277. Savior (4)
#278
“...Hello.”
Ronan bowed his head. The savior smiled softly. I think I’ve done well so far, but the problem is, I can’t think of anything else to say.
‘It’s filthy awkward.’
She gave Elcia a sneak peek, but she didn’t have time to look at Ronan’s face as she sobbed eagerly in joy at the resurrection of the savior.
“Heh...Huh...Finally...”
‘Damn it.’
Ronan twitched his lips. After greeting, the savior did not say anything and just looked at himself. Damn, do you have anything you want to say to your son whom you haven’t seen in a long time? Ronan, who was scratching his head, got lucky.
“Uh...how are you feeling?”
“It’s much better. Much better.”
“I don’t think so.”
Ronan narrowed his eyes. It seemed to have improved from before, but there was no change in the fact that being alive was a mysterious fatal wound. Through a hole the size of the child’s head, he could still see the scenery behind him.
“Hmm, it would be correct to say that we have passed the critical hurdle. It has healed to the point where self-healing is possible, so now all it takes is time.”
“Then I’m glad.”
“I can’t believe you really came to get Abel’s blood... I can’t help but respect your courage and strength.”
said the savior. As he said, the wound was slowly healing. I was relieved to think that I hadn’t been in vain.
However, there was one part that stung my conscience. Ronan replied coolly.
“Then I just picked up what had fallen. I don’t know who hurt the monster.”
“is it. If it wasn’t you, that kid who would definitely be here would have done it.”
“what? Are you my sister?”
Ronan’s eyes widened. I couldn’t figure out what this meant. As for my older sister, she was the one who asked me out because she was afraid to twist the chicken’s neck.
Even though he acted confidently by saying he would cook meat for me, I could still see him tearing up when something happened to bleed.
That such a person engaged in a sword fight with the Nebula Clazie cult leader and even wounded him? Rather, it was easier to imagine Asher pulling Marja with her telekinetic powers and hitting Keith. The savior continued.
“Your sister... so Iril has a much stronger blood than you. Of course, you are superior in terms of individual strength, but that child is also at the level of defending himself.”
It was a calm voice, as if explaining common sense. Ronan was still trying to imagine the image of Iril stabbing with a dumbfounded expression.
“No way.”
“It is true. It’s just that Mujae didn’t have a chance to wake up thanks to the child’s other abilities. I wished I wouldn’t wake up forever...”
“...let’s just say that. That’s right, I have something to ask you.”
Suddenly, Ronan snapped his fingers. Hearing the shocking news all of a sudden delayed getting to the point.
There were a lot of questions I wanted to ask and a lot of things that were overdue, but now was the time to focus only on saving Ilil. It was the car he was trying to explain.
“There is no need to explain everything. I’ve already seen it all I’m guessing Erill was kidnapped by my foolish brother? You’re here to ask for advice.”
“What, how did you know that?”
Ronan raised his eyebrows. Come to think of it, the conversation just before was a conversation that couldn’t be established if you didn’t know what happened to Irill. The flow was so natural that I didn’t even notice it.
“It’s nothing. My eyes were closed but my ears were open. I remember all the conversations you and Elcia had in here.”
“her.”
Ronan chuckled. I didn’t expect to be conscious even in the glass coffin. Of course, the good news was that I didn’t have to elaborate. The savior salivated.
“Hmm... Anyway, if Abel took the kid, things aren’t going too well. The purpose is also the purpose, but since he must have taken them to the general headquarters, he will have to deal with Abel and the archbishops at once...” “
Exactly. What can I do? Even better if you tell me how to stop the winged bald heads.”
“That makes some sense.”
Ronan smiled. Well, anyone who knew Iril’s face would easily be able to figure out why the young man was overreacting. There was an awkward silence for a while. The savior, who was reflecting on his memories, opened his mouth.
“Then let’s go now.”
“Go. Where?”
“Shouldn’t we defeat Abel and save my daughter?”
“What, didn’t you say you could never win before?”
Ronan’s eyes widened. It was different from what I had just heard. The savior shook his head.
“To be precise, I said that you couldn’t win as of now. There are ways to increase your odds.”
“What is it?”
“I’ll talk about that as we go. Please carry me on my back.”
“...yes?”
“hurry. I have to walk for quite a long time, but I think I won’t be able to get there in my current state.”
The Savior explained that in order to even have a chance of winning, you had to go to a specific location somewhere in the Sea of Wraiths. It was so shameless that I laughed out loud. It was absurd, but once you believe it, it’s worth it, so Ronan lowered his back and squatted in place.
“What is...”
“Ouch...don’t take care of me.”
The savior was carried by Ronan without hesitation. Somehow, the more we talked, the more people seemed to be different from what we expected.
Perhaps because he was confined in a glass coffin for a long time, the savior felt very light. Tapping on the back plate, he said admiringly.
“Your back is wide.”
“...Heng.”
Ronan laughed. I couldn’t explain how I feel right now. It wasn’t very good, but it wasn’t bad either. The savior, who had settled down, said to Elsia.
“Elcia. keep your seat It won’t take that long.”
“I will follow your will.”
Elcia bowed her head. She was looking at the two of them with a mixture of emotion and concern. The savior who directed Ronan as if he were handling a horse opened his mouth.
“Then let’s go.”
****
Unexpectedly, the road to the secret location led to the ruins. After leaving the room, Ronan followed the savior’s instructions and moved on. The two climbed down a ladder to a small room that looked like a food warehouse in the most secluded part of the ruins.
“How far did it lead?”
“Deep... to the very depths. Are you tired?”
“Not really. I just asked because I was curious how long it would take.”
Ronan snorted. It wasn’t really difficult or difficult at all. After climbing down the ladder for about 30 minutes, this time a long and steep slope came out.
“...It’s filthy cold.”
Even his breath seemed to freeze. The deeper I went, the colder it seemed. It was surprising that there was a place like this in the sea of ghosts.
Contrary to what I said earlier, the savior remained silent on the way. It seemed that he was nervous because his expression was not very good. After going down the slope for a long time, Ronan asked a question.
“So what is that method? How can I beat Abel now?”
“......You can feel the magic of Vajra and the heat of the primordial embers in your heart. It’s really refreshing to do Haeju in this way.”
“yes? What is that all of a sudden...”
“Ronan. I know you’ve tried everything to get rid of the curse. Even so, half of the curse still remains in your body.”
Ronan sighed. I didn’t expect that the curse story would come out here. The savior left him embarrassed and continued.
“I am going to get rid of that.”