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Noble Sacrifice (1)

‘Survive. Rafael.’

Makeup....

‘I'm not ignoring you. I don't blame you, Raphael. Technically, it's not because of you, it's because of my personal thoughts. I'm... I'm scared. I'm scared, Raphael. ’

Master.

‘Will there be no one who remembers who we really are... That's scary. I just think they're dirty contractors who sold their souls to the devil... That's scary. Can't even one person understand us... I'm so afraid of that. That's why I want you to live. I want you to stay alive and watch our end. It's gonna be tough, but I need you to take over. ’

Transl at ed b y Ｊp m tl .c o ｍ That's not true, Director. You don't have to think like that.

Not all of us, but surely somewhere in, there must be someone who understands us.

There must be people who remember and honor this. There will come those who understand the noble will of the members.

‘No, we will be remembered as evil. The world will condemn us to evil, whether we succeed or fail. That's never gonna change. But Raphael, not one. If only one of you remembers us... Yes, I believe this meaningless comfort will mean a great deal to the rest of the group. ’

But….

‘I want you to watch our last appearance. I want you to tell our story in your eyes and in your heart. The beginning was just revenge, but still... I want you to remember that there were people who fought for our home, and I want you to record that there were people who fought for the justice of the continent. Please.'

I'm gonna fight with you, boss. A lot of comrades' deaths... We can't just watch the Master's death...

‘One last favor. This is my last request. ’ Tra ns l a ted by Jp mtl .ｃom

“ ……. ”

“Master... ”

I had to quietly look at the scene of the battle.

I had no choice but to keep an eye on those noble people. What more do I need to say?

The starting point was different and not a good start, but what can I say about the group that eventually went towards the right goal?

Perhaps no expression can represent them. No rhetoric can represent their feelings.

I feel so damned that I have no choice but to watch the situation helplessly. My hands tremble and cold sweat flows out.

I bit my lips tightly with the shaking of my emotions, but tears began to protrude from my eyes without me knowing.

Every time there's a huge explosion, I want to turn my head. I'm not sure I want to see that battle to the end. But….

Let's open our eyes and see the end of everyone. That was the last thing he could do as a member of the Mission.

“Don't back down! Don't back down! A little more... A little more... and I can definitely reach you. Think about the past. Move your body! Let's think about what we're here for. ”

‘I should have been there too... ’

It's a temperamental trait, but the truth is, no matter who had the warmer heart than anyone else, Warrior Gabe...

Lucilla, who joined us late, but has always been the center of us as a sorcerer of the Order.

T r an slate d by Ｊpｍ t l.ｃ oｍ Though he was branded as a criminal for stealing bread, he was actually a republic bully who had to feed his struggling brothers.

Sirviola, the priest who secretly supported us behind our backs.

I see everyone at a glance.

You have already crossed the limit. Their bodies had already begun to collapse long ago. The output that I could produce into my body had been surpassed a long time ago.

It will be painful. Everyone is not talking, but it will be painful.

It will be painful to move your legs, to wield your swords, to form Demibeasts, and even to shout out loud voices.

I can see it in a rough way.

I feel the burning sensation of hell with a frowning face, but I keep moving my body to my vision.

Who can blame the devil for seeing him?

Who dares to reproach their own filth by sacrificing their own bodies to fight evil?

Perhaps no one can deny their nobility. Definitely would I'm sure they will.

Everyone who looks at that battlefield will eventually understand the group.

It was then that I heard a voice next to me.

“You bastards! ”

“Because of those dirty devil contractors... Chairman Lee... ugh... ”

T ra n sla t ed b y jp mtl .ｃom “Sir, cheer up. Please, come on!”

“Cheer up, Your Eminence Lee. Cheer up!"

“I pray, Your Eminence, that I may avert this ordeal." Let us pray for the Honorary Cardinal Lee who is resisting us. ”

My hands are shaking. This is because I feel an unknown hostility in the voices coming from everywhere.

“Those demonic contractors! The continent is not yours! Never lose the light, never! ”

‘That's not it. It's not that con man you should be cheering for... ’

“Look at that disgusting man who sold his own soul. I'm afraid I'll make it in my dreams. Where the hell did those kites come from...? Since the demons are still playing like this, it's no wonder our chairman is working on this. This is all your fault, isn't it? Those filthy demons have demolished a part of our shrine! ”

‘He is not for the continent. Truly for the continent... we... are the death squad. ’

“Cheer up, Jo Hye-jin! Break his head! ”

“I pray. I pray. Please protect His Holiness, Jo Hye-jin. Please.”

