In the usual heroic saga, after the protagonist fights to defeat a terrible opponent, the story should come to an end, and everything ends happily and peacefully.

But in reality, victory or defeat is not so absolute, and the victory of a battle does not mean that everything is over.

The combined forces of Suomir and the Church were able to defeat the 50,000-strong Imperial Army and kill Prince Nigsun, who was stubborn and unwilling to surrender.

But this force was only a tenth of the great Padrossi Imperial Army.

The losses were by no means negligible, but they were far from the point where Sigsumond I could withdraw his troops.

In the words of Heimer-Heinzwill, the commander-in-chief of the holy alliance between Suomir and Yetinazon, "The victory in this battle was much more symbolic than practical. ”

He seemed very calm, or rather more so than before. Many acquaintances say that he has changed, and that after the conflict at the end of 1340 and his return from exile, Hemirin, who opened his eyes again in Aurora, is no longer the same person he used to be.

People tend to mature because of something, and this kind of unforgettable memory is especially significant. He has never been a person who is good at expressing his emotions in words, because of his growth environment, his style of action has always been more realistic than idealistic.

He couldn't see the future, and he couldn't expect anything from a human being. Because he has seen far more dark sides than light since he was a child, how low the bottom line of human nature is, because some things that are actually not a big deal can evolve into bad consequences, he has seen too much.

Hymirinin was a pessimist. He always prepared for the worst for everything, and fate made it happen, and everything always happened according to his worst intentions.

"I am a person who cannot be happy. ”

"You know, when I was 19 years old and found out that Crown Prince Hermes was my father, the first emotion that filled my mind was not joy. ”

"Looking at his guilt-filled and loving face, all I could think was, 'It's too good to be true.'" ”

"Now that I think about it, I may have come to the conclusion in my heart that this man is not trustworthy, and that his glorious and loving side is false. So when all of this was finally verified, I even felt a sense of relief that it was so. ”

"What the hell have I done, Sanya. ”

"It's not your fault, people who have been shrouded in malice for a long time will end up with a hard time believing even the kindness they have. To think that all people have a dark history that no one knows is to approach themselves with ulterior motives. ”

"Like a hedgehog that erects spikes on a wolf and a rabbit equally. ”

"You're just....... Pushed by life, it became like this. ”

"But I'm sorry for him, Sanya. ”

"He may have hurt my mother, and he may have taken over all of his work out of guilt. ”

"But that's my father. ”

"Because of my lack of self-confidence, I couldn't believe that this was really the person I was looking for. I kept my distance from him at all times, and even felt a sense of relief when it came to proving that he did have a bad past. I feel that my conjecture has always been correct, and I want to draw a line like this. ”

"That's not Rausch's integrity. He said, "It's just cowardice. ”

"Because everything deteriorates, it's better to keep your distance from the beginning than to believe in disappointment. ”

"There can be no betrayal without trust. It was this practice that prevented me from even saying goodbye to my father at the end. ”

"Emperor Sigsumond, my noble grandfather's superstitious hatred is perhaps incomprehensible. But the one who really hurt him the most was me. ”

"He spent his life atonement for the sins he had committed, and he tried his best to make amends, while I just held on to his past mistakes and used them as a reason to confront him. Admittedly, I could find many reasons to explain it, but at the end of the day, it's just that I'm trying to distance myself from 'imperfect people'. ”

"Me. ”

"Just a coward, Sanya. ”

"I keep saying that I want to find happiness, but in the end, I don't touch it for fear of getting hurt and keep my distance. I can't be you after all, I can't always have hope in the world like you, I can only see the worst side of things, and even deliberately seek out these sides to prove my opinion. ”

"I can't see tomorrow because I've done everything I can just to survive today. ”

"......." she was silent, just quietly listening.

