Chapter 587 – The Final Chapter. To Julian’s Future (15)
Kaang-
Pedro stabbed me with his spear without stopping.
All of those numerous stabs contained high-purity magical soul power that surpassed the Grand Master’s aura.
‘Is it a mistake?’
As a spearman, Pedro has already reached his peak.
It was a stab aimed at just one point.
Even with that single stab, numerous threads and weeds were mixed together.
No, it was not an attack that could be discussed with such a simple name.
Even as a human being. The state of nothingness that only a warrior who has reached the peak as a demon master can see.
His spear contained the techniques of countless battles and wars that the master of the Sentiac Knights had experienced.
Win and lose. Number of cases.
That shockingly dangerous spearman must have drawn the opponent’s reaction and the method of destruction according to that reaction in every picture he draws in his head.
There weren’t many options for me, the opponent, to choose from.
‘Especially avoiding it is absolutely impossible. It’s a trap over there.’
The speed of the thrust was fast enough to remind one of the twinkling of light.
Nevertheless, with the current reaction speed, there was clearly a way to avoid it.
All I could think of was a future where the tip of the spear had already come to the end of that avoidable trajectory.
The scene where the entire future is pierced by Pedro’s spear.
I lifted my siertia and clashed my sword directly with Pedro’s spear strike.
“Whew. I threw an unstoppable spear strike. “They fight head-on without stopping.”
Pedro’s expression was cold.
It wasn’t the first time I had a fight with this guy.
Even in the Demon Kingdom, there was a head-on battle with the guy who had already become an apostle.
“I didn’t think there would be someone here in Iceland who would cross arms with me.”
That honest evaluation seemed to represent Pedro’s feelings.
‘But I can still follow you. I can endure it.’
Spear and sword.
As a weapon, the difference in its overwhelming reach and destructive power.
Moreover, he is riding a horse-shaped beast that is almost integrated with his body.
My maternal grandfather also warned me countless times.
‘The knight of Sentiac on horseback. At least one class features the above attack. You should never win with ordinary attacks.’
The Knights of the White Night representing the North.
The Sentiac Knights representing the South. Which of the two knights is the best knightly order in Iceland is a difficult question that is always debated by magnates.
And now, as my maternal grandfather said.
Even with my youthful curiosity, I couldn’t ignore Sentiac.
‘The Knights of Sentiac who became demon souls were much more difficult to deal with than the super-level demon beasts.’
From the Demon Kingdom.
They are the enemies who caused the most victims.
Also, the opponent before my eyes.
He was the one who reached the pinnacle of sentience.
Ta-tang- Tang- Tang-
There was no time to catch my breath even for a moment.
It was the same for both of them, unable to use their divine power.
Using only each other’s skills as warriors, their weapons clashed ceaselessly.
‘But I can react…’
I knew this match wouldn’t last long.
The battle between warriors who have reached their peak is surprisingly not long.
Tatang- Tang- Pajijijik-
A very brief gap where we can see each other.
If that gap is allowed, it is a game that could end so quickly that it is futile.
Pedro, who knew that fact better than anyone else, stabbed his spear frantically as if he did not want to give up the momentum.
“Chiit…”
However, the composure on his face was gradually disappearing.
“I see. After all, Reinhardt is Reinhardt, even if he is a kid. “Do you mean that you to have surpassed the level of the Lion Heart Sword?”
What he said was correct.
Pedro is a warrior for whom even my maternal grandfather had to risk his life.
But I wasn’t pushed back against him.
It has been less than a year since I took the field in person.
It was an experience that could not be compared to that of Pedro, the conquering monarch who had been on the battlefield his entire life.
‘But the weight is… The same. No. I have definitely surpassed Pedro!’
What is important is the realization of martial arts and the sword that goes beyond experience.
Although it may have been short.
Every moment was the moment when I realized the true form and mystery of the Lion Heart Sword.
“Pedro. “Your bite… What was your fight for?”
“You are asking a question that is not worth asking. Of course, it is to rule over everyone.”
The answer is not wrong for a military officer.
To reign over all people.
This is proof that he survived as a warrior while facing numerous competitors.
It means that he has proven his worth in countless battles that risked his life.
“So, I am already qualified to become the ruler of this world with my nothingness.”
As Pedro said.
He too is the one who wants to become the ruler of this whole world.
