if washed away.

“ · · · ”

Maybe it's the storm.

The closed eyes of the old elf slowly opened.

Peek-a-boo.

Kenon looks at Odyssey and claps his hands together.

“... amazing. No, no, no, no, no. I think it's more appropriate to say marvellous. ”

Maybe it's because I've never felt the thrill beyond being moved by music.

Kennon didn't spare the applause.

“Thank you."

Odyssey lowers his head in humility.

“No, I should thank you. Stronger and sharper than any tune I've ever heard in my life. Better yet... just back off! ”

All of a sudden, Kenon starts screaming.

“I'm... sorry.”

The porters left the room without a second thought.

The old elf looks away from the porters and turns his head.

“What the... how did you play it? The power of the instrument? Or did you do something about it? I don't want to say this, but I could feel nature in the melody. ”

[Oh, did you feel the power of the Spirit? Sharp.]

It's exactly what Marlon said.

‘I just handled the instrument. The true sound of the instrument... was extracted by a spirit. ’

If there was no spirit in the instrument.

Kenon would not have been as moved as he is now.

“I borrowed some of nature's power. ”

“... the power of nature? ”

What did Odyssey say that reminds me?

Kenon's creased glances flutter violently.

“The power of nature... it can't be a spirit, can it? ”

“.. do you know spirits? ”

When Odyssey opened his eyes to the question of Dory Kenon.

Kenon nods, smiling helplessly.

“In the past, we elves had a spirit spirit. The Elves of the Wood Elves. ”

“ · · · ”

“We used to call them High Elves for respect. ”

Odyssey listens to Kennon.

He hesitates for a moment and tilts his head.

“But these elves...”

“Yes. The spirit has left our side. I don't even know how many centuries it's been. ”

While Kenon was recounting the ancient history.

[Then the world's support for us was destroyed, you idiot!]

I heard a girl's voice through the instrument.

“ · · · ”

"So because the Elves destroyed the World Water themselves, the spirits lost their power and left the Elves... Why did the Elves destroy the World Water?" ’

Odyssey listens and thinks quietly.

“Thanks to you, I was able to finally finish my ancestor's homework. Thank you."

“No, I also had access to a new world. ”

“.. a new world? ”

Odyssey nods at Kenon's question.

“Perhaps Martini wanted to combine instruments and spirits. This instrument seems to have been born from that aspiration. ”

“Something like that.”

Kenon stares at the instrument with a blank eye.

Look back and look at Odyssey.

“You can have the instrument if you want. ”

“.. Yes? ”

Odyssey raises his ears to Kenon's sudden proposition.

“I haven't seen light in a long time. But now that I've met the owner, I can't help but miss this historic encounter because of my greed. What do you think?”

“I'm thankful... but a vagrant like me would be a little burdened to carry such a big instrument. ”

Kenon smiles at Odyssey's words.

“Here's the deal. Why don't you leave your instrument at my house and come back whenever you want? ”

[It's an excuse, and I think I want you by my side.]

In Maron's words, Odyssey nods in agreement.

‘But it's never a bad offer. ’

Doesn't he need a place to stay anyway?

“Is that okay? ”

“Of course! I'd appreciate it if you did. If you don't have a place to stay, why don't you stay in my house? It will take time to create your citizenship. ”

“I wonder if it's going to be a problem.”

In Odyssey's words, Dory Kenon shouts out in a loud voice.

“What do you mean! You are a savior of a family who has done his homework! Don't even say that. Hmmm...”

“ · · · ”

“And if you need anything, just say the word. I'll do my best to support you. ”

It's so different from what we saw before we turned on the instrument.

Odyssey can't hide his expression.

“Well, if there's a place I can meet a lot of artists, I'd love to go out. ”

“Do you want the chapter of exchange? That's as much as I can get you. Ah, I'll make arrangements right away. ”

“And, uh, I think I need some supplies for the composition. ”

“... what? Puhahahaha!”

On Odyssey's careful request, Kenon bursts into laughter.

“You can ask more confidently! Because you deserve it! More than that, a place and composition with artists... You're a musician in your bones. ”

You wanted money, but you tried to give it to me.

Requests are tools for meeting and composing artists.

‘The more I see, the more I like the Demibeast. ’

“Don't worry, I'm here to support you. Are you going to write a song instead? ”

Then Odyssey nodded.

I think of the seed of peace that Goi had in his arms.

‘If he had not given me a way to go... there would not have been a meeting or a miracle here and now. ’

And if it wasn't for the ghost of God, Maron,

The previous crisis would not have been overcome.

‘I'd love to write a hero's song... but I'll write a song for him... to spread his name. ’

“Yes, I have a song I want to write. ”

“Very well. I'll do my best to support you. ”

“And...”

When Odyssey was about to continue speaking.

[You must keep your promise! Don't forget!]

The clear voice of the spirit in the instrument echoes in his ears.

Zec

JooJoon recognizes that his vision has returned to its original location.

The End