Let’s Block the Ruined Route in Advance - Chapter 109



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Episode 109
The empire was shaken by terrorist attacks in the northwestern region.

The Imperial Family and the Temple responded quickly, and under the leadership of the Imperial Family, the glass bottles used for terrorism were tracked down and collected. In order to ease the anxiety of the Imperial people, Aer appeared in full force and began to operate, but that was only for a short time.

Two initial expeditions failed in areas where he could not directly intervene. They were later resolved through a joint attack by the Transcendents, but in the process, a tragedy occurred where the elderly Transcendent Tyrn went missing.

‘It’s said that he is missing, but it is more likely that he died during the explosion.’

The Duke wiped the blood off his sword and then climbed back onto his horse. Derek was soon following him.

“What about the damage to the territory?”

“Fortunately, the Knights arrived in time to prevent any casualties, but the ranch burned down and most of the livestock was lost.”

It was soon winter. It was heartbreaking to lose the ranch at a time when we needed to stock up on food if possible.

“Fuck.”

The duke, who had been cursing softly, spoke harshly. He had only a day to resolve the territory problem and join the punitive force. It was an empire that revered power and called those who had reached the realm of transcendence, but the transcendents’ duty was given priority when it came to subduing demons.

‘How much longer can I hold out?’

The wind that brushed my cheek was cold. Winter was coming.

***

Felix was sitting by the window of Rosalia’s laboratory on the top floor.

After finishing his mission at the Rosewin Estate, he briefly left the special unit to find the Magic Tower.

I really wanted to put off coming to the Magic Tower, but I had no choice because I desperately needed the materials from the Magic Tower to study the black magic entangled in my heart.

‘Just this morning, I heard so many complaints from old people.’

There were so many raccoons trying to pull Felix into their faction that if Rajabelle hadn’t stepped in, Felix would probably still be listening to sermons disguised as advice.

“Still, there was a harvest.”

While talking to Rajavel and Rosalia about the expedition, Felix learned that Azar’s goal was to revive Legia.

‘I never thought that the person Mongma spoke of was really Regia.’

Felix, who had left the two engrossed in their conversation and went up to Rosalia’s lab, was lost in thought.

‘The magic that traps the dead person’s magical power in the heart is like a preliminary work to drive a stake in order to destroy the target’s soul.’

Just as a sharp hammer is used to break a huge rock, the soul of the deceased, cracked by the magic of the dead, is relatively easily broken by pain and shock.

‘By emptying my soul, what they want is an empty body. They wanted to make me into Ajar’s body? No, that’s too much.’

The way Ajar and Mongma treated him was closer to the anger they felt when they lost something they had really put a lot of effort into than the anger they felt when they lost a consumable item.

‘When the soul of Regia was called from the underworld, a vessel was needed to contain it. It is highly likely that he intended to contain me as that vessel.’

But since the magic power in his heart had been refilled with Eileen’s, their plan would have been ruined. Thinking about it that way, everything made sense.

But in this case, one more question arose.

‘Why did it have to be me?’

He himself was of a different gender from Regia, and was far from a hero who mainly used divine power. If I had to point out something special, it would be that he had an innate magical talent and could handle a vast amount of magical power. To be frank, this level of talent was not all that rare in an empire that regularly produced transcendent beings.

‘Then why.’

Even after reading dozens of books and studying ancient records, there was no passage that could completely resolve Felix’s doubts. Feeling frustrated and uneasy, he was about to return to the academy when he realized something right before he entered the portal.

“This picture!”

It was a painting I found by chance in the hallway. A heroic painting, often used as an interior decoration, with Regia drawn on it. However, what was unique was that there was a man standing next to her. The figure standing next to Regia was a man with soft, copper-colored hair, and his eyes, visible under his straight forehead, sparkled purple.

As Rajabelle was walking with Felix to see him off, she suddenly stopped and asked him.

“Why is that?”

