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Saint (2)
[The body of an upright saint has been recovered. The ability is inherited.]
[Inheritance reward: ]
A notification window that stretches and then suddenly stops.
A faint sense of strangeness, as if the world was suddenly distorted.
The body of the transcendent has already been recovered several times. It was a feeling I had become quite accustomed to now.
The moment you blink your eyes, the clock will change and your consciousness will move to the snowy mountain.
In the split-second moment his eyelids drooped, Dallon thought about the owner of the body he was recovering.
‘Upright Saint Dalos’
A paladin who literally never left the right path anytime, anywhere.
A character created purely to punish evil and do good.
He was a character modeled after Lucia Castachald, a hero demon slayer who appeared in the middle of the series and beyond.
Even though I couldn’t clear the game, the goal I set out to create was successful.
‘He was called the Demon Butcher until he died.’
Within the Order, he was on a par with the demon slayer Lucia, and as the end neared, he was even compared to the Knight Commander.
The scene in which he burned himself in the end and resurrected all his comrades in the Holy Knights was a scene that felt sacred even when viewed through the monitor.
‘But the play itself was more difficult than any other episode. So I decided never to play a game with a similar concept again.’
From the beginning, the fundamental goal of this game was one.
Stop the apocalypse, obtain the wish stone, and reach clear.
Because of this, the heroes of other episodes looked quite different from Saint Dalos. In order to achieve his goal, he will do whatever it takes to prevent the end, even to the point of easily abandoning his comrades and friends.
Even though it wasn’t as extreme as Daelin’s in the last episode, there was no reason to get deeply involved in interactions with NPCs after about a hundred episodes.
‘…Because I didn’t think they were all alive.’
The character beyond the monitor was merely a means to achieve the goal.
It was in the same context that most of the characters lived as mercenaries, hideaways, or wanderers without friends.
Although the God of War did not answer whether the lives of those heroes or the clicking of his own mouse came first.
However, that doesn’t mean that the responsibility buried in one corner of my heart completely disappears.
“Whoa.”
The moment I pushed away my frustration with a light sigh, the scenery before my eyes had completely changed.
***
Wheeeeee……!
A sharp wind passes by my ears.
Sabak.
A field of snow piled up to the ankles.
A table lightly piled with snow and old hunter’s utensils. Transparent icicles sparkle on the eaves of the roof.
It was a snowy mountain scene that I had become accustomed to. In the cold snowy mountain air, Dallon suddenly felt warmth.
Pout. Snap.
At that time, I heard the sound of snow stepping behind me. Dallen turned his head.
“Ah, is it already that time?”
The person who came down the mountain path was a blond man. The appearance of a man wearing an old robe and carrying a load of thick tree branches on his back.
“God didn’t tell me when this time would come. It seemed like an eternity, but looking back, it wasn’t that long.”
“That one…”
“It’s called Dalos. “He is a servant of God who is a member of the Holy Knights, even if only in a subtle way…or, he was once a servant of God.”
The man smiled slightly and leaned his luggage on the table. With that movement, the hem of the wide robe fluttered, exposing the man’s bare skin.
The neck, collarbone, back of the hands, and face are vaguely inscribed with sacred tattoos.
The Holy Knight, who had tattoos of divinity so dense that there was almost no space left, shook his hands and sat down on the chair next to him.
“Now that I think about it, you probably already know who I am.”
“exactly.”
“I think I can guess your purpose for coming here.”
The paladin swept his blond hair down to about his shoulders. A calm smile on his lips and a polite yet friendly tone of voice.
Mi-hyung’s face was a face, but it had an atmosphere that did not belong to the character he had grown up with. Dallen looked at it quietly and suddenly opened his mouth.
“You are very peaceful.”
“You mean compared to other heroes?”
The paladin laughed.
“If you truly believe in God, you will be peaceful. “After focusing our attention on the Creator who created heaven and earth, it is a natural process that we no longer have any regrets about the world and that our values are redefined.”
“That sounds like something a cult leader would say, telling you to bring a bag of money and give it to him.”
“This does not mean that the issue of making a living is not important. You can tell just by looking at me, right? “I brought a load of wood to cook a meal right away?”
Dallen slightly turned his head. Smoke was rising from the cabin chimney.
Well, among the transcendental people I’ve met so far, there hasn’t been one who eats their own food. I don’t even know what the meaning of eating after death is in the first place.
“Eating is fun. “There is no reason to exclude one pleasure from life other than fasting, which is absolutely necessary.”
“That is correct.”
“As expected, I felt it from the first time I saw it. We felt like we had something in common.”
“That’s like a pseudo-story again.”
The paladin’s eyes widened exaggeratedly. It was a good response to the usual teasing.
“…….”
During the moment of silence, the wind from the mountain peak passed by the two people.
It was a warm spring breeze.
As the sharp wind containing the cold cold of the snowy mountain passed by the paladin, it naturally hid its teeth and became gentle.
After choosing his words for a moment, the paladin buried himself in a creaky chair and opened his mouth.
“I believed it.”
A faint smile typical of a paladin. An expression that I once saw on Luciana, the knight commander.
“The only object of my faith is God. But that’s why you believed, too. “God chose you, I believed in that choice, and I believed in you as having the character and ability to be chosen.”
“…….”
“You know my beginning and end, so the fact that you came to see me means that there are people you want to save. Fortunately, the. “The fact that you have found a place for your heart on this continent.”
Squeak.
The paladin stood up. His eyes were shining.
It was the activation of the sacred tattoo engraved on the cornea. Afterwards, the forehead, cheeks, neck, and collarbone also began to glow.
Paaaa –
The straight and curved letters that are closely engraved from head to toe show off their shine.