"But I have something I can do. ”

"It's because I'm always prepared for the worst that I've been able to lead them through this difficult time. ”

"This is Crown Prince Hermes—no. ”

"What my father, Hamils, left behind, as a father can give his son the last gift. ”

"He doesn't care what his reputation will become. ”

"How ironic, I waited until after he died to realize that it was all true. He really didn't have ulterior motives, he didn't feel guilty, he just did what a father should do. ”

"I may not be able to have expectations for the future, but at least I can lead them. ”

"Stepping over every hurdle of the moment. ”

On that night in the middle of winter in 1340, beside the campfire, Hamilänin said. The next day, he revealed the truth about his birth to the entire Suomyr territory and to the followers of the White Church of Jethina.

In an instant, the entire Suomyr was hit by an earthquake, and this statement, combined with the confirmation of the new bishop Sania and even the Pope himself, instantly spread the entire surface of the earth like a mad vine.

Angry believers rushed to the pier to chisel the name of the crown prince of Hermes on the plaque, and they wanted to burn the plaque and the pier as well, but the Knights did not destroy this important part of the port.

"The Empire concealed this fact!"

"Abominable Lamanic powerism!"

The rhetoric quickly spread through the Church's connections made Hymir himself "a child of Suomir whom the hypocrisy of the Imperials saw as a scandal to cover up", and the subsequent declaration of war by the Padrossi Empire on Suomir came at the right time, like a spark thrown into an oil barrel, directly igniting the pent-up anger of the entire nation and the believers.

Naturally, Heinzwörm became the marshal of the Holy Coalition of the Church, but the people below always shouted him by name, which represented the ugly history of the first half, and called him "the man who bears the name of miracles" in Heinzwöm's generalization.

And he did bring miracles to them.

The last time they were victorious in a full-scale conflict with Padrosi was 500 years old for the Suomirs.

They even began to compare Haymirin to Rosentha Gustave Kivir, the legendary god of war in Suomir, calling him a god of war. And the church duly began to preach that they had the help of the gods and that the sacrosanct army would not fail.

On the surface, Hymirinn cooperates with this propaganda, but behind the scenes he doesn't really believe it.

"Faith is important, but wars are not won by the gods alone. Adequate military preparedness and a united people are equally important. He said that Heinzwalm Meteor Lake had the best armor and weaponsmiths, who were able to prepare the equipment for an army of thousands in just a few days, and that he had been in contact with them as soon as Hemirinin had returned.

Combining the assets of the Church and the Suaumir nobility, the army's excellent equipment and some special help allowed them to win the first battle.

But that's just the beginning.

As Hamirinin himself summed up earlier, the symbolism of this victory is greater than practical.

The Imperial Army still numbered more than 800,000. And the whole of Suomir exhausted everything, and only 50,000 people were able to come up.

This is what is inevitable when there is a war between a large and a small country. The Suomirs may have been brave and good at war, and they were far taller than the Empire, and they were able to play an advantage against the same number of people, not to mention one enemy and ten, with excellent weapons and equipment.

But they can't afford to lose.

The vast Padrosi Empire was a great power, and the loss of tens of thousands of troops was not negligible, but not fatal. Losses of this magnitude could not even reverse the overwhelming disparity between the two countries, and Suomir, a small northern country, was dancing on the tip of a knife with this little force to play with the Empire, and if he was not careful, he would have died here.

Once in a war of attrition, Suomir will definitely lose.

Perhaps they could pay a price to defeat one or two of Padrossi's army and crush an army of a hundred thousand men. But Padrosi has an army of 800,000 men, and even if they lose 100,000 men, they can mobilize more troops, while the Suomirs have one less death, and even if children and pregnant women are allowed to take weapons to battle, they are still at an absolute disadvantage.

"Even if they stand still and stretch their necks for us to cut, it will take a full month to cut them all!" replied to a Suomir nobleman who had proposed to take advantage of the victory and even began to boast of reaching the imperial capital in one fell swoop.

The disparity in strength is hopelessly huge, and Padrosi's soldiers are naturally not fools who stand still and slash people.

