Amcheon Township
I was quick to think of something while listening to their proposal.
'Yes. Shouldn't we go to the West at least once anyway?'
Perhaps the Dragon Sealer is a very skilled wizard who can give me great help in the West. Moreover, if you stop sealing, you no longer have to hesitate to promise to give them a good treasure. As long as it's confirmed that I can break the Dragon Seal at will, it would be better to establish a partnership with the Wizard of the West.
Shhhhh -
I slowly stopped breaking the seal, and at the same time, the ice that was breaking the dragon's body began to re-emerge. This seal has a self-healing nature, which is why I am half broken and revived.
Bellov shouts as he watches.
"Oops!"
His eyes will see that I was powerless and could not even break the seal. When I stopped the unsealing, I heard the words of the 'Wizard of the West' in my mind.
[Thank you. The seal must not be broken. In the future...]
I thought strongly in my head.
I don't know about that. Can you give me the treasure?]
[Do you want the treasure?]
[Yes.]
[Come to Cornwall, Britannia! I, the king's sorcerer, will welcome you and give you your treasure.]
Suzus
One moment, the vision of the wizard flashed before my eyes, pointing in one direction with the staff, and the next moment disappeared. The vision was not only visible to me, but also to the bellows and other knights.
At the same time, the fierce voice of the dragon resounded in my head.
[Hehehe... You're quick... But I wonder if you'll be able to take advantage of Merlin... From the east.]
Merlin? Is that the Wizard?]
[Kuhahaha... I'll be free of the Seal as soon as the time comes for the constellation to find its place. By then, I'll have gone to the Order and chewed through your soul.]
The dragon threatened me with a ferocious tone, but I laughed to become one.
[Yeah? I won't find my soul no matter what I look for in the Commandments.]
[Wh...]
Stupid
The sound of the ice freezing is clear. As the seal grows stronger, the dragon's voice fades.
"Phew."
I sighed as I felt the case was roughly closed, and soon I told Bellov about the situation before and after. Bellov groans as he carefully listens to my story while biting the knights.
"Oh! Merlin, the legendary ancient sage, sealed the dragon, if you say so... Oh, my God!"
"Do you know who Merlin is?"
"He's more of a legendary hero than a real person. I can't believe he actually existed."
"How does that compare to you? You're a general bishop of the Oriental Church, so you can use a lot of technique."
When I asked, Bellov smiled bitterly, with a vague look on his face.
"I can't compare... nonsense to me. He is a legendary hero and sage, an ancient druid master, and also an idol of all wizards of the West."
Is that all you got?
Certainly a great sorcerer like that was more likely to give me the powerful relic I wanted. Bellov continued when I thought I had made the right choice in my heart.
"Anyway, like you said, the Romanian dragon must have been one hell of a demon. Praise be to your wise choice."
"I'm sorry. The secret weapon against Ivan IV is gone..."
"No, it's pointless to bring down Ivan IV if he resurrects and roams the west."
Bellov sighs.
"Hung Wung, can I ask you a favor?"
I was stern.
"If you're asking me to fight against Ivan IV, I refuse."
"......"
Bellov hesitates if he's stabbed. I looked at him with cold eyes and said,
"All I want is a great relic, and there's no reason for you to give me one unless you unseal it. Then there's no reason for me to be involved in your work anymore."
"Well... yes, but..."
"I'm going to Cornwall to see Merlin. I wish you all the best for your work."
When I turned my head, Bellov hesitated and said something.
"Hundred Hundred! Why don't you deliver a letter on your way?"
"Letter?"
Bellov nods.
"I would be grateful if I could stop by Paris and deliver a letter to one of them. If you go to that land anyway..."
"Paris is a country across from the British Empire."
When I went to the West, I used alcohol to command the spirits of Westerners, so I know the general geographical knowledge.
"Yes. I would appreciate it if you could go there and give this testimony to Lady Catrine de Medici. He's here to support us, so I need help with this situation."
Swook
Bellov confronted me.
"......"
I don't know what the Western word for "Katrine de Medici" is, but I think he's trying to get me to deliver a letter. When I glanced back at him and asked him why he was giving me this, Bellov smiled quietly.