I may have walked a path that is not much different from my path to become the monarch of all people.
Rather, the power to completely dominate others with overwhelming force and fear.
This may be the greatest virtue an absolute monarch should possess.
“No. That is not the right qualification.”
But the path he walked.
And what Pedro, who wants to reign as the apostle of chaos, wants is complete dictatorship.
What he is trying to become is.
It was an absolute violent will to enslave everyone except himself.
“Because a monarch shouldn’t do that.”
I held Siertia tighter.
It only needs to be done once.
I was planning to include everything about the Lion Heart Sword in the next sword attack.
“What are you talking about…”
“A monarch is not someone who reigns over everyone. He is the one who can stand before him for everyone!”
That’s exactly what I’ve been doing since the day I picked up the sword.
I was not a master over my people.
Like the current festival.
My people who believe in me. Living every day like a festival behind me holding a sword.
Festival was another word for hope.
The completion of the Lion Heart Sword.
The reason why the polar night and the white night exist.
Just like I ignited the current festival.
To light the fire of hope in the sun that will rise again.
Woouuuuung-
It was that very moment.
A fierce light began to burn from the Lion Heart Sword.
I muttered.
“The final, lion heart sword.”
***
That moment.
All the Allied commanders gathered at the watchtower witnessed this.
The third night had passed and the dawn of the fourth and final day was approaching.
After the demon god was resurrected on earth.
The magical soul power and darkness that covered the earth.
Even now, the night continues endlessly, and the dawn of despair seems like it will never end.
“No way… That dazzling light…”
The last day of the festival.
It was still early for the sun to rise.
The sun was rising on the nameless plain outside the ecliptic.
Duke Gerard spoke on behalf of the surprised Wilhelm.
“Are you really saying this is a sword strike created by Lord Julian?”
Even Margrave Wilhelm could not answer that question.
There was no further metaphor.
The battlefield on the plains where the god’s battle was taking place.
At the end of the fight, the two warriors entered into a battle where they purely competed with each other’s skills.
And that state.
It was a state of transcendence that even the ten empires gathered here could not reach.
“That sword… Might be the end of nothingness.”
And the leader of the Knights Guards. Tyrese, the commander-in-chief of the imperial army, spoke softly.
Everyone had a hard time even standing upright.
It wasn’t because I was tired from the long battle.
Numerous warriors of the highest caliber gathered here.
So even if it’s a level they can’t reach.
Just as a human who cannot reach a star can estimate its brightness.
I was able to guess the level of the person who emits light like the sun.
“No one has ever made a sword like that in the history of Iceland.”
Wilhelm, who was unable to speak for a moment, spoke again.
Master of the Lion.
The person who was called by the name that represented the lion-hearted sword was Wilhelm.
That sword strike that even the Grand Duke of Lion looks at with disbelief.
“Then that sword strike is the final form of the Lion Heart Sword.”
“How dare you… I was arrogant enough to think I had seen the end. Julian was seeing a new level of the Lion Heart Sword that even I had never seen before. That is light… Yeah. That light must be the sword strike of the one who wakes up the morning for all.”
Even a brief meteor can brighten the night sky like the day.
But Julian’s sword strike was different.
The light he created was still lighting up the area.
Indeed, that light was like dawn, illuminating everyone who had been enveloped in darkness.
No, I was sure at this moment.
His light is spreading throughout Iceland.
“Julian. I see so… You wanted to brighten the countless lives… Lives… That exist in Iceland… With your light.”
Everyone who was silent at those words unconsciously nodded.
They were all great lords representing the empire and Iceland.
They also knew what it meant to reign over someone.
But now they think of themselves as lords.
Julian, who clashed weapons with Pedro there, was clearly different.
‘Perhaps that is the true monarch that Prince Julian thinks he is.’
Gerard thought.
That Julian is shining the light of a new era.
A monarch in the true sense of the word.
In front of everyone, that was exactly the choice that Julian made as a monarch.
‘Not a dictator who rules over everyone. Is he a monarch who wants to be the light for all people?’
However, there was no time to continue that thought.
The dawn brightened briefly.
Everyone saw clearly.
Julian was rushing towards Pedro.
And in the scene that followed.
Everyone couldn’t help but look at the sight in fascination.
At that moment, someone shouted.
“Prince Julian decapitated Pedro!”
A long night.
At dawn of the fourth day, Julian was victorious.