“You can't just sit there and watch. Those of you who can fight will carry your own weapons. I can't watch you suffer any longer. Yeah, I can't look anymore. How long do I have to hide behind you? Let us prove here... that even the slightest force can be a great force, my friends. ”

‘Your swords are not meant to go to the death squad. He's a crook to kill. ’

“That's right. It's a weak force, but we can fight it. Even if I die here, I still want to help the continent and the Cardinal of Honor. I'll fight. Let's move on. Let's not stare, let's act. ”

‘That's not it. That's... that's not it. ’

“We're on our way, sir! ”

“We have to stop them from going up there. Look at that face... ” Tra ns late d b y jpm t l.c o m

“ ……. ”

“If we get hurt... You're not concentrating properly. Watching them from this far away and praying is all we can do. If you try to give us a little help... it'll be an opportunity for the Demon Contractors. Why... Why can't the Honorable Cardinal let go of that corrupt power? ”

"You are not the devil's contractor. ’

“Well, what should we do? ”

“Pray. As always, the goddess looks up to the Honorable Cardinal. Let us pray.”

A group of comrades who vomit blood and do not rest their feet and hands until the end of their vomit flashes before their eyes.

It is heterogeneous; the landscape you think of and the landscape others think of is very exotic.

I was so confused even myself about what justice really was, I don't know what else to say.

Those who sold themselves as cursed children, who were damn demons, could not understand in any direction.

They don't know anything about the Master and his comrades.

They do not know anything about the secrets and truths of the cardinals.

‘You don't know anything. ’

Is it really worth dying for? To protect this continent... For these people...

“Why did you fight...? ”

I can see one of them down. Every time one of them falls, cheers pop out from everywhere.

“Why... have you been through so much... for these people...?" ”

“Good job!”

“I believed you! ”

“Take out all those filthy demon contractors! ”

“Be careful!”

What are the members thinking right now?

I wonder what they're thinking listening to those voices.

‘Cheer up, Master. ’

Can I reach my voice? Can I reach it?

‘Don't lose to that dirty trickster. Never lose. ’

“Strength... Be strong. ”

‘Don't fall down. ’

“Come on! Don't fall down! Cheer up! We're cheering you on. Cheer up!"

I stood among the crowd and sent out a loud voice, but I can't reach it.

“Those bastards are getting up again. Those vile demon contractors are back on their feet. ”

“Those filthy creatures... How can they move even if their hearts are pierced...? ”

“Look at the cock spitting dark red saliva. I'm afraid the Honorable Cardinal will be exposed to that energy. ”

“W-watch those demons get up again. All the fallen ones are raising themselves up. ”

Did I touch it? Did I really hear a voice? I can't be sure it's his voice that's moving the members again.

Probably mistaken. How can members distinguish their voices among a large crowd?

But all I can say is shout that my throat is going to burst. It's all he can do to trust that he will reach out and send support.

‘Miracles…. ’

If there is a God, it's a miracle for those poor people.

A small miracle for those who were hurt and abandoned and left in the world.

‘May you reach it. ’

It's not that hard.

‘May you reach it. ’

The power to move them any further.

I hope you can reach it! ’

The power to resist the absolute evil of the continent.

“Come on... come on. Cheer up!"

“Cheer up, Your Eminence Lee! ”

“Cheer up.Knng... Cheer up. (* Cough *) Cheer up! ”

“Good job! Jo Hye-jin! Good job!”

“Huff-puff... Cheer up. Be... strong. ”

“Let us pray. For the Eminence's sake, let us all speak together for the Chairman. ”

“Huff-puff... stand up. Ugh... God... Please... Please give them a little miracle... ”

“The chairman is getting up again. Let's cheer a little more! ”

“Come on!!!!! ”

Right after.

I slowly turned my head to see the director who found himself mixed up in the crowd.

I couldn't see it properly because of the vision obscured by tears, but I could definitely see him smiling.

You must have heard your voice saying thank you for cheering me on, so I can clearly see your talking face now.

‘I got it.'

“Thank you."

‘We touched it. ’

“Ugh... Thank you... ”

The director holding the sword upright, once again, looks at the members holding hands and transferring the last remaining power to each other.

“Win, you must... win. ”

This is the end of the long journey. Let's keep our eyes open and watch the end. Let's look at their last appearance without turning our heads.

“You have to... win. ”