Chapter 439 – Closure (With Illustrations)

“Goddess?”

– Out of impatience, I ended up visiting such a secret space.

A voice that echoes the space.

The voice that gave me the mysterious experience of time stopping in the sanctuary was certain.

Even the incomparable divine energy was the same.

“···What’s going on?”

As a being who could convince him of the current situation appeared, Roman came to his senses, took a step closer to the goddess, and raised his voice.

“Lord Roman. Just in case, don’t go too far away.”

“We will protect you!”

Let Gleipnir and Rakshasa follow Roman and stay close together.

The ball of light moved gently left and right. Surprisingly, that appearance gives us confidence that he is smiling.

– Hehe. Indeed… He is loved even by Mugu. Don’t worry. I have no intention of harming your master.

The light stopped shaking.

The voice rang out again.

– Since I can’t go on here for a long time, I’ll try to be as concise as possible. Will you listen?

“Hmm…”

It wasn’t coercion. Surprisingly, the attitude of asking if you can listen.

Roman scratched his chin and looked from side to side.

Gleipnir and Rakshasa, who were waiting for the decision, were just looking at themselves blankly.

Roman smiled and placed his hands on their heads and answered.

“I will listen.”

The goddess waved her thanks and continued her business.

– Past. Since she had no certainty or answers in her seemingly insignificant future, she asked me to keep my child in the sanctuary.

“Yes. I remember hearing that a great crisis was coming when I was with them.”

-···There is a problem with that.

“What’s the problem?”

– ···.

Silence.

Gods also have internal conflicts just like lower-level humans.

Roman was the first to feel that sentiment.

– Even if he is a god, he is not a perfect being. You can’t expect everything.

“I see.”

It somehow feels like I’m trying to cut corners. Roman nodded his head.

– Among the children created by my hands, there are beings that my eyes cannot reach for special reasons. Even though she had not mastered black magic.

Are they waiting for me to voluntarily give an answer?

Roman, who was looking at the light fluttering here and there like a candle, suddenly spoke out the answer that came to his mind.

“···By any chance, are they my lovers?”

– Okay. Originally it was only faintly visible, but… Your power has grown so much. In a short period of time, a power that far exceeds the level assumed is coloring the surroundings.

“Even if you call it a problematic act, I can’t take anything back.”

Even if it was possible to turn it back, I made it clear that I had no intention of doing so.

Roman’s expression hardened.

– I have absolutely no intention of doing that. I swear in the name of God. Plus, there’s nothing I can do about those kids because they’re completely out of my hands.

“What on earth is the point?”

There is a moment of silence as Roman reacts sharply.

– ···Even the child who was my favorite had no future in my eyes.

“···.”

The goddess spoke as if she were lamenting, in a voice that anyone could tell was tired.

Roman, who heard the content, was speechless because it reminded him of something.

– A person called God must seem incompetent. But this position is not free. I want you to know that he has more limitations than anyone else.

Lament pouring here and there.

Roman also knows this because he heard it from Musin. The creators responsible for the world are entangled in complex constraints.

“Can I ask you one thing about the saint?”

– Speak.

“Did you do anything to make me like you or have special feelings for you?”

– No action has yet been taken. That’s a dangerous thing that will cost me my existence. That cannot be done in a time like now when we need to accumulate strength.

“You were trying to do something. Not yet…”

As Roman’s eyes narrowed in suspicion.

The light moved up and down, sending a positive signal.

-Didn’t she mentions a reward for protecting the child? If the dimension with the demons is cut off or contracted, then I can use my power at a certain level of sacrifice.

“Did you even try to give me a saint?”

– Yes. I will keep my promise.

“It’s not the promise that’s important… But what reward is a human relationship that has been forcibly twisted?”

When Roman’s voice changed into a pleading tone, she felt that the goddess was embarrassed.

Peeing -!

A sharp sound that rings out of nowhere.

Everyone’s heads turned to one side and a woman appeared through the cut-out space.

“It’s frustrating. It’s frustrating. It’s a waste of time and I can’t watch it because it’s boring.”

“What…”

A woman with long black hair covering her eyes with a cloth.

Roman’s eyes widened at her unannounced visit.

“Oh, no. There’s nothing to be surprised about. I felt like the fire was going to explode at this rate, so I just took her steps.”

“Are you trying to interpret what I really mean?”

In response to Roman’s question, Musin moved her head toward Rakshasa and Gleipnir.

The corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she walked next to her ball of light.

“Listen, those who take on the role of creation without ever living a mortal life often go astray like this.”

– ···.

“We try to understand the life of a creature, but it produces results like this at important moments. Even now, you don’t know what the problem is.”

– I apologize if there was anything that made you feel uncomfortable… I’m sorry.

“···No.”

Since he said he had no malicious intent and really didn’t know, Roman had no intention of questioning it either.

“In a way, gods are generals. They must deploy a limited number of soldiers to prevent external invasions. Additionally, the quality and quantity of soldiers each god has varies greatly.”

“That’s easy to understand.”

Musin twirled the sword on his belt and pointed at Roman.

“Ah, you have built a perfect image and have shown growth beyond what this god expected. You have begun to create soldiers who desert by influencing them rather than just deviating from their command.

“Hmm…”

Even though I wasn’t aiming for it, the word deserter still made me uncomfortable.

Next.

The goddess opened her mouth at the urging of the military god to say it quickly if she had something to say.

