Chapter 342 – Inheritance

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With the world of Illenu being reconstructed in the dark, Cleon regained his sanity.

When he opens his eyes, he sees himself lying with his head resting on Emma’s lap her.

And, the missing Skeleton Swordsman and Zweihander stuck in the ground.

Only the figure of Dyurahan, who was looking at the Zweihander, was visible.

“Cleon! Are you out of your mind?”

Seeing Cleon open his eyes, Emma raised her voice, and Cleon nodded and stood up.

The training ground in the barracks is still full of sword tombstones, and Cleon, who learned everything from the vision the skeleton swordsman showed him, sorts out what he saw in his head.

Illenu, Alexios. Solina, Wilhelmina.

Countless people sacrificed in the intertwined and entangled struggle.

And-

Without clear criteria

The Exiled Church tried to bury everything in the gap of another dimension along with the word that it was a threat to the world.

Besides, at the end, he took his own life as if to take responsibility for it.

Thinking it was a group with no good feelings at all, Cleon stood up completely.

And, the black greatsword- no, approaches Dyurahan, who is looking at the magic-eating sword.

“Woke up, Magic Swordsman. How is it? Did you know a lot?”

“Yes. Mostly.”

Heed Cleon’s words. Dyurahan nodded.

Cleon looks at her and talks.

“…Are you Solina?”

“…”

Dullahan turned to face Cleon with his head in his hand.

“Why did you think so?”

“…Because I knew about the magic-eating sword. And…”

Cleon’s gaze moved from the top of Dullahhan’s neck to the hand she held in her hand.

“Because the eyes under that helmet were sad every time they saw that sword.”

“… I see. I didn’t even notice.”

After saying that, Dyurahan raised the head he was holding in his hand to the top of his neck.

Then, when the invisible magical thread closed the wound on her neck and took off the helmet, revealing her face her-

Solina’s face with beautiful platinum hair and blue eyes appeared.

It was pale because it had become undead, but it was no different from what existed in Reese’s memories of her.

However, seeing that there was a turquoise color in her eyes that the original Solina didn’t have, Cleon shut her mouth.

“Ahaha. From the look on her face of her, she seems to have noticed that I’m not just Solina.”

Cleon nods her head and calls her name her.

“…Wilhelmina, huh. Did you become one with Solina?”

“That’s right. Solina was blaming herself badly. Until the moment she became undead.”

Responsibility for not keeping the lease. And the fact that because he aimed for complete sealing, Alexios started to act, and also called the Exile Church and drove all the villagers to death.

It was as if her cursed Solina and denied her all her world.

Because everything went against her intentions her.

“It was dangerous for her to become an undead with her thoughts of denying herself. The divine magic she possesses could be reversed and cause an outrage. Just like a holy sword that goes out of control when a hero dies. .”

“… So, in order to restrain her, she and her became one.”

She nods and brushes her bangs.

There, the jewel, one of the three soul vessels possessed by the Rich Wilhelmina, whom she had seen in her memory of her, was embedded in her forehead of her.

“Then you-“

“Don’t worry. The owner of the body is Solina. There are two souls in this body. In terms of personality, I- Wilhelmina is a little more out there.”

At her words her, Cleon nodded her head as if he understood.

By any chance, she thought that Solina’s will her had disappeared as her body merged with Wilhelmina’s, but Wilhelmina was a good person as she saw in her memories of her.

“The reason I was able to retain my memories was not because I became undead by Illenu, the goddess of death, but because I was originally undead. I am not her creation her, so I am less subject to the laws of this world.”

“Hey… Then, are you saying that Dullahan and Cleon know what happened to us at the end?”

At that time, Cleon and Dyurahan looked at each other at the words of Emma, ​​the head maid who quietly approached Cleon.

Why didn’t Dyurahan directly tell Cleon and everyone about the past?

Also, did he try to seal the memories related to ‘death’, which is the most important thing to the undead including Emma, ​​so thoroughly?

It was now clear that it was to prevent the resurrection of Alexios.