Although each tattoo contains its own meaning, it shines as one large mass without being played separately.
Soon the Holy Knight, whose entire body glowed white, opened his mouth.
“Go ahead. If that’s the case, it’s a pity that we won’t have time to chat anymore.”
Light filled the backyard of the cabin. The vision becomes hazy and distorted, as if looking at a bright light bulb straight ahead.
[I ask you to save the lives on the continent that I could not save even if I sacrificed my life.]
Dallon inadvertently closed his eyes and opened them as the voice began to resonate around him like a thunderbolt.
The light that filled my eyes had disappeared like a lie.
Instead of the snowy mountain and the sight of the paladin carrying wood in the backyard of the cabin, all that is visible is the streets of the fallen Platinum District and the corpse of a huge predator.
The flickering notification windows were blocking half of the scene. Dallen took a deep breath.
[The body of a fighter in the southwestern part of the continent has been recovered. Abilities are inherited.]
[Inheritance reward: Strength +1]
[The corpse of a wizard who participated in the Great War has been recovered. Abilities are inherited.]
[Inheritance reward: Intelligence +1 Magic +1]
[The corpse of a wizard who participated in the Great War has been recovered. Inheriting the ability…]
[The body of an upright saint has been recovered. Ability is inherited.]
[Inheritance Reward: Strength +2 Prowess +2 Stamina +2 Senses +2 Intelligence +2 Magic +2 Holy Knight’s Holy Specialist (A) Heavenly Punishment (Unique) Area Resurrection (Unique)]
Seeped into the lungs Breathing carries vitality throughout the body.
An extreme sense of exaltation that cannot be achieved simply by increasing one’s abilities.
A clear energy circulates through the blood vessels, awakens the nerves, settles on the skin, and spreads a gentle vitality.
Dallen took a slow breath and raised his hand. I could see intricately engraved lines and characters all over the back and palm of my hand, shining faintly.
‘Divine Expertise’
A skill obtained only once out of hundreds of playthroughs.
The favorite of the Holy Knights, which can be said to be the symbol of the Holy Knights.
In this game, where acquiring skills is not easy, learning advanced skills requires both luck and skill.
The same was true for Holy Specialist, the highest level skill that can be obtained from the Holy Knights.
‘It is a skill that can be obtained by engraving all remaining sacred tattoos on one body and even restoring and engraving the ones that were used.’
Considering that the number of sacred tattoos indicates the authority and power of a paladin, it is not an exaggeration to say that Dalos has surpassed the leader of the knights, Edgar Reinhardt.
However, even that powerful ability was nothing compared to the unique skill wide-area resurrection that followed.
[…Dallen. I guess I misread your thoughts. What you are trying to do now…the price you have to pay seems absurd.]
Has the thought reached the surface level of consciousness? Dallon chuckled at Jeokchang’s question, which was filled with worry.
[We are now about to fight Enaxagus. You have to save a little bit of your strength.]
It’s not wrong.
The price required for wide-area resurrection is the complete loss of divine power.
Considering that the point at which I acquired this skill was at the very end of the episode, when I had seen the end of my potential as a Holy Knight, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was an act of virtually throwing away my entire life.
In fact, Dalos, who had lost all miracles and the Holy Knights’ skills, including the fully mature A-grade skill Holy Expert, became a snack for Cheonglin.
‘Red spear. ‘Don’t talk nonsense.’
[What is that…]
‘What is the meaning of victory after losing everything?’
A lightning magician who ignored his fellow wizards.
A blacksmith who abandoned his lifelong friend and went into hiding.
A warlock who poured out his humanity and a fighting god who was robbed of his freedom even though he ascended to divine status.
Transcendent people who let go of precious relationships into their own hands and sought victory by trampling on the ordinary daily lives of themselves and others.
However, what the heroes, who each had their own causes, saw in the end was themselves who had lost everything and had become monsters.
‘I don’t know if I was the cause of the tragedy or if I was just a spectator. But I definitely promised.’
At least in this episode, I won’t lose my precious people.
That was a promise to the heroes who passed by beyond the monitor, but it was also a pledge to myself, who had already lost precious things once.
[Do whatever you want. Anyway, I am your spear.]
“…Dallen.”
At that time, a weak voice tickled my ears. It was Lucia.
She was sitting down in front of the stone statue. It was a stone statue that looked exactly like the one-eyed, one-armed paladin who led Dallan to this location.
“Parn is late.”
“…….”
“Elgaia Magic Tower Lord’s last spell was powerful, but it was a secret trick that demanded a high price. “The state in which the timeline has been forwarded…was originally not supposed to be able to last for more than a few hours.”
A brief description of the situation in a few words. It wasn’t difficult to understand.
Directly interfering with the future in the first place is an absurd miracle.
No matter how much the Grand Wizard sacrificed his life, his limitations would still remain the same.
“After the magical power of the magic was exhausted, the timeline was fixed at a price.”
“…yes. “It’s an end worthy of a paladin.”
I endured it, burning up my vitality.
To bring in one person, Dallan.
The price is death, where existence itself becomes frozen and frozen without being able to return to the original timeline.
If you think about the incarnations of the pantheon that perished at the hands of Aliat a long time ago, it would be difficult to even imagine how painful death due to the gap in the timeline would be.
“Don’t worry.”
“…yes?”
So it didn’t matter.
The paradox of reversing a confirmed death could be taken into account no matter how much the price was required.
That is an unexplored miracle that neither the warlock who killed the god nor the god who reached the top of the god could reach.
Dallen gently placed his hand on Lucia’s head and took another deep breath.
“It’s not time to break up, at least not yet.”
The sacred tattoos engraved all over his body began to emit brilliant light.
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