Chapter 342 – 341. When the Waves Calm (7)

In the middle of the night.

Rest time after training of troops.

And Eleuod Pantalone.

He is currently having a drink while cracking open a glass of wine and pairing it with cheese.

With who?

With Arash, a long-time vassal.

Arash Kamanga returned to his original form from when he first became a cool-headed keut, and when he disappeared across time.

A trustworthy subordinate who could be trusted with anything. And Arash, who was also a friend.

Originally, he was supposed to be the same age as Eleuard, but he was forced to close a dimensional rift to resolve an incident that occurred on the Eastern Front, but his friend was sucked into it and has only now revealed himself.

“Arash, I’m feeling something these days.”

“Please speak, Your Excellency.”

“…I’m not a duke anymore. Tsk, the loyalty that has been passed down for generations has no meaning, so what’s the use of being a duke? I’m just a knight now.”

“Even so, you are my lord.”

Tsk.

Anyway, this is his personality.

How lucky he is to think that this personable and personable archer has served him for generations and remains loyal beyond time and space.

If you think about it, just as your daughter brought the Golden Sun with her, there is a breakthrough even in a world that is ruined and ruined like a dog. If there was neither the Golden Sun nor Arash, the situation would be many times more desperate than it is now.

“Anyway, I’ve been thinking about this lately. Two of my daughters are in love with a guy and are saying they like it. I want to hit that guy, Arash, Geumtaeyang, but the guy is so strong that I feel like I can’t hit him properly. “What do you think?”

Don’t know.

Arash also saw it from afar.

No matter how kind Arashra is, seeing others suffer(?) Is not an act of hostility, it’s closer to just being grumpy.

Of course, the funny thing is that even though Eleuard and Elizabeth launched an onslaught, they all bounced back with their fists without getting hurt, just like Marcus, who was a wizard, battle mage, and father without a single weapon.

“Well, I just have to think of it as a good experience and move on. Is there anything I can do about it?”

“Isn’t that what Clark is saying?”

“It seems like you’ve been through a lot of difficult things.”

It will be like that.

Well, from the time I was born, my skin was completely different from my father’s, my skin was black.

Those who laughed at him for being a mess, Marcus broke their heads and went around, even going overseas, killing them without answering questions.

He was so strong that no one could stop him, not even the [Chosen] Who borrowed God’s power and God’s servants who were chosen by God and accepted Essence.

It was all for his son, and because of that, no one ever said anything about Marcus being upset or anything.

If you spit it out, Marcus will immediately go to kill you.

How badly did they kill the child? It could not have been because the child was not mine after giving birth! As soon as someone said, Marcus didn’t allow any answer to that, to the point where he cut out the person’s tongue in broad daylight.

Sounds like a joke?

Not at all.

“…If you listen to what you say, it seems like you suffered quite a bit due to having a different skin color when you were young.”

In fact, it was a curse, and no one else knew about it and I myself was unaware of it.

So, for Clark, it was just a terrible nightmare from his childhood, and it would have made any human being tremble, but did his father’s efforts work?

My father’s extreme love, care, and teachings.

And the way he misses it, shows respect for it, has an unbroken heart, and cares for his friends, colleagues, and family…

At least, there was no point in Marcus spreading so much blood.

Nevertheless, the pain, discrimination, and persecution that occur in life would still remain.

Especially in this crazy world full of extraordinary things.

He gave true education to idiots by punishing them like idiots, or even killed them like Priam if they crossed the line. He was both a hero and a monster created by difficult times.

Of course, apart from that, he is a bastard who has two daughters who don’t hurt even if he looks at them.

“…It’s not that bad, I know that, but I never thought they’d take the sisters in pairs. Damn it!”

“…Well, wouldn’t it be okay as long as there is love?”

That was Arash’s opinion. Plus-

“Anyway, your opinion is right, Arash.”

Ilias, shrunk next to him, and Adramelech, hovering by his side in an equally shrunken form. And Eleuard, who was looking at her and her Arash alternately, chuckled and said playfully to Arash.

“Well, you act like you’re not interested, but in the end, you end up having a woman by your side.”

“Would you rather be the duke who beat up two girls during his school days?”

Eleuard, who countered by saying “Oh my gosh,” Gave it back and received it verbally, chuckled and acknowledged it. Well, it’s always talked about how he seduced two wives, but as a result, he had two daughters.