Because of that, it became difficult for Cleon to talk about it, and he couldn’t know if it was really right about getting Illenu’s memories back.

“…Can’t you tell me? Cleon, Dullahan-san too.”

“…Sorry, Emma. For now, I want you to trust us. I’m sure there will come a time when it’s okay to get your memories back.”

When Cleon says that, Emma smiles kindly as she holds Cleon’s hand her.

“…It’s okay Cleon. Even if there’s something I can’t say, I- We believe in Cleon.”

“Miss Emma…”

… Her did not travel with her.

The Cleon in her memories of her and herself are different people.

The one who knows that is probably not the only one.

Emma, ​​somewhere, knows that better than anyone.

However, even so, the fundamental part of Cleon is not different, she believes Emma.

After Cleon nodded, he turned to Dullahan.

“Can I borrow this sword?”

“That test has already been completed by ‘him’. You are qualified, Magic Swordsman.”

Dullahan’s words remind Cleon of the skeleton swordsman – Reese.

The grudge he holds will also be no small compared to his younger sister his, Solinu.

Not only did he fail to protect the village, but in the process, he and his sister lost their lives.

The lump in his heart his that he had lost everything he had cherished as a mission and had to protect it was firmly rooted in his soul.

As a result, he became the guardian of the magic-eating sword.

Because he acknowledged himself, he showed me the memories of the past that he had kept.

There is only one reason for entrusting the magic-eating sword to Cleon, who saw that memory.

Instead of losing himself, he was waiting for someone to avenge him and his sister.

When Cleon puts his hand on the magic-eating sword-

For a long time, the magic-eating sword that ate away the grudge of the guards that permeated the ground had a vicious aura like a demonic sword.

As if inheriting all the grudges its owner had, he grabs the grip of the snarling sword and pulls it out of the ground.

Black energy flows out, and he tries to run wild.

Soon, as Cleon directed his magical energy toward the greatsword, the sword slowly began to stabilize.

Rather than saying that he tamed it… He must have read Cleon’s will contained in magic.

The answer Cleon gave after seeing the truth of the past told by Reese.

To completely subdue the vampire, Alexios.

As if, the magic-eating sword became docile, as if it would lend its strength until that wish was fulfilled.

Cleon turned the sword behind his back and looked back at Dyurahan.

“…Tell me. How can I stop Alexios from resurrecting… And completely annihilate him?”

“You saw that memory. Then, you also heard about how to completely kill vampires, right?”

At Dullahan’s words, Cleon nodded his head.

It is true that only vampires can completely kill vampires.

Vampires’ vampirism is not simply absorbing blood from the body and using it as their own nutrition and power.

As much as blood can be used as a powerful magical medium, it also has meanings other than transporting oxygen.

It is the essence closest to the source of life and soul.

In other words, for a vampire to drink blood was no different from interfering with the soul.

Either by simply sucking blood and stealing the soul’s freedom and making it a follower.

Share your own blood and become a member of the same class as yourself.

—And then, by absorbing all of the blood of the same kind and melting that power into oneself, the kindred is completely annihilated.

“…But, your body is Solina’s body. Wilhelmina. You can’t vampirize with that body, can you?”

“That’s right. You’re sharp, as expected, you’re a magic swordsman.”

When Dyurahan nodded at Cleon’s point, Cleon’s expression became subtle.

It’s the first time I’ve been praised, but isn’t it that I don’t have the means to vampirize after all?

“From far away, I can feel the aura of my people. They seem to be mixed, but their potential is great.”

“… A mixed race… Is it Peruluca!”

Wilhelmina’s words reminded Cleon of the Dhampir Peruluca he had met in the Wilderness of Thunder.

Illenu forcibly brought her to this place and separated from her companions her, but it was known that they were still alive through the power of the imprint.

“Peruruca… That’s the name of that tribe. You can feel the energy in the realm of the World Tree. That’s why they must have withdrawn from the wilderness.”

“…I see, I’m glad if you’re all right.”

