Tale of the Fake Hero - Chapter 252



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Season 3: Episode 60

Second Step, Accompanying the Leading Payquerier (15)

[Shapel: Sir, we don’t have time!]

At that moment when everything was reaching its climax, the sound and the light that contained the sound came out through the Heavenly Wave, trembling and shaking.

It was… … a pattern.

It was the pattern and warmth of life.

It was a baptism that engraved a new pattern on the flesh bound by the curse, causing the old to pass away and become new.

[Florette: This is Black Rose, the primitives are incapacitated, no, annihilated!]

The melody was not a solo.

As new patterns spread throughout the world, the tearful sighs of those who returned to the light as darkness collapsed were covered with harmony.

It is said that the great wizard Rigwind shed tears for those bound by an ancient curse. The Thousand Waves of Death is the crystallization of the tears he shed throughout his life to lift that curse.

As the melody’s strands rippled and dyed the entire city, the darkness of the curse was burned away.

[Priest Silamine: Checking… … Success! The primordial curse is being neutralized!]

[Laminea: There are people alive! All the citizens who were turned into blood slaves seem to be dead… … but we can find the missing people from the first attack!]

[Brain Direction: Is it possible to specify coordinates… … .]

[Melene: I will try to awaken your consciousness so that you can connect to the Brain Heart Resonance Circle… … The second wave of enemies is landing… … ]

[Aydin: Any further sacrifice is meaningless. Your Majesty, please open a dimensional gate leading to the safe zone, starting from the southern army.]

[Brain Scent: Okay, I will do that… … .]

A ray of light from the brain fell across the city. It was a light that connected space and time, a passageway that led from the darkness of despair to the light of hope.

[Florette: The dimensional gate has opened! Move sequentially while protecting the missing and casualties!]

[Laminea: Aydin, the Red Lotus Corps will retreat after me. What’s the situation over there?]

[Aydin: The primitive army is being neutralized, and although the number of demons is large, there is still time before they reach the command center, so we can do it on our own. Please get out.]

[Laminea: Please take care of Kami.]

[Aydin: Don’t worry. I’ll somehow get you back alive.]

Only after it was confirmed that the situation was completely resolved did Vinessa open her mouth from the Thousand Waves. The members of the Blood Demon Corps cheered.

“Your performance was amazing, Master! When I get married later, will you sing the wedding song like that too?”

“Don’t mess with me. That’s right.”

“I’m serious.”

At that moment, when it seemed as if everything would be recorded brilliantly as a great achievement of Mahayana, despair struck.

Rupture… … A sword light that split the heavens and earth into purple ripples ran through the sky.

The sword’s light tore through the sky.

On that trajectory, the griffin and its riders were torn to pieces. Only Mate Alter Volvier managed to move his body.

“dismissal!”

All he could do was protect Setsunen Noiyuki, who was in a state of exhaustion in the center of .

They might have died together.

If only Vinessa hadn’t jumped up at that moment and blocked the slash aimed at Setsunen and Mate.

[Aeshir: What, what just happened?]

[Priest Silamine: What? The dimensional gate is closing!]

[Mate: This is Mate… … His Majesty has lost consciousness! The wound is deep, but what is this, the Dragon Clan’s super-fast regeneration isn’t working!]

[Balbray: You were already overdoing it. You were using three images at the same time.]

[Vinessa: The last dimensional gate is open now! Remaining forces, get out before it closes! The Brain Heart Resonance Circle will be shut off soon!]

[Aydin: Captain, hurry to the dimensional gate!]

Again, a horrific, sense-splitting tragedy struck, twisting and turning.

No one responded.

Structures that were inorganic and therefore incapable of reacting collapsed as they were shattered into countless pieces by the catastrophe.

Only Vinessa reacted.

Only Vinessa moved.

Vinessa moved hurriedly to block the special forces, but… … when the rupture’s devastating blow returned to the other side, Vinessa’s entire body was covered in blood and the blade was broken.

“T, Master… … !”

“Don’t come. Take Renault and Camilla and cross the dimensional gate.”

Vinesa felt the cold sweat mixing with the blood flowing through her body.

‘What on earth is going on… … .’

How long has it been since I felt this primal fear, this pressure that I would die if I looked away even once?

Chappelle… … .

That guy, who is skilled in close combat using the staff of the Osarius School, is at a speed where his limbs are torn off and he dies before he can even react.

‘It is possible for me to escape alone.’

Is the weapon a plain sword?

A sense of death takes over my whole body.

With chills that made my whole body tremble.

‘But if we do that, everyone left here will die. The enemy is that strong.’

What’s even stranger is… … Renault is shaking.

Rather than the trembling of fighting spirit just before battle, should I say it’s the feeling of bowing down in fear?

No matter what enemy he had faced so far, Renault had never acted like that.

‘Whatever the reason… … .’

In her final moments of life, Vinessa did not weave words of reassurance for her disciple.

“Ashir, it’s your turn now.”

Ashir, too, did not go against his master’s final wishes. He turned around with a single tear covering his smile that seemed ready to break.

“Thank you for guiding me so far… … .”

Camilla, who was approaching the dimensional gate in Aydin’s arms, could barely move her lips because she couldn’t believe what was happening at that moment.

