The Old Knight of a Frontier District

Lesson 10: The Spirit

If you notice, it is completely night.

Bardo woke himself up.

My body aches and numbness have already been removed.

The frozen fingers and chills are also regaining their senses.

You will kill here and now.

But I don't know anyone better than you.

Hello to my men.

With as many people as you.

Everything could have been different.

Before I kill you.

If there's one last thing you want.

Let me ask you something.

For a moment, Bardo wondered if he could tell someone what had happened here.

But there's no way the captain would allow that.

—— I'm starving.

What is it?

—— I haven't eaten anything all day. I'm hungry.

Oh, my God.

The one named you.

Okay. Okay.

I'll be waiting.

After waiting for a while, a fish popped up at the waves and burst into a chill.

And when I suddenly sifted myself hard, I stopped moving as I was.

The fish.

I was wondering if you could put me on a rock.

Bardo, as he was told, put the fish on a nearby rock.

Then something strange happened.

It was as if the fish had been cooked all over the place, even if it had been heated by fireworks.

I don't know how to cook.

Speak up in a good place.

—— a little more.... ok. That's it.

Bardo ate the fish.

The skin part came with a candle, so it peeled off and I ate myself.

I put out a sachet with salt out of the sachet on my hips, and hung it up and ate it.

It was good.

Grilled fish.

Is it good?

--Mm-hmm. Good.

Good for you.

Can you tell me, by the way?

- Teach, then? See you later.

When I met the owner of the Spirit Sword,

What kind of deal do we have?

I've been thinking about it.

—— I guess I had a long time.

Yes, it is.

And I...

Honesty is the greatest weapon.

Just honesty to the use of the Spirit Sword.

I've decided to negotiate.

I am to my own integrity.

I've never had a single question before.

—— I guess so.

But you...

Very little time.

I didn't realize how I felt.

I was able to get an accurate insight.

I'm not surprised.

What the hell is this all about?

—— The greed is too strong.

Lust?

That greed blinded me.

I see.

Greed.

If you say so.

I think so.

But then...

What about you?

Don't you have any greed?

--Yes. I have greed, too. There is great greed. But that greed seems a lot different from your greed.

Tell me.

What kind of greed are you?

My greed is the desire to live as a knight of the people and die as a knight of the people.

What is it?

…………

Hmm.

I see.

Is that your greed?

--Mm-hmm. Well, I'm hungry. Thanks for the good fish at the end.

Ha-ha-ha.

You must be a foodie.

Nevertheless...

Meals, huh?

- What's up, Captain? Do you recall the taste of food?

No, no, no.

I think I remember something called flavor.

I don't think I knew anything like that from the beginning.

What I was thinking was something else.

—— Hmm.

Let me tell you something, Bardo Lowen.

The starship traveled more than a thousand years ago and found this place.

It was a long, long journey.

But so am I.

And the people who sent them out.

I didn't think it would be a long journey.

I wonder if there's been an accident.

I don't think so.

The starship.

More than a certain distance from home planet.

Started searching for the right star to bring us down.

The starship, then?

That's right.

Just like the machine dolls.

Starships have the ability to think and move themselves.

On the basis of a pre-given order.

—— I see.

When I woke up.

Too many years have passed.

I'm surprised.

I checked the records.

By the time I get here.

The stars that were developing some kind of life.

How could there have been more than 8,000?

About fifty of them were building civilizations.

He wasn't eligible for immigration.

And more than 8,000.

There was a star full of life.

But the Starship didn't want us down on its 8,000 stars.

Do you know why?

- No, I don't know.

Because you can't eat.

—— What?

Because I couldn't eat it.

The grass, the trees, the birds, the animals.

It was inappropriate for humans to eat and feed themselves.

And we found this star.

The starship has designated this as our arrival point.

He said he could eat what's here.

'Cause I found out from the test.

—— I see. I have to thank the starship.

Yes, it is.

But that's not what I'm trying to say.

It's a miracle.

"Being eaten is a miracle in itself."

It's a miracle in the 800th.

You live in a world full of food.

How miraculous is that?

Find out before you die.

I think I'm grateful to the world. I think I appreciate the food. Captain. But the story is interesting. You taught me good things. Thank you.

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That's a lot of guys.