Cleon sighed in relief at being able to hear the news of his comrade.

However, his expression his darkens as he recalls the fact that he has no means of contacting them.

“What’s wrong, Cleon?”

When Emma examines Cleon’s expression and asks a question, Cleon answers.

“… Obviously, it is true that she has a colleague who is a Dhampir, but… She has already finished a dangerous fight and headed elsewhere. It is also a problem that she has no means of contacting her, but even if she is contacted, she May I call you here?”

“What, do you care about that?”

At Dullahan’s words, Cleon looked at her quietly and spoke.

“Well, of course you don’t want your comrades in danger.”

“Like that. I’ll give it back to you.”

“…”

Hearing her Dullahan’s words of her, Cleon looks at her with a surprised expression as if he had eaten one of her.

“What are you so surprised about? In the same situation, would you stop because you didn’t want your life?”

“…No.”

Dyurahan answers Cleon with a smile as she puts her hand on her waist.

“Then, there’s no guarantee that other guys won’t be able to do what you can do. At least, the magic swordsman’s colleagues from other worlds I’ve seen seem like enough people to do that.”

Lyla, Beatrix, Emma… And Illenu from another world.

Obviously, if it were them, they might do that.

However, Peruluca and Sif were colleagues who had only recently met.

I’m not saying that they’re evil or that they aren’t true friends.

Are you willing to take the risk for yourself?

Looking at Cleon, who was still unsure, Dyurahan smiled bitterly.

“The Magic Swordsman-kun is very worried. Then, shall we make a bet with you?”

“…Betting?”

When Cleon looks at her at her sudden story her, Dyurahan nods her head and talks.

“Yes. If the magic swordsman-kun’s colleagues come to this world to save the magic swordsman-kun… Listen to what I want.”

“…What if that doesn’t happen?”

After hearing Cleon’s words, Dyurahan spoke with a grin.

“That’s not going to happen? And if that doesn’t happen, the magic swordsman-kun might have to stay here forever.”

“…”

“But if that happens, I’ll also do something that you want the magic swordsman to do. Isn’t it good?”

Cleon just sighs at her words.

“…Not really like that. I don’t even want to bet on my comrades’ hearts.”

“I am. Don’t take it so seriously. The magic swordsman-kun just needs to prepare while trusting his colleagues.”

Saying so, Dyurahan turned her body and looked towards her cathedral.

“… In order to vampirize her Illenu, she must be subdued.”

“That’s it. We’ve got the weapon, but there’s still something important left. Lich and Death Knight. Will the goddess’ two henchmen get in our way, or…”

“Persuade and make it on your side.”

Dyurahan nodded at Cleon’s words.

“First of all, let’s go back to the eastern tomb where the Death Knight is. She seems to have already half-sided with the Magic Swordsman-“

The moment Dyurahan said that and took a step, her step her.

Suddenly, the walls of the barracks training ground exploded

A fist engulfed in flames flies and blows away Dyurahan.

“Wilhelmina!?”

In an instant, Cleon pulls out the sword behind her back and finds the owner who blew Wilhelmina away.

There, stood a huge armor of flame-steel that looked to be twice Cleon’s height.

“Living Armor…!? How big is it…!”

Cleon, who instantly grasped its true identity her, looked over the living armor.

On that shoulder, I could see Lyla riding on it.

“Lyla!? What are you doing!”

“I’m here to steal you! Intruder!”

Layla raised her finger and pointed at Cleon, whose expression her looked ferocious enough to be considered venomous.

“In order to use the magic you showed me, it seems like you are needed… Be my familiar!”

“Ha!?”

Lila spits out words that don’t make sense.

Is it because of my mood that my face is red?

Inevitably, Cleon confronted Layla and the burning Living Armor, holding the magic-eating sword in his hand her.

“I need to calm down…!”

“A-are you fighting Lila?”

Emma looks at Cleon worriedly, but Cleon sends her eyes to Emma and tells her to stay away.

“If you don’t listen to me… I’ll burn it and make you undead!”