Chapter 636 – Wasteland Forest Keeper (5)
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『Jerna year is in my hands.』
I was brainwashed holding a weapon in a meadow that dried up like a rat.
Does it make you feel good when the wind blows softly? My tongue is just rolling around.
『If it were me, I wouldn’t be swayed by revenge, but I would have calmed down the princess who had been taken over by an idiot. That’s what a night-old man would do. It’s not about practice.”
『… …』
『But thanks to you not even guarding and neglecting it, the daughter left behind by your queen lived as a dog trash pervert killer and ransacked?』
Delphinia and her daughter, Yerna, were literally heaven and earth apart.
The only resemblance was appearance.
“Yes, as she said, it was quite funny what the queen was talking about. You guys wouldn’t have called Rios Alp the queen.”
I hate to admit it, but I was looking good at Yerna, who was hiding her true colors. To the point where she believed and was shot in the head and her thesis was taken away.
Still, the Delphinia that Sehe Tefibra remembers had a lot in common with Yerna from the days when she cheated on me and Dana, both in the way she spoke and in her gestures.
She’s a one-in-a-million, one-in-a-million, but Yerna might have had such a future.
Like Delphinia who believed in Sehetefibra, a future like the parallel world of Marvel Comics where people grow up to be good elves who trust people and know how to smile kindly.
Literally Yerna Alter.
I think I’m going to vomit a little just imagining it.
『After abandoning the forest and running away to the wilderness, the rotten water came in. No, I should say that he withered.”
I snared at the old man who stood like a scarecrow in the wilderness as if I was seeing something disgusting.
It seemed like I could understand why that elf couldn’t become a master class no matter how hard he trained.
Ancestors said that when a tiger dies, it leaves its skin, and when a person dies, it leaves a name.
Humans are living things that build something and leave it behind.
And wouldn’t it be called a master class for those who look down on the world when the mountain peaks are so high that they reach the sky?
The process of creating, building, and leaving something behind!
That was life
That is why I came to call a thesis a work that someone has done throughout their life.
Because we are all scholars exploring life.
Of course, there is nothing wrong with people who live happily alone. Fuck that, anyway, wouldn’t it be okay to live well without giving a shit to others?
But Ashkat had none of that.
“Your life is empty. Like this wilderness.”
So strong.
Any power can be drained and negated.
But in return——I couldn’t even cultivate something myself.
『Is it a life that took a thousand years to reach, wandering in the wilderness without gaining anything and getting blood on your hands? It is pitiful that the direction of the effort is wrong.』
Gugalmyeonggyeong was such a state.
If he had tried to create something with the memories of Alfheim that had been burned by burning without throwing away everything he had and creating a wilderness, that no land elf might have become a master class.
‘It’s already too late.’
If your past life changes just because you have a new mindset, is that an old man? You are a tolerant old man.
『… There was something more important than the blood flowing through the body and the danger of death.”
The man who was covering his mouth murmured slowly.
『The life of the princess was just like that. Me too.”
“Cheap bastard. Are you mentally victorious over a country that looks backwards without leaving anything behind in the world?”
“Leaving… Are you talking about posterity? Like you humans?』
Ashkat, muttering lowly, was not angry. That attitude wasn’t about getting rid of anger, it was already too late to create any emotions in his heart.
『Make records and engrave history. That is how you short-lived humans survive in groups. That’s the worst way to leave wisdom.”
『That is a novel opinion.』
Then bitch, will you teach me how to play hit-and-run?
Then, if a person with knowledge resigns or dies suddenly, the battle ends. I frowned like that and hated the anti-intellectualism, but he was steadfast.
『Wisdom is something that should be left as an oral tradition. The writings written on the paper, brush, ink, and pieces of paper change depending on the interpretation of the viewer. If you burn the record and rewrite it, you can even rewrite the past as you like…』
His dry voice broke off and resounded gloomily.