That's right.

Let me tell you something.

Do you know that only Jean Cruise woke up first?

--Mm-hmm. I hear you were trying to wake up some other sailor, but you couldn't.

Your sources are strangely hard to come by.

But you're right.

The journey took too long.

For safety measures.

Depending on the duration of the journey

Test program for awakening and

There's a rest period in place.

But it's been a long journey.

The rest period was also unusually long.

But...

Just one volunteer crew member.

Jean Cruise, who was a scholar,

It's called checking for anomalies.

The rest period has been omitted.

Jean and we are awake.

It's a long way off.

—— Destiny, maybe it was.

Yeah, I think so.

From now on,

Maybe that was destiny.

The wind blowing from the sea blew Baldo's hair and beard off a little harshly.

The waves tend to change indefinitely, reflecting the stars in the sky.

If you look at the sky, rarely does your sister's moon (Surah) appear, and your sister's moon (Surrier) sits in the middle of the sky and crucifies the sea plains.

The stars filling the sky are red and yellow, or dancing through the void with the light of gold and silver.

How beautiful the world is.

Bardo drew an ancient sword and pulled it out of his sheath.

At the last moment, I wanted to be with Stabolos.

Sounds like you have a spirit sword.

Why don't you use that to shoot me?

You'll be able to strike straight from there.

You might be thrilled to see it come up at the end of your life.

Nor did the blow of unleashing the greatest power of the ancient sword lead to the General of Appetite.

There's no way we're going through this monster.

Baldo didn't feel like fighting or anything.

Yeah, I think so.

There's no way we can get through this.

But it's a shame.

Before death, so flat.

I didn't know you could relax with the view.

Listening to the captain's words, Bardo looked up to the sky at night in honor of the world.

Sarrier's beauty caught my eye.

People like you are rarely there.

Sarrier.

My sister's moon. who came later. One who has everything. A lady riding a silver carriage. Scarler's mistress. Beauty in the sky. Fluffy woman.

This beautiful moon god has another alias.

All right, that's enough.

I guess we're done breaking up with the world.

I thought so.

I wonder why Sarrier is called "The One Who Comes Later (...)".

Almost at the same time the question came to mind, there was an answer in my mind.

It was there at first (...), because there was no (...).

At the same time Bardo got the answer, it passed on to the captain as well.

That was the answer to the question the captain had long sought.

And that's now in Baldo's hands.

Bardo pointed the ancient sword in his right hand straight at the "island of captivity".

The captain, who sensed Bardo's intentions, tried to kill Bardo.

I'm not sure by what means I tried to kill him.

But the captain had the power to kill Bardo directly, and he tried to sift it.

That was clearly felt in Baldo, who was connecting his mind to his heart.

In an instant, the captain can kill Bardo.

However, the surprise of finally getting the answer that I kept asking for made the captain stiff, and it took only a few moments to recover from that stiffness.

Bardo thrust the Devil's Sword Stabolos onto the island of captivity, releasing an order to Sirlier in the sky.

A starship! Shoot the spear of light!

A giant pillar of light descended from Sirlier onto the island of captivity.

It is the power of absolute destruction, called the Corama's Anger Arrow, by the people of Nose.

The pillars of light eat up the island of captivity and its surroundings to make holes in the sea plains.

For a moment.

All sounds disappear.

The next moment, the light and sound exploded.

The blast immediately reached Isteria as well, and Baldo was blown up from the sandy beach.

No.

I'm not sure that was really a blast.

Anyway, Bardo was blown away.

I was blown away, high and high, dancing in the night sky.

The shock caused Bardo to lose consciousness.

In the meantime of losing consciousness of it, Bardo dreamed.

Long distant old dreams.

I will protect Master Idra and Master Jules Run from anything.

I will continue to love you as a family.

Dear Idra,

Please be my wife.

That was a clumsy but utmost thought-provoking proposal.

When Idra was returned from the Coendella family, Bardo decided to welcome Idra to his wife's heart.

But I thought Idra's heart would be broken, and I waited for the day.

When he could decide that the grin on Idra's face was not a crop, Bardo knelt down in front of Idra and applied for marriage.

I never thought I'd get turned down.

But for a long time, Idra didn't respond.

The words that eventually came out were:

"What will happen to this child"

That was the thing.