On the contrary, they are extremely well-trained as a standing army that the most powerful empire in the world today prides themselves on.

The Suomirs were able to win their first war only because of the overconfidence of Higsumond I and the incompetence of Prince Nigsson, who led the army.

After the battle and the losses suffered by the Empire in the bitter winter, they learned from the pain and completely changed course when the belated summer finally arrived.

The army was broken into pieces, and they no longer thought about swallowing it in one gulp, but began to prepare for a protracted war. Not to mention the large amount of supplies mobilized from the central region, the construction of a castle even beneath the Talva-Sutta line began - in the manner that Higsumond I was best at.

"One step at a time".

It can't be considered imminent, but it is firm and unstoppable, like a sword hanging over the head.

Tension began to creep in.

Suomirs inevitably.

Awaken a sleeping beast.

For the first time in a long time, Sigsumond I had an opponent to take seriously, and the experience he had gained over decades of fighting began to play without reservation.

He has the size of a big country in his hands, as long as he is patient and plays steadily, he will win and not lose.

But it may be more than that.

Rumors circulated among the Patrosi nobles in the barracks that Higsumond I's eyes were shining, that he had known that his illegitimate grandson was a military wizard, and that he had single-handedly forced him into the hostile camp precisely because he had not met an opponent who could fight seriously for a long time.

In all fairness, the emperor's character is really not good.

The Padrosi people called him "the Great" because the emperor's conquests brought them the happy life they have today. Because it was beneficial to them, cruelty to the enemy became a "merit".

Playing with mice is a kind of heart-to-heart behavior in the eyes of mouse-hating humans.

But if you are in the position of a weakling, you will inevitably have only a deep disgust and disgust.

The powerful Patrosi had little respect for the Church, let alone a small place like Suomir.

Although they have suffered a loss, they can still win if they change their course.

This is the harsh reality. In the case that you do not have equal strength, Rao is a fantasy of ideas, and the tactics are novel and efficient, and you can only try to make up for the shortcomings of the force in this aspect, trying to achieve a situation where you can play an equal game with your opponent.

Many ways were devised to do so, and the traditional enemies of the empire were not only Suomir, but also the highlanders and the other conquered Lamanites of the south.

But even if they were instigated, the rebels, like a plate of scattered sand, were divided into three pieces, unable to take care of each other, and their chances of victory were still slim.

They need some other help, some.

The help of a being even more powerful than the Padrosi Empire.

For example.

Dragon.

Lu Miqi, the wise dragon of the Northland, said that it was unexpected, but it was expected.

He and Miss Sage have a master-apprentice relationship.

Perhaps because of the same ideals, both are committed to making the world a better place and to spreading knowledge.

However, the relationship between the master and the apprentice is not a completely harmonious one-sided teaching.

"No, I will not help again, this is a civil war of mankind. Ignorant and unattainable, only humans are the most enthusiastic about killing each other, and one of these violent and unsympathetic races wins, what does it have to do with me?" They stood before Him, and the white dragon shook his head like a human.

"Thou shalt know that the war will not end there. It will only go on and on endlessly. He said, and then glanced at the silver-haired mercenary next to him with golden pupils almost the size of a window, as did Hymirinin and Sania.

"Druids also mean the same. Erica shrugged, "From your point of view, we are indeed very powerful, whether it is a member of the Druid Order who has mastered ancient magic or the great White Dragon of Ice. If we do it, it will not be difficult to change the political situation in the whole of the Rigal world. ”

"But, boy, do you remember what I told you about magic? ”

".......," Hamirnin nodded.

"Humanity has its own gods—ah, don't be mistaken, I don't have a problem with the white church you serve. After a long period of Reformation, it is indeed a very good sect. But the essence of human beings has not changed. ”

"In the final analysis, human belief is nothing more than 'desire'. ”

"When you encounter a problem that you can't solve, you hope that there is someone who is above humanity and can solve everything to help you get out of the predicament and fulfill your wishes. She continued, "But have you ever thought about it if such a being really exists? ”

"Whose desire is it for him to fulfill?"

