267 267. 74. If the night is long, the dream is deep (5)

The pain that seemed to burn my heart came to me.

I turned my eyes white.

“Sire! Sire! ”

“Noooooooooooo!”

The screams of my dearest ears.

“I...!"

"... my... foot...!...! ”

Even then it faded away.

Consciousness became obscured.

I heard a sharp tinnitus tearing the tympanic membrane.

The sky collapses and the earth rises.

As the heavens and the earth were turned upside down, I began to fall down.

Down, down more than that.

Squirrel.

I heard the hearing.

Cold war is over.

Even the pain that seemed to burn my heart in that horrible winter froze.

I thought in awkward consciousness.

I've already been through the same situation.

The day I first peeked at the memories of my previous life was just like now.

It was also not the same at the same time.

The memory of my previous life came to me slowly, but today's work is my own.

In addition, that day was just a glimpse of death, beyond boundaries.

And now I've completely crossed that line.

Because I'm dead.

I looked down.

The darkness that I once saw was waiting for me with my mouth wide open.

I looked up again.

A world frozen under a lake in the middle of winter.

I looked up at the water in a daze, and it sank endlessly.

Then, at some point, terrible pain came.

This is what happens when you lose weight.

This is what happens if the bones of your whole body are broken.

This is what would happen if the Orthodox butcher were to burn to death.

The ritual seemed to fly away in terrible pain.

Perhaps he would have been better off.

It would have been less painful.

But the pain constantly reminded me.

All I could do was sink endlessly.

It's cold.

My body seems to be burning, but my soul is freezing.

My fragmented and fragmented soul struck each other, stabbed each other, and shattered even better.

And it was breaking, and it was slowly hardening.

I'm afraid.

I don't think I can squeeze my soul back together.

It's like it's going to become powder and leave nothing behind, and it's going to scatter.

I was so scared.

But I knew.

The time I was given was running out.

The end given to me was approaching.

There was still nothing I could do.

The outcome won't be different if you try it again.

A moment of extinction when the gear will come to me even if I turn away.

I just waited.

Struggling for pain.

Sautéed in the cold.

Shaking in fear.

It was so fragmented and frozen that it was repeated.

That's how I waited for extinction.

It was a horrible time that has not been easy for me for many years.

It was too harsh for a handful of souls to bear.

But nevertheless.

Kick.

I laughed.

I remembered the faces of countless people.

Arwen, Adelia, Vincent, Carls, Bernardo.

My knights, whom I love.

Outsiders, Jordans, Knights of Winter Castle and Rangers.

Gunne, Gionne, and the Swordsmen.

Ophelia, Agnes.

My people, whom I loved.

King, Maximilian. Villefeld, Siorin, Doris.

There are countless others.

Just remembering their faces made them laugh.

I thought you had fun.

Hate, love. Fight, understand.

That's probably the only moment I've ever had in my life.

But at the same time, it will also be the most intense moment in my life.

If someone asks me later, I will answer confidently.

It wasn't a long time, but it was fun. They're here. They're doing great.

I grew small.

[... but why are you making such a ridiculous face.]

I heard a sharp voice somewhere.

It was Agnes.

[I have lived so well and why do you have such a face?]

I'm worried.

[What the hell?]

I was tired of looking at me white at the last moment, so I didn't forget the faces of my loved ones.

[Why would they?]

Thoughtful Arwen will not blame me for my death.

I don't know if Adelia is afraid to cry alone without me.

I don't know if it's hard to believe that Vincent lost his job after being an outsider.

I don't think Carls is responsible enough.

A fool like Eli won't break his dreams because of me.

And I couldn't bear it because I was worried that those left would not have a hard time because of me.

[... stupid.]

I know, I know.

[Worried for the rest of my life and pretending to be all alone.]

I was saddened by the unworthy color of my heart.

[You're an idiot.]

I stopped laughing at that warm verb.

[■ ■ Do not smile with the same face. ■ Because it is the same.]

Thank you, Agnes.

Agnes didn't answer. And he didn't even talk to me anymore.

But I could feel her still watching me.

Probably trying to get my last one together.

I'm afraid I'll disappear lonely.

To let me forget even the slightest fear and pain of extinction.

Thanks to this, I was able to wait for the extinction of my mind.

I thought so.

But it wasn't.

A space where you don't even know where you're going up or down.

A dark darkness emanates from the muzzle that was wide open down there.

I've never seen it myself, but I didn't know what it was.

Soul predator.

The substance of the power to eat without even leaving a trace of the soul that I sacrificed when I was a sword.

The greedy beast was shattering, and looking at my soul, I was returning to my taste.

When I saw it, the fear of extinction, which I had forgotten for a moment, raised my head again.

Terrible pain began to reign over me again.

I did not struggle.

I grabbed my unbroken soul and stared at him.

If he's going to be eaten anyway, he'll open his eyes and stare at his chick. So that my end may not be miserable and vile.

He hovers around me.

It's like my soul is waiting to be shattered to eat.

Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

After the darkness, there remained a dark darkness. So when he circled around me a few times, my surroundings were covered in darkness.

Smulsmull.

The darkness draws a little closer.

[... poor Gruhorn.]

Eating the fragments of my soul out of my body.

[My dear teacher, and my friend. Please, your [...]

Swallowing up Agnes' voice.

That's how he finally came before me.

My eyes were blackened.

It was only darkness, and only darkness.

It was so dark and dark that I could see nothing.

Even the faces of the dearest who were chewing to the last.

I cut costs.

Even if I became alone.

I had a hunch.

That the moment of extinction is imminent.

And that moment was more horrible than I thought.

I was alone. I was scared.

I hear you chewing in the dark.

