Chapter 162 – The Throne

000

When Cleon opened his eyes again, it was about 10 minutes after he lost consciousness.

Although her body returned to normal thanks to Rubera, who was connected by imprinting again, and she accelerated her recovery by pouring her own physical strength and magic power into it.

Even so, I couldn’t completely erase the fatigue of the last few days, as if the price of moving my body without rest came.

When you try to raise a heavy upper body, you feel a soft sensation at the side of your head-

“…You can sleep a little longer. Flarous also said that there are things to prepare for the talk.”

And a low yet gentle voice.

At some point Ruba, who had changed her clothes her, was lying on her knees on her bed with Cleon’s head resting on her lap her.

“…Then, shall we do that…”

Cleon closed her eyes as she said that, and Luvera raised her hand slightly on Cleon’s forehead of hers, raising the corner of her mouth of hers.

“…Flaus said that the Demiurge’s factor inside you reacted with the devil’s curse and opened your eyes for a moment.”

“Is there anything left after returning it to Beatrix…”

The next moment, Cleon suddenly opened his eyes with a ‘yeop’sound as he felt his nose his tightly gripped.

There, Rubera was looking down at Cleon with her supposedly solemn expression on her face.

She said, “I hear you struggled a lot at the academy… But you’re quite dedicated here too. More so than most brave men.”

At her words her, Cleon shut his mouth.

As Ruba said, Cleon’s original purpose was to find traces of Lesia.

For his sake his, he cooperated with Amelia, including Aurelia, but it felt like he was moving by throwing himself more than any of his collaborators her.

“… Just do what you can.”

“You always seem to be working for your own ends, but in the process you’re trying to find the right path. If you want, you could take the easy path of taking everything with force.”

“That’s more suitable for a magic swordsman.”

Luvera saw Cleon’s wry smile her and shut her mouth for a moment, then she continued the story.

“But, I don’t think it suits Cleon.”

“I’m surprised. You said that.”

When Lubera, who always scolds herself for herself, spits out such a story, Cleon replies.

But after hearing Cleon’s words of her, Ruba did not change her expression of her.

“That’s right. Even if you do that, it’s probably on your side that you can’t stand it.”

“…”

“A magic swordsman gains strength from negative emotions. However, you restrain yourself in order not to deviate from the ‘right way’. In order to continue the relationship with important people. And by pursuing her her hero her, Lesia. So that she would not be ashamed of herself.”

As Galatea always tells him, Cleon ruminates on the fact that he is a ‘soft person’.

“Even if you have the power to dominate people, choosing to stand next to them is not an easy task. As always, power easily corrupts people.”

“…Are you praising me?”

At Cleon’s mysterious expression her, Ruba turns her head away. However, it was seen that the part of her ear where her hair was hanging was red.

“Yes… The reason I gave you my heart. That’s why.”

“… Lubera.”

“Be quiet as I am talking.”

Soon, Ruba turned her face back to Cleon. Her face her was still red, but her voice her seemed to come out of her throat as if she was a little struggling with what to say.

There was a little bit of fear in her eyes. She blended into the gaze of Cleon. But it wasn’t the fear of Cleon.

She was afraid of the fact that while she was by Cleon’s side of her, she could n’t do anything of her own for him.

`Ah. I see.`

Cleon understood a little bit.

She, the demonic figure of Cleon she had just seen, stuck in her mind her.

If there is no darkness in the heart, the demonic sword will not appear. If Cleon had been a perfect ‘good man’, Galatea would not have appeared.

Cleon only came this far by suppressing and suppressing all the dark desires within himself.

Darkness is power, but more power than necessary only creates discord.

She said that she forgave her, but the hurt doesn’t go away easily.

She said she did not hold grudges, but the fire of anger is not easily quenched.

The betrayal, the contempt, and the hatred were all kept and the lid was closed.

Over time, the wounds will heal, and the fire will fade.

His feelings for the women he loves and his sense of duty towards the things he needs to protect will make him that way.

However. It seemed that time was not enough.

If someone opens the lid from the outside.

When the chains of reason are broken, darkness takes shape and engulfs Cleon.

It reacts with the Demiurge factor within her and turns herself into a demon.

But, even when she has reason, if she can control that power.

If you accept the darkness and get out of the way and be reborn as a true magic swordsman in order to walk the apostle.

Little by little, like a turtle crawling, it is not a way to turn around.

Even if it is a thorny path, if you can walk in a straight line, how quickly will you achieve your goal?

“Cleon. I don’t know what others will think… But, if you…

As Ruba was about to tell her next story, Cleon stood up.

When she suddenly raised her upper body, she was a little startled, but when Cleon took her hand her, she hesitated a little but took her hand her.

“Thank you. Rubera. But, I don’t do things like that.”

“…That’s right. That’s right. You have a purpose to pursue the light called Lesia.”

Cleon answered while looking at Ruba, neither denying nor affirming.

“To me right now, everyone is as precious as Lecia. I can’t betray everyone like that.”

“…Cleon.”

“Someday, there may come a day when we have to choose. Like the others who followed Lesia. Like Talchek and Sophia.”