『Writing and compiling history involves the will of the writer. That’s why guys like
Ashkat talking shit!
He seemed like an old man with a mental breakdown and 13 criminals clinging to the Bible. I listened to the damn thing and thought about whether or not to attack.
But I couldn’t.
『Why did Rodur, the God of Manifestation, place restrictions on rune magic? What caused the end of the Golden Age, which you call the Great War, everyone who lives today has forgotten.』
Ashkat’s words uttered like a madman! It dug into my ears and produced hesitation.
‘This bastard… What are you talking about?’
Something was strange.
The intuition of an archeology master who has been digging up the secret history of another world sounded an alarm bell.
It was an intuition that I could only feel when, as a translation slave, a hypothesis that came to my mind suddenly penetrated the truth.
“Forgetting history and repeating mistakes. Elves, dwarves, unicorns and bicorns. We are being swayed by the
The feeling was somehow different from the guys who usually talk about secrets or forgotten history in front of me.
The secret they talked about was like a rumor that, in the end, ‘the eldest son next door who was in law school was actually the one who had an affair’.
It’s interesting, but isn’t that kind of story actually not related to my life?
But this guy’s dialect is different… !
It feels much more essential!
A feeling of realism, like knowledge learned and taught by a bastard who directly observed history, as if stabbing at the foundation and future of my life in another world, was melted into that melancholy murmur!
As soon as I felt it, I immediately grimaced.
“No, you’re a motherless bastard. Don’t just say things that you can understand yourself, if you’re so mad, talk about what you’re doing! Don’t just catch Gao, fuck it!!
Why the fuck are other world bastards so reluctant to share their knowledge?
Does it matter if you say, ‘Oh, this is like this and that is like that’ and calmly say? Is it because you received prenatal education from the moment you were in your mother’s belly?
When I got angry, Ashkat smiled nonchalantly and said,
“I can’t do that. Shouldn’t you all pay the price for your sins in the past and perish on the day when Heavenly Father cannot return?”
『An asshole plays fucking poppins. All right, fuck you. Quit if you don’t want to talk.”
I’ve been saying I won’t worry about my wives, but I don’t have time to mingle with this old man with dementia. Maybe I should just throw that bastard off and peek at his memory.
What if you fail to read your memory? What do you know, Sifal?
“Let’s do that. The end of all things is near.”
Ashkat chuckled and laughed softly, then suddenly started pointing at his own blood vessels at fucking speed. Its location and movements are somehow familiar!
It’s the hair loss buff that bald elf used!
『This dog is a bunch, but I went to the buff !!』
You don’t know how much stronger the skill that makes the caster stronger will make that kick! I cried out to Nefertiti.
“Sorry for talking amongst ourselves! That bastard needs to be killed quickly!”
“Okay.”
Maybe it’s because he doesn’t talk much and tends to listen to what others have to say? Nefertiti casually waved her whip briefly. A whip that stretched out like a swordsman struck the old man’s wakkoo. It was almost fatal. Did it work?
『Geuuugh!』
Ashkat, whose skin was ripped from the blow to her face, held on with the whip in her teeth.
Fuck! Damn it!
“You bastard!! Why are you so picky on the subject!!”
It was Nefertiti who calmly pulled the whip, but Ashkat managed to point out all the buff blood levels in her body.
『Kuhhhhh!!!』
After spitting out the whip, the elf let out a mad roar that was inappropriate for its age. His fur cap came off as his muscles swelled vividly.
This wrong… He was bald from the start!
Is the only thing long beard! He changed his mana into a fist and snatched the flying Ashkat.
『God Hand!』
“No use!”
Passes… ! Mana dries up quickly!
Is the Gugalmyeonggyeong being maintained? Damn, I hit it hard, but it’s still a foul technique. I took a few steps back and cast a buff spell.
“Conflict!!!”
Ashkat then pretended to grab his palm.
‘Fuck! Is this the technique I used on Veronica?!’
