The Old Knight of a Frontier District

Episode 8: Prisoned Island

Baldo Lowen.

The lead clouds are twisting and covering the sky.

Baldo Lowen.

Low.

Sky is low.

Clouds as thick as soup are likely to come down to earth now, unable to withstand the weight of every one.

Baldo Lowen.

I hear voices.

Low and unconscious voice.

Baldo Lowen.

Like before, I'm not the kind of voice that sneaks in through the gap in my ear when I'm dreaming.

Even if you're waking up and riding your horse like this, it's a voice that sounds clearly behind your ear.

Baldo Lowen.

It is also like a voice being delivered from somewhere in the world and sounding at the same time from all directions.

Baldo Lowen.

Neither Cars nor Seto, who are advancing the horse together, said they could not hear this voice.

Only in Baldo's ear can this voice be heard.

So much so that my voice, which sounds so loud, keeps ringing, that I also feel so reluctant to talk to Cars and Seto.

Baldo Lowen.

The speed at which the line progresses is slow.

The air gets tangled up.

Snuggly.

And the wind blows.

Right to left, left to right.

Front to back, back to front.

To squash, to blow up.

The weight of the blowing wind hangs a shackle (shackle) on the horse's leg.

Baldo Lowen.

Bardo thinks as he wipes away the twisted sweat.

Baldo Lowen.

Is this the only place where the sky and wind are exposing themselves to different shapes?

Baldo Lowen.

Or is this the case all over the world?

Baldo Lowen.

He woke up.

I see.

Was the call of the one so far like a blurry twinkle of awakening?

Baldo Lowen.

He's calling himself.

I'm calling on myself.

What do I want to do?

I'm no longer afraid of him.

I'm not trying to escape.

I want to have a dialogue with him.

I want to know what he's thinking.

I want to know what he knows.

Baldo Lowen.

If that's the case.

Baldo Lowen.

Bardo stopped and got off the horse.

Remove Jana's bracelet from her luggage.

And he gave it to Seth, and commanded him to take a thousand steps away.

When Seto did so, the loudest voice ever sounded.

Right there.

And the voice stopped.

I decided to camp at the place.

It's still early, but I'm tired.

Besides, if you were to welcome the use of Patarapoza, you'd better stay away from people.

The horizon is wide as far as we can see here, with little grass or trees growing.

Arrange in a soil indentation that is likely to wind, and gather some dead trees.

Strike the firecracker gold on the firestone and bring the fire to the fire exit.

Transfer the spark to cotton and burn thinly torn dead trees.

Transfer the fire to the dead tree and put one green flaming stone on it.

Sprinkle water in pan and warm with fire, tear dried meat from tears and add.

Once the dried meat is soaked and the salt gas is transferred to the water, then we can do it.

Split the soup into a vertigo.

Warm.

When the warmth of the soup swells my belly, I feel my tucked body relaxed.

Relaxation and drowsiness strike.

When Bardo said no to the two of them, he crept into his cape and slept.

The two of you won't have enough for this meal, so what only eats again.

What Baldo needs now is sleep.

A deep and quiet sleep would be nice if possible, but it wouldn't, I thought.

But thankfully, I slept well until dawn without dreaming.

Jana's bracelet was entrusted to Cars.

Baldo doesn't need this bracelet anymore.

As always, the sky is lead.

But.

What is that?

In the corner of the eastern sky, a gap is created in the clouds.

That's where the light came from.

In that light.

There's someone flying over here.

Bardo watched over it.

That gets bigger.

A dragon man.

It's a dragon man on a flying dragon.

A dragon man on a flying dragon approaches.

The flying dragon, which had glided without sound, woke his body up in front of the Balds and struck the air with his wings.

And the judgment and the wings blinked before landing fluttered.

With the warm wind, the sand bursts heavily, blowing after a whispering fire.

The sand sprayed on three humans and three horses.

Seto is unusually awake and panicking.

Cars stands at some point and is not let down by the breeze that blows him.

Bardo squeezed his eyelids tightly to withstand the dust.

When Fei Long put his wings away and lay his head down on the ground, one dragon man descended.

It is a chitil arch.

Chitil arch approached me in a cozy, unwieldy motion.

