blueteamnovel Chapter 284
Chapter 284
Chapter 284
284. March (2)
#284
“By the way, I have a question.”
Ronan said. He sat on the ice floor, cold enough to peel the skin off his buttocks, waiting for the ritual of the lord. The savior, who had been gathering strength, furrowed his eyebrows.
“Huh? What do you mean?”
“This kid. Who killed him?”
Ronan's gaze had been fixed on the giant trapped in the ice since a while ago. No matter how many times he saw it, it was incredibly powerful. With its eight wings and the size of a dragon, it was clear that this giant was on a different level from the likes of Ahayute and Duaru.
“What are you talking about all of a sudden?”
“So... ugh, wait a minute. This is fucking nauseating.”
Ronan frowned as he tried to continue. After drinking the giant's blood, he felt unwell. It was as if his stomach was dancing. His overall senses were gradually becoming clearer.
“It’s strange. If you were to say he was the king of bald heads, you’d believe it, but if he was thrown to the ground, he wouldn’t have gotten hurt.”
“I see.”
The Savior's eyes narrowed. Ronan's words were certainly persuasive. Most of the giant's body was buried in ice, and it had been sealed and turned away long ago, so it had not occurred to him to think of such a thing. Ronan raised his index finger and continued.
“And the injuries don’t look natural for someone to have fallen to their death. You wouldn’t get hurt like that unless you fought something, and it was really violent.”
His fingers pointed to the scars carved into the giant's body. The marks were inconsistent, spread evenly across his body.
There were wounds from being stabbed or stabbed, as well as burns from being burned. The most likely fatal wound was a huge hole in the abdomen, and the clean cross-section made it look like it had been hit by a ray of light fired by the Dragon King.
“Did he come here injured in space? Or is there something protecting this planet?”
“Well... I’ve never thought about that before.”
“That’s weird.”
Ronan licked his lips. Finding out now wouldn't make a difference, but he was strangely nervous. Suddenly, the incomprehensible experiences and phenomena he had seen so far flashed through his mind.
The giant shield surrounding this star that no one had installed, or the 'Seniel' mentioned by the elf Sarante who had turned into a rock in the past. The strange entity that had taken up residence in Ronan's heart without his knowledge was still unknown.
Of course, the most mysterious one was already decided. Ronan, who was touching his chin, asked a question.
“Excuse me, I was just asking just in case.”
“hmm?”
“Is there such a thing as a treasure that can turn back time?”
The Savior narrowed his eyes. He suddenly looked as if he was asking what kind of stupid thing that was. He scratched his chin and shook his head.
“···I can’t say for sure, but I think it probably doesn’t exist. If it did exist, I wouldn’t be living such a regrettable life.”
“That’s true.”
Ronan twisted his lips. He thought that he would know if he was a savior, but it was regrettable. Three years had passed since he had lived his second life, but he still did not know the identity of the bead that Adeshan had passed to him.
'It's all over anyway.'
Of course, now that things have progressed to this point, I don't need to know. I just wish that if there were a guardian deity that protects the stars, they would chase away all those fucking bald people. Suddenly, the savior snapped his fingers as if he remembered something.
“Right. As soon as I finish my work, let’s go somewhere together.”
“Where are you going?”
“The Red Desert. Have you ever been there?”
“Huh?”
Ronan raised his eyebrows. It was a familiar name. Dainhar, one of the most famous demon lords on the continent, was there.
I had been there with Schlieffen about three years ago. I still vividly remember cutting down the Nebula Klazier who had massacred the natives. Now that I think about it, that place was also covered in strange mechanical devices like this one.
“I know, but why all of a sudden?”
“The best-preserved ruins of the Dainhar Empire are located there. They will help us thwart Abel’s plans.”
“her.”
Only then did Ronan realize that the name of the empire that had sent humanity to the stars was the same as the magic mirror. The Savior, who had finally finished his preparations, let out a sigh.
【Don't worry about that. I told Ajidahaka that if a giant comes, don't try to stop him and just let him pass. He'll probably come down as soon as he's ready.】
Navardo said. Since it was a being that could not be killed by normal means anyway, it was a strategy to conserve power by passing it through without wasting useless power.
“You said you were coming down···.”
【Yes. That means joining forces. I'll call a meeting for a moment, so gather the people together.】
Navardoze smiled faintly. Adeshan did so. Not long after the transmission was sent, the key figures of the Allied Forces gathered in one place.
The tents and such had all been blown away, so the meeting was held in the middle of the ruins. Navardoze, looking around at the participants, opened his mouth.
【Okay. Let's start the meeting. To conclude, we must give up defense and go on the offensive.】
“···yes?”
【I've been worried ever since I heard that they found their base. But after these three battles, I've become more certain. If things continue this way, we have no chance of winning.】
Navardoje turned to Adeshan. Even while she was out of her mind due to the giant's descent, she had delivered the news to the main characters that Balzac had found the headquarters of the Nebula Clazie and died.
The Shadow Duke, who had lost his only brother, remained silent and remained in his seat. The people who heard this truly groundbreaking proposal began to murmur.
“A full-scale attack at this point? What the....”
“Mother of Fire. Are you sincere?”
【Yes. I'm serious.】
Navardo nodded.
【To be blunt, the reason we can stand against them is because of Ronan's diligent blood donation over the past three months. We still have some left, but we don't know how many Titans are left, and we don't know when Ronan will return, so a long-term war is too dangerous.】
“I, Navardoze, are right. If we continue like this, there will be more to come.”
“Axel?”
People's attention was focused on it. It was very unusual for the usually quiet Axel to step forward first.
Now that everyone knew his power, no one looked down on him because of his young or small stature. Asher, who was breathing hard, opened his mouth.
“Those giants come because they are called from this world. They say that they are constantly sending signals from somewhere, most likely from the headquarters of the sect.”
His voice was trembling. Asher remembered the home of the giants he had glimpsed in the city of dragons. The shadows were invading other worlds through the dimensional gates that appeared in the sky irregularly. Zaifa, who had been listening quietly, asked a question.
“If we invade their base and kill and destroy them all, does that mean those bastards won’t come down anymore?”
“Oh, maybe. The medium will be there anyway···.”
“Then there is no need to worry. I agree.”
Suddenly, Zaifa raised one hand. It meant that he was in favor of a full-scale attack. If he couldn't trust Asel, who had communicated directly with the giants, then there was no one he could trust here. The people who had been watching and pondering began to raise their hands one by one.
“···I agree with that. I guess we need to hurry up and make a decision.”
“I agree with that. It was something I had to do, even if it was for the sake of the hostages.”
“Agreed. I don’t know if Ronan will be able to make it in time.”
Nabirose, who had been quietly listening to the story, also raised her hand. Her dry voice was dripping with concern for her disciple.
In less than a minute, the vote was unanimous. No dissent was heard. Navardoze smiled.
【Okay. Then let's open it right away without wasting any time.】
“You’re opening it?”
Adeshan tilted his head. Shouldn’t the expression “start” or “starting” be used in such cases? But Navardoze didn’t make a slip of the tongue.
【Yeah. We can't just be dragged around forever, right? Lorhorn!】
“Yes, Mother of Fire.”
Lorhorn, who had been summoned, stepped forward. He called his disciple Kratir by clapping his hands.
“Then let’s do it, disciple. You remember the coordinates, right?”
“Of course, Master.”
Normally, Kratir was the headmaster of the Phileon Academy, but in front of Lorhon, he was just a naive student. The two turned their backs on the people and walked out onto the battlefield that had become a wasteland.