"......." Hymirin, and Sania were silent.

"The sage and the dragon are called like this, and there is nothing more than that. Bai Long put it in a rather classical rhetorical way: "If there is a conflict between the wills of the two parties, it is biased to help either side." ”

"So you've decided to stay out of the way, seeing the entire East Coast start to burn out over the selfish desires of an emperor?"

"You know it's not right. Sania spoke, uttering the words that the ill-verbal Hamirinen could never say: "The power and oppression of the Padrosi people are not once or twice, and even if the prosperity maintained by force lasts for a while, it will one day fall into war and chaos again. You say that you are very dissatisfied with the nature of human beings, and with their greed and civil strife, but you just stay out of the matter and draw a line and watch over there?!"

She pointed it all out bluntly, clearly to a dragon and to her teacher, but not cowardly.

"How do you know that we have not interfered?" the white dragon turned his head and looked into the distance. His massive pupils reflected the blue sky, and then his inner and outer eyelids blinked.

"Don't you know where the magic came about?" said Erica in a helpless tone, and Hymirnine and Sania froze in place.

"In the early years, the Druid Order was in constant contact with humans. This is how the term came to be, and to this day the term still contains the meaning of 'wise elder who guides the maze'. Alika paused, "But not everyone is happy about it. ”

"Kings were afraid that there was something beyond themselves that was superior to man, and they could not sleep day and night. ”

"They turned their backs on the gods and eventually acquired demonic technology, but it was only out of the lack of self-confidence of the human beings themselves, and they were worried that they would not have the same level of power if the two sides fell out one day. ”

"It's also the instinct of living beings, and the kindness of those who come from above always makes those who are below tremble. ”

"In the end, they rightfully played with fire and set themselves on fire, and the result was the demise of the civilization you know as Mobigas. ”

"The druids called it the first Plague, a rampant flow of magical energy and the appearance of something that shouldn't be in this world. ”

"In the aftermath of this incident, the Druids, as a coalition of elites from other races, decided to stop the tribes from associating with humans. That's what happened after that. Today, only tribes such as dwarves and gnomes have minimal contact with humans, and elves and orcs have become almost legendary because of the bloody conflicts of the past. ”

"Since then, we have chosen to hide among the human race, still existing, but only as watchers, to prevent the misuse of magic from causing similar disasters to happen again. ”

"Humans are too savage, and too unstable. Erica said this, and it seemed strange that she had a human face to say such things, but there were some things that should not be asked lightly, even if they were already familiar.

"Disappointed, huh?" asked Sania after listening, as Hymirinen continued to digest the message in silence.

"Definitely. The white dragon turned his head and replied.

"Then it's up to me to give you hope. She stood there straight, looking up at her master, and then at Erica beside her.

"Let's make a bet. ”

"I think humanity has progressed. ”

"I believe that humanity has progressed. ”

"I will believe with all my heart, not any aristocracy, not any regime, not an empire, not a church. ”

"It's humanity itself. ”

"I believe that the possibilities of this race are endless. ”

"I believe that the good faith and enterprising spirit that exist in our hearts will not be defeated again by cowardice and weakness, and will not turn to the forces of darkness again because of insecurity. ”

"I believe that after thousands of years, we have the ability to communicate with beings above humanity on an equal footing. ”

"I believe that after so many developments, we have been able to understand each other with you. ”

"Here, here and now, will be where it all begins. Help Suomir to victory, the people of this land can be the starting point for everything. ”

"Oh?" the white dragon lowered his head, looking directly in front of her. But even though Long Wei made her face pale, Sania didn't retreat. "Do you have such confidence, are you sure that when the kingdom wins, everything will not just be reversed?"

"Once the weak who has been oppressed for a long time wins, they will in turn begin to oppress the original strong, and such a cycle of hatred will happen again and again, where do you get your self-confidence?"

