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Divinity Academy’s Crazy Demon Lord’s Son 458

Divinity Academy's Crazy Demon Lord's Son 458

Chapter 458 – 131. Spirit of the Frozen Cave (2)

My grandfather had a very serious expression on his face.

Erti looked exactly the same as swordswoman Atlin except for her hair color.

Portraits of successive family heads hung in the womb of the white lion. It was the same as Atlin in that portrait. It seemed that his maternal grandfather finally recognized the face.

‘But it’s Erti, not a swordsman…’

His expression quickly changed to a look of awe.

Her maternal grandfather knelt down on one knee and greeted Erti.

“Meet the great ancestors. My name is Wilhelm, the current head of Reinhardt.”
“Nice to meet you.”

Then Erti answered in a very solemn voice, unlike usual.

The maternal grandfather asked Erti.

“Then, after the swordsman passed away… Did you continue to reside in Siertia as a soul?”

Erti was silent for a moment. She glanced at me and shook her head.

“Strictly speaking, I am not the soul of the swordsman. Atlin’s strong will that existed before he was alive. It would be correct to say that a part of that will is an existence nested within the holy sword.”

That said, it wasn’t entirely wrong.

Like in Roia’s trial. The holy sword Siertia contained the will of Atlin the Swordsman.

However, the maternal grandfather’s expression remained solemn despite those words.

“Even if it is a part, the will of the swordsman. So, as his descendant, it makes sense for me to be polite!”

At those words, Erti became elated. She looked at me and she noticed. It means to be polite like her maternal grandfather.

‘Be arrogant on the subject of Erti.’

But the grandfather’s words were not wrong.

It’s just that the hierarchy relationship has completely changed since sexual love. In fact, I shouldn’t have been so imposing on Erti, the sword of my ancestors and the holy sword.

‘What. It’s in front of my maternal grandfather, so I guess I’ll have to join the play for a while.’

Even if she looks like a half-mad woman.

Erti is the Ego Sword that helped me pass Roia’s ordeal.

And that Erti appeared outside of the holy sword again.

It must mean that it was to help the two of them now.

Still, I don’t want to get down on her knees against Erti. She only offered courtesy with a light nod.

Then Erti immediately spoke.

“Ugh. My descendants are very polite. It is a good thing.”

After receiving that bow, Erti’s face was filled with joy to the point of feeling bad.

‘What? Are you satisfied with this?’

After all, I’ve been very hard on her. Even just that level of courtesy seemed like a huge victory.

Still, I thought that I would have to do the sequence education again sooner or later.

I was silent for the time being and watched Erti.

Erti coughed.

“Hmm. It was enough to have the courtesy. As you all know from meeting Rumi a little while ago, this place is a special sanctuary. So, here, the two of you must prepare for the completion of the Lion Heart Sword, as it was originally intended!”
“…?”
“Lord, you must prepare!”

After all, is it awkward to play a solemn ancestor? Although the way he spoke was strangely changed.

Luckily, my grandfather didn’t seem to notice.

“Even the swordsman already knew our purpose. After all, it must have been in the state of dwelling in Siertia, the sword of Yulian! That’s right! Here, I intend to teach Yulian the final skill of the Lion Heart Sword!”

At that, Erti nodded her head.

“Wilhelm. You are right. The resurrection of Knoia, who had already drank, was imminent. The crisis of the apocalypse is already approaching. We must hurry.”
“That’s right. Post-mortem.”

And both of them looked at me at the same time.

Erti said to me.

“Are you ready to carry on Reinhardt’s will?”
“That’s right.”

I hurriedly answered. This time, I became serious too.

Following the Battle of Harsen, until this recapture.

I was more aware of the enormous weight of Reinhardt’s name.

I wanted to surpass even the fame of my maternal grandfather. As the owner of the new Reinhardt.

That was my will.

Two people checked my eyes. Then Erti said.

“Your will is firm. If so, now is the time for me and Wilhelm to show you.”

Erti raised his hand.

Whoa-

Then Siertia moved from my waist to her hand.

Erti said to her maternal grandfather.

“Take up your sword. Wilhelm.”

Her maternal grandfather also noticed Erti’s intentions.

The maternal grandfather, who had a more serious expression, pulled out his sword. Erti nodded her head.

“I was the one who first created the final ritual. And Wilhelm Nudge is the only person who can use the midnight sun in this era. Then…”

Erti’s mood changed instantly.

Not the usual fierce expression.

Who cut my throat countless times in Roia’s ordeal. He returned to the ferocious gaze of that holy sword.

The memory of that time came to mind, and I almost caressed my neck inadvertently.

“I see what you mean. Post-exam. Then it’s time to show my midnight sun to the swordsman.”

And the eyes of the maternal grandfather too.

It’s completely different from the way you usually look at me. It turned into the gaze of a savage lion.

Woo woo woo woo woo-

The pressure of the aura created by the two of them. The huge cave began to vibrate.

I withdrew from both of them.

The time when the early white nights and the modern white nights collide.

I shouldn’t have missed that scene in the slightest.

“Then let’s begin.”

And at the same time as Erti said. The two swords moved.

***

The sparring between the two is over.

I took my place in a corner of Bingjeong-dong for a while. I was in deep thought.

‘Maybe I’ve been arrogant all this time.’

In this recapture match, he perfectly replaced the role of his maternal grandfather.

I haven’t reached the state of the midnight sun yet. Still, it surprised even Michael and Pavel, the 1st and 2nd seats in Midnight.

So even though I was full of confidence in my level as a prosecutor.

I am now To be honest, I was a little discouraged.

The couple’s sparring was a realm beyond what I expected.

