Chapter 52.2: The Green Queen, Twilight Sword (3)
The proof of his words lay in the path he had walked. Therefore, Mauro could only lower his head and step back.
Be perfect.
Caterina clasped her hands together and offered a blessing to Edmund. The Saintess’ blessing, who had the best divine power in the Holy See, was certainly different.
Edmund, as if fascinated by the five-colored light flashing around him, raised and lowered his arms several times.
“Then I’ll be back.”
Thud.
Edmund threw himself into the dark abyss.
《Kill him!》
At the command of the ‘Sea King,’ who had been watching, thousands of ‘mermen’ rushed toward Edmund, who had entered the water.
In the dark abyss, where it was difficult to even move and breathe properly due to the water pressure…
Clang! Clang! Clang!━!
Edmund shone.
Nothing could stop his charge.
The tridents of the mermen who tried to block him were broken with ridiculous ease, and their bodies were cut down.
Thanks to the Saintess’s blessing shining on his body, the path Edmund was running on was clearly visible from outside.
A straight line!
Like his thrust, the path to the ‘Sea King’ didn’t bend or curve.
“Can even the Master Paladin do that?”
Caterina, who didn’t know he was this powerful even though she knew he was strong, asked Mauro.
Mauro, who had been watching the scene with wide eyes, pondered for a moment before answering.
“Maybe when he was younger, but now━.”
Crack! Crash! Boom!━.
Mauro’s mouth closed at the strange sound coming from the deep sea.
Because it was the sound of Edmund’s sword, which had been killing the ‘mermen,’ being crushed by the pressure.
As it had not been maintained for a long time, Edmund’s sword had reached its limit, and the ‘Sea King’ had sensed this and was waiting for this moment.
《Die, human!》
The ‘King’ rises from his throne.
The ‘King,’ who could shake the sea with just his breath, unleashed his murderous intent toward Edmund without hesitation.
Death and death crossed.
The moment a force capable of splitting the earth and creating a canyon arises from the tip of the ‘King’s’ spear…
Boom!
Edmund, who had been running, once again stomped on the abyss with his left foot.
The sea spread beneath his feet.
Edmund pointed his half-broken longsword at the ‘Sea King.’
Wooong━!!
The broken longsword let out a final scream!
At the same time, Edmund’s brown eyes began to blaze turquoise.
At the overwhelming sight of the ‘King’ of the sea and the ‘peak’ of humanity clashing, Caterina unconsciously clasped her hands together.
Shhh━.
Edmund’s thrust landed perfectly, but as expected, the longsword couldn’t withstand it.
It pierced through the ‘Sea King’s’ armor and drew blue blood, but it shattered all the way to the hilt.
The ‘Sea King’s’ pupils narrowed vertically, forming a sneer.
《I felt you at the door and have been waiting for this moment. Die!》
A massive thunderbolt began to form on his trident. The power to boil the sea gathered.
A desperate situation.
[15 percent of the world sings of the season.]
Clank! Clank! Clank!
The box containing the holy sword, ‘Summer,’ sealed with 72 layers, shook and shattered.
Whoosh━!
A golden trajectory passed by the heresy inquisitors and the Saintess!
In the blink of an eye, only perceptible by splitting apart a falling thunderbolt…
Swoosh.
Edmund’s eyes moved.
He saw a longsword flying toward him.
He didn’t care what it was.
The important thing was that a sword he could wield was coming to him now!
Whoa━!
Edmund’s eyes flashed open.
As soon as he grabbed the flying golden longsword, flames like a waterfall poured out from his entire body, purifying his body that had been on the verge of death.
The corners of Edmund’s mouth lifted.
With this, it might be possible.
His soul, mind, and body…
Gathering everything he had into a single point, he thrust.
Ardvark.
Final Form.
Claíomh Solais.
The golden thrust explodes once more.
The dark deep sea was purified by the brilliant golden flames exploding from Edmund’s sword.
The ‘Sea King,’ confident of victory, melted away without even a change in expression.
Not only that, but even the ‘mermen’ caught in the golden flames began to scatter like dust.
Crackle! Crackle! Crackle!
Only then did the sound of the explosion ring out!
The golden thrust extending from Edmund’s hand soared from the abyss.
Its end couldn’t even withstand the boundary of Eire and shattered, and finally, the golden strike pierced through the night and reached the sky.
“What in the…….”
The thrust that pierced the sun and brought it down was indeed from his sword.
However, Edmund, who had never even imagined such a thing, only then examined the longsword in his hand.
A brilliant golden longsword.
The blade was not even sharpened, and it was so thin that it looked like an iron rod. On it were intricately engraved letters whose meaning he did not know.
Woo woo woo━.
But Edmund shuddered at the feeling of the sword in his hand.
This was no ordinary longsword.
A divine sword that made even the title of “legendary sword” sound like an insult━!
Caterina entered the place where the dark abyss had disappeared and spoke, unable to hide her astonishment.
“It is the dignified and sacred ‘Summer’ that holds up the sky by being anchored in the ground.”
“The holy sword… ‘Summer’?”
As if it had been waiting for her, the golden light slowly faded from the holy sword.
As if Edmund was not its owner, what was left in his hand was just a plain longsword.
Of course, even that was an amazing feat, so Caterina said with sparkling eyes,
“Those who are not worthy burn to death as soon as they touch it, but it seems you are worthy to wield it, Lord Edmund.”
It was a sword that even the heresy inquisitors couldn’t wield, so they carried it around with multiple seals.
Such a holy sword, ‘