"Of course, I won't ask you to do it barefoot. It may not be a sacred relic, but I will give the Oriental Church a spleen."
"A spear is a weapon?"
"Yes."
"Hmmm…"
A spear.
The weapon I specialize in is a sword, so I don't really need a spear. Moreover, where can we use spears that are not even close to the Holy Relic? But I was hesitant to raise a petition from one of my colleagues and to know that if I had a good weapon for an unmanned person, I would become stronger.
'I'll give you a letter.'
I nodded and accepted Velov's words.
Soon, Bellov went somewhere and took out a large silver spear. The spear is clearly surrounded by a spiritual energy, and if it's safe, it has a surprisingly good awakening. Even I, who am not a spearer, would be impressed. Bellov grins as I open my mouth.
"This should be enough for delivery."
"Hmm… What's the name of this window?"
"We don't know."
"Huh?"
"I don't know where it came from, but it was a spiritual spear, so I kept it."
"......"
I feel like they live roughly, too...
I hold the nameless scepter in my hand, and I say goodbye to Velov.
"Farewell."
Pa!
I first moved to a land near the British Empire. The coordinates are already recorded because I once crossed the Arabian Empire by road and once crossed the western continent to the British Empire. Entering the United Kingdom is easy to do with lighting, but I was worried that getting detected by the Mados would bother me, so I also sent a letter and arrived in a country opposite the United Kingdom.
I triggered a technique for the sacred nerve and began to leap into a city called Paris, enforcing nearby spirits. When I arrived near Paris, I stood on a hill overlooking the outer sanctuary and asked the mighty spirit.
"Hey, do you know who Kathryn de Medici is?"
A spiritually strong soul answered my question with an unpleasant expression.
[I, Maestro and Pietro Monte, am unmanned! It's been a while since I died, so I don't know. Didn't he call you here to fight me?]
"No. I'm calling because I know where the fly is..."
[......]
"I'm curious about Western swordsmanship, but now is not the time to watch yours."
Then Pietro shouted.
[Oooh! I hope you're saving me! Don't say anything else!]
I was curious about his cry.
"Save me? I've always wondered what that means. And if I summon my soul with the technique of the sacred nerve, what's the point of responding without words?"
[… umm. You're a drunkard, don't you know that?]
"I don't know. Let me ask."
In my question, Pietro hesitated for a moment and said,
[Those with exceptional abilities in their lifetime have a period of time for their souls to stay on the ground, rather than go straight to the commandment. and make a choice during that grace period.]
"Choice?"
What's that sound?
When I was puzzled and looked at Pietro's vision, he said:
[I don't know, but during that grace period, an angel... appeared to us and asked. Will you go to the system and be judged, or will you do your duty until the end of time and escape your doom?]
"What are you talking about? So you chose to go to the system or do your job?"
Pietro nods at my cause.
[The angel explained that the latter is unlikely, but that if someone like you summons us and insists on us, we can avoid the fate of doom. I don't know when the time of destruction will come, but I chose the latter.]
"......"
[But... after making my choice, I regretted it.]
"Why did you regret it?"
Pietro grumbles.
[There were many souls of great people who made the latter choice besides me. However, most of them waited for people like you without having to sit for decades and hundreds of years. You summoned me when I was worried that I'd become a ghost and vanish.]
"......!!"
[Well, thank you. I'm sorry for the others, but I avoided destruction.]
Something's not right.
I thought about it.
'Well... I can see why the great men who have been called the Celestial Nerves follow my orders without a word.'
For me, I was just using one of the 10 opportunities created by the Celestial Nerve technique, but for them, it was a critical summon to determine the whereabouts of the afterlife. No matter how much pride I had in my life, I had no choice but to follow my words.
But something still doesn't quite make sense. I asked Pietro again.
"Of course, if he commits many sins, he may be afraid to go to the Order and be judged... but what is' Destruction Destiny 'that makes him the only choice left on earth like you?"
[......]
Pietro is silent and trembles for a moment.
[Ugh... I'm afraid to reconsider. The angel who made me that offer showed me the fate that was coming to an end for a moment.]
"You showed me?"
He said in a grim voice.