"Baldo Roen"

It's a difficult dragonman's voice to hear even if it's not, but I don't know what they said for a moment because I talk as if to follow every sound.

"Come with this dragon man"

This dragon man is a strange way of saying it.

I guess you're referring to yourself.

No.

I see.

Now this dragonman's chief's daughter is being manipulated by Patarapoza.

That explains how strange it works and how it talks.

When Bardo spoke to Chitil Arch, OK, wait a minute, he felt strictly fit.

Put the ancient sword on your hips and wrap your cape around your body.

I thought my cloak wasn't enough, so I also borrowed Ceto's cloak.

And when I wrapped my body around it, I covered it and followed it with a string.

I wore a headscarf firmly on my head and covered my nose with a cloth.

I let Cars help me get better, but, uh, I wondered what I should do when I came back.

That's when it happened.

I may not have to worry about coming back to it.

I let Cars help me get on Fei Long's neck.

A chitil arch rode behind it and tried to leave as it was.

When I stopped in a hurry, I ordered Cars to tightly tie Chitil Arch and Baldo with a rope.

Fei Long began his escape.

Cars.

Seto.

Go home to Fusarion and wait!

Would the word have reached both of us?

There was no break on the way this time.

Good for you.

Conversely, if I put aside time, I might not have had the strength or energy of Bardo.

Fei Long flew at an unrelenting rate.

The view of the lower realm flew away behind at a stifling speed.

It wasn't long before I jumped over the Great Barrier.

Think about it, I left Wang Capital last time, so I see the distance is closer this time.

Then he entered Yug, and while blown by the fierce wind, Bardo fell asleep relaxed.

There is something under my eyes if I find out.

Something not water.

A flying dragon is swirling over it.

What is this thin red disgusting area?

I see.

An island of captivity.

This is the island where Patarapoza lives.

He says he can't get out of here.

Naturally, it has to be here to bring Baldo.

Still, it's a strange island.

No grass, no trees, just a muddy thin red rock.

There are bumpy ups and downs, but they roll around like a coinensilly sap dissolved with strong heat.

It's a much bigger island than I thought.

But where the hell are we going to get off this crummy island?

Wouldn't my legs slip and I can't stand?

Or will your body sink from that sticky surface after a long time?

If I had thought of that, Fei Long left the island of captivity on the fence.

It's headed towards Isteriah.

And when he reached the sandy beach overlooking the island of captivity, Chitil Arch unloaded Bardo from the flying dragon.

Titil arches teared them apart lightly, such as the rope that was connecting them.

The chitil arch pulled away the string that was also tying the cape to his body.

Baldo, who was completely tired after a long flight and was frozen again, did not move his body well and fell to the beach.

There are signs of wind.

When I managed to lean back on my body, I didn't already see Chitil Arch and Fei Long.

I wonder what this means.

Does that mean I should spend the night here once in a while?

At that time, words echoed on Bardo's head.

I'm glad to finally meet you, Bardo Lowen.

It is a huge voice.

It is a voice that makes you feel overwhelming.

Just hearing this voice makes me sad that the other person is a man who can neither fight nor give up.

Bardo tried to reply, but his mouth was frozen and he didn't move well.

That's why I snapped in my heart.

--Not dressed like this, but excuse me.

I got a reply to that crush in my heart.

I don't give a shit about any outfit.

But what kind of outfit is it?

--Sleeping on the beach.

Oh.

I don't suppose the dragonman's daughter did anything disrespectful.

It's not like that, but this journey didn't last my old body.

I did what I had to say.

Do you need anything?

Let the Dragon Man take it.

- No, I don't think you have any medicine in your old age. You should be able to move in a while.

No, no, no.

I have medicine in my old age.

I have a proposition for that now.

By the way, do you have a spirit sword now?

—— I have.

I see.

Just for a little while, why don't you free up that power?

If you can't, you can come later.

—— Stabolos!

The ancient sword did respond to Bardo's call at heart.

Warm heat comes from around your left hip.

Perhaps now the ancient sword is emitting blue and green phosphorescence.

Oh!

Excellent!

What a strong and clear force.

This is what I've been waiting for.

Well, Baldo Lowen.