…

“But, the problem is that all the daughters born to those women belong to one man.”

“…Wasn’t there one more?”

Is it Edward?

Eleuard utters the name in a low voice.

Sore fingers.

And, in the end, he died.

“…Edward is dead. Because of the things that caused that damn massive reincarnation. And… Even so, Although he was not suitable as a successor at all.“

They could have just put him in a manor somewhere and told him to rot there for the rest of his life.

Although he was the legitimate son and legitimate son of the dukedom, his behavior was so lazy that you could not think of him as the child of a knight, and his pig-like fatness was not at all suitable for working as a knight. And how arrogant you are. Even though he was a brat who criticized Liz, he was a brat nonetheless.

Even if it meant confining him to a manor, he didn’t want to kill him with his own hands.

Of course, if Liz had been in the position, she was such a bastard that she would have been punished immediately.

At least he would have kept it alive until he died.

Until he died like that.

Eleuard feels regret, not regret, wondering if he should have acted sooner.

No matter how much of a bastard she was, a child was still a child.

“… She should have just been quickly thrown into the manor and left to fend for herself.”

“I’m sorry, Duke.”

“…Regret? Hmm, it’s just the old man’s tact. Unlike you, I’m old. Besides, All loyalty passed down from generation to generation was completely denied. Unlike you.“

“…”

“Once this is over, you too will be free.”

“Dismissal.”

“Ha! I’m not a duke anymore. And I have to retire now too. Anyway, I have a daughter who is more talented than me, and she’s following in the footsteps of a bigger person, and the Pantalone family name will be continued by Liz, and Liza.”

“If I’m free, then it’s also my freedom to choose, Your Excellency. So I’m having a drink with you right now, right?”

“Huh! That’s right.”

Arash smiled bitterly as he gave injections to his lord, Eleuard, who had aged differently than himself.

“It’s up to me to decide who I serve and who I work for. Well, more than anything, I asked Clark why not hire me! So I brought him in, and since he’s with the ladies, aren’t we always seeing each other anyway? Are you drinking and wondering about something? “Are you really?”

Haha! It’s been a while since I heard that harsh criticism. If you say that, I guess I’ve been feeling really low lately.”

“I’m glad you know.”

After all, who wouldn’t be angry and hurt when their boss tells them they aren’t needed at a job where they’ve worked their whole life? That’s what a Duke is.

You have 100 years left, and you have been loyal to the country for generations, but now they tell you that you don’t need it, tell you to go away, and call you a traitor. How can that not hurt you?

Of course Arash knows.

It is hard to imagine how great his sense of loss must be, as the duchy has come to an end in his own generation and there is no longer any reason to maintain it.

“…Tsk, I’ve held on to you for too long. Still, the plants that will continue the future are growing, so it’s only natural for the old trees to be cut down. Arash.”

“Yes, Your Excellency.”

“…Could you tell me about the prophecy you heard?”

A prophecy heard by Arash.

Before coming here, he visited the temple of the goddesses of fate to hear the explanation of the [Dream] He saw on his way back here, but when he arrived, the three goddesses of fate had already packed their bags, and [Nix] Was waiting there. He told me about his future path.

His own body was shattered, paving the way for those who followed him.
And, after that, the [Monster] Howled.

“I think you are nothing special to Clark, but it is a contractual relationship. Nothing more or less than that. Besides, Clark is not a member of the Holy Corps.”

“Me neither.”

“I know.”

Do you really think Clark is crying for you? In the first place, it was just a contract, and if he died, I would express my condolences, but I wouldn’t cry.

I guess it’s like that, Sacred Unit member’s [Comradeship]It doesn’t mean that.

Of course, judging by Eleuard talking about it, it is not Arash either.

Naturally, Arash narrowed his eyebrows slightly when he heard that.

So are you gay? This is said in a roundabout way, but it is something that men cannot help but be offended by.

“But are you kidding me like that?”

“Well, in what God says, is there really a being called a [Monster]?”

“…Isn’t it all relative?”

Arash said so about it. Despite his own death approaching, Arash remained calm.

“Even though you know you’re going to die, you still remain calm.”

“If I can save this country with my life, wouldn’t that be a glorious death?”

“…There is no meaning to a glorious death. It is just a way for the living to honor and honor the dead, and to boast that they survived.”

It is a process of regretting that I had died at that time, missing the dead, and packaging that terrible battle in a way that is pleasing to the public.