I didn't know whether it was the hallucinations that my horror created, or whether he really was real.

It's just that if there was something certain, he wouldn't be satisfied with just the crumbs.

And the last thing on the table of an unsatisfied man will be the pieces of my remaining unscathed soul.

I realized.

The identity of that greedy beast I once called.

It is perhaps one of the most powerful enemies I have ever defeated, in this terrible world, a stubborn and formidable evil itself that will never be dispersed for an indefinite period of time.

I saw him. He was looking at me, too.

Full of expectation and evil gaze, he was waiting for me to break even better.

And finally, the moment he was waiting for came.

Two pieces of soul fell from my body.

I saw two pieces of soul with a terrible sense of loss and helplessness.

A large piece that shines gloriously in the dark.

And a small, humble piece that shines faintly incomparably.

The moment I saw it, I found out.

A large piece was my previous life, and a small one was the life of Charlna, who lived as Idrian Leonberger.

Darkness opened her mouth.

Aah...

Seeing that, I hit my head like crazy.

I desperately reached out.

And I grabbed it.

The small side of a large and small piece of soul, Idrian Leonberger, reminds me of my life.

I hold a piece of my soul in my arms.

I curled up.

Waiting for the pain of extinction to come.

He shook his mouth and opened his mouth.

I closed my eyes.

Hugging the rest of my soul more tightly.

Hey. Hey.

I said goodbye to those I loved.

However, the pain of extinction, which seemed to be coming right away, did not come.

Khhhhhh.

Instead, I heard a scream of pain.

I opened my eyes again.

And I saw it.

A glowing golden soul before me.

I saw a lump of light with no body.

[I couldn't help but notice.]

That's what Agnes said to me bluntly.

Why?

[I just repay the debt.]

What a debt.

[As you did with me, so will I.]

I felt like I was hit by an unexpected answer.

Then he cried out in a sauce.

Get out of my way. The darkness in front of me is nothing but a soul.

[When did you have a fight? I only fought because I had to fight.]

I shouted once more.

Get out of my way.

[Stupid guy. That's how the King caught the big one. If I had, it would have helped you a little.]

Unlike rebuking, it's a strong voice that somehow makes me feel great.

I was puzzled.

I wanted to push her away if I could.

Don't let her get caught up. so that that that shining soul does not fall before the immense darkness that cannot be protested against.

But now that I was so small and weak, all I could do was scream.

[Slowly, quietly] Don't worry. Who was I? A knight who slaughtered Eda the Giant King, and a great man who covered all the wonders of the world.]

It was just a light with no shape, but somehow I could see Agnes as a fugitive with an annoying ear.

[There is no one to follow now, and even a sharp dagger becomes a stab.]

I kept calling Agnes.

[Stop whining. I'm ringing my ear. I died once, and I'm dying again.]

I shouted bitterly. It's not just death. It is a complete extinction that is not even given the opportunity of a Yun meeting.

[The man who sacrificed my soul said no...]

I heard a terrible roar before Agnes even finished talking to Mitcher.

At the same time, Agnes' soul began to shine more gloriously.

[If I'm extinguished, don't poke me. I just hate it.]

Darkness ran scarcely before the words were finished.

And a glorious golden flash burns and pushes out the darkness.

An endless fight.

Agnes!

I desperately summoned her to stand by her.

However, my soul, which had already been damaged as it would have been lost, could not even move forward.

The glorious clerk of gold began to shake anxiously.

Darkness flies more bluntly.

The great soul became a fragment and scattered all around.

[Strong! If I had met you in my life, I would have been a good opponent!]

Agnes did not retreat, even as my soul was shaved.

Just like I did before my life.

But the outcome was set from the beginning.

The darkness that grew up eating the souls I had fed on in the past hour was as absolute as it was in this space.

I cried and cried again, hoping that Agnes would withdraw even now.

But she kept fighting, and it kept getting smaller.

Oh, no!

Agnes looked back at me.

[If we'd both met when we were human, it would have been fun.]

In that warm voice I was evil.

I grabbed a small piece in my hand.

My most precious moment I've ever vowed to take with me to the end.

Burn that piece to push it out of the dark.

At that moment a miracle occurred.

[You pretend to be cool all by yourself.]

A glorious white flash appeared before the darkness.

[Long time no see.]

My best friend and ancestor of the Kingdom of Leonberg, the Dragon Slayer.

[I've been watching you the whole time and it's gross.]

And there was a golden band of light gathered around him.

It was the same gold of Agnes, but unlike it, it was a secular symbol.

[Money Ghosts have done something that doesn't make any money.]

[Though I reveal the money, the calculation is like a knife. And I owe Gruhorn nothing.]

It was the soul of the mercenary king.

And there was a light blooming beside him that could not be seen.

[What debt? A debt you sold Gruhorn to someone else?]

[I was a little desperate then.]

[The mercenary king of the world is making excuses.]

I heard a wacky voice.

It was the voices that I was used to, and missed, one with another.

They were the souls of the great knights who had been with me in the past.

The dragon slayer looks back at me.

[You are not alone.]

In the words of the dragon slayer, other souls are raving.

[It's so cool. It is a covenant that I ask for my descendants without conscience, on the frivolous subject of the exploitation of our adorable Gruhorn.]

[If you have a conscience, you should have gone first, rather than the greedy lady.]

[Stop!]

The chatter of the souls, which continued constantly in sharp shouts, stopped.

It was Agnes.

She was shining as gloriously as when she first appeared before me.

[Chuda later. It's time to do what needs to be done.]

The souls begin to shine a glorious light of color.

And the golden clerk, shining more gloriously than any soul, went forward.

[Let's go, Knights of the Great Sunrise.]

A glorious army of light shoots out towards the darkness.