This child is Jules Run, who sleeps easily by the way.

What happens, is what happens to the treatment of identity.

"My child, let's say"

And Bardo said.

It was a Baldo-like bold thing.

Idra was married to Cardos Coendera, but Cardos did not hold a wedding with Idra.

It may be said that no marriage has officially been entered into.

But Idra has a child named Jules Run.

This child's identity is ambiguous.

If you publicly declare that you are the son of Cardos, you will establish your identity, but as a nobleman you will have the lowest status, a child born without becoming a wife, and you will give Cardos an important decision about how Jules runs himself.

Alternatively, there is a method of making a declaration of an illegitimate child.

All have a long and short term, but their identities are confirmed anyway.

If you don't do any of that, Idra, who has children, can't marry Bardo.

If we get married, Jules Run becomes a child that doesn't officially exist.

A man can have more than one wife, but a wife cannot have more than one husband.

But Bardo made Jules his own child.

It means to be a child of your own fruit.

In other words, even if a real child is born in the future, he will continue to encounter Jullan, another species, as my eldest son, and will also give him the right of inheritance.

Formally, Julian was born before his formal marriage to Bardo and Idra.

It can be said that Baldo showed the maximum dose.

However, Idra's reply was:

"I want to keep this kid's identity free for a while now.

So I'm really happy to offer, but I can't take it. "

That was the thing.

Bardo was stunned.

I had no idea you were going to turn down an offer you had made so far.

So it was Baldo's mistake that Idra loves Baldo too?

No, that's not true.

That can't happen.

Suppose.

Bardo dazzled Jules Run, who lay quietly asleep.

This one.

This baby?

Will this baby interfere with my happiness and that of Master Idra?

Even this one.

Without even this baby.

Will you let me down?

This little baby is preventing herself and Idra from being bound.

If even this child dies, there will be no disability.

Baldo just twists gently at his fingertips,

Come on.

And his neck will be broken, and this child will die.

Bardo could not contain the madness that awakened from within me.

Idra was quietly bathing herself in the killing spirit that blew out of Baldo.

But Jules Run didn't.

With the specific sensitivity of toddlers, you must have noticed the killing spirit that strikes you.

He cried out as if he had been caught on fire.

Idra lifted Jules Run and began to gently flaunt.

Seeing how it was, Baldo's killer also squished away.

Killing this child doesn't earn Master Idra's affection.

Because I found out.

Bardo left without a word of resignation.

And I suffered, I suffered, I suffered.

I suffered enough to crack my stomach and drag my guts out, and wonder if this suffering would end if I tore them apart.

Eventually I came to a conclusion.

It's painful because I think about my happiness.

You can throw it away.

You just have to give everything away.

You just have to dedicate everything to Idra.

But it took some time for that conclusion to stick deep into my body.

Even after I was prepared to abandon my happiness and dedicate everything to Idra, there was a problem that really remained.

It is a Jules Run.

Jules Run is a load of idola and a presence that prevents idola from being happy.

And he is the son of that Cardos Coendella.

He is the son of Cardos, the hater.

If you think it's that guy's seed, even putting Jules Run's figure in your sight is nasty.

He is a child who should not have been born, a child not needed in this world, but a good one.

What should I do with that Jules run?

No, I know.

I really knew.

Idra loves Jules Run.

Then Bardo, who has decided to dedicate everything to Idra, must also love Jules Run.

Loving and supporting Jules Run is the only thing that makes Idra happy and the only thing that Baldo can do for Idra.

Can you love me, Jules?

Will you be able to seal this disgust that springs up from a deep belly place and love it out?

But you have to.

Otherwise, Bardo will not be the knight of Idra.

And if you love and support Jules Run, and wish him to go.

Baldo will follow a long road.

Now is good.

Now Hydra is alive and well, and Hydra has mercy on her beloved daughter, Idra, and Jullan, the son of Idra.

The Knights of Pakla will not table their opposition to Jules Run as soon as Hydra is blinding.

But Hydra is old and eventually dies.

After he dies, Jules Run's hell begins.

There is no knight in Pacra who does not hate the lawlessness and brutality of Cardos Coendera.

Jules, its dropper, is also subject to hatred.

What should I do?