I can’t feel the mana, so I have no choice but to read it with motion!
Intuitively, I released all the mana I was trying to put into the buff and retreated. Mana could have been disturbed.
『You called my life a wilderness, young man!』
Ashkat, who used to look skinny, has a swollen body!
Except for the reddened skin color, it was the same as that of the elf, but the face distorted like that of a demon was miserable.
『That’s enough! This is the wilderness I have created! Soil for our god to bloom in the future! Even the princess who devoted herself to faith! I also! I decided to live as a seed for that!!”
『Fuck the seeds!! Don’t be a jerk and look carefully!!
I did Waragari as a step to escaping master’s degree. Those muscles weren’t supposed to be water muscles!
Moreover, the sudden change of situation did not stop there.
‘Patience!’
Like the back of my hand in winter, my mana coating cracked.
Before that, her magic would be maintained if she didn’t touch her body, but now, even at a distance, her mana would dry up little by little.
‘At this rate, the difference in physical ability will double.’
It’s fucking dangerous.
Shall I pour my magic beyond the limit of Gugal Myung-gyeong? If so, what if the amount of mana or the mana cost ratio of the skill is used?
There is no time to delay. The speed at which mana dries up gradually increases.
At this rate, within a few minutes, Beast Return itself could be unleashed.
『If it was the right ending, would I even be afraid of death! Let’s turn my life and yours into ashes together!”
Do you dare to pay the price of your life on the same level as a young man like me? I was very upset, but it didn’t come out with sharp numbers.
Guguaguaguagua! Kwagwagwagwagwa-!!
A chain of rice cake fists like a major earthquake or landslide!
It is as if an image like a wilderness spewing magma bursts out of the hastily blocked window!
This bastard… Are you using a magma blow that is stronger than a flame in a hierarchical relationship? It’s like a kwonbeop that he polished while remembering the day Alfheim was burned.
‘If it attacks, it’s the left eye.’
Block the attack and find the enemy’s weakness.
The left face exploded after being hit by a whip during the buff earlier! As long as it’s not getting better and the color of the eyes is flowing down like grapes have been burst, if you’re aiming for a gap, it’s on the left.
─Shock!
While dodging, Nefertiti met eyes.
She, who was guarding Nottang’s dementia punch with me, had bruises on her white arms, but still nodded her head with her expression calm.
The image of Notang, whom I saw for the first time today, is also handed down. Shouldn’t we be fighting together?
I made a shoulder tackle after exchanging opinions faster than her thoughts in those eyes. Nefertiti moved to the square of Ashkat.
─Quaang!!
Ashkat wasn’t even thin in his brain.
The only remaining eye color kept the blind spot in check and pressured me. It was a move that anticipated that we would be aiming for his blind spot. But I have no choice but to pay attention or not.
Sabak… Nefertiti infiltrated mana into the ground.
Her toes stood lightly like her models, but the ground they stepped on shattered and bounced high as if struck by a meteorite. Nefertiti rotated her body like a ballerina.
Whirik—Perverted!
The rock that floated on Mana was smashed into pieces.
Nefertiti swung her whip over her head, mana dried or not. Her stuck mana revolved around and engulfed the stone fragments like a sandstorm.
A wind reminiscent of a giant snake coiling itself around a desert storm!
『Kuuuuu!!』
When the stone fragments accelerated at that rate flew in, they could not be stopped even with the googling mirror that dried up mana. Of course Ashkat, delirious, stretched out his hand.
『Look this way.』
Stupid asshole I thrust the spear under Ashkat’s chin, who turned his head.
『Cheak!』
Ashkat dodged it with his physical ability to suck. But without hesitation, I turned the spear and spread the old god’s mana throughout my body. Wasteless martial arts dwells in your hands.
The skills I had further honed while training with the Valkyrie spread through my spear.
─Push shot!!