"I didn't!" she replied directly in a crisp voice, which made the two people around her stunned.

"I'm not convinced, and I don't have that confidence. But—"

"If it's wrong, keep correcting it. She took a step against Long Wei, raised her face and looked directly at the other party's golden vertical pupils: "If you make a mistake, you will change it again." ”

"What about the Ice and Snow Dragon, what about the guardian of the druid world, if you are wrong once, you don't dare to try again, and you are not much better than humans, are you. ”

"I believe in the future of this race, and no matter how many times I am wrong, I will step in and make them right. ”

"One day, everything will be possible. ”

"I'm sure I'll be on the right track!" the long black hair swayed in the wind, and there was no timidity in the bright eyes that raised his face to reflect the white dragon's figure.

She was radiant, under the midsummer sky.

and the guardian of the world.

made a bet.

This is destined to be a gamble that is not known to outsiders, and it has brought new strength to the stalemate of the Euroa war.

But it also led to the arrival of the second magical disaster.

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It's a tragic story.

Like many tragedies, it forces you to watch something valuable fall apart.

What it says is not complicated.

Just a girl who was hopeful and supposed to bring new life to the world, but died prematurely, sloppily, and very casually.

made an appointment with Fen Ming, but there was no story of the boy who could protect her.

At the end of 1341, Saniya, who had traveled south to try to unify the local Lamanite people, and some members of the Church, along with the Silver Guard Knights who guarded them, died in a conflict.

They're still too tender after all.

As an old emperor, even if he did not understand or did not care about the internal affairs of the country, it did not mean that he did not understand politics and people's hearts.

The Lamanites of the south are poorly educated, savage and impulsive.

When they began to rebel against the rule of the Patrosi at the instigation of the Church, they began to raise the same banner as the Suomirs, and began to chant the name of Heinzworm.

Someone would be mistaken.

Think that this means they can do whatever they want with impunity.

Sigsumond I knew all this, and what he did was completely withdraw the entire army southwest of Padros.

He abandoned the Padrosi civilians in the south, stripped of the protection of the army like fat worms without the protection of their hard shells, and the more they struggled in front of the predators, the more they became appetizing. Not surprisingly, in the face of the temptation to burn, kill, and plunder without an army to thwart this temptation, the long-oppressed Lamanite people of the south have become a mob.

Raising the banner of justice and chanting slogans against the tyranny of the Padrossi.

They stormed the homes of the citizens of Padrosi, burned, plundered, and set fire to the city.

The congregation, led by Sania, who tried to stop them, was swept into a church by a mob, and finally collapsed in the fire.

All were killed.

No one was spared.

When Hymirnin received the news, he had just captured a wooden castle of the Padrosi.

With the help of a mysterious alien army, the Suomirs were able to settle a draw with the Imperial Army.

But the moment he saw the contents of the letter, he was suddenly no longer sure what he was fighting for.

The disillusionment of the Commander-in-Chief led to the defeat of his army, and after the news spread, the Pope urgently made Sania posthumously a saint of the Church, and began to call for revenge for her, but did not save much morale. Because the news that somehow spread has already told everyone that she did not die at the hands of the Imperial Army, but at the hands of the Southern Lamanite people, who were theoretically on the same front.

The Imperial Army halted its offensive and forced the citizens to be persecuted by withdrawing the defensive troops in the south, just to silence the dissent in the country because of Hymirin's status.

The Padrosi people are very real, and there are indeed some protests in the empire because of the Hermenin Declaration. But Higsumond I could easily defuse it with this trick.

When the army was withdrawn and the people were persecuted, when the fleeing citizens migrated from the south to the north-center, there was also opposition within the empire.

Those who supported Hymirin's predominance of religious believers, and the refugees who harbored hatred because the Southerners shouted his name, fought with them.

Chaos in the country was, of course, a bad thing, but in the eyes of Higsumond I, it was still better than a crowd gathering to protest against the war.