How can I love Jules and give her mercy and happiness?

I just have to work out.

The only way to do this is to train Jules Run thoroughly and raise him into a knight that everyone admires and respects.

The fact that he was a child of Cardos, etc., is enough for a knight to disappear from every knight's memory.

And also, if it's Jules' asylum.

Bardo himself must build an unwavering position.

The goal is the position of head knight of the Tercia family.

Can it be?

Can Baldo, the son of the townsman, seize his place?

But we can't protect Jules until we get to that position.

Let's be.

Be the strongest and the best and the best knight of the Pacura.

And work out Jules, work out and work out.

That means loving Jules and giving herself to Idra.

And finally, having organized his heart, Bardo went to the garden of Himuri and gave his sword to Idra and Jullan.

Idra received the sword and Jules said that Bardo was only qualified to give the sword.

Oh.

I know what that means now.

Jules was the one who received King Wendeland's blood and was destined to lead the people of the Middle Plains to a glorious place.

That's why Idra couldn't have gotten Bardo's proposal.

Idra wouldn't have known if her marriage to King Wendeland was in place.

You must not have even known if the marriage would be approved in the future.

Nevertheless, he left no cloudiness in his origins one day when Jules opened his way to the king, so Idra withdrew from Bardo's proposal to marry him.

What a lonely and proud rejection that was.

Hydra, Vora, and Jules must have wondered.

I was wondering why Bardo wouldn't propose to Idra.

I did.

Bardo asked Idra to marry him.

But it was rejected.

That became a secret that only Idra, Bardo and the gods knew.

This is the last secret.

Bardo finally didn't tell Jules Rant about this secret.

Jules will know that it was exactly herself that prevented Baldo and Idra from being tied.

So I didn't need to let him know, Bardo thought.

Perhaps Idra thought the same way and kept her silent.

And.

And after that.

Yes, after Jules Rant said she was just eligible to take Bardo's sword.

What did Idra say?

That's right.

Idra said:

"But Master Bardo.

Your sword is already dedicated.

To the people.

To all peoples, not to the people of any country.

What a honorable aspiration.

What a big vow.

I didn't protect you, Master Bardo.

I have not kept that oath.

Do not dedicate your martial authority and courtesy to the people.

You're the one who can do it. "

Right, then.

That moment.

That oath that my allegiance, a product of misery, was dedicated to the people, became an ideal that Bardo should pursue throughout his life.

It became the irresistible crest of the Lowen family.

And Bardo took pride in the word of this idler, and strived to be the knight of the people.

Oh!

Dear Idra,

I am.

Could I have lived this life without disobeying my vows with you?

Shall I stretch my breasts?

I am the knight of Idra, the knight of the people!

Bardo woke up from a dream.

I should have woken up, but I was in a strange place.

Dark.

It is true darkness, invisible to any light.

Behind that darkness, there is something.

It is darker than darkness.

It's so powerful and enormous at the bottom of the dark.

Someone of that mighty has spoken to Baldo.

Because of what you've done.

The distortion is absent.

I was paid for my injuries.

I'll tell you what.

What is this being, a darkness deeper than darkness?

What is this being that is unlikely to be strong and big?

No way.

That's what happened.

But I had an unreasonable intuition that it probably was.

Patarapoza.

Patarapoza, the dark god.

This is the patarapoza.

God who is in the darkness and darkens.

Bardo is now facing the God of truth, who is no good, and the great God who presides over all darkness.

But she said it was distortion.

He said it was a bad idea.

What the hell is that supposed to mean, that it was defrauded and paid?

I'll give you a broom.

Make a wish.

Wishes.

Patarapoza says, make a wish.

What Bardo wants.

That's something.

It is.

A tranquil death full of joy and pride.

I heard your wish.

But that's...

It's gonna be a little while.

At the end of the word of the Dark God, Bardo was flying through the night sky.

Suddenly a strong wind blows in, disturbing Baldo's bright white hair and beard.

Was that really a dialogue with God?

Or was it just a dream I had when I was unconscious?

The sky, which was clear, is at some point covered with black clouds.

--We have to flush the soy sauce.

And Bardo came up with it.

Soy sauce is also a raw material for saucepan paper, and in ancient times, soy saucepan itself was used as paper.