Talchek gave up everything else for Lesia.

Sophia gave up Lesia for everything else in her life her.

“I’m not giving up on either side. I promised.”

The Quon-future image of her appeared in her mind.

The promise with Talcheq and the promise with Sophia. All, it was important.

“I will. I will meet Lecia again without abandoning my path. And, I will introduce everyone I have met to her. Talchek has a wonderful daughter. Mr. Esca has become the pope. I also have a colleague, her family. That there is.”

By saying that, Cleon puts a lid on his darkness once again.

It is impossible to completely abandon it. Because you are human.

It was for the same reason that I dared to choose the path of suffering.

“Really, a soft person…”

As if Ruba couldn’t help it, she smiled bitterly.

It must have looked like Cleon’s.

001

“Is the romantic story that far?”

The next moment, Florous’s voice was heard.

She was in a state of smirking as she watched the unfamiliar scene between the two.

Unlike before, they were all properly dressed, but they were not wearing masks on their eyes.

“Okay. Then—Now, can I ask you a number of questions?”

“Ah, of course. I’ve been paid enough. I’ll let this guide tell me as much as possible.”

Floraus grinned and snapped his fingers.

The appearance of the space that covers the surroundings has changed.

Obviously, the body could be seen inside the tent. However, as the illusion is shown through projection magic on the inner fabric of the tent.

The three of them were floating in the night sky.

The big moon embroidering the blue drawing paper and the twinkling starlight. Where the Milky Way connects, silvery water seemed to flow.

“Isn’t that a pretty sight?”

When Flarous spoke in a smug manner, Cleon and Lubera nodded as well. It was a landscape that both of them liked, so I had no intention of denying it.

“…Yeah. But, why are you showing me this all of a sudden?”

“Whoops…”

As she moves her finger, the scenery around her slowly changes. Moving upward, as if rising upward, it was heading upwards across the sky if you looked closely.

“Because we have to talk about the throne.”

“…Throne.”

Words from the story before entering the tent.

Ishtal said that he was aiming to usurp the throne.

Generally speaking, what can be called a throne on this continent now is the throne of a ‘kingdom’.

If they say that they are working in the royal capital to seize it, and that they are aiming to summon Demiurge, there may be some truth.

But it was true that there was a sense of incongruity.

In order to occupy the ‘throne of the barely human’, descend the great devil kingdom who ruled the world in the past?

The black battle, which was the residual thought of the ancients, tried to reset the world by summoning Lesia, a calamity called the golden comet, with it.

He had a vague feeling that there was something deeper going on.

“Be careful, you might be a little blinded.”

The moment after Flarous said that, a completely new scene unfolded in front of the three of them.

Blue Star- If you go further up from where they were just now, there is a pedestal that looks like the hot shining sun.

On top of a marble-like pedestal with intricate patterns intertwined with crowns and lotus motifs, there was a stone statue of a girl with cracks all over her body with wings of light behind her back her.

“This…”

Cleon’s heart beats fast. Why? She seemed to have seen her before.

It was a stone statue with no color, so I could only see the overall appearance.

Appearing to be a mid-teen girl with her long hair and beautiful face, she hardly looked human.

“This is the throne.”

When Flarous spoke, Cleon responded in bewilderment.

“…This pedestal…? A metaphor for what?”

“It’s not a metaphor. Of course, it’s a spiritual image that doesn’t exist physically. She is a being called ‘The Will of the Star’ by those who know her.”

Star will. It is the source of all life in this world. A being who has led the stars across the primordial world and the inherited world.

All existing gods are beings created by her sense of touch her, her spirit her, endowed with her divinity her, and ultimately result in her her.

In order to protect the world, he prepared an adversary and created dragons, so it is not enough to be called a true ‘god’.

“The throne is the place where the one who creates the providence of the world is located. The will of the stars – to be precise. This 4th world, The throne master ofNemeaSpeaks of its status itself.”

“Are you trying to say that Ishtal is aiming for God’s seat?”

When Cleon said something bewildering, Flarous smiled and nodded her head.

“…That’s the stupidest story I’ve ever heard. She’s both human and demon. Now she’s about to become a god?”

Rubera’s pointed words pointed at Florous, but she just replied as if she didn’t care.

“That’s right. It sounds impossible. Possible is the subtlety of this world.”

When Flarous snapped his fingers again and pointed at Cleon, the surroundings turned into a black night sky once more.

“Everyone has the possibility. The possibility itself. When we look at the world, there are limited ways for us, who are no different from an ant, to become the gods of the world. Because we are ultimately bound by the providence created by the Creator. Because.”

“…”

“You’re making a difficult face. I know. It’s all an abstract story. Then let’s talk briefly. It’s an explanation of how to become a god. In order to build a new stone statue on top of the pedestal we saw earlier, what should I do?”

At Flarous’s words, Cleon pondered for a while before answering.

“Break the stone statue.”

“That’s right. A stone statue is the will of the stars. That is, this world itself. This world created and maintained by the will of the stars through their will and providence. In order to destroy it, it is to color the world with their own will. . Or, destroy everything but yourself.”