I have a proposition for you.

But before that...

I have a few things to check.

We need it as a prerequisite for understanding and trusting each other.

--Ask. I'd like to ask you something, too.

Fine.

First, let's check your background.

You were born on the border, and you became a knight of the pacra.

When I was old, I left home for a wandering journey.

And I got the Spirit Sword at a village grocery store without a name on the border.

- See you later.

"Hmm. Fantastic."

I wonder if it's fate.

And you're in tune with the Spirit Sword, and you're able to draw the power of the Spirit Sword only slightly.

—— I guess that's what this is about.

It was only slightly felt by me.

But it feels too slight.

I thought it was your fault.

You've drawn the power of the Spirit Sword many times.

- See you later. Slashed the Warcraft. Set aside the day a few times.

That's right. So, maybe it's my fault.

I thought maybe the use of the Spirit Sword was showing up.

In any case, the invasion of the Warcraft that the Manunos had prepared was being investigated.

I thought this might be the time to get a normal user and a spirit sword.

I wonder if it took me six or seventy years to prepare.

Oh, no!

How do you know that? Oh, you asked Manuno.

Well, at the time, in the kingdom of Parzam, your godson became king.

At the king's request, you headed to Lord Van Castle to take command of the Warcraft Defense.

Did you know about me from that time on?

I knew it.

But I didn't have the idea of linking my knowledge of you to the loose ends of the Spirit Sword.

Now, you unleashed the power of the Spiritual Sword and took off the crisis against the impending Warcraft.

Are you sure about that?

—— Definitely.

Hmm.

That's what happened.

I was asleep, so I couldn't be sure.

There were other things we had to do in a hurry.

But good.

The Great Invasion of the Warcraft was meant to continue every hundred or two years.

I didn't know you'd find it in the first one.

"I'm lucky. We finally got lucky."

—— Did you intend to repeat that over and over again?

Of course you are.

They found a relay device.

And then there's the last Spirit Sword and its users.

I was going to do it as many times as I could until I found him.

—— No matter how many people die.

Yeah?

Oh, you're human.

It makes sense to me as a being that might produce the use of the Spirit Sword.

So if the numbers were too low, we would have postponed the next invasion.

—— What the hell!

Oh, I'm sorry.

That was a disgusting value for you.

But no problem.

If you're the supreme power on this planet, you just have to do what you think.

By the way, I'd like to ask you something else.

After I woke up... did you know I was asleep?

—— I have heard that you will wake up for about twenty years and sleep for ten or fifteen years. It also means he slept right after the Great Warcraft Invasion.

Who the hell asked you that?

Well, we'll see about that.

When I woke up, I was surprised that the dragon man Echidorkier, who had left him at a relay base inside the fuzza, was dead.

Check with the Automated Dolls, what a triumphant caveman, one of them named Bardo Lowen.

How did you know about the Trial Cave?

—— I asked Dragonman's chief, Poporbal Popo.

(... I see. I don't know.

"You've come to the Dragon Man's Island. While I was asleep.

—— That's right.

How the hell did you get here?

He said he didn't have wings.

—— Some of the dragon men, the rebels according to the chief, pushed over to the royal palace of Parzam and ordered him to offer the Spiritual Sword and its users. And it was attacked by more than a hundred, but on the contrary it was dropped from the sky and defeated. I pressed the chief's daughter, who tried to take over that defeated dragon man, to explain the matter. As a result, the Chitil Arch brought several humans to the head of the Dragon Man. Ask the chief for more information.

Of course I will.

No, you might not have to do that anymore.

If this discussion comes together well,

I don't mind blowing the dragon man's island to pieces.

You humans will feel safer.

But I see. Chitil, did Arch know your face?

"So I didn't hesitate to come near you when I asked you to pick me up. I see.

--Didn 't you see me through the eyes of your servant Chitil Arch? Or do you know my face?

I'm afraid so.

You noticed I was in control of the Dragon Man's daughter.

I see. You're not just that.

Yeah, so I'm gonna be honest with you.

I don't have eyes. That's why I don't see things.

You can't control other creatures again, you can't draw attention to them.

I can read the words on the front of my mind, but I can't even read the memories behind my heart.