[The stars boil in chaos. As the unspeakable ancient horrors descended from the fluttering starlight, they turned the sea and the earth upside down. Once a lively hill, it became a chaotic farm, and humans cried out in a state that was less than livestock. Whoever saw it couldn't help but make the same choice.]
"What!"
I was surprised by that.
"Really?"
According to that, the "angel" who appeared after the death of Pietro showed the souls the scenery of the "day of the coming of the [old ruler]! The moment the constellation finds its rightful place! Then, what is" angel "? I asked in a hurry.
"Who was that angel? Why would you make such an offer?"
[I didn't know that because I was an unmanned and maestro with only a knife in my life. But I knew instinctively that it was something more than human. There were many souls much more powerful than me, but I could trust them when I saw them accepting the offer of their existence without words.]
"Hmm."
Pietro's skills were medium-scale at the beginning of the very elite with my best guess. In the West, the best swordsman in a country was called a sovereign master, or Maestro, and he was that much swordsman in his life. In his lifetime, he was the greatest swordsman south of the continent, and he was so proud.
[Come to think of it, the creature did not emit any evil spirit at all. I think that's why I believed it.]
As soon as I heard what Pietro said, I was able to stop.
'Apparently, the technique of the sacral nerve has some ugliness. Even the afterlife.
The technique of the sacral nerve was not invented by the Westerners, but by photons, one of the greatest creatures of the Great Ravine. The photon that gave advice and help to the emperor was the same coalition as the Queen Dowager, and it was actually the highest point in the world. However, he was hiding in the heavenly world, barely showing himself.
It was the technique of the Celestial Nerve created by such ancient vessels that influenced the great men of the West. A suspicious creature called can tell them the whereabouts of the afterlife and the fate of the Apocalypse?
What kind of creature is a photon? Is that even possible?
I shake my head and mutter.
"... if you think about it now, you don't know."
I quickly went to the resistance of Paris to decommission Pietro and instead summoned a spirit who was familiar with the technique of the sacred nerve. The soul that was summoned to me after a moment said.
[Katrine de Medici? She's my daughter-in-law.]
"What about you?"
Do you think a journalist like yourself even needs to know my name? I'll take him to his place of stay.]
Perhaps the so-called existence was once the king of this country. I followed his instructions to the anterior chamber, and I found a place to rest and appeared before her.
"Gaaaah!!"
Then the maids who were in charge of the condition screamed. However, the landscape was not so surprised and bold, and I stuttered with the power of my soul in the language of this country.
"Bello, Ph, come, please, cow."
When the Empress raised her hands, the maids retreated without a word, and she also reached out to me without a word. I gave her the letter, and she said,
"That's odd. Is it wrong for the Oriental Church to subdue the Emperor by the power of the Dragon?"
Perhaps the Eastern Church and the Queen Conservatory had a secret pact, and she supported the Orthodox Church behind it. I don't know, maybe he wants to influence the Arabian Empire from the perspective of the future? But I didn't need to know more about such political relationships in the West, so I nodded roughly.
"I, received, work, delivery, only, goodbye, cow."
"......"
Pa 'at
As soon as I finished, I used my flashlight to get out of there. Then I went to the church where I had met Thomas Moore and contacted him.
Thomas Moore told me all about the situation before and after and after and in fluent Imperial words.
"Cornwall is near Kamran. Besides, if you're going to see Merlin, you better come to the lake."
"The lake?"
When I confronted him, he said.
"Merlin is the elder of the throne, next to the Guardian of the West. He is also facing the old ruler and leading the wizards."
Are you saying we're allies, by the way?
"Tell me the location."
"I'll give you a map."
I took the map and started running fast across mountains and rivers. And when I saw soldiers or popularity in the British Empire, I hid from them all. I don't know if they've detected me or not, but it's best to avoid me for now.
How long do you think it went like that? I was soon able to arrive in Cornwall, according to the map Thomas Moore gave me. Merlin sent his voice to me from a distance as I arrived near a place called Kamran inside Cornwall.
[You're a great man... I didn't think you'd make it this far in such a short time.]
[Where are you?]
[Come to the lake.]
I followed Merlin to the lake. And as we arrived at the shore of the lake, Merlin's vision revealed.
[Nice to meet you. From the east, Hung Wung.]