Idra's favorite piece of paper.

It may be said that Baldo's journey was for Idra.

Baldo thought to look around the world on behalf of Idra, whose body was fading, and to tell him in a letter about rare scenery and good food.

But as soon as Bardo embarked on his journey, Idra died.

Before I write my first letter.

So after screwing up the ambitions of the Coendella family, I worried about going back to Pakla or going on the journey as it were.

In the end Bardo embarked on a journey.

And it came to pass, that if Idra is dead, you should send a letter unto him.

All rivers return to Ova.

And the great Ova flows into the nostalgia of the underworld god (Yug).

So the letter that flowed into the river would go through Yug and into the hands of Idra.

That's what I thought, and I've been flowing Sasaki into the river as I traveled.

When I came across a rare event or good food, I flushed it.

Put my inspiration in the soy sauce.

This will be my last letter.

It's a letter with memories of an adventure.

If the moon god (Sirlier) was commanded to unleash the arrow of Korama's wrath and destroy the monster, also known as God, then the idler would be surprised to look away.

Exactly the best report ever.

Deserves the last letter.

Bardo smiled and tried to take the soy sack out of his chest cover-up.

In an attempt to take it out, he noticed that in his right hand he was holding an ancient sword.

I have to take this to my left hand first.

I have to change hands, but I can't.

Both arms are stiff and immobile.

That's when Bardo suddenly realized.

Why am I still alive?

Baldo, powerless to fly, did not want to die beaten by the rocky mountains of Isteriah.

But it hasn't.

Baldo's body does not fall, but floats and progresses in the universe.

Balls of light of red, blue, yellow, green, orange, and all other colors supported and carried Baldo's body.

If you look, the sea swept by the spear of light was exploding just now.

From the desolate place of that water, countless balls of light have popped up, reaching under the bald one after the other.

He then enters the underside of Baldo's body from the next to the next, supporting Baldo not to fall.

In the ball of light, there are feathers.

My legs, my hands, my face.

Spirit!

It was a herd of spirits.

Thank you.

The spirits lift their bodies diligently as they whisper to Bardo's heart.

The translucent spirits are desperately carrying it, nodding to the body of the half-bald.

Towards the continent.

Thank you.

Isteriah was a long way off.

Its istheria is swallowed up in an overwhelming pile of water, crumbling unbroken and about to sink into the sea.

The dragon men there would have been wiped out.

But the wise chief Poporbal Popo could have evacuated the dragon men.

Thank you.

The captain must have vanished in an instant, pierced by the spear of light emitted by the starship.

A monster who lived three millennia is a shame when he dies.

I feel like I've heard a sad interrupter scream, and I don't think I've heard anything like that.

From the place where the captain perished, one Spirit after another will come to Baldo.

That's right.

The captain was eating countless spirits.

With the death of the captain, the spirits taken in were liberated.

No, it's just liberating right now.

Thank you.

The words of gratitude of the Spirits fill the space around.

But the spirits who support Bardo disappear one after the other.

The Spirit, upon which the dependent Lord died, perishes from this world and returns to the world of the Spirit.

Once you return, you will be reborn again.

Thank you.

The Spirit is jumping on Baldo and carrying his body.

But I can't.

Because it disappears from the side that supports it.

In any case, one day it will fall.

If you fall into this great yug, you can't live very much.

Thank you.

Nevertheless, continue, continue.

Spirits that flood out of the sea do not know that they will run out.

How many thousands or hundreds of thousands of spirits were being taken in?

Was that 10,000 times the number?

Thank you.

carried at considerable speeds.

But the number of spirits catching up with me is visibly decreasing.

Soon Bardo's body will fall to Yug.

If you fall, you die.

That is inevitable.

Bardo is embraced by the ancient god Yug and dies.

Still, I was happy with the feelings of the spirits trying desperately to carry Bardo.

Thank you.

Futobaldo twisted his body and looked beyond him as he was carried away.

From the distant sky, something approaches.

It grew bigger and arrived at Baldo.

A bunch of spirits!

Will there be about three or forty bodies?

Compared to the large group of spirits freed from the captain, there are only a few truly.

But how come there's a spirit from the west?

Humans.

I'm picking you up!

I remember that voice.

Sue!

