Because the Exiled Magic Swordsman Was Actually the Pillar (Physical) of the Party， the Heroines of the Hero Cling to It Belatedly. 639

Chapter 639 – Extinction and Negotiation

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After Gaius’s vision finished all the talking, she sighed as if she had let go of everything she had accumulated in a moment, and her expression became a little more relaxed.

Then, that expression somehow resembled Hertie’s face, and she could feel that Gaios really remained inside Hertie.

“Yonghwa’s magic… If you, the dragon, said it, it would be true, but I would have thought that such a technique would exist…”

As a scholar, Lyla listens to her story and shares her impressions of her last forbidden practice, but then shakes her head.

“Yes. Canceled just now. As expected, the important thing is about Hertie. I think I can find out why her dragon ring recognized her as her you and followed her trail.”

“…To put it all together, Herti is both Herti and Gaios at the same time.”

When Cleon heard her story, she questioned Gaius as if he was correct in his understanding, and she nodded her head.

“Her personality, and her ego and memories are all her own. My memory must be sleeping somewhere deep inside her.”

“That’s one of the luckiest news I’ve heard lately…”

Layla too, as if she was worried about something similar to Cleon, she answers with a sigh of relief.

“But…”

However, Gaios put on a really apologetic expression, and her face darkened.

“If you can’t purify the organs of the spirit vein in this Five Elements Festival, something big will happen. For that, Herti has no choice but to retrieve my memories.”

“…If she gets your memories back, what will happen?”

“—The erosion of the ego, which was blocked, will begin. That’s not what will happen with willpower alone. The more she uses the power of the dragon, the weaker her ego as Herti becomes, and the stronger her ego as Gaios is.”

It cannot be stopped or stopped in any way.

To that extent, there is a difference between the souls of humans and dragons in size and strength.

“… Are you okay!”

But then, Quon, who had been quietly listening to the story, lifted her head and raised her voice in front of Gaios.

At the sudden words of her kuon, everyone present at her place turned her head towards her, and her quon spoke to all of her with her determined eyes shining.

“Originally, the purification of the land is what we shamans have to do, right? To liberate the divine tree’s magical power, to purify the earth’s organs… This year’s Festival of the Five Elements is because there are ‘two great priestesses’!”

“Ku, kuon…”

Looking at her kuon who said so confidently, Tokoyo spoke behind her, her tears welling up as if she was a little moved.

“Come to think of it, even this child has the same feeling as the shrine maiden… Besides, she resembles Nayuta somewhere…”

The illusion of Gaios, thinking so after seeing Quon, her gaze naturally descends to the very lower part of her neck and then quickly rises.

“Is it. Is it a different lineage from the sister shrine maidens that split a long time ago?”

“Why did you just look at my breasts and tell the difference…?”

“Because that is the biggest difference.”

When Gaios said that, Quon nodded her head as if he didn’t understand something.

“Okay! Even if Herti doesn’t recover her memories, you, the Torn Soul, have the spell that can purify her land, right? If that’s the case, you just need to tell Quon and Tokoyo about the magic formula! Even if it’s difficult for the priestess alone, if there are two of them with similar powers, we might be able to reproduce the spell with the magical resonance effect!”

“…”

Layla also thinks that if Kuon and Tokoyo are together, it is possible to reenact Gaios’ magic, so she says that, but Gaios shakes her head.

“No. It’s time.”

“Time—? …!”

Layla, who had opened her mouth for a moment as if not knowing what Gaios meant, tilted her head, and the vision of Gaios in front of her eyes quickly dissipated from tip to toe. .

“Among the remaining scattered souls, this must be the last. What can exist as ‘I’.”

Even though she says something a little regretful, she shuts her mouth for a moment and then she looks at Cleon.

“—I see. Huhu, there’s something about her that resembles her. There must be a reason why Lutios likes you.”

And then, she let out a small laugh.

“She…?”

“Okay. Lesia, the hero who saved Lutios and opened her heart. … You look just like the girl she once saw.”

“…If that’s the case, that’s the greatest compliment.”

The fact that she resembles Lecia—probably, I’m not talking about her looks.

Still, to be able to hear such a story from someone who has seen her in person is a truly undeserved compliment, Cleon thinks.

“Lesia saved Lutios, whom we couldn’t save—you, you, are saving all of us after that. It’s fortunate that a man like you is a sensitive person—no, I think it’s luck for us dragons.”

