Side Story Chapter 188

Side Story Chapter 188

Creshua watched as Joshua picked up Crevasses corpse.

There is one custom common among humans regardless of their nationalities. When someones family dies, their acquaintances come together to mourn the deceased alongside the bereaved. Of course, the exact form of the mourning and funeral differs in every country, but the underlying sentiment is the same, Joshua explained.

What is it that you want to say?

Do you want to come with me? Joshua offered.

Creshua blinked at him in surprise.

Our parents mean a lot to us humans, Joshua continued. Im not sure if dragons feel the same, but one thing is certain.

What is it?

You wouldnt be in this world without Crevasse.

Should I be grateful for the fact that he brought me into this world? I dont find my life in this world to be such a blessing, Creshua answered in a dull voice.

Lilith was dumbstruck. What is his problem?

-Well, hes not that bad. Some dragons do consider their life to be a curse.

A curse? Why?

-Humans live less than one hundred years, but dragons have to endure ten thousand years.

Yes, the word endure would be the most apt description for a dragons existence. Eventually, everything in their lives would bore them because they had already done them. They transformed into the lesser creatures they treated like dirt to squeeze some entertainment out of their lives. Nevertheless, their remaining time in this world was close to an eternity, so they slept away hundreds of years too. Joshua was certain that one of the most unfortunate races on the continent was the dragons.

-Perhaps the reason why the dragons faced extinction from a single human is because they didnt fight back with their full strength. Theres no way that they would have failed to defeat Bel if all of the dragons fought against him together.

Then why did they keep living until now? They could have killed themselves, Lilith muttered.

-By nature, Dragons cant commit suicide. Those creatures believed that theyd transcend and become gods after enduring their divine curse of ten thousand years. Suicide is equivalent to a declaration of surrender.

Which would be an unthinkable act for them, considering their pride. But then, they could have joined forces to become gods

-Every single dragon cooperating to defeat one human and become gods? Thats preposterous.

No matter how hard Lilith thought about it, she couldnt understand dragons and their pride.

But, Creshua began, breaking the silence.

Joshua looked up expectantly.

Im very curious about you because most of the stories I heard once I was born were about this man named Joshua Sanders.

Crevasse talked about me that much?

Among humansno, among all creation, youre the only one he approved of, Creshua replied.

Joshua fell silent. He hadnt expected Crevasse to think that highly of him.

On the same note, the only one whom he respected was the dragon lord Unfortunately, she couldnt escape from death, so the race that Im most curious about right now is humans, especially you and that man named Bel. Thats why Creshua looked at Crevasse and trailed off. Ill go with you.

Im glad to hear that. Im sure that Crevasse is happy up in the sky.

I dont think this is a good thing for you. If you or this Bel fails to live up to my expectations, then Im going kill every one of you myself, Creshua said.

Selim stabbed through a black trolls neck and then stopped, panting. A hundred? No, he had killed several hundred monsters and undead, enough to build a small mountain with their corpses. Even his brave Black Knights were showing their fatigue. If it hadnt been for the undead that Kireua had brought, Selim and the others would have already been pushed back to the castle gates.

How long are you going to sleep, Kireua? Selim wondered.

The devastation on the battlefield had made the soldiers morale hit rock bottom long ago. They were going to pass out from exhaustion before the gates were breached. No, the soldiers were already exhausted. Something had to change.

These annoying undead! When will we be rid of them?!

More monsters are coming! Maybe all the monsters living in the northern mountains came crawling over here.

Shit! His Majesty would have wiped them all away with his spear!

Selim bite his lip. The soldiers complaints made him realize that he still had a long way to go. He wasnt strong enough to replace the Emperor of Avalon with combat prowess, as the peoples anchor, or in any other aspect. It didnt matter that Selim was standing on the frontlines with them, cutting down their enemies.

Im no better than Kireua.

At least Kireua had brought hope to the battlefield by locating the Emperors undead legion.

At this rate Selim trailed off.

Your Highness! Go back and take a break. You cant continue fighting for days without food or sleep.

I cant do that.

But, Your Highness! one of the Black Knights yelled.

Selim was determined.

Theres a high chance that the soldiers morale will falter if I leave the battlefield.

Then Ill fill in for you, Your Highness.

This is a job that only I can do.

Your Highness!

Enough! Selim roared, slamming the end of his spear on the ground. What are you worried about? Im Selim Sanders, the Martial Gods son!

A solemn air settled over the battlefield. Everyone there knew that Selim remained on the frontlines by his willpower alone, so the Black Knight knew that any further protests would be an insult to the Prince.

Black Knights, listen! His Highness has declared that he will fight to the death. Not one of us will yield while the prince still fights!

For the Prince!

The lives of our families and the citizens of Arcardia are in our hands!

All of the Black Knights lifted their swords with a new resolve. The strongest knights in Avalon should never retreat, much less be defeated!

As if the heavens were moved by their determination, the empty sky flickered crimson.

Wait. Red light?

The Black Knights gasped as a ray of red light streaked into the center of the undead.

Is that? Th-Thats His Majestys spear!

From out of nowhere, the battlefield had been graced with the presence of Longin, the spear of the god slayer.