“This is the picture. Do you know the man in the painting?”

Rajabelle’s gaze shifted to the sacred fire. She let out a small exclamation.

“Oh, I guess kids these days don’t know. Well, paintings of heroes’ companions rarely come out after the hero’s death.”

“… … The hero’s companion?”

“Yeah, the name is probably… … .”

That day, Felix changed his warp plan to head to the Academy, but it was near the Force House where the tragedy had occurred. As he struggled to open the mansion, which had been completely sealed off since the massacre, the stench of mold and dust irritated his nose.

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Felix headed to the master’s room without a care. What he was looking for was the family tree.

‘It must be here. Ah, this is it.’

A thick pile of pedigree rose onto the table, raising a cloud of dust.

He traced the genealogy with his fingers. Those who become the hero’s companions lose their original origins, meaning that they are completely separated from the secular world and become shadows of the most brilliant light.

It was a name of such weight that it had to be erased not only from the first name but also from the family tree of the main building under the supervision of the temple.

But if the name had been erased, it was clear that a similar amount of space would have been left.

‘It would have been around this time two hundred years ago.’

There was indeed a blank space where Felix’s hand touched. There was no need to check the name under the blank space. He was certain that the man with purple eyes in the sacred painting, who looked awfully like him, was the owner of this blank space.

“But what is the point of embodying the blood of a companion?”

Unresolved questions still held him back.

***

“Lord Legia!”

“Roginia, come here! You’ll fall down.”

A woman with her voluminous silver hair tied high lifted the girl who was running into her arms.

“Lady Rosinia! You must maintain your dignity as a saint!”

“Stop it. I’ll tell you better. You’re not going to run anymore, are you?”

Rojinia stared at the old priest who was emphasizing discipline with his lips pouting, then buried his face in Regia’s chest. Regia smiled helplessly as he patted the child and entered the room.

“What could our little saint have been so upset about?”

“You told me to copy the scriptures three more times! I could barely do it once, so how can I do something so boring three more times?!”

While the little girl was still whining despite being a saint who had mastered everything, Regia, who had the child sitting on her lap, gently stroked the child’s head as if she found it cute.

“What happened before you were told to copy the scriptures three times?”

“… … I did pour red ink into the central fountain. I thought it would look better if there was some color, but the only color left was red.”

As if she had known this would happen, Regia tapped the tip of the child’s nose.

“I can’t stop you from doing that. Just accept your punishment quietly.”

“That’s too much! Even Lady Regia has a lot of honey wine hidden in the cupboard!”

“… … How did you know that?”

As Regia flinched and put the child down from her lap after being hit hard, Rojinia put her hand on her waist and smiled proudly. A voice was heard from behind the two people.

“The two of you are on good terms again today.”

“ah!”

Regia turned around to see who the voice belonged to and smiled brightly. She ran in one stride and hugged the purple-eyed man standing in the doorway.

“Are you feeling better now?”

“Yeah, sorry for worrying you.”

For a long time, Rosinia couldn’t take her eyes off the two people who were lovingly embracing each other while being completely exposed to the light coming in through the door.

‘Just like the princess and prince in the story!’

Nothing could separate them, that’s what Rosinia thought when she was young.

***

“Lord Legia… … ”

Rosinia, who had woken up as an old woman from a dream of her childhood days, wiped away the tears that were already flowing.

Even death could not separate two people who truly loved each other.

Not long after the Demon King’s subjugation, when his weak companion passed away, Regia stopped purifying his body, which had been tainted by the battle, and chose death herself.

‘Rojinia, don’t cry. It was the limit anyway. I’m just going to see him. I’m happy that I could protect him, you, our child, and everyone living in the world.’

Little Loginia and Old Lady Loginia prayed together that Regia would safely reach her beloved’s arms.

‘No one can disturb his rest.’

Rosinia had no doubt that the evil forces of darkness would eventually melt away before the light.

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