Lifting up the piece of her horn that Mu Mur had cherished, she came straight to where Cleon was and raised his hand.

And, if she took a piece of her own horn in place of the dragon’s ring-amber that was put on his finger.

It melts naturally and fills the remaining part of the socket.

“…If you are carrying this ring. Perhaps, the dragonslayer elf is aware of your existence. And she will definitely come after you.”

Gaios spoke to Cleon in a voice so low that the others couldn’t hear it.

“… Her meeting with her is also a shadow that always exists in the future path of her destiny – but I’ll ask you. You, save her.”

“… It’s not about winning or blocking?”

Cleon questioned Gaius’s words as if he had doubts.

As for the direct cause, the reason why Gaius eventually lost her life was that an elf shot her wings with an arrow using Hydra’s poison.

In other words, it can be said that the person who provided the direct autograph.

Are you asking to save someone like that? Why?

“After becoming like this, I pondered for a long time. Why does she hold such a deep grudge against our people? And the conclusion that could be reached is that it is impossible to fully understand even if you can imagine.”

She said that somehow self-deprecatingly, then let out her wry smile.

“However, moving only with hatred is definitely painful. That hatred must have been born because I loved someone. Just as I used to love Nayuta, I came to hate her someone who hurt her. So – if she gets swallowed up by her hatred and forgets that she even cherished someone in her heart, then stop her. Save me Just like the hero Lesia did to Lutios.”

“… Okay. I’ll try.”

“I’m glad I could hear that answer.”

And- the remaining five holes were prepared from the time the dragon ring was made, leaving one spot filled.

Gaius pulls Cleon’s arm right before he disappears.

Then, after kissing his cheek lightly, he said while lowering his face.

“Then. Hi. Maybe- someone I might have come to love.”

“…”

Leave a small goodbye and disappear without regret.

Then, the three of them, excluding Cleon, who had been quietly watching the scene, looked at the place where Gaios was standing with a sad and regretful expression somewhere.

“Well then…”

And, another person- no, is it right to call him a person? Another fairy?

Meumur, who belonged to Gaios, saw his master disappear, flapped his wings and flew up.

“Then I’ll go too. Because I think my role ends here.”

Watching Mew Murr, who is about to disappear as soon as he realizes the disappearance of his master, Layla crosses her arms and looks at him.

“You’re going, where are you going?”

“It is a place where my people are waiting. The time I spent in this world was too long!”

“Hmm… ─ Eh, wait a minute, that could be a fairy country-“

Could it be that the topography in the legend really exists? Layla calls Mumur and tries to stop it.

In the blink of an eye, that being disappears before your eyes.

Indeed, when they vanish like the fairies of lore, everything they remember about what happened here was as if it had happened in a dream.

“…Then- shall we go back? I know a lot about Herti and Bahamut…”

When Quon said that as if to settle the situation, Layla nodded her head and turned to Cleon.

“What about Herti? I’ll have to tell Bourbon-but what about Herti himself?”

“…I don’t think we need to talk about it right now. If she finds out that she has the power of Gaios…”

“…Even if his own ego disappears, he will try to use that power for others. Huh. That’s something even Gaios doesn’t want.”

I feel sorry for being deceived somewhere… But it won’t be too late to tell the truth, even after the situation is resolved.

The four of them thought so, agreed to keep what they saw and heard here a secret from Herti and left the joint behind.

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“Therefore! According to this blueprint, I want you to make it using the adamantite I brought! Mr. Daza, you know what I mean?”

Thud! Bourbon spreads the paper on the desk and raises his voice.

And in front of it, with an unwilling expression, he looks at the drawing Bourbon drew on paper.

“Processing adamantite is definitely my job. However, that is only when there is an order from the top lord, for your personal request-“

“It’s a necessary item for that Hertie. To protect that child, I absolutely need what is drawn here! Herti is sleeping right now, so I don’t know when he’ll wake up, but I have to start working now to complete the Five Elements system!”

Bourbon who raises his voice, and Daja who is troubled.

And, Sasha and Amelia, who had followed Bourbon to escort them, were standing at the entrance of the smithy a little further away, watching the two of them talking.

“Well, something is in a bad mood…”

When Sasha talks a little timidly, Amelia nods her head.

“It seems that the two of you don’t agree.”

Amelia doesn’t have all the details of her situation, but she can guess something by listening to them talk.