“Sister, I need to help Vinessa… … .”

“No, you can’t. Can’t you feel it? Being there right now isn’t helping. It’s just a nuisance… … .”

“The dimensional gate is closing! Lord Asher, come here quickly!”

As the last of the people escaped through the final dimensional gate, the city was engulfed in silence.

It was not the silence of a no-man’s land.

The city, unbelievably, was shaking. It felt like it was crouching down, shivering. At the sound of someone’s footsteps.

“I swung it with the intent to kill everyone, but you could block it.”

Yeah, this guy is a prophet… … .

When Aydin first saw this guy in the Demon World, he thought the warrior had come to save him, so he wondered what it was…

The aura is similar to that of the Holy Swords Verumpeira and Fladimarte… … No, what is this aura that is so strong that it even makes those holy swords fade… … .

“Your reaction speed is genius. The fact that you unleashed the magical sword energy immediately after the blade broke is also a truly dazzling talent. As a tribute to those actions, I let your subordinates run away.”

“That would be an honor.”

“Look at you, fake. I fought so desperately, but instead of protecting you, everyone ran away and left you alone. Is this right?”

“Who the hell are you?”

“If you will join me, I will teach you all the truth. I will also give you eternal life. Will you not work together to restore this world to what it should have been?”

“Original appearance?”

“The weak and powerless are not ‘humans’ but ‘insects’ that deserve to be trampled by the strong.”

“I don’t know of any insects that walk on two legs. Well, I saw one recently.”

Vinessa suddenly remembered Camilla’s face, which was saluting her with a young and innocent smile, and Mizari’s face overlapping it.

“The weak do not try to gain power. Instead, they demand unconditional sacrifice from the strong and settle for a comfortable daily life. They comfort themselves with words that don’t make sense, such as ‘The power of the strong is natural because they are geniuses’ and ‘Effort is also talent’. Why should we sacrifice for such people?

The once empty city was now filled with demons, and they were all so terrified that they didn’t even think about coming near them.

That Rocktrigue Clan… … .

You’re saying you’re scared… … .

No, it wouldn’t be strange if all the demons were trembling in fear, since they brought the Necron and its blood relatives to cooperate with it.

“Power is a blessing, a status, and a symbol of diligence. Therefore, it is right for those who have power to reign. Just as those who work diligently in the summer reap the harvest in the fall. Those who work lazily in the summer, the weak, should starve and die.”

As soon as Vinessa tried to fart, a murderous aura overwhelmed the entire atmosphere.

“Once. Just once.”

The prophet did nothing.

“I will give you a chance. I will teach you the higher realms of your sword. I will help you become a greater being. Follow me.”

He simply placed his index finger on his lips, but with that action alone, Vinessa felt the murderous trembling of his fingertips.

“If I follow you, will those demons trample the world?”

“After I return the world to the way it should be, I will kill all those bastards with my own hands.”

“You have a knack for wrapping nonsense up in a plausible way.”

Vinesa lifted her head for a moment and looked up at the night sky.

As the city was engulfed in a storm of volcanic ash… … Through the gaps in the scattered volcanic ash, stars could be seen faintly illuminating the night sky.

The starlight is the light of mission, and Vinessa took the first form of the eleven-character diagram, the posture of peace, with her sword and scabbard broken and shattered.

“If a star doesn’t shine at midnight, who would call it a star?”

Well, now I will complete my mission here, in .

The 12th century troubles began here and ended here with the Lista Party.

That is why it is said that was given this nickname.

‘The city of beginning and end.’

Vinessa felt the nickname was truly meaningful and offered up her last prayers in her long life.

‘Leonard, please take care of my disciple.’

In the end, it ended up like this again… … The prophet smiled bitterly as he faced such a Vinessa.

Vinesa couldn’t figure it out.

In those eyes, where light and abyss were intertwined, the image of Vinessa was reflected, and at that moment the Prophet saw his old comrades superimposed upon him.

“Yeah, that’s your answer.”

Then… … Don’t suffer from the brainwashed direction of life like those fools, and just sleep for a while. I’ll wake you up again after I fix the world.

The last breath of the cross.

The resonance of the last life.

The moment the Prophet reached for the hilt of the True Sword, Yonniulan, the match was over.

“!”

It didn’t make any sense.

Before the unidentified force could overwhelm him, the lead Payqueer’s attack aimed at the prophet’s vital point.

Already, the moment he placed his hand on the hilt of the True Sword, his life was over in that split second before he could even react.

“Alcaeus would have been amazed if he had seen it.”

The tip of the sword stopped as if blocked by an invisible wall in front of the prophet’s vital spot.

Strictly speaking, it’s not blocked.

The movement that was trying to stab the vital point simply stopped because it no longer had the strength to do so.

“You are the first person to imitate that swordsmanship so closely.”

Because every joint and tendon… no, something more primal was severed.

Because the fang of the power of the True Sword, Yonniulan, was torn apart.

That’s right, the body and soul are connected.

“… … .”

Far away from here, in a world that had not yet been eaten by volcanic ash, the Sword of the Extreme Satellite, Renold, wept bitterly. Aeshir sensed his master’s death.

It was recorded in the book as follows:

August 5, 1671 AD. Vinessa Alter Renault disappears during the second siege of .