Chapter 503 – The Sky Is Always on My Side

A sculptural handsome man with curly brown hair. But his face was distorted with sadness and anger.

Could it be because of the corpse of an elf wearing holy clothes held in one hand? Or is it because he is stabbing the holy sword in his other hand into the heart of an evil spirit that is difficult to define?

What is certain, however, is that the scene unfolding before our eyes is the finale of Hero Rahim’s heroic story.

“What’s this…”

Rahim’s seal was not broken. It’s not that the academy’s deterrent function is broken. Like Rebecca said, there may still be some time left for that to happen.

It’s just that the stuffed truth from 300 years ago has come out from deep underground.

It wasn’t that there weren’t other students around, but everyone was keeping a considerable distance between them. It was rewarding for Iona to take control of the scene as acting chairman.

The problem is that it is too early to be reassured by that alone.

Rahim’s seal continued to expand. As if it’s trying to devour us.

“Everyone, keep your distance!”

I don’t know what it is, but there’s nothing good about being swallowed like this. I shouted at that thought… Getting out of this situation was not as easy as it sounds.

Time and space itself became distorted, our movements became slower, and we were getting closer than the distance between us increased.

Only then did I realize it. The seal that bound Rebecca’s mental body is targeting us this time. And it’s already too late to get out.

“What the fuck… !”

As soon as curses flowed from our throats, we were swallowed by the seal.

Wow-

A strange sensation as if swimming in dense water. All concepts would be distorted and weigh down my whole body.

But this seal wasn’t meant to harm us in the first place, so it’s just frustrating.

It was a moment when I was trying to control my distracting senses and prepare for what would happen after entering the seal.

Cooung.

With a small impact to my head, an unknown scene began to play out in front of my eyes.

It was a stuffed memory from 300 years ago.

***

“I will stop it!”

“Stop, Reinhardt!”

Reinhardt, the Iron Knight. A sword master whose shield skills are as excellent as his name.

As always, he was at the forefront and tried to block the attack, but was crushed with no time to resist.

“Flora! Recovery… !”

“I’m doing it! I’m doing it… It’s already too late…”

“What?”

Flora, the saint of cyclical life. As long as her healing arts didn’t die, she could revive any wound, no matter how severe.

In other words, there is nothing you can do about someone who is already dead.

The Knight of Steel, who had been with him on countless battlefields and even blocked the evil spirit’s blows several times, is dead. And that too in one blow.

Rahim, who had watched his death right in front of him, raised his trembling head and glared at the enemy in front of him.

A monster beyond recognition, clad in thick darkness like a robe, with writhing flesh inside. Rahim knew the name of the guy with the dried crown of a tree floating above his head.

A noble reign.

One day, among the evil spirits that invaded the continent of Aurelia all at once, they are the ones shrouded in mystery.

Unlike other evil gods, it is so rare that they engage in direct battle, so it is not properly known what kind of power they wield or what their tendencies are.

What is certain is that it deals with gravity. And it is an evil god so old and powerful that even fellow evil gods are afraid of it.

It was also the power of noble reign that killed Reinhardt instantly a moment ago. When he pointed his finger, an enormous amount of gravity must have been applied.

If Reinhardt couldn’t endure it once and was defeated, the same would be true for the rest.

Rebecca, who had made a cool-headed judgment as expected of a wizard, stopped the spell she was preparing for a moment and shouted.

“Come to your senses and everyone disperse! “You must not allow even one attack!”

“Tsk! Okay!”

“Yes!”

A colleague I had worked with for a long time passed away. There’s no way it’s not sad. However, the Hero Party is heroes who fight to seal all evil spirits and save this world.

Rahim and Flora both knew that now was the time to focus on the battle.

They try to turn their eyes away from the death of their comrade, who could not even leave a corpse behind, and pour out all their strength.

Rebecca, the Archmage, cast countless intermediate and advanced spells while hiding with Blink, and as if that wasn’t enough, she secretly began preliminary work on anti-magic spells.

Flora, the apostle of cyclical life, exploded the potential power of all party members, including herself, and suppressed the reaction with powerful healing techniques.

And Rahim. He was truly a hero himself, bearing the divine protection of all gods, holding and wielding divine power not permitted to humans in the form of a sword.

Although stability was lacking due to the absence of Reinhardt, the hero party’s potential was still strong.

Small magic that filled the space and attracted the attention of the noble ruler. In the meantime, the great magic that had been secretly cast was revealed.

The rules of the world are momentarily twisted. A flaming chain appears tearing through the air, entwining the noble reign and forcibly lowering its status.

The divinity contained in the body is shaken and immortality collapses. Rahim takes advantage of the opportunity and throws himself away.

Rahim, who demonstrated physical abilities far beyond those of humans thanks to the existing protection and assistance of Flora, held a holy sword wrapped in brilliance in his hands.

As it is a weapon created by the five good gods while risking their downfall, it cuts down the world with enormous divine power that even the evil gods cannot ignore.

Sigh-!

The darkness of the noble reign was torn apart, and the grotesque flesh was split into two. It was a fatal injury, but… The noble ruler waved his bony yet terrifying hand as if nothing was wrong.

