Sword Whisperer

Lighthouse bites in gray. Darkness by day, and light by night.

No one realized what it meant. I just felt the same way. The world is changing.

She stares at a lamp like that, ignorant. She couldn't understand what was happening right now.

The march of the star was smooth. At least, it wasn't a walk that seemed to face this strange light. The Night Army didn't notice them, but they dug into the lighthouse before the monsters came after them.

Of course, it wasn't because the monsters were camping in the lighthouse. As if they knew that the Starfleet would be ready, they took a combat position with their teeth open.

But, to be honest, it didn't matter.

They had Vindelheim. Even though he was a nobleman of the high night, he could not use his strength in front of the realm of Vindelheim. Once they entered the realm of Vindelheim, they shrieked and vanished into ashes.

There was nothing that could hold their ankles, and it did. Equalization Room. After the lamp went out for a long time, the moss and spider web fell into the dark room, and Vindelheim grabbed his fist as if a nightmare had come to mind 20 years ago.

"…… I will light the lamp."

"Wait."

It was Eroc who dried Vindelheim then. Eroc flashes his eyes and looks around.

"Don't move too fast. There must be a trap."

"Do you see anything?"

"... I don't see anything."

Eroc said in a serious voice.

"But that's the problem. I can't even see what I need to see."

"..... I'm sure the spirit of Hagan has touched me."

To some extent, it was a story that anyone who knew Balagoth read everything in the world by text. However, the absence of anything in Balagoth's eyes means that something was taken that he could not see.

And there is only one person who can speak the spirit enough to cover Eroc's eyes at the moment. Vindelheim looks troubled.

"…… we must not delay time. Even if the monsters that follow us now do, the soldiers of the kingdom are still dying on the battlefield."

"I know. But the sooner we get back, the better. Just give me a little time. I will somehow read the spirit that Hagan planted."

"Please hurry."

Knowing that rushing would not help, Vindelheim was forced to say so. Lighthouses are always at the forefront of night warfare. They witness the most deaths and return to life with the heaviest burdens.

Vindelheim kept getting nervous. I never imagined that the day would come when I would stand in front of the North Equalization. No matter how powerful he was, it was impossible to get here without the support of the Kingdom.

It's a chance not to know when to come back. Lighthouses shall be illuminated. We must repay the wool that trampled on their home at night. Anya felt such nervousness in Vindelheim and looked at the equalization without saying a word.

'…… is small. That's right.

It was looking like a human lantern. If this lantern is filled with white salt, it will soon cross the north and give you a lamp that protects everyone's home from night.

It was ridiculous that the world depended on such a small thing, and it was convincing again. This little lamp seemed to be able to be turned off from anyone at any time. Therefore, the north would have been so wastefully submerged at night.

We'll build a world without lighthouses.

I remembered Van's words, and somehow I became obsessed. Without a lighthouse, the world would be an upright world. I didn't mean to be a lighthouse keeper, but I couldn't shake the question.

Eroc's search was long. But the conclusion he came to at the end of his exploration was that it was not spiritual.

"...... it doesn't read."

"Did you say nothing was read?"

"I have nothing to say. I've never seen it before.... It's so clean and perfect spirit. It's completely forbidden to explore itself."

"Then I have no choice. I had no choice but to light it."

"... Where the hell did you hear me? You don't know what the spirit will contain?"

"It doesn't matter if I burn in exchange for a lamp. This is when the lighthouse is needed."

Vindelheim looks at Eroc with a resolute expression. Only he who had never turned his back on the karma given to me in his whole life was convinced that he could see it.

"And I'm a lighthouse keeper."

The lighthouse keeper guards the lighthouse and lights the lamps. There was only one thing given to Vindelheim, and he had no intention of neglecting it.

"Even now, if you're thinking of returning to the camp, do so. It's not just about Eroc. If you're afraid of the future, you can go back. Lighting a lamp is enough for me alone."

"... I don't know if you want me to go back or stay with you. Wouldn't it be possible to go back if you said that?"

Eroc sighs. He bites his lips. He's been pressured by my duties for the rest of his life, and he's never faced life properly. In the presence of such a man as Vindelheim, the years were astonishingly long, and he was forced to swing in front of his firm voice.

"I may be different, but I can't leave. If there really is a curse of the Spirit, I'm the only one who can break it."

"..... How are you?"

Vindelheim looked back at Anya and others. They looked at each other and immediately shrugged. Anya opened her mouth.

