It’s a Magic Sword, but the Hero Is Obsessed With It - It’s a Magic Sword, but the Hero Is Obsessed With It chapter 170

170. Fire in the hole! At the southern end of the continent is the Great War, and at the northern end of the continent is the Empire.

Well, to really go to the end of the earth, you have to go down a lot, but at least those two are the poles where human feet can reach. The situation in which the entire continent was divided by those two powers.

[Come to think of it, why is there only one continent here?]

“Huh? Then there is only one continent. What are several?”

Tsk tsk, anyway, what about people from another world? As I was clicking my tongue, Muffin suddenly spoke up as if he had remembered something.

[A long time ago, this world was made up of several continents. However, in the aftermath of the war that occurred after the end of the giants, all continents were merged into one.]

This was another interesting story. No, but how the heck should we fight so that the continents do not split apart in the aftermath of the fight but merge together?

Anyway, in a good or bad way, this world was a land far beyond common sense. Well, I’m in a position to benefit from that ignorance, so I don’t really have any complaints.

Still, I couldn’t help but fall into embarrassment when I sometimes encountered a situation that transcended common sense.

[Hey, are you sure it’s here?]

“I, can’t, believe, do you?”

[No, that’s not the case.]

Who doesn’t panic in this situation. Currently, we have been looking for the world tree express of faith and trust to head to the empire that is actually on the other side of the continent.

Because of the agreement between the Golden Eye clan and the fairies, we can’t cross the border of the empire, but even if we can only go right in front of it, where is it? I followed my memory and came to the sapling of the nearby world tree.

[Where did this go?]

“Sure.”

It seems that Cream’s memories are not wrong. The barriers the fairies put up to block intruders, and even the fairies, were still there.

But there are no trees.

“It seems like a lot of time has passed, but the corpse is fine for that.”

A place where something like a huge tree was pulled out. Choco murmured as he kicked the corpses of fairies scattered around a hole in the ground. I also agreed with the guy.

Judging from the remnants of spiritual power left on the corpses, these corpses had already died a long time ago. No, not that long ago, just a few days ago. Even so, it is enough time for the corpse to rot.

However, the corpses strewn about here were amazingly vividly preserved. And another clue.

“It’s cold.”

The current weather is the height of summer. In addition, the forest is hot and humid. However, the corpse left in such a place is cold even if it is not enough to have been preserved intact.

But if you look around, there’s nothing cold or frozen. If the corpse had been frozen and then thawed, there would have been a change, but nothing like that.

As expected, as far as I know, there is only one power that only results without this context or causality.

[But why did the priests attack the fairies?]

Divine power, faith, stigma… A power called by such various names. A small miracle placed by a god into the hands of a mortal. Among them, the cool chill is the symbol of the moon.

Well, having a stigma doesn’t always guarantee one’s character, so it could be seen as the act of a psycho who just got lucky, but it’s a bit uncomfortable to go on like this.

Above all, there is no world number. Without this, we cannot go to our empire.

[Should I look for it?]

“No.”

[What?]

So when Cream said so coolly, I was dumbfounded. It’s not that I wanted to go to the Empire, so wasn’t Cream the one who had business with the Empire?

Seeing my reaction, Cream lightly shook her head and extended her hand to point in one direction. I can’t see anything.

“Well, look.”

The next moment, Cream’s soul strode into my soul. The two bonded souls met, and the ripples of the souls overlapped in my mind as the surface spread from the contacted part.

Two souls share the same vision. I was no longer bound by the body of the sword and looked at the world through the eyes of a warrior.

The endless sea of trees. Except for the large monsters taller than trees, there was nothing particularly noticeable about that wide horizon. What the hell is there

– Over there.

The will that comes directly from the bonded soul, not from physical education or mental waves. Following Cream’s guidance, I focused my gaze on one spot.

My senses became extremely sharp, and certain parts were greatly enlarged as if I had adjusted the magnification of the screen, and finally I was able to capture what Cream was paying attention to.

A distance that can be barely convinced even with the cream’s senses. The trees sway, and small pieces of ice bounce and scatter on top of them.

[······You saw that?]

What is that transparent ice, not fire or lightning? While I was taken aback, Cream lightly relaxed.

The thin, white arms stretched out and cut through the air, then grabbed the magic sword and holy sword at the waist. A still faint flame shimmered and began to flow through her body.

“Let’s go.”

“Yes, Master!”

Seeing her reaction, the moment Choco, who had followed her behind her, stiffened her ears and tail and prepared to run, her cream body jumped out like a shot.

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“Ehh… Are you really going to be okay like this?”