It falls apart and dies.

Even though it was his own death, this brave archer showed no fear of it.

I simply thought that dying while fighting was the fate of all warriors.

“What have you been doing in this world?”

“It wasn’t just one world, it was traveling around many worlds. It was asking for help and traveling around in response to the request for help.”

“Just say it to yourself.”

As expected, he is an old vassal of the family. Therefore, it was an article I could trust. It’s such a pity that he dies like that, that he dies in pieces…

…

Clark once said

“Even if you know that, you’re going to fight.”

“That’s right.”

“Tsk, yeah – your choice doesn’t change no matter what the situation is, so it’s fate.”

Adramelech was also listening in silence, and Arash was also smiling and drinking wine.

“…Choices don’t change, so it’s fate. Well, that’s true too. As expected, wizards are different.”

“He is a wizard, and before he was a being of the stars, he was a human being. He says it’s different now, but… Well, after seeing the [Darkness] He has, I actually feel like he’s more [Human].”

“…What does it mean to be humane?”

“Everyone has something they want to hide from everyone. And, there are memories they never want to look back on again.”

[Clarke] And [Kalos] Are completely different beings, and although they are the same being, their tendencies are opposite to each other, and the latter feels more difficult, so Eleuard can trust Clark.

If such a thing doesn’t exist…

That’s something they shouldn’t recognize.

Because it was Clark’s sister, [Mira] Who felt that way.

That is something that should never be recognized, that it is a monster.

When I mentioned it to Liz, she said she saw it right and was sternly warned not to look away from it in the future.

“…At least, as long as Clark is here, the star beings that follow him won’t eat us.”

“If there isn’t one…”

“Well, I don’t know what happened after that. Do you remember when Clark was isolated?”

Don’t know.

There was great chaos, with only Anna and herself struggling to help Clark.

An unprecedented and crazy incident that released the hydra’s poison.

How shocked I was to learn that it was the work of the gods. It was such a crazy incident that even Arash said, “This isn’t right,” And in the end, it was a crazy incident that ended up killing most of the main gods of Olympia who had brought in all the new recruits from Olympia to kill Clark.

“Then, I saw… Mira Dawn Bringer. What kind of face she had.”

I still remember.

…You guys, we’ll see.

The cold smile of a woman with sheep horns who was laughing coldly while doing this.

It was a coquettish smile so incredibly beautiful that any man would be fascinated by it, but Eleuard Pantalone was able to see that it was a mask, and that the monster beyond it was preparing to blow up this world.

That,

That should never happen.

“…”

“…And then I realized that it was Clark who was holding her leash, who was holding her leash, who was allowing her to be leashed, and who was following her. He was tying up that monster, and further tying up the things that followed that monster. “It’s a shackle.”

At least Clark has no hostility towards this world.

But…

He hates the world that is trying to kill him, and if the opportunity arises, if there are no more people [To love] Him, another [Monster] Will be released.

“…That sounds really scary.”

“…I’m telling you one thing. He’ll be our friend for as long as we live, at least as long as we don’t betray him first.”

“You mean while you’re alive?”

“It means you don’t know what your descendants will do.”

“Ah-“

“Think about what Iolaus is like after Alcaides the Great leaves.”

Because a tiger can produce a bastard.

“…After all, it hasn’t happened yet, has it?”

“…Yes, but that’s why we just have to prepare our minds for that one [Possibility]. With faith, we prepare for something that might happen. That’s our best.”

It’s a somewhat bloody and hopeless conversation. At least Adramelech was able to understand how insightful a duke of a country is, even while listening from the side.

But…

“…”

I can’t believe he died.

…

I think I should at least talk to Clark about this.

Did you think that way and take action?

“…Did you take medicine?”

I tried asking Clark for help, but the answer I got back was a pitiful kick.

…

No, what-

It’s not strange for him to say something like this, but…

What is it…

“Clarke, can you calm down and listen to Adramelech?”

“…Fuck me. I’ll listen.”

“…”

Ilias is also listening from the side, and looks at Clark, who is speaking harshly to Adramelech, and gives him a wink, saying that this is for the best.

Well, she must have been bothering Clark a little.

Looking at Ilias’ face, he’s behaving well so he doesn’t break her pot, because he basically hates these girls regardless of their actions right now.

Rather, wouldn’t it be a great thing just to listen to it like this?