Swordmaster's Youngest Son Chapter 376

Published at 4th of February 2022 12:00:01 PM

"I'm afraid the space is about to collapse.”

said Jean, who felt the subspace vibrating.

"Yes, I'm glad I didn't break it like you said.”

Valeria stood up and shook the lobes lightly and continued her back.

"It was quite an exciting conversation, Jean Looncandel."

During the three hours spent in the subspace, the two talked quite a lot.

Usually, Jin talked and Valeria listened.

As a disciple of his previous life, he told his contemporary colleague how he had lived. Of course, it was not a meaningless conversation about life history, but a conversation to let people know about each other as colleagues.

At a young age (actually right after regression, only from the moment of birth) the contractor of the shadow, the secrets of the world that I learned from my cadet, the things I learned as a backup rider, the things I've been going through since becoming a rider, the plans for the future...….

To meet Valeria in all that process.

Valeria was deeply interested in Jean's story, not empty talk. He thought that the density of time accumulated by a man named Jean Looncandel was very heavy.

'You're only 19 years old, and you've been through a lot.'

Of course Jean also knew what had happened to Valeria's life, now only seventeen. I knew better than anyone that the short happiness of childhood was over, and that I was enduring only a lonely time like a performer.

So, just before the subspace collapsed completely, one story that Valeria put forward was very hot.

"You recognized my remembrance earlier, didn't you?"

"I did."

"It was a tribute to the gray owl mercenary, to my dead family. After they were exterminated by the Zipple, they decided not to have anyone around again.”

Valeria made eye contact with Jean.

Then he closed his mouth trying to say something.

"Why?"

"Nothing. Anyway, after hearing about you, it seems like our work has become a little clearer.”

Jean was inwardly surprised that she had said first about the Grey Owl mercenary.

And I knew what Valeria swallowed.

Psss.......

The collapse of the subspace was accelerating. The particles of Young-ki, which flew like black pollen, spread everywhere and disappeared.

They spent about three hours in the subspace, but outside they were heading toward noon.

[Here it is!]

[They're back, Sheila!]

Lulu and Miru were the first to welcome the two. They were wearing the cape of the spirit armor given by Jean, which looked just like a huge ball of fur.

The pouring rain stopped, and the clouds were lifted, and the bright sun shone on them.

[Have you come back?]

Sheila flew in front of the two and said,

He looked tired. He looked emaciated, even though the fairy's signature light was flowing from all over his body. No wonder he was betrayed by his own people in a day and killed his only brother with his own hands.

"I didn't know time was going to pass like this. While I was away, did any more pursuers come?”

[Yes. Someone's blocking access to the forest.]

"Who..."?

[He called himself Mr. Green Rose.]

[Yes, Mr. Green Rose, I heard you'd know if you said so.]

[We've never met such an easy-to-find man.]

[Even we didn't know Mr. Green rose was next to you?]]

Worried about Lulu and Miru's pursuit, he spent the whole night looking at the forest's entrances.

And when I turned my head at one point, I saw Jonah smiling and tried to flee in amazement. Jonah adored the heroes and gave them a new alias.

"Yona helped me.'

At the same time that I felt grateful, I had goose bumps on my neck.

"How long have you been after me?…?'

I had no idea. That meant that if Jonah had made up her mind, she could kill herself anytime. Of course, Jonah won't do that.

[What's your relationship with Mr. Green Rose?] You're an ally, aren't you?]

"I'm glad we're very close. We're allies."

Lulu and Miru sighing of relief. They had judged that if Jonah were the enemy, Jean would not be able to handle it.

'I don't know exactly when you've been behind me, but I don't think the Zipple will tell you that you've been in the Wantaramo forest with a record sorcerer.'

There was no need to leave the forest in a hurry. While in the open space, he was worried that he might not be able to talk to Sheila because of the poor outside conditions.

Jean made eye contact with Sheila.

"The fairy-like descendant was just a name given by people, Sheila. You're not descendants. You're...….”

[Lost honor and cursed fairies by witches.]

Self-help Sheila's answer.

[We're horrible beings. "and killed the powerless men who came by chance, traded karaokes with those in power, and rotted in our own little world."

At that moment, Jin remembered one last thing he saw in the record of the prince.

By then fairies had forgotten most of their memories of being real fairies.