At her words, Cleon recalls the story of the Black Battle.

Destroy and reset the world with a golden comet. And, the world of us (the ancients of the primitive world) is painted over.

“Was it like that…!”

“In history, there are countless people who have done the same thing. Even the great wars waged by humans in the primeval world were fights to occupy the throne. It ended in a battle without a winner, and the throne remains unchanged, and the The Nemean era continues.”

When Flarous clenched his fists, the illusions that had spread were converged.

“…How do you know these things?”

“We, the Megiddo family, inherited the will of those who noticed the existence of the throne in the primordial world. That’s why they were called the guides of the throne. Of course. It seems that he hoped to end it with his own hands and find a human to occupy the throne among us.”

After answering Cleon’s question, Flarous looked at the dizzy Rubera and Cleon and fell silent for a moment.

Soon, Cleon, who has organized his thoughts her to some extent, opens his mouth her.

“In other words. The purpose of Ishtal is to summon Demiurge and use it as a force to destroy the world.”

“You’re new… It’s about becoming the will of the stars.”

“Simply put, it will be like that. I don’t know why I thought that far, but I never told you this story. I want to know how.”

Flarous speaks as if he is troubled.

“… Why did you fall out of her with her?”

“Don’t you think the world he creates will be better than the current one?

When Flarous answered Luvera’s question, Cleon spoke as if he had suddenly remembered something.

“…Is the adversary a system to protect the ‘throne’, not the ‘world’?”

“To reach that conclusion on your own is amazing? Well. Doing the exact opposite of what is generally judged ‘right’ in the world is the quickest way to destroy this world. Opponents appear against such people. It only seems to be a good existence… The golden comet, the representative opponent, has such a high output that it seems difficult to handle even with the will of the stars.”

Cleon’s face contorted in an instant.

In other words. Lesia was being used as a defense mechanism to protect the world because of the will of the stars.

Although she doesn’t know why she was banished from the world, she was put in such a situation.

“No-I see. She was originally the opponent of the ‘Demon Sword Emperor’. That means, the Demon Sword Emperor is also-“

“Ohhh. That’s right. That’s right. He’s the one who started a war aiming for the throne.”

“My head hurts. Next to the devil… Is it God?”

“If Ishtal succeeds in summoning Demiurge… Will it really be able to usurp the throne? In the end, an adversary will appear.”

When Cleon asked such a question, Floraus nodded his head with a serious face he hadn’t seen before.

“As for Nemea. It’s weak. I can’t imagine how difficult it is to create the world. I’ve done it twice. Besides, I often create opponents because of those who want to destroy the world. Every time I use up my strength..”

“Are you saying that the Creator’s power isn’t infinite?”

“That’s right. Even if Ishtal fails, she’s already near her limit her. So. She’ll have trouble with Nemea if she does n’t save even a little bit of her strength her.”

“So, in order to stop her, break up with her. She’s enmity with her.”

At Cleon’s words, Floraus nodded his head.

“I understand her purpose of Ishtar…And why we must stop her.”

“Yes. That was enough for the price, right? This is the secret leading to the origin of the world.”

“One more.”

As Florous erases her vision, Cleon calls to her to stop.

“How can we free the humans who have become opponents and restore them to their original state?”

“…”

Florous quietly looks at Cleon. His eyes were still looking straight at Florous.

“Cleon. Since you’re a kind person, I don’t think you’ll do anything stupid. So, I’ll tell you.”

Florous once again shows the vision of the pedestal.

And, the other side of ‘Nemea’ that I couldn’t see before.

There, I saw the figure of ‘a woman wearing armor and holding a holy sword’ connected to Nemea.

Who it was, Cleon knew at once.

“You just have to break the stone statue.”

002

When Cleon, Rubera, and Flarous came out of the tent, Galatea lay Amelia on her lap her, staring at her bonfire her.

Gray, who has been walking around for a while, also sits quietly, yawning.

“It’s finally here. It’s taken so long.”

So said Galatea, after quietly entrusting her Amelia to Rubera, she went up to Cleon and kissed her on the cheek.

“Sorry. It took longer than expected.”

Cleon smiled bitterly and took Galatea’s hand her, and at the same time, Galatea returned to her sword form and was stored in her waistband her.

“Caliburn.”

Caliburn, too, when her name was called, took the form of a sword as she slept and flew slowly toward Cleon.

[The story told inside. It has also been passed on to me.]

[Is it…]

[…

“…I will carry her back to the tower. Cleon, you must rest too.”

“Okay.”

“Today’s search was so-so. The first half was fun, but the second half…”

When Gray said that, Ruba seemed a little annoyed.

“You go home on your own.”

“That, that’s too much…”

The party slowly steps away from Florous.

She can’t get out of here To protect her remains her, she was here because she lodged both soul and body.

“Cleon.”

Flarous called Cleon by name.

There was no composure or playfulness in her eyes.

He was looking at Cleon with a serious face.

“Ishtal… Take good care of me.”

“…Okay.”

She swallowed many words, and she left him a favor.