I stabbed Ashkat in the chest. Noticing that the spear had no mana, Ashkat grabbed the spear to block it with physical force.
I was aiming for that. Didn’t this bastard continue to show the attitude of trying to hold on to the weapon? There’s no way a master like us wouldn’t be able to read it.
‘I just found out. Skills that must be used.’
As I was about to grab the spear pole, I twisted my spear more than 180 degrees, twisting my wrist.
Ping-!!!
The fierce spin entangled the air and hands that touched it, and completely twisted it. Ashkat’s arm twisted as if it had been pulled into factory machinery.
『Kuuuuugh!! This gnome——!!”
His elbow joints were torn and bones protruded as he headbutted my head. I lightly avoided the struggle and retreated.
《With my own strength and form (m xpS.Im xprw.I), I reach the edge of the fortress (in.Ni r Drw xpSwt).》
─Whoops! Nefertiti swung her whip as she recited the scriptures.
The spinning stone spewed out like a whipped horse and pierced Ashcat like a meteor.
『Keooooo!!!』
Ashkat, with his defense arm broken, yelled and tried to stamp his knee on me as the wind blew through his body. He couldn’t dodge and somehow blocked it, but he couldn’t help being blown away.
Bang-!! Ashkat, badly wounded and impatient, lunged at me.
Breaking through the rocky meteor, distorting the half-collapsed head from being beaten.
Even though he had a ruthless appearance, what made him move was definitely some intense tenacity.
A wasteland left only ashes after being burned.
That was the expression that could categorically define the life of that old elf.
But to say to the wilderness that nature has declined is the arrogance of creatures.
Nature was just nature. A swamp full of poison, a wilderness without a single blade of grass, and a dense forest were just another form of nature.
Dividing what is better is a criterion set by the creature as it pleases.
A wilderness tens of thousands of years ago could be a forest today, and vice versa.
As the mana coating was depleted, only the mana I possessed was the mana of the Old God, which manifested [Gerture], And the runes waiting for the time to germinate while crouching inside.
Compared to Ashkat, I have a lot to fill the image of my inner world.
There were times when I wondered if it was a waste of time.
As Shatis, the god of hunting, said, wouldn’t it have been stronger if he had concentrated on rune magic or martial arts?
Still, I was able to learn from this fight today. That there was no need to worry about that.
Purple. In the words of a monk who was obsessed with one belief.
‘If you try to walk single-handedly, you might end up in the wrong place like Ashkat.’
As much as I learned miscellaneous things, I came back from a distance.
But that was the shortcut. Because the growth of a warrior is not climbing, but accumulation.
If there are flowers in the mountains, there must also be springs, and there must also be animals, soil, and trees.
We are not climbing mountains. It was to create a landscape in one’s own mind.
So, the strength of a warrior was similar to cultivating one’s own mountain.
So even though there was wastage in my life, there was no pointless time.
The time spent wandering the road is also the process of reaching the top of the mountain.
──The end of the journey is the beginning of another journey.
Odin, who was gazing at the universe while clinging to the World Tree, realized the truth and put it into a single rune.
【ᚱ(Raidō).】
Embracing the true meaning, the rune manifests itself.
Even the power of the Gugal Myung-gyeong, which drains mana, did not stain the expression of the runes.
With the beast return coating off, my body instantly disappeared from the space.
『What is this… 』
Ashkat, who rushed at me, widened her eyes as if she was trying to find me who had completely disappeared from the world. I could sense it with my five senses crushed in the translucent world.
That’s how he stopped, a moment in the middle of the day.
Leaping through space, I escaped from the dimensional gap.
─Suddenly.
A spear that appeared through the surface dimension invisible to the naked eye pierced the old elf’s chest and came out. 【Gertur】 It was the 1st poomsae of the attack aircraft.
I let out the breath I had been holding back while swinging the spear.
“… Is it a short-range space movement evasion device? Worth it.”
─Puff!
The old elf’s chest spurted bright red blood.