Speaking of which, no ears, no nose.

I don't have a mouth, so this is the only way I can talk to you.

So you don't have a body?

"I have a body. Big body.

You should be able to see it from that position.

- Can you see it? But no one on the island of captivity. No way! Is this the island of captivity itself?

You're thinking flexibly.

The dragon men I've been dating for hundreds of years haven't noticed.

But you're right.

Originally, it was sealed inside this island.

It grew up, and now it's the island itself.

They're absorbing more and more fish swimming, so they're still getting a little bigger.

But I would have liked it if you hadn't tried the Trial Cave.

Well, anyway, congratulations on the breakthrough.

Well, that's it.

Why did you kill Dragonman Echidorkier?

What did Echidorkier try to do to you?

--Echidorkier told me to activate the Devil's Sword and call it with a relay device to invoke the legacy of the First Man. And he told me to kill you. After I killed him, my inheritance was mine till I died, but after I died, it belonged to the dragonmen.

I see.

I knew it would happen, so I locked it in there.

I didn't know you were going there. And step through the cave of trials. "

Then why did you kick Echidorkier's suggestion?

—— There were a number of lies in his words, and he couldn't be trusted. For example, he said that he knew neither the shape nor the size of the estate, but that on the other hand it was a pile of metal larger than the castle. I can't believe the words of those who lie like that. Anyone can order the legacy they invoke, but he said the order of the owner of the Spirit Sword will prevail. But I couldn't believe it, and there was no guarantee that he would kill me after he called me and not rule my heart.

I see. I see.

Brilliant, Baldo Lowen.

Your thoughts are very clear.

Compared to that, Echidorkier was stupid.

The most important thing in building trust is not to lie.

But thanks to that, I didn't die.

Let me tell you something.

The right to order the invoked object does not take precedence because it is the owner of the Spirit Sword.

The order of precedence is determined according to the order engraved in the object.

The Spirit Sword doesn't function there.

Right now, they're not accepting any orders.

I don't know where it is. It's probably hidden in the depths of Yug or in the sky.

The Spirit Sword has the power to remove the seal of its blockade.

All you have to do to remove the seal is give some kind of order with the Spirit Sword.

For example, come here and give me orders.

I mean, if someone calls it in with the Spirit Sword, I can order it with the highest priority.

Okay, one more question.

You have Jana's bracelet.

—— Uhm.

Where did you get this?

The Queen of Manouno gave me this as a token of gratitude for freeing herself from the curse of Echidorkier.

Manuno still had it.

If I'd known, I'd have covered it.

You're not wearing a bracelet right now.

Where did you do it?

Because I seem to be in the way of talking to you. I entrusted that to my son.

Ho.

Nevertheless, that bracelet also had the ability to prevent the detection of the Spirit Sword.

Did Manuno even know about it?

I've only heard that if you had that bracelet, you'd be out of control of your mind.

Coincidence? But it's a really nasty one to have that feature on it.

- It's not about who.

Yeah?

Oh, the one who made the bracelet.

They call him King Jean, and the dragon men call him the first villain.

It's something I hated a lot.

Why don't you hate me?

The one who locked me in here and took my freedom.

The man who took everything from me.

But that's not good anymore. It's really good.

I don't care about Jean anymore.

There are others I want revenge on.

I've lived and lived for revenge.

Who are the ones who want revenge?

Hmm.

Before you answer that question.

I have a proposition.

- What is it?

I want to connect your heart with mine.

--Aren 't you depressed, too?

This is just talking and listening from the outside.

I can only read words that come to mind on the surface of my thoughts.

I can tell if that's a lie or not.

To have a sincere discussion.

It's a very effective means.

—— Shouldn't you just do it on your own without saying no?

Then I'll lose your trust.

If I turn you up, I don't know how many more decades or hundreds of years I have to wait.

Sometimes you'll never get another chance.

I never want to lose your trust.

If you take it, we won't be able to talk about it. I have nothing to lose anyway. Do it.

There's nothing to lose.

I see.

You came here ready to die.

I see.

You're a brilliant man.

Okay, connect.

At that moment, a severe pain ran in Bardo's head, shaking him as his vision wandered.