"If there was no Lord, it would be like being caught by monsters on the way back. If you're going to die, look at the lamp and let me die."

"…… Thank you. No."

Vindelheim replied briefly. And I soon faced the equalizer. I don't know what spirit it will contain. Maybe as soon as we set fire, everyone here will burn. If you think of the power that the Spirit of Hagan has, it's not that unrealistic a delusion.

But even so, it had to be lit. Lighthouses exist to shine. A lighthouse exists to illuminate the lamp. I have lived without this Ichi for too long.

We have to drive out the night.

'I can't even remember when I was lazy.'

White salt covers over a lonely smile. Seeing Vindelheim's realm whitening around the world, everyone looks nervous. Whatever Hegan left of the Spirit, it will not be normal. If something like this happens, it's not up to Vindelheim.

The Equalization Room was encroached on Vindelheim's territory so white that it could be seen everywhere. And in that world, the flames of Vindelheim slowly began to rise in equilibrium.

The lighthouse is brightening.

"Ah…"

A slight rise of white salt remained on the ceiling of the equalization room. Soon the White Flame revealed all the equations connected to the lighthouse, and it was time to recall the day to the north.

'...... Is this it?'

The moment Eroc made a brutal look. Nothing happened except thought. I thought it would be a curse to melt them down in a moment or an accident like the lighthouse exploded..... but the lighthouse was silent as if it was all boiled down.

And so, Eroc became even more anxious.

There's no way Hagan did anything. If he had done so, he would not have used the number of words left here to keep his Spirit from being read.

What kind of spirit did Hagan leave behind if it wasn't his purpose to keep the lanterns on, or to hurt the expedition that came here? The question was about to bloom. As if to answer Eroc's question, something strange began to happen.

"Khh...!"

Vindelheim frowned. Gold was going into his realm. No, to be precise, there was a black crack.

Like a broken glass window, the black crack that began to burst and spread quickly reached the lamp. And at that moment, hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of words began to whirl around the lamp.

— Stop!

Eroc echoed in a reflective voice, but the spirit that bounced off kept him frozen with a single tongue motionless. It was like a waterfall with the shape of a lantern. A waterfall of black and white flames began to rise toward the sky, like a river rising upside down under Citadel's Pluto.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh!"

I didn't know what that meant, but I knew I shouldn't let it go. Vindelheim raises the White Flame by screaming. His realm rushes in all shapes to burn the darkness on the lamp. Not only that, Anya and other lighthouse keepers reflectively emit their whites without listening to any other orders.

But it didn't mean anything. In the first place, all they had was vindelheim's. Even the White Flame of Vindelheim can't use its power, but it's theirs.

The world is watering with grey. Where there were no rules, the rules changed. Samraman started to twist. The world is frowning. Anya opens her eyes, closes her eyes, and opens her eyes again.

And I saw nothing.

§

The lighthouses of the west and east lighthouses realized that something was going wrong before they received reports of this happening in the north. He was coming from a northern lighthouse, like a wave of gray lights.

"Break down the walls of the Equalization Room!"

"Stop that lamp from spreading!"

The lighthouse keepers on the wheel made a quick judgement. But it was too late. The lanterns were already heading west and east, all the way to the south.

§

"…… Brother McDead. Why is the sky like that?"

"Huh?"

McDead, escorting the Merchant Corps, raises his head while ripping off the jerky. And then I realized that the sky, which had just been sunny until now, was bitten with dull gray. Even though there were no clouds. McDead mutters foolishly.

"... I don't know?"

§

"…… take the children in."

"Honey... what the hell is going on...?"

"You can go in there!"

Dolby screams. Under the dully bitten sky, the children entered the house weeping in fear. After sending all the peasants home hesitating to stop working, Stony looked up at the sky for the last time before entering the house.

"... Please be safe. Van."

The only thing a bad friend could do was pray.

§

"......."

The surroundings are chaotic. The war was in fact a downpour. It wasn't just the expedition that panicked on this side of the sudden. Even the inhabitants of the night looked up at the sky wondering what was going on.

The sky was no longer the day nor the night. The gray sky, bitten by the gloomy light, seemed to embrace everything in the world and would not care about anything in the world.

Everywhere I looked, everything contained chaos. I was lost at night, day, and standing. Van grabs the knife. He still didn't know what to cut.

But I knew where to go.

Van looked at the lighthouse.

He realizes that the end of the struggle was waiting there, even though he didn't tell anyone.

It was Eastern time.