Lord of the Skill

Elven Combat (4)

“Here we go."

Wignarr uttered in riddles.

The three guardian houses surrounding the temple with soul glands look at each other with trembling eyes.

“Are you sure... you want to do this?" ”

“Of course.”

“You know what's gonna happen. I'd rather... ”

Gadriel speaks quietly, touching his free hand.

“Running away? Releasing the chains is the most humiliating thing you can do. Confidence that you can catch them whenever you run. Moreover, if you keep running away like this, all the Elves trapped in the Node will die. ”

“But you know what happens when you open the Soul Sack and open the door to Elvenheim!! ”

Even when she is not in her right mind, she hears a blameless word.

When the portal opened, he said he was going to activate Polsetia in it.

In short, it meant to completely destroy Elvenheim. And it was unacceptable for Gadriel to do it with his own hands, the head of the guard.

“Even if we don't, the author will draw out our magic and open the Soul Sack. The result is the same. ”

“So you're going to help your enemies? ”

Wignarr coldly replied to her.

“Admit it. The Elves have been defeated in a race war. All I can do now is choose the side that will save as many soldiers as possible with the same result. And your lives. ”

“Ugh... ”

He looks at Gadriel's crumpled face and thinks, swallowing an unbelievable word.

‘Gadriel, I can't help it if you blame me. This is the way to save the most Elves. I don't just mean the soldiers summoned to the Seven Thrones. ’

“You must have given me some time. It's not just a time to eat and talk. You couldn't even agree on three opinions? What's taking so long to have a useless conversation? ”

“You…. ”

“I'm sorry. She hasn't had much time to explain since she woke up injured. ”

“It's not time you need, it's your will. ”

Heatless spoke loudly to Wignarr without a single inch of concession.

“Perform the recall ritual now. ”

“ ……. ”

At the first command of the feeble, Wignarr walks into a corner of the temple where the Soul Sack is located.

Having seen that, Kuel Khan Tinubiel looks at Gadriel alternately with his embarrassed face.

“I'm sorry. ”

Then, instead of her, you stand on the other side of the pillar along Wignarr.

“You……! ”

Gadriel shouts at him, his head bowing.

“You're the son of the former Guardian!! ”

“Tell me who you don't have, Gadriel. We are the protectors now. Two out of three. You need to stop following me. ”

“Never!! ”

It was then.

Kuaaang!!

“Huff!! ”

“If you can't, don't. I never asked you to. ”

“Knng... Knng... ”

Her body turns to the Trainman. She falls to her knees in agony, unable to breathe.

“That's enough, Wignarr. A little effort was eased. All it takes is one magician. ”

The fever that was watching the three of you grabbed Gadriel by the neck.

“Dying as an honorable warden is also about keeping your manners to the enemy. I'll kill you myself. ”

“Yes… you……. ”

Gadriel stares at the heat with his shivering eyes.

“Acknowledge and accept defeat. Then we live, and conversely, we die. Because that's war."

Heatless said coldly to her.

Phew!!

“That's how I've lived in the Seven Thrones. ”

As he slaps her on the neck, her trembling body sags like a broken doll.

“Hey, wait!! ”

As soon as I saw it, Wignarr urgently dried up the fever.

“She's lost it. I alone have enough magic to cast the Soul Sack. Two people are just mediators of magical power. Can you just put it back on the pole? ”

He gazes at the heat while swallowing the drought.

“Unless you cast a spell on all three of us, discord can arise. That way you won't be bothering yourself. ”

“ ……. ”

How much time has passed.

As soon as Wignarr's gaze stopped intersecting with his fever, it was seamless between the two.

He lays down the fallen Gadriel on the pillar that Wignarr spoke of.

“... Thank you. ”

“It's the same for each other. ”

“What?"

“A little misunderstanding is a place to live, you and I. ”

In his words, Wignarr grins bitterly.

Kuel looks at them and says he doesn't understand.

‘What was Sir Wignarr talking about with the author? ’

The conversation between him and Heatless during the time he waited for Gadriel to wake up.

No one knows that.

But at the end of the conversation, Wignarr followed his insatiable remarks.

They used to want each other's lives.

‘…… I wouldn't be in a position to say that. ’

Kuel looks at Ugnatar with a bitter look on his face.

I ended up betraying the Elves because I was afraid of death.

As Gadriel said, I don't look at my father, who used to be a warden. But even if I blamed him one day, at least now I didn't want to see my father.

“Go ahead.”

He nods at the words of fever.

‘Kuel, that's how you do it. No one will blame you. I'll take all the responsibility. Though this deed may be condemned, I will open the Soul Sack just by having children to blame. ’

Wignarr slowly began to immerse himself in magic.