With that one small gesture, the flame of the chain that wrapped around his entire body lost its strength and died out, and the fallen half of his body spewed out writhing flesh from its cross section, intertwining with each other and regenerating in an instant.

Next, the noble ruler slowly stretches out his palm.

Rahim and his party stayed far away to prevent them from being attacked as quickly as Reinhardt, but as if to ridicule such a decision, his noble reign greatly increased the scope of his power.

Although the power was reduced accordingly, it was enough to tie up Rahim and his group, who were constantly moving around.

Rebecca and Flora completely fell to the floor, and Rahim barely got up, but was unable to move properly.

However, unlike Reinhardt’s time, the noble ruler opened his mouth instead of killing him right away.

[It is vain and vain. Don’t you still know that your struggles are meaningless? The world is already heading towards destruction… No one will be able to stop this.]

An extremely ominous voice. The noble voice of the ruler, full of confidence and dignity, had power in itself.

If he had been the culprit, he would have immediately gouged out his eyes, pierced his ears, and turned to his noble ruler.

However, all those gathered here are heroes who fought on the front lines of humanity. Although the spirit is shaken, it does not lead to deterioration of the spirit.

However, it was natural to despair at the vast gap, no matter how strong one’s spirit was.

Because what they were carrying was not the life or death of individuals, but the fate of the continent of Aurelia.

“Shit…”

He took a kneeling stance, but Rahim, unable to do anything more, cursed and raised the holy sword again.

Even at this moment, I am struggling to somehow find a way out.

Did I realize something from that appearance? Flora smiles faintly and raises her divine power.

“Rahim. “You have to live.”

“Flora… ?”

Rahim turned around in confusion at the sound of his lover’s voice. However, Flora was already surrounded by an enormous divine power that she had never seen before.

Even for a saint, her power is excessive. Rahim knew full well what this was a sign of. Because it was a fairly common occurrence in this era.

Self-sacrifice spell.

The final sacred art of a high-ranking priest that burns his own soul and causes a single miracle.

For the first time, despair appeared on Rahim’s face when he realized what Flora was trying to do.

“Oh, no…”

“Rahim. My love.”

The divine power overflowing like an explosion temporarily pushes away the lofty power of reign. Thanks to this, Flora, who was able to move her body, said as she fell into Rahim’s arms.

“Do what you have to do.”

With those last words, a huge tree of light grows around Flora’s body. A giant tree that somehow resembles the World Tree begins to spread out its trunk and roots, winding its lofty reign.

[This… Cheeky. Did you know that you could control your destiny with just one life?]

That’s what she says, but the already solid body of the ruler seems stiff and difficult to move. He was even suppressed by a force much stronger than Rebecca’s great magic.

Now, I would be able to deal a real fatal blow to the noble ruler who was showing ridiculous regenerative abilities.

But Rahim couldn’t move. How many people are looking for a sword when their own lover is dying in his arms?

As if pushing Rahim’s back, Flora lifted her head with difficulty and kissed her.

And then he whispered it in a very low voice, as if it was so precious that he didn’t want anyone other than Rahim to hear it.

“I love you. “My warrior.”

“Ah.”

Flora breathed her last words. Holding his lover’s still warm corpse, Rahim lifted the holy sword.

So that Flora’s sacrifice is not wasted, so that she can remain a warrior as she said in her will, and so that her remaining one, Rebecca, can also be saved.

“Rebecca. “I’ll ask you to do the work later.”

“Rahim? “What are you thinking now?”

“… “I was always grateful.”

After a brief farewell to Rebecca, Rahim stood in front of a noble ruler who could not move.

Holding Flora’s body in one hand and her holy sword in the other.

“Did you say fate doesn’t change? Does not matter. At least it will be possible to postpone the end.”

[Hero. What are you trying to do?]

“A noble reign. “You need to sleep with me.”

[… If you stab me with that sword, we will definitely be sealed together. But how long can you, who are just a human, endure?]

“Forever.”

After answering briefly, his expression became distorted with sadness and anger.

“Because I am a warrior.”

Phew!

Rahim’s holy sword pierces the heart of the noble ruler.

And he prayed to the divine power of the five good gods residing in the holy sword. Ask him to place a seal that will last forever unless he breaks down.

Ugh-

The enormous divine power tied to the holy sword overflowed and enveloped Rahim and his noble reign.

It was the moment when the last evil spirit was sealed, and the entire process was replayed from the beginning.

“Indeed. “I understand now.”

Does this mean that time and space were distorted and the battles of that time were also stuffed? Of course, Rahim, who was at the center of it all, would have had to constantly watch the deaths of his friends and lovers.

It would be difficult for even a warrior to withstand the whispers of a noble ruler in such a state.

I nodded to myself for a moment. My eyes met something. At the same time as I had that thought, the battle scene being repeated for the second time suddenly shook and fell apart.

What appeared next was a dark space with nothing in it. At the center was the image of Rahim sealing his lofty reign, just as before.

However, if there is a difference… Rahim’s eyes looked very tired.

Like a person who has carried a heavy burden for hundreds of years.

“Ah.”

I realized it instinctively. That this is Rahim’s memory after his sealing. And the owner of the gaze I felt a moment ago… This is also what Rahim shows me.

“What on earth do you want from me?”

Even though I asked again, there was no answer. As if to first focus on the scene in front of you.