‘White night. The state of true lion heart sword.’

It was.

Erti and his maternal grandfather collided with each other in the final battle.

Strictly speaking, it wasn’t sparring.

With such a clumsy mind, you couldn’t show me the true midnight sun.

Erti and his maternal grandfather. With the determination to annihilate each other, they sincerely activated White Night.

Although it ended in a draw in the end. I’m in the midnight sun of two people.

Before entering Bingjeong-dong. I truly felt the word ‘weight of fate’ written in the warning.

‘Erti wasn’t just playing swordsmen.’

It was Erti, who was playing Atlin. She was the holy sword originally used by Swordsman.

In the first place, Swordsman also created the Midnight Sun through Siertia. Erti was able to perfectly recreate the Dark Night of Swordsman.

In the ordeal, it was to the extent that I was able to reproduce the memories of the swordsman and show it to me.

Erti is the midnight sun created in Dalian. It contained the weight of fate that Atlin had after the sword.

As the lord of Essenmund and the lord of the midnight sun.

He drove all the knights and elite soldiers who were loyal to him to death. The weight of despair.

‘I thought I saw that side through the ordeal…But that was my mistake.’

Battle of Harsen. In the battle against the Bayrea army, I went to war as a lord.

So now, the weight of the person responsible for people’s lives. I knew it through my own experience.

‘The responsibility of a single territory is so heavy…’

The swordsman went into battle, taking responsibility for not only the fate of Essenmund but also the fate of the empire.

It was the same with his maternal grandfather.

The current head of the Reinhard family.

And the weight of his maternal grandfather’s fate as a great margrave of the empire. Indeed, it was comparable to the aftermath.

My maternal grandfather also sacrificed countless men in the Great War 20 years ago to protect the empire.

On top of those numerous corpses, his maternal grandfather also built up his reputation as the first person in the empire.

The last five nights.

Like that, the Midnight Sun was a stage that only those who could bear the weight of that enormous fate in their swords could create it.

‘Even if one day I can reach that stage. Right now, I can feel the wall.’

Although I was not discouraged. Now, more seriously than ever, reminiscing about the couple’s sparring.

I organized in my head the possibility that I could approach that white night. However, there was no answer that could reach that level in a short period of time.

I haven’t had the experience of standing over so many deaths as the two of them.

Woo woo woo-

The mother’s rosary resonated. It was a feeling of warmth after a long time.

I felt a little better. I looked back on my situation a little more calmly.

‘But the weight of fate… Yes. The weight of my destiny is never light. Then somehow…’

I messed with the rosario.

The sole heir of Lion Grand Duke Wilhelm.

And the real son of the Great Saint Agnes and Lucifer, the ruthless demon lord.

There was no one comparable to me in the Empire just by the weight of that lineage already.

“That idea is correct. In terms of potential, you’re to the point of surpassing Reinhardt’s ancestors. Because I’m sure. You don’t have to be so grumpy.”

When she looked up, Erti was looking down at me with her hand on her waist.

Did you notice that I was dying? It was a much more elated expression than usual.

“How did you read my thoughts?”
“This place, Bingjeong-dong, is a special sanctuary. Originally, I, who was confined only to the sword, could materialize outside like now. It can also exert its abilities as a holy sword to its maximum.”

So Erti told me. I answered.

“It would be simple if you knew my heart. We cannot sit down like this.”

I got up from my seat.

Then, holding Erti’s shoulder, he said.

“If swordsman and maternal grandfather could do it. I can do it too. So I need your help.”

Didn’t even think that I would ask for it myself.

Erti turned her head away in embarrassment.

“Now, wait… If you push like this…”

I was somewhat intuition.

As Erti said, Bingjeong-dong is a special sanctuary.

If so, if you borrow the power of this place. I didn’t know if there was a way to overcome even the weight of fate that was lacking for me right now.

“Then… Let’s talk to him for a minute! Rumi! See me!”

Erti, who averted her gaze, hurriedly answered. And at her words.

The spirit of the Ice Crypt, which had disappeared. Rumi reappeared.

The surroundings, which were already chilly, became chilly.

“This spirit…”

Let me take my hand off her shoulder. Erti, who finally regained his composure, spoke.

“You already know who it is. This is Rumi, the spirit of this place. And she is the will of pure cryolite.”

I paid attention to the word cryolite.

‘For a moment. Here in the Ice Cave… With the power of the ice crystals everywhere, Erti showed a different power than usual.’

Erti nodded her head.

“Since you are from Essenmund, you must be well aware of the special power of cryolite.”
“You mean the mana amplification effect?”

Cryolite is a special mineral like mana light.

Although it is harder to process than mana light. Instead, it was a gem and special mineral known to have a higher mana amplification effect than mana light.

“Amplification… That is half right and half wrong.”

Erti replied. And looking at Rumi, she said.

“Rumi is the will to represent all the ice crystals located in this ice crystal cave. Would she try holding her hand?”

At those words, Rumi made a surprised expression.

Maybe it’s because he’s been making an expressionless face until now. It was an unexpected look.

Rumi’s pale face turned slightly red.

As if she didn’t hate it though, she obliquely avoided her gaze and extended her hand to me first.

I took Rumi’s hand.

Woo woo woo woo-

Then, a resonant sound came from her and her gripped hands. Seeing that, Erti nodded her head.

“Now you know what I meant, right?”

Divinity Academy’s Crazy Demon Lord’s Son

Divinity Academy’s Crazy Demon Lord’s Son

신성 아카데미의 망나니는 마왕 아들
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: , Released: 2021 Native Language: Korean
Possessed by the marquee's crazy grandson. But my genealogy is a bit odd.

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