Bourbon who believes that for the sake of the goal, it must be done even if it means breaking some rules.

No matter how lofty the purpose is, he is an upright man who does not tolerate breaking the rules.

Since both opinions have grounds to understand, I couldn’t say exactly which one was right.

As if Bourbon seemed to understand a little that he was frustrated, he was watching the argument between the two.

Even Amelia and Sasha who said that were not sure what Bourbon was trying to make, and whether it was really necessary to protect Hertie.

“You know, Mr. Daja… What happened 30 years ago. At that time, Talchek, who fought to protect me, almost died… If those guys are still here in Asteris, simply having a ‘famous sword’ isn’t enough…”

“…”

Bourbon clenches his fists resentfully, and he places his fingers on the drawing of the object he has long dreamed of.

“This will definitely help. If you value discipline and lose the opportunity to protect someone, then who is the discipline for…?”

“… Whoa…”

Daza let out a long sigh, then removed Bourbon’s finger from the drawing on the desk.

Then, while brushing his beard and examining its contents, he made a sound mixed with saliva.

“…”

And silence followed again.

Finally, Da-ja puts the blueprints back on the desk, puts on a worried expression for a moment, then covers his eyes with his hand while talking.

“It’s a damn good drawing.”

“…Thank you for that.”

Daja first praised her drawings that she had drawn.

However, he shook his head and made eye contact with Bourbon to continue the conversation.

“…The rules we follow are not simple rules. It is a discipline that has been passed down from the generation of ancestors- necessary to protect people from the threat of adamantite.”

“I know.”

“If something made of adamantite that the merchant society can’t manage is made—if something the merchant society doesn’t know about is made. And even after that, if an object whose whereabouts cannot be identified is made. What we have kept so far is what has become.”

“Nothing goes wrong! There’s nothing like it’s going to change from before… I’ll talk to her properly when Herty wakes up – and the person I’ll entrust this to has already been decided. If it’s that guy, he’s not really a human outside of the Chamber of Commerce!”

Bourbon and Daja continue to argue fiercely.

After Bourbon’s objection, the two glared at each other for a bit, but soon Daja seemed to realize something and said, “Huh…?”

“For a moment. Isn’t the person to whom this is entrusted to be a human outside of the Chamber of Commerce? …Are there any people in the company who are skilled enough to handle this?”

“Huh? Ah, what is it Didn’t Mr. Daza hear it yet? I’m going to give this to Herti’s husband.”

“——Husband!?”

When Daja jumped up and started talking, Bourbon looked up at him as if in surprise.

“Herti-nim, you have a husband!? Hey, when did you get married? No, didn’t you call me instead…?”

“Calm down… Even if they are a couple, they haven’t officially committed their souls to each other. It’s just… I got the mark.”

“…”

Daja, who has no way of knowing the conditions for exchanging signs, looks at Bourbon with a blank expression for a while, then takes a deep breath and sits down.

“──Whoa… Is that guy…”

“What, do you know?”

At the words of Da-ja, who talks as if she can guess who she is, when her Bourbon smiles, Da-ja stares at her for a moment, then shuts her mouth and then speaks.

“…But, is that so? Isn’t that guy… Herti-sama’s…A mismatched pair?”

“What, it doesn’t matter if Herti likes it? It’s not a matter of getting along or not getting along. So, Mr. Daza. If you don’t want to make Herti a young widow, please cooperate.”

“Turn it off…”

After saying that, the heart for Herti in Dazado’s heart goes a little further than the heart for breaking the rules.

The disciples knew deep down that Daja, who took control of the forge with a ghost-like anger, had such a side, but they just didn’t mention it.

“… Shit, I can’t help it. However, there are conditions.”

“What? Maybe, work here for a few days…”

Bourbon looks a bit nervous at Daja’s condition, but Daza shakes his head.

“It’s not like that. It’s a story to help make this. No matter how good I am, it is difficult to complete this by myself in such a short period of time.”

Saying that, Daza picked up the drawing, pushed it to Bourbon, and turned her body.

Looking at such a Daza, Bourbon said Oh Oh! After raising his voice, he jumped down from the box he was sitting on and raised his thumb.

“If that’s the case, of course!”

Bourbon laughed and looked down at the blueprints of his masterpiece.

And there – the long, long dream she had been drawing in her head for so long that it had barely taken shape.

It was the drawing of the ‘adamantite armor’.