I Became a Foreigner Loved by Transcendentalists - I Became a Foreigner Loved by Transcendentalists chapter 103

Episode 103. You guy, why…….

‘What happened to her humanity after she disappeared?’

Marcus always thought.

When the world was burned by the dragon’s anger, it was said to be a sin not to have the courage to fight against it.

If a warrior appeared who wanted to confront such a being, he would have to develop enough strength to protect himself rather than just watch.

‘When we placed our hopes on only one person and watched bystanders, what happened to the rest of us who lost her?’

If she had troops who could fight alongside her, and furthermore, if she had the strength to protect themselves from all the disasters that would follow, she might have received honor and glory for her sacrifice. Just this.

In the end, because she left everything to her and did nothing, didn’t humanity end up in a state where its existence was in jeopardy, pushed by her disaster?

‘Humanity must develop strength’

Because she realized this, Marcus abandoned her country, which had been destroyed by a plague, and entered the empire to cultivate her strength from the very beginning.

‘Instead of relying solely on the idol of the warrior, the entire group must work together to develop strength.’

She rose through the ranks, enduring oppression from the corrupt vested interests, and poured everything she had into strengthening her military to fulfill her calling.

Not only does it rely on the symbol of the warrior, but it also establishes them as part of the army to face all future dangers…..

The position of corps commander was the result of Marcus investing his entire life to succeed her.

‘But what about this guy?’

That’s why Marcus couldn’t help but disapprove of the person in front of him.

Although there are hundreds of people in her empire who are as strong as her and have as much potential as her.

He is still trapped by the regrets of the past, and even she chose to create a successor who would be able to face her inevitable disasters.

‘Look at reality, Jean Cleo. There is no longer any hope in chasing only her shadow, and the very existence of humanity is at risk.’

I felt that such anger was growing even at this moment because the results achieved at the end were poor.

“Cough!”

In fact, that resentful lament never ended up being spewed out towards the hateful comrade in front of me.

Blood leaked from his mouth at this moment.

It was teaching those who thought they would spend the rest of their lives in regret that there was no time left.

“Marcus. I am… ….”

Even though he had reached the end, he remained resolute.

With a resolute attitude, he tried to convey his opinion.

“Unfortunately, I cannot become a great person who pursues a cause like you.”

Now it was no big deal.

This is something that has been predicted for a long time.

The path he took was not to protect humanity as a human, but because it was something that could not be achieved unless he gave up on being human.

“I chose this path not for the sake of the world. According to your assessment, I am a selfish person…. In the beginning, he was just a bastard with a desire for revenge and wanted to run amok.”

“What is that…?” ….”

“Tassian Paloi. “She is still alive.”

The moment that name was mentioned, Marcus’ face suddenly stiffened.

Tassian Paloi. A being that drifted away with the flow of time and was forgotten along with the warrior.

Nowadays, disasters that cannot be compared to dragons are rampant, but Marcus was the one who witnessed the land scorched by the dragon at the time.

“And, it will soon become a threat to humanity. “Sooner or later, a situation will arise where she will have no choice but to threaten humanity.”

Because the fear of him is deeply engraved in my bones.

His instincts were urging him to listen carefully to his words at this moment.

“… Jean Cleo.”

“Her fight that brought you to this path is not over yet. “If her fight isn’t over yet, shouldn’t one of us who was drawn to her… take up the fight?”

She owed her favor to her, and in the brief peace she preserved she determined her own course.

Everything that has been achieved since then has been based on that past, but how can we focus only on the immediate situation and dismiss that past as if it never happened?

“Even if she appears again in this era, as you said, in the end, her power will be no more than that of a single hero…. Still, if the lingering affection for her remains and stands in her way, someone “We need to finish her mission instead.”

Yes, if someone has to do it, it should be him who dreamed of avenging her.

Jean, who expressed his intention, soon walked past him, leading his aging body.

“… So, you will continue your mission to her. “I will put an end to her mission, which you did not inherit.”

That’s the end of what I have to say.

Jean, who left his last words to his former comrade, soon tried to quietly leave the dormitory, leading his tattered body.

Close your blood-soaked mouth and endure even your shortness of breath.

“…What are you saying now that you’re putting an end to it?”

Marcus, unable to hold on to his former comrade who was leaving like that, gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

If I were to sympathize with him and hold on to him here, it would be because he was held back by the hesitation that it might in itself create a crack in his path.

“Isn’t what you wish for something that can only be achieved if you live to see the results?”

Just such a pity.

I can only ponder the sadness of the reality that it is no longer possible to even watch the path of my former comrades.

***

A garrison area where darkness gradually comes.

As the sun was setting and bedtime was slowly approaching, the members who had completed the minimum guard duty were ready to end the day.

The torches that were meant to illuminate the surroundings were going out one by one, leaving only a faint level of light to illuminate the front.

But there is no way left to go any further, so the current faint light will be enough to get to the dead end.

‘Good, I’m doing it.’

Jean, moving forward with a light heart, managed to control the pain in his body by remembering the young man who followed his instructions and grew up well.

While watching his training, the collapse I had suppressed accelerated, but I realized through today’s battle that it was also meaningful.

‘It’s still not enough, but we just need to go a little further. Even without me, he has found someone who can lead him instead…….’

The place we arrived at at the end was a construction site where a barrier had not yet been erected.