Does that mean you flew in from the Misty Valley?

Bring your fellow spirits.

Sui and his companions began to support and carry Bardo's body on behalf of the vanishing spirits.

Towards the continent.

These spirits are the last normal spirits left on the continent.

These are the spirits who were guarded by the mowlers who became the roots of the earth in the valley of mist, the soot of Lujra-Tiant.

It is not just every time that their spirits leave the place where they hid and dwelt together.

Nevertheless, it seems difficult to support Bardo in this number of spirits.

Speed is dropping, altitude is dropping.

There's not much more to the sea level.

Humans.

I have news for you.

No.

This voice.

It's Sui's voice, not Sui's.

This.

This idea.

This narrative.

It's Maura!

Through Spirit Sue, Maura speaks.

Humans.

The spirits you freed.

He's reborn.

They remain normal.

I solved it.

The curse is broken!

The reborn spirit.

I'm not going crazy anymore!

Right!

Patarapoza, the dark god, said.

The distortion was spared, and the distortion was paid.

That's what happened.

Perhaps the captain was still the culprit.

To the world of the spirits, the captain was screwing his body.

The captain's presence, the abomination, the despair, was the poison of the spirits.

The captain himself was unconscious, but it was the captain who was driving the spirits crazy.

Spirit, perhaps, is a being that puts a foundation on the spirit and invisible forces, not the flesh and matter.

It's like a pile of thoughts, so to speak.

In a world inhabited by beings like the heap of that thought, the captain scattered resentment.

The Captain's thought was strengthened by taking in the Spirit, and he wielded feelings of hatred, resentment and despair with his fortified thought.

The Spirit, perhaps a pile of thought, went mad in the midst of that resentment.

At first a very few spirits may have just gone mad.

But the captain ate more and more spirits, and the thought was strengthened.

At last, all the spirits back in the world of spirits became so poisonous that they could not help but be overwhelmed.

The mad Spirit possessed the beast, but he had not forgotten his hatred of those who had driven me mad.

It is human.

Because in the end, the captain was man himself in that spirit.

So the Warcraft went wild and crazy when he saw the humans.

Isn't that what happened?

No, it might not have been.

Not so, the hatred of the Warcraft for man could have been the Captain's resentment itself.

The captain's heart was lurking with hatred up to the glimmer of man living in the land.

The "sailors" were possessed of the Spirit and could not leave their offspring, so they are descendants of the people of the land, that is, the "sleeping people", except for the offspring of King Jean.

It was an abomination to the captain, and he would not have come to the land of such an outrage without them.

The more you curse your own destiny, the more hateful the humans who sing and rejoice in prosperity in this land have become.

Didn't that hatred infect the mad spirits and dominate the hearts of the warcraft?

In that case, a heart in which a warcraft hates man is no more than a heart in which a captain hates man.

In other words, it can be said that the identity of the Warcraft was that of the Captain himself.

In any case, now that the captain has vanished and disappeared from the world of the Spirit, the poison that has carried the Spirits will disappear and the reborn Spirit will no longer be mad.

That means the Spirit will never go mad again.

In other words, no warcraft will ever be born again.

Oh!

I thought the captain was a good man.

He said revenge was what he wanted.

Yes, I assumed it myself.

But surely what was in the captain's heart was not a place of hope?

Weren't those demon-like beings thrust into motion by the thought of an indelible sieve?

The starship was not hidden.

I've been dancing over the captain's head since the beginning.

But the captain ordered the dragon men to search for what was concealed.

So the dragon men also searched for a huge mass of iron hidden.

I didn't even notice the starship overhead.

If the captain hadn't even lost his sight, he would have known right away.

King Jean didn't feel the need to hide the starship or anything.

I would have thought the captain's life span was about the same as his own, and he could only give the first order to something with an ancient sword, so he put it somewhere rather easy to find.

When the user of the ancient sword appeared, he said that the order would reach the starship from anywhere.

When Bardo issued the order earlier, the thought felt straight to the ship.

Probably not in a populous continent.

It gets hampered by cluttered thoughts.

That's why King Jean put relays everywhere.

A high wave hit my left leg.

Only a few more to the surface.

Yug's exhale wraps up Baldo even now.

And, oh.

Huge high waves are created and pushed by the impact of the starship smashing the captive island.