* gasp *...!

The water in the soul gland rises into the air. Kuel focuses his magic on him, and Gadriel's magic begins to flow out in response to the Soul Sack, regardless of her will.

Pow... pow...!

Papabak...!!

The gushing droplets condensed into a large drop of water in the air.

When the radiant drop of water reached Wignarr's hand, it once again burst into all directions.

Particles that spread out as if sprayed with water gradually formed one side and a membrane of water was created over the soul gland.

Wooooo...

With a light tremor, the large green jewel decorated on the top of the soul gland begins to sparkle.

As a hologram of light emanates from the jewels, the water of the soul glands swirls and ripples.

The moment the soul gland and the veil were connected, a door was made like a large mirror.

Inside, it clearly appeared as if the castle of Elvenheim was looking out the window.

“Promise……. ”

“Don't worry. Protect.”

When the dimensional gate was completed, Wignarr carefully told the heatless.

“Prepare the polsethians. ”

Heatless answers without hesitation, and raises his hand.

A magical army, including Yoon Seon-mi, began to envelop the soul glands in his words.

“ ……. ”

I looked at them with a nervous look.

The conversation between two people that Kuel was curious about.

There was at least one thing that was certain.

Knng.

He clenches his fist.

‘I protect Elvenheim. The Elves who live there, too. ’

Looking at the created dimensional door, I thought of Wignarr.

* * *

An hour ago.

“It's been a while. Things have changed. ”

“I had no doubt the Elves would lose to the humans. This is all God's will. ”

Wignarr's words make you smile feverish.

“It's funny that you brought me the Promised Land, but good. Let me ask you this straightforward.What is your relationship with the sword? ”

When asked, Wignarr shrugged his shoulders as if he had already expected it.

“There is nothing between us. ”

“Then why did you pass on his note to me? ”

“ ……. ”

“I interpret it as something important enough to keep quiet. Not to mention his situation. ”

The feverish one speaks from the innermost part of the temple towards Wignarr.

“Then it's a different question. You know about this. ”

He picks up the sword killer and shows it to Wignarr.

But it wasn't just fever that tried to question him about the sword.

You show him the symbol of the tower carved under the sword.

“You can't say you don't know. The same painting is also drawn in the Great Magic. ”

“So?”

Wignarr's eyes shake lightly.

Heatless did not miss it.

The shape of the world I heard from Diago in the Spirit System was the same as that of the sword murderer and the tower drawn on the Great Magic Lithograph.

‘Only God knows what the world looks like,' said Diago. But the tower engraved in these two armor means there is someone who knows it. ’

“There's only one thing I want to ask. I wonder if the sword knew about this tower. ”

The feeble man pointed his sword at the subject. He was the most extraordinary being in the world.

“Pharel. ”

“…… Hmm? ”

“The name of the tower, inscribed on two swords and slates, is Farell. ”

“How do you know that? ”

You look at the engraved tower of the sword murderer, inferior to what Wignarr said.

“I know, but I don't. I just heard it, too. Who you think you are. ”

His eyes narrow, looking at him.

“But that's it. I don't know any more than that. What he's thinking, what he's trying to do. ”

“Really?"

“But there's something he said to me. ”

“What's that? ”

“Farell will appear one day. ”

“What do you mean? ”

“Well, he told me to say that to those who came for the great magic. ”

Heatlessness was hard to grasp with his words.

‘The structure of the world is the tower,' said Diago. But it literally means itself. So... the tower called Parell means something else. ’

“And one more thing. Great magic cannot kill God. ”

Wignarr cautiously brings out the important facts. However, unlike him, the fever was cold.

As if to hide the question he had just heard, he said even more loudly.

“Not surprising. I didn't think it was possible at first. ”

“ ……?! ”

“You're not dumb enough to leave magic to kill yourself. ”

I thought fever was what Wignarr said.

“Good. That's it, considering your reaction. That's all I wanted to ask you. It's not like you can do anything anyway. ”

“You knew? Are you sure you're thinking of something else? ”

“I don't know.”

Wignarr was even more confused by his unknown words.

“If you want to walk the same path as me, I'll let you know. Are you curious?”

Gulp.

Wignarr's eyes falter.

I wondered.

But I didn't have the heart to ask.

“ ……. ”

He felt that he was too involved in more than he thought.

“What you need to do is simple. Opening the doors of the Soul Sack. Trust me. It's the only way to save the Elves. You may want to consider whether your title of guardian is for one Elf or for another. ”

“…… how can I believe that? ”

In his question, fever spoke in a low voice.

“Simple. You don't have to sacrifice. All you have to do is cut the queen's throat for you to lose. Polsetia is just bait to get her out. ”