It was only with Heluram's power that he came back to exist, and he didn't regain his "self."

It wasn't just the memory of being a real fairy that I forgot. Sheep, no. Most elves except Sheila were forgetting what Heluram had done to them and even what he said.

Because it was boring.

A life that continued without any other purpose, meaning, or hope was simply a series of boredom. So I accidentally killed the humans who found the forest and found fun, and that was enough.

Only Sheila contemplated the future as their king.

"......but you kept the message of Soldierlet."

[I didn't protect it, I protected it because you came. You are a promised thousand-year contractor, and therefore nothing I have endeavored to keep my word with Soldert.]

"There's a saying among humans. The best way to replace guilt is to hate yourself. But Sheila is not a human being."

Jin, who paused for a moment, said the latter.

"So face it. Sheila made a mistake a long time ago, paid a harsh price, and was cursed for not enough, and she didn't forget her message while other fairies were completely losing themselves and herself."

That's enough.

When Jean finished speaking, Sheila's wings trembled slightly.

[... ...thanks.]

"It could have been a story. Thank you for listening."

Sheila's gaze reached Valeria.

[Come near here]]

Valeria stood before Sheila. He looked as if he had a hunch.

[What did you feel in the record you have seen through the Song Dynasty?]

Slowly, once-closed-open Valeria.

"When I walked into the forest of the beginning, I felt strangely, agonizingly nostalgic.”

[Because that is where your soul originated.]

"My family has been around since the 1400s. And now it's 1799. There's a big time difference from the record in the musical."

[Yes, the record I left is a thousand years ago. "and yet your soul is rooted in the forest of the beginning.]

"Why are you so sure?"

[For the first time, a man named Hyster came to me.]

Valeria's eyes dilated.

[The man's name is Minka Hester. Like my betraying brethren and you, I had unique red hair that I would never forget once I saw it.]

a minca heaster

Valeria knew the name, too. She was the founder of the Hister family and the first person to leave a "victory."

He was also the first person to use recording magic. The Hister's signature recording magic all started from Minca.

"......why did the Sijo visit Sheila?”

[To inform.]

"What?"

[The fairies who fought against the Zipple to the end...]...it's all forgotten. And they, before my old brothers were completely forgotten, before they were gone forever as beings, left only one embers...….]

Sheila's body turned red. A whirlpool of remorse, sorrow, pent-up anger, and exasperating emotion was tearing her heart.

[that it is himself that the embers have not been extinguished and have finally germinated.]

A thousand years ago, the fairies were completely forgotten by the fabrication of history by the Jipple.

They left one last record.

It's a record in the form of spirit.

The elves who lived in the early forests had a deeper understanding of nature than any other being.

One providence understood by elves, circulation.

Man, beast, bush, even steel that is never likely to change. In the end, everything was bound to disintegrate in time, spread to the ground, into flowing rivers, and be absorbed into the world.

They are nourished and mixed with seeds to become life again.

The fairies so gathered all their souls and let them flow to nature. Wishing that one day the soul would bloom somewhere again...….

Four hundred years.

Finally the spirits of the fairies circled four hundred years and made one name.

The name "Hister."

Tears streamed down Valeria's cheeks ceaselessly as Sheila explained this fact. She was breathing hard without even realizing she was crying.

Sheila could not comfort Valeria as if she had left her lovely nephew in front of her, but as if she had committed an indelible sin against her nephew.

"What was your sijo like?"

It was a word with a lot of questions.

[There was shamefully beautiful and dignified for me to comment. He was very strong, but he looked lonely. Seeing you reminds me. Who he was, clearly...….]

Minka Hyster was a human who disappeared together when Jipple erased Hester from history.

That's why Sheila didn't really remember what he had visited four hundred years ago. It was only a faint image, but from the moment Valeria came to the forest, she felt a deep sense of deja vu.

And I've just seen the image of Minka from Valeria. Finally, the face of Minka came to mind clearly. Along with Minka, Leet Damiro Yul. My sister's face.

The souls of Valeria's old elves were burning in the erased memories.

[Can you give me your name?]]

"Valeria. Valeria Heister."

[You're a fairy's descendant. Not the ghosts of these Wantaramo forests, but you are the only one who inherited the existence of the fairy.]

It was the moment Valeria's heavy, long-standing homework was over.

Chapter end