This road, where there was no problem in advancing because the guards had not yet heard it, was also the road leading to the ‘last training ground’ he had prepared.

“You are leaving.”

As I was about to enter the training hall, a familiar voice came from behind.

But I didn’t bother to look back.

The reason he was able to come here without anyone noticing was because he had guessed that he was a prophet who sensed the future that he would leave here.

“… “Well, before you go, could you listen to my story?”

But is it because there isn’t much left?

At this moment, I hoped that someone would come to talk to me to relieve my regrets, but the voice of the prophet coming from behind was extremely calm.

“You don’t have to tell me. “Because I already know everything about your past.”

“… hehehe, yeah. “I know everything.”

Now that I think about it, there was a lot written on the note I handed to him when we first met.

From your past, what you can do, and even what will happen in the future.

“Please invest the time you would spend telling me your story into making your final moments more meaningful.”

Yes, soon a situation will unfold where she will have no choice but to run wild.

If the world continues after you die, you will need to prepare for that period before this life ends.

“A bystander who failed to become an avenger. I will remember you.”

“… “Thank you for seeing this old man off for the last time.”

Everything is done to commemorate the warrior who led him down this path, and to pass on that path to those left behind.

-Turbuk, trudge.

As he climbed the mountain ridge alone, thinking of only that one thing, loneliness gradually began to build up in his heart.

It’s something I’ve become used to now.

As usual, I think about her memories with her and try to soothe her loneliness.

****

Kingdom Britannia.

It was a country that insisted on peace even in times of war, but even in such places, it was necessary to strengthen the military to prevent invasion by foreign powers.

Jean Cleo was nothing more than a lowly soldier conscripted from that country.

The reason he formed a relationship with the warrior was because he was selected as a servant to help her and join the journey.

Although it was just a job to carry burdens and look after the people, he considered it honorable and worked with a sense of duty.

If you look after her like this, she will be able to focus on her work, which will soon lead to her saving the world.

‘You just need to accept a high-ranking being into your body. If I do that, the world will automatically bless me.’

When we were together like that, I often heard about the secret to her strength.

The reason he can handle the unique power called spirits is because he was given a status by someone.

The basis of this is that she is no different from other humans, and she has repeatedly emphasized to those who admire her that they are human themselves.

‘So, don’t think of me as anything special. Anyone can do this if they accept the power of someone of high rank like me. Of course, we can’t guarantee what will happen if you use force without permission, but…’

It was when everything was over that I found out that she had inherited her status from the dragon.

She put the word ‘mother’ in her mouth against her dragon, and swung her sword not for her cause but with her hatred, and after such a desperate struggle, she lost her life.

A being who traveled through the battlefields since she was a girl with only hatred for her mother who abandoned her, and was appointed as a warrior at the end.

At the end, he was killed directly by the hands of his mother whom he had reunited with.

‘Is that a dragon?’

This is an act of immorality that no human being can even imagine.

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That is to the person he respected and followed…..

As he went further and targeted the person he thought was the only hope for humanity, he felt his hatred towards him grow even bigger.

‘A dragon is such an ugly being.’

After the fight ended, the dragon disappeared, but even so, I felt the hatred growing uncontrollably.

That dragon is someone who should never exist in the world.

Not only for this world, but even more so for her wish to come true.

‘I need strength.’

One day, as I remembered her words, I accepted into my body all the debris left at the scene of the fight.

I crumple into my mouth the fragments of broken sand and armor, the blood and flesh of the dragon that has shed its scales, and the insignificant by-products from her body that the dragon took with it, and if possible, spread all of it all over my body. I repeated the thrusting.

And I had time to cultivate the strength that grew from that.

I felt my body being broken down because it was a power that was not authorized by someone with the status, but I thought that even that was a good thing.

‘Tassian Paloi, her she must be killed.’

The dragon that trampled countless people and their homes.

He lived solely for that purpose and wandered the world looking for traces of a dragon that had disappeared from the world.

After that day, I walked forward with my broken body, asking around for eyewitness accounts of the dragon flying somewhere and the dragon taking on human form.

The place we arrived at at the end was an empire that came to be called the last hope in a chaotic world.

I boldly stepped into the secluded back alley of the workshop street, feeling that all the clues I had collected so far were heading there.

-Kyaang, Kaang.

The sound of the hammer that rang out at the place where we arrived at the end was still vivid in my memory at this very moment.

A woman silently forges a spear with an emotionally charged hammer in a place filled with high heat that is difficult to enter.

Every time she swung her hammer, her body cracked and spilled ash as if it were collapsing, but the fragments repeatedly turned into her flesh and skin.

The sight of blood dripping down as a result is something that anyone would consider foreign.

‘Tassian Paloi.’

The moment she saw that figure, she realized that the being she was looking for was there.

Yes, I finally found it.

If that were certain, she would have rushed in right then and there to carry out her unfulfilled mission.

Even if she loses her life here, she thinks it will be enough if she succeeds in stabbing her.

‘You guy, why…? ….’

She accepted unauthorized power into her body just for that reason, and she came all the way here.

Nevertheless, that day, she gave up on attacking her, stopped hammering, and just stared at her woman’s slumped figure.

While forging the spear, I couldn’t hold on to the emotions welling up inside me and collapsed…….

‘Why on earth are you crying?’

It’s impossible to imagine seeing a monster who committed such a crime.

Because he realized that it existed here even before he came.