“It can’t be helped.”

A group of priests were walking along a quiet forest path.

They are wearing leather or chain armor that is closer to that of a mercenary or warrior than a priest. However, to be a simple mercenary, their attitude was too learned and the blue stigma engraved on exposed body parts suggested their identity.

The sense of heterogeneity was especially noticeable when looking at the person standing at the forefront. Blonde and blue. Even the tattoo that adorns the stigma on the forehead.

Since the young man with an aristocratic appearance was wearing old armor like a mercenary would wear, his behavior was inevitably awkward. If no one was around, he would have been noticed.

“Be quiet! Do you disrespectfully doubt their words?”

“Oh no!”

However, strangely, the youngest of the group was leading them. The reason was self-evident. An overwhelming amount of divine power that is not suitable for a young age.

Wielding the chill of the cold like a mantle and swinging the cold wave like a mace, the young man opened the forest path. Even the monsters did not dare to approach the sacred spell drawn by the ice crystals scattered around him.

And the other priests added strength to his religious exercises, and at the rear of the party, the wrists were tied together, holding up a huge object with their entire bodies.

It was a tree that was still alive even though it had been ruthlessly plucked from the earth.

“I feel bad…”

World Tree, contrary to its lofty-looking name, the appearance of the sapling that was pulled out was grotesque. A vine that wriggles incessantly as if it is trying to grab onto something.

Even if it is a sapling, its power is mighty, and several priests have already died trying to carry the World Tree by being strangled by its stem. In the end, the priests had no choice but to keep some high elves alive to transport the World Tree.

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Of course, the proud high elf forest keepers couldn’t listen to the raiders simply for the threat of their lives. They are proud guardians, sons who carry out the mission of protecting their mother.

“Can’t you move faster? Don’t you think that little boy’s life is precious?”

“Grandpa, Buzzy…”

The furthest back of the party. If it were not for a single young fairy who was trailing behind the fairies carrying the world tree.

Unlike other high elves, the boy, an ordinary elf, was the grandson of an old forest keeper. A forest keeper who worked in Magnetun, the city closest to the Sunset Mountains, moved to the safest place near Hairer due to an ‘incident’ that had recently occurred, and his grandson followed him.

But it became the choice the old forest keeper regretted the most. Due to the location of the Great War nearby, the monsters in this land couldn’t use their energy properly, but instead.

“You guys are still priests…”

“Funny. This is God’s will.”

I didn’t even think that a member of the Great Temple would attack them.

As usual, the forest keepers were arranged by the adventurer’s guild to guide a few people to the sapling of the world tree. However, instead of crossing space, they attacked unwary forest keepers.

Most of the people died and only a few people including him were captured to transport the sapling of the World Tree. Even as he was weighed down by the weight of the mother he served, the old forest keeper gritted his teeth and glared at the priests.

“You open your eyes arrogantly… On the subject of the dwarves.”

The young man who was leading the party from the front approached and slapped the old forest keeper on the cheek, as if that gaze was bothering him. Once strong. And once again. The old man’s head turned around at the back and forth slap.

However, an old reed would not break even in a storm, even if it would bow its head in the face of a gentle breeze. The old forest keeper’s body staggered here and there, but he steadfastly endured the beating.

“You’d better realize your own subject. On the subject of slave races.”

Despite the comments degrading the entire tribe, the old forest keeper couldn’t reply properly, only distorting his face. It was hundreds of years ago that humans enslaved an entire race of fairies.

With the return of the high elves, the wicked paid the price, and the shameful past was forgotten in history. Human supremacist. The old forest keeper thought to himself.

Considering the teachings of a god who valued the coexistence of the three races, it was certainly foreign that a priest had such an idea. As much as the armor of those mercenaries they killed and took away.

“You, pay the price…”

The moment the old forest keeper was about to launch a horse, an incomparable blow came flying at him. He, who was staggering, soon collapsed from the strong kick in his abdomen.

As one of those supporting the sapling fell, the entire ranks of elves trembled unsteadily. Without paying any attention to it, the young man approached and spat out coldly.

“You seem to be less educated.”

“Thousands, Punishment…”

It would be okay to show at least one example. When the young man finally condensed cold energy on his fingertips, the fallen old forest keeper was looking over his shoulder.

No, except for the young man whose eyes were sold to him, everyone else was also looking in one direction. Punishment as he said. Sensing the presence, the young man hurriedly turned his head.

A burning meteor, like a small sun, was falling towards them.

[What kind of sh*t is this again?]

But wait, that voice-

Before the old forest keeper could even think, a terrifying flame struck the area.