Soon that imminent very large and strong wave will swallow the Baldo.

Sue and the others did a great job.

But I still can't.

I can't support Bardo's body with this number of spirits.

Soon Bardo will be embraced by Yug and will die.

But there was no remorse.

Because I was able to free the spirits.

Because I was able to clear King Jean's mind.

Never again will a new Warcraft be born.

The spirits never go mad.

How wonderful that is.

The paranoia that drove the proverb of this world crazy was taken away, because a clean world was raised again.

Of course, this is a feat that no one will ever know.

But that wasn't a problem at all.

Oh.

Rest in peace.

Thank you.

I can die.

God of the Underworld (Eugene), the Great Sea Plains (Eugene), wrap me.

Almost there!

I wonder what's almost there.

If you look at the western sky.

What's that?

Bridge.

Bridge of Light.

A muscle of bridge across the dark void stretches toward us.

Straight from the direction of the continent, the bridge of light stretches baldly.

The spirits.

An incredible number of spirits are coming this way, connecting like belts.

Right!

Once given to and taken up by Manuno, the red stones were carried, by order of the captain, somewhere outside the Great Barrier.

That wasn't all red stone, but it would have been enough to make up the vast majority.

The captain intended to carry out many great invasions of the Warcraft.

That's why I shouldn't have brought the red stone to myself, but rather somewhere outside the Great Barrier.

If we leave it inside the Great Barrier, the Warcraft will come out of it one after the other, so that man may realize its existence and take away the red stone.

That's why I should have let you carry him somewhere outside the Great Barrier.

The spirits that had been taken in by the captain were freed with the death of the captain.

He was liberated, and once he came to carry Bardo's body, he vanished and returned to the kingdom of the Spirit.

The spirits who returned to the kingdom of the Spirit were immediately reborn into this world and drawn to its red stones.

And he flew straight from the place to Baldo.

Even now when Bardo's body tried to fall to the surface.

The bridge of light reached Baldo with a slippery surface of water.

Bubble, and Baldo's body rises.

Baldo's body rises high and high.

The wind blew away the clouds.

Huge high waves pass under the bald.

Under the stars of heaven, the spirits carried Baldo with laughter.

Sarrier, looking down, is cheering.

Eug's waves sing a song of joy.

What a gathering of many spirits.

Looks like a galaxy.

Moreover, the number continues to increase indefinitely.

Baldo flew through the night sky, carried by the carpets of light of the Spirits.

As he was carried by the spirits, Bardo remembered Idra's letter.

It is a letter that Idra wrote to Bardo after Bardo left the Tercia family.

The letter was stolen by Jurchaga from Julelant and placed in the hands of Cardos Coendella.

In the castle of Coendella, Bardo took the letter back.

In that letter, there was this passage.

Remember that little table in the garden.

With you, me, Jules.

Oh!

I really enjoyed it.

Did we look like one family when we talked in that garden?

Whenever Bardo returned from his assignment, he took to the garden of Himura and enjoyed the welcome with Idra and Jules.

Was that a sight that people would look like one family?

If that's the case, it was.

Idra, Jules and Bardo were one family.

Bardo was eager to do so.

Idra wanted it too.

But in order to protect Jules' identity, he could not accept Bardo's proposal.

Still wanting to be like a real family, Idra thought.

Wasn't that feeling in that passage?

Even if they weren't married, Idra, Bardo, and Jules were one family.

That's right.

Bardo did what he really wanted.

I was getting it by the way.

Just because you decide to love Jules doesn't mean you can suddenly be that kind of heart.

Bardo pushed his hatred in and gradually nurtured his love for Jules.

Since when?

From the bottom of my heart I was able to love Jules Rant.

Behind Bardo's brain, Jules Rant's memories came to mind one after another.

Childhood.

When I was a boy.

When I was a young man.

Since I've been quiet.

Always Bardo defended and led Jules Rant, sending an idler and a grin for the first time in his growth.

That was happiness, that was joy, and that was all about living.

Oh, my God.

What a pleasant life it was.

As that night dawned, a cloud of light descended upon the fusarion.

The people who witnessed it said that this Chirui was the thriving spirit of the Fusarion.

(End of Chapter 8 "Patarapoza")