– It’s a kid. Depending on your actions, the crisis that would face the saint’s future disappeared and reappeared repeatedly. Now I can’t even figure that out.

“So what should I do? Are you asking me to keep protecting you?”

-···Do whatever your heart desires. Our intentions are in agreement, so that’s all.

I wonder if the crisis that was expected for the saint may now come.

Did the crisis evaporate because Roman decided to deal with someone?

From the goddess’s perspective, she could not be sure of anything.

– Can I say one last thing?

“Yes.”

-I just want her to feel a little pitiful and pitiful for that child. Because of my incompetence, she always gave that child a hard time.

“I will consider it.”

I understood what you wanted to convey.

When Roman looked down at her, the light went down one level and floated slowly.

– I’m a little tired…

“It’s a sight to behold. I’ve never seen a god so weak before.”

Musin smiled in bewilderment and looked at the goddess floating as if she was sticking to the floor.

“So.”

– ?

“Hmm?”

When Roman opened his mouth, the eyes of the god and goddess were focused.

“How long will you be here?”

– ···.

“···.”

Roman pointed to the gap created by Musin with her finger.

“If you’re done with your business, please leave.”

··

··

When the warrior god and goddess with dissatisfied faces disappeared after being greeted by a wedding guest.

Roman showed doubt.

“It’s strange. Is it because my level is still low?”

“Do you have any concerns? Please tell this Rakshasa.”

“It’s not that big of a deal. I have to ask for permission to enter the images of War God or Gleipnir… But those two come and go as they please.”

When Roman asked if it was simply a difference in rank, Raksha covered his mouth with his sleeve and giggled.

“Kuhuhu… That’s because I haven’t closed off my mental image.”

“Close your imagination?”

“That’s right. Even if there was any problem, this Rakshasa and Nir would have protected it.”

“Just trust us!”

Roman looked up while gently stroking the heads of Gleipnir and Rakshasa.

The black ceiling with something dark and red flickering is familiar. The feeling that if you want to do something, you can do it.

“Lord Roman. Do you remember pulling out this Rakshasa recently?”

“···Not since we met. Sorry.”

I thought I was going to say that I was disappointed by the favoritism.

But it can’t be helped. Even during training, Gleipnir is the main focus.

By adjusting the weight, you can create situations without having to hang the sword, so there is no need to take out a Rakshasa that consumes excessive mana.

“Lord Roman, you are wrong.”

“Huh?”

“This Rakshasa is no longer a borrowed form. Why are you worried about its power being used up even though you have become its complete owner?”

“···.”

Simply call it, and you will be able to use it as easily as Gleipnir.

Saying those words, the Rakshachal held out the sword sheath in his arms to Roman.

“Please listen.”

“Pull it from here?”

“I was planning to ask you sometime, but now is the right time. I will change my appearance, so it’s enough if you give me strength.”

Even if the words were vague, the message conveyed by Rakshasa was conveyed accurately to Roman.

The true form of the weapon is not the shape of a living creature, but the weapon itself. In order to transform the true form of a human being, not the visible form, the owner’s permission and power are required.

Rather than being the shape of a weapon that was refined in the past by Musin, Rakshasa is trying to change into an image that is imbued with Roman influence, even from the body to the shape of the sword.

“While I’m at it, I’ll also close the mental image. It’s a temporary solution, but it will have enough power.”

“···Is that possible?”

“It is possible because there is Nir whose power is at a different level.”

Let’s turn to Roman’s gaze.

Gleipnir smiled brightly in his arms as if he was embarrassed.

“Nir. Will you help me?”

“Yes!”

It started with Roman infusing mana into the scabbard of the Rakshasa.

“Geonganjeong (乾降精), Gonwonryeong (坤援靈), Sun and Moon Sang (日月象), Gangjeonhyeong (岡澶形).”

The blade was pulled out of the scabbard by itself at the sound of the Rakshasa reciting.

The shape changed and began to emit black light.

“Hwiroejeon, Unhyeonjwa, Chusanak, Hyeonchamjeong.”

A constellation was engraved on the blackened blade with bright yellow dots connected to each other.

“The blade is engraved with 28 constellations representing the four directions and imbued with spiritual energy. The energy of pure yang will cut down evil spirits and ward off disaster.”

The Rakshasa completely shed the shell created by the martial god and transformed into the form of the Four Swords.

‘This is…’

Can it be compared to the holy sword of legend?

I feel holiness.

Deep!

Let Roman follow his instinct and plunge the sword into the bottom of the image.

Changes began to occur in the space where there was nothing but dark red light.

Kugugu ㅡ!!

With a roar, a cliff-like shape appears.

The sword that had been stabbed began to grow in size.

“Nir.”

“I’ll do it now!”

Let the Rakshasa take out the amulet from his stretched sleeve and send a signal with his voice.

Gleipnir spewed out chains.

A thick chain makes a clang sound, binding the sain sword in place.

It ended with the amulet thrown by the Rakshasa falling into place.

“Kuhuhu… It’s perfect. Now it’s impossible to carelessly observe Lord Roman’s image.”

“Master! Did we do well?”

Roman, who had been frozen in shock, came to his senses when Gleipnir rushed into his arms.

“Thank you. Didn’t I use a lot of effort?”

“Hehe… It’s okay.”

“This Rakshasa also wants worthy praise.”

To some, it was a very hideous image.

A space that provides comfort only to those who have permission.

Roman was able to come out of his mental state only after playing with the two struggling mugs for a while.