He made a good move, but that's not all the good things. His Majesty the Emperor, who had been frequenting the harem since the death of Crown Prince Hermes, and was always accompanied by mandarin ducks even on the front line, received the coveted male heir on December 31, 1341.

And just 20 minutes after learning the news, maybe it's old, maybe it's overexcited, maybe it's both.

The Emperor of Padrosi, who had fought all his life, had a smile on his face.

Crashed.

In an instant, both the Suomirs and the Padrosi suddenly found themselves without a reason to fight.

Without an emperor who wanted to conquer Suomir, the imperial army lost its goal of advancing. And as the supreme throne suddenly vacated, the big nobles in the country who were originally under the power of the emperor were also ready to move.

The year-long war came to an inexplicable end, and the Suomirs, who had just become accustomed to living in bunkers and trading through tunnels in the mountains, suddenly found that they could return to the blue sky.

At the beginning of 1342, under the banner of defending the heir to the Sexiutu family, they all considered themselves qualified to be regents, and no one was subject to the top nobles of the Padrosi.

A civil war began.

Once again, humanity has been caught up in endless wars because of its own greed.

A month later, the phrase "she lost" was left.

All members of the Druid Order, including Erica, vanished.

Towards the mercenary union, Hymirinen found only one receptionist, and she was limited to the extent that she was "only aware of the existence of the mercenary and had no contact information or anything else".

Highlanders were raiding in the east, a Mob of Lamaniids was raiding in the south, and several aristocratic families in the north-central part of the Paderrossi Empire were in the midst of civil war.

The land of the East Coast is devastated. For a moment, Suomir seemed like a paradise out of the way.

What should they do?

Just return to everyday life?

The name of Hamirinin began to be cheered by the people of Suomir, and the Knights of the Silver Guard, who chose to stand with the Church, eventually reformed into the first Holy Order. Many of the Padrossi fleeing the civil war began to evacuate Suomir, and after hesitation, the Suomirs finally chose to open their arms to them.

Heinzswerm, they shouted the name.

He became a hero of Suomir, who saved himself from the threat of the Empire.

But beyond Suomir turned into a sea of fire.

And he couldn't remember what he had really done to defeat the Empire.

It's really just inexplicable, and it's all over.

In June 1342, head of the great Holy Order, commander-in-chief of the coalition forces.

Disappeared from his room.

He took only a small amount of coins with him, and he began to wander without even a weapon.

Hymiring grew a beard, grew long hair, and wore dirty clothing to avoid being recognized. The cheers and words of praise were harsh to him, and he tried to explain to everyone countless times that the real hero was her, and it was her who died.

But they will probably only remember her as the "Holy Lady of the White Church" from now on.

The title of Sania the Sage will probably not be remembered by anyone.

He wandered through the taverns, doing some basic work like a coolie to earn money for the wine, and so he went north for a whole year.

Surrounded by Talva-Suta, Suomir is a secluded paradise that is the only place on the East Coast that is at war with the rest of the East Coast.

And here he is, deaf to everything in the outside world, running away, hiding from the world.

Until one thunderstorm night in July 1343.

Hymirin, who slept in her employer's firewood room, had a dirty beard, and the roof next to her was leaking and dripping to the ground.

Lightning flashed through the cracks, and a centipede crawled over his body, but he didn't move like a dead corpse, still crawling by the other side.

"Boom ——!!"

The sound of lightning and thunder sounded one after another, one closer than the other, and the noise made his brow furrow.

"Cloth ...... Where is the cloth? The hoarse Hamirning turned his head to find some cloth to plug his ears, but as soon as he got up, he heard a loud "click——!!

It was like a thunderbolt striking the door of a firewood room, and a powerful air stream blew in through the cracks, making the iron tethers on the door rattle.

The constant tinnitus of "——————" made Hamirinen suffer from it, and he rolled from his humble bed to the ground, his whole body became wet the moment he was stained with the rain, and then when he got up again, he suddenly found that the air around him was starting to get cold.

"Ha-" It was still the height of summer, but the breath exhaled from his mouth turned into a white mist.

"What is this—"

Something slam!!med the door open, and in an instant lightning lit up the room.

"When! Iluna—" The sound of metal tapping on the ground sounded, followed by a clean white light illuminating the interior, and Erica frowned at the down-and-out and dirty Hamirin.

"How did you become so virtuous? ”

"Thou, have you found the boy? Another voice sounded nearby, and then something tore open the entire firewood house.

The dazzling white light shone brightly, and out of it came a tall woman with white hair, eyebrows, and eyelashes, golden vertical pupils and pointed ears, and at least two meters and four meters tall.

"Hah......." she looked at Hermenin and sighed disdainfully.

"Get up, how can you be so fragile as you can be the help we hope for. ”

"What..... What do you mean?" replied in a hoarse voice, and it was only at this point that he finally got used to the light, and began to see the two men who were coming.

"I heard that you ran away from home and didn't even bring a sword, but that's just right. ”

"When ——!!" Erica took something from behind her and threw it in front of him.

The rain was drenching Hamirin's body, and he couldn't look away from it as he looked at the thing that made a metallic tremble.

What was stuck in the ground was a large sword, which had a simple appearance, typical Suomir's inverted V-gauntlet, but the blade was very unique.

Under the magical light of the spear in Erica's hand, the pattern on the blade of the sword was like mountains and rivers.

"This is not a mortal weapon, it is made of sturdy materials that Suomir's proud craftsmen are helpless against. Alika paused: "Forged from the core iron of the meteorite, and the hardness is higher than that of the finest hard steel." ”

"Dragon's bones. ”

"It's made by the craftsmen of the Land of the Moon, and only they have the ability to fold the two materials together to create a strong blade. ”

"She entrusted me to find someone to make it for you. The tall woman next to her added.

"It's just that I couldn't give it to you personally. Erica sighed.

"......." Hamirnin leaned forward and grasped the hilt of the greatsword.

"I hope you cut through the confusion in your heart, Hamilin. ”

"I want you to cut through the darkness that lies ahead. ”

"I hope you can use this sword to forge ahead and cleave a future that it deserves. ”

"If I'm gone, I want you to hold it and move on, bringing hope and new life to them. ”

Her exact words. Erica watched as Hamirinen drew her broadsword from the ground with a complicated expression.

"I hope that you will be in the name of this sword. ”

"Chop (g) exhaust (lai) one (silent) cut (er)"

Clay ...... Mer?"

It's an old language, and she's fluent in that language. Mer means the ideal land that should not exist, which is what humans call utopia. Clay can be said to be cut or opened. ”

"It's a very meaningful name, opening the way to an ideal town that doesn't exist. Or even something that doesn't exist can be cut open, she's a pun intended. ”

"Kramer......" Hermänin took it and looked deeply.

"Well, that's just one of the purposes we're here. The next thing to say is a bit more complicated, and hopefully your brain will be able to keep up. Erica was silent for a moment, then turned her head to the tall woman next to her.

"Our hope, young man, Thou. The golden-eyed female spoke, revealing long, pointy canine teeth.

"With that sword. ”

"Kill 'her'. ”

"She?" "Boom——!! lightning and thunder in the sky, and then the raindrops that fell suddenly turned into hail, Hemirning looked at the two of them in a daze, he realized something, but he couldn't accept it intellectually.

"You must have noticed the strangeness of the climate this year. ”

"It's like this summer season, but it's hot and cold. ”

"I'll just get straight to the point. Erica looked at Hymiring with a serious face.

"This is the result of the overflow of high concentrations of mana. ”

"And at the center of it all is someone who was supposed to have died two years ago. ”

"Thou. The woman, who was apparently the White Dragon Lu Miqi, looked at him with her head down.

"Do you know the existence of witches?"