Chapter 595

Chapter 595

C595

Within three years, Rosa Runcandel's time will come to an end.

It was uncertain whether it was death or becoming a monster like Smarion Proch, or something else.

The possibility was extremely slim, but if she managed to overcome the "demonization," she could reach Genesis Knight status like Ron.

However, Jin decided to exclude the possibility of Rosa ascending to Genesis Knight.

Not just anyone, Rosa herself used the phrase 'I'll endure,' and according to Jin's thoughts, Rosa believed that it was impossible to completely rid herself of demonization with her own power.

Even Cyron, who had already reached the rank of Genesis Knight, was aware that his remaining time wasn't so long.

Rosa knew her condition better than anyone.

"Rather, what you should worry about is Zipple's recovery, not me. Kelliark Zipple can't even move right now... but he'll probably regain his strength faster than I will."

Rosa wasn't the only one in the clan who fell into demonization.

The black knights and elite knights who survived the war were also exposed to chaos, big and small.

The same happened with Zipple.

"When he regains his strength, he won't be able to move recklessly within the agreed period."

"I suppose so. However, it's impossible for him not to be aware that that means nothing. When the ceasefire ends, if they have overwhelming power over us. That day will mark the beginning of extinction."

The official ceasefire was for five years.

The public hoped for the ceasefire to last forever, but both clans knew it was the last breath of the thousand-year-long war, the calm before the storm.

Once the ceasefire ended, the winner and the loser would be definitively decided.

"So, this is your last chance. Use every possible means to prove you were right. If you succeed, you'll have everything the clan possesses."

'If I give them confidence to stop their demonization, complete the machine and fleet, and bring the Thousand-Year War to victory.'

Jin will be the patriarch. Rosa spoke of that.

Jin embarked on the final journey to ascend to the Runcandel throne. However, one thing seemed a bit strange to him, but Jin didn't immediately believe Rosa's words.

"The younger one."

"Yes, Mother."

"The Prophet has already said that you can immediately execute anything you propose. But the reason I give you a chance is because Cyron believes in you... and there's a part of you that has influenced me a bit."

"I didn't think the day would come when I'd hear a joke from my mother. I don't know if you're weighing me and the Prophet."

Rosa smiled at Jin's lifeless voice.

"I hope the scale tips in your favor."

"Mother, the Prophet. And the former Provisional Flagbearer, Joshua Runcandel, who is imprisoned in a dungeon."

Jin turned around and stopped speaking for a moment.

"I will certainly end them with my own hands, so I wish you all well until then."

"It's been a bold statement that moved me to tears. I think the conversation is over, so let's leave."

Jin followed Rosa casually and left the office.

Suddenly, Jin realized it was the first time he walked through the Garden of Swords with Rosa.

Moreover, Rosa's steps were as cheerful as someone who had good news.

It was the first time Jin had seen Rosa like this.

"All members on standby in the house, line up in the garden."

Rosa didn't call anyone separately, nor did she even raise her voice. She simply spoke it into the air, but Rosa's command spread instantly.

Though not in a normal state, her presence still exuded majesty.

The Flagbearers, knights, elders, stewards, scribes, and servants took less than three minutes to gather in the garden.

Rosa stopped walking, and Jin looked for a while at the clan members accompanying her.

"Starting today, the Twelfth Provisional Flagbearer will begin closed-door training. I've gathered you all to announce it, so wish him good luck."

The Family was in a precarious situation, and everyone was enduring busy days, yet closed-door training.

Most were scandalized, but no one dared to express it.

It was because Rosa had acknowledged it.

"When the Twelfth Provisional Flagbearer returns, everyone here must show an appearance better than now, as the Twelfth Provisional Flagbearer has always done."

Indeed, Rosa's actions now were nothing less than a proclamation that the hegemony war of the current generation of flagbearers had ended.

When the battle ended and the Knights were on the verge of death, Ozdock could have easily fled.

Ozdock, however, chose to stay and help in the Knights' recovery.

It wasn't because he feared facing a gruesome death at the hands of Cyron upon returning from the expedition.

It was a decision made only because he felt a sense of loyalty as a member of the expedition team, and also because he considered it the right thing to do.

The Knights were very aware of this fact.

"Thank you... Ozdock."

"Thank you."

Ozdock felt his chest swelling with emotion at Luna and the Knights' voices.

On the other hand, it also pained him.

Although they weren't dead, most of the Knights were already irreversibly engulfed in Chaos.

The only future left for them was to become monsters during the expedition or die.

As the power of the story weakened, Ozdock also regained some of his old memories.

According to the faintly emerging memories, the only one who had the power to eliminate Chaos was the Witch Heluram.

'A thousand years ago, I heard that Helluram disappeared somewhere in the Black Sea. Ugh, my memories are slowly coming back, but it's still vague. The old man's condition is like this, so he can't ask me if I know anything related to it...'

Naturally, Cyron was the one who suffered the most from Chaos.

Since the end of the battle, he had remained silent, sitting upright without uttering a single word.

"Ozdock."

[Hey, hey, old man!]

Ozdock raised his head while clutching his sore buttocks.

Cyron had suddenly called him after being like a statue for a month, and Ozdock felt like his liver was falling out.

[Oh, old man! You're okay! You're awake!]

"Patriarch!"

Ozdock quickly got up, while Luna and the Knights almost crawled to Cyron.

Cyron slowly got up and extended his energy towards them.

It was a mixture of Genesis Knight aura and mana. That energy seemed to instantly dispel the Chaos clinging to the bodies of his daughter and the Knights.

The invasion hasn't been resolved.

However, the expedition team was able to lift their bodies as if they were going to live just with that.

"Are you forced to be so surprised every time?"

[I'll be careful not to show an embarrassing appearance! I'm so moved and overwhelmed that you've finally gotten up...]

Cyron gave a slight smile at those words.

Ozdock, like the Knights, couldn't help but be surprised by Cyron's appearance.

Interestingly, Cyron's condition seemed even better than before being swallowed by Kial's Chaos.

Everyone felt that his energy had become cleaner.

"Starting today, bring me provisions made from Chaos remnants. I'll purify them with my energy and redistribute them."

[Yes! That's what I'll do, old man!]

While Ozdock energetically retrieved food from the Knights, Cyron looked out towards the human world and lifted Barisada.

It was to pay respects to Ron, who had stopped Gliek in the end and sacrificed himself in battle.

And suddenly, curiosity and confidence towards his younger son arose in him.

'Seeing that I can feel the Shadow Energy from Ron's weak remaining energy even now... The youngest must have played a part in his final enlightenment. In the end, restoring the Family to its rightful place is undoubtedly his responsibility.'

Luna, who regained her energy, also raised her mana naturally contributing to Cyron's energy.

Filled with determination, Luna also channeled her mana to naturally aid Cyron's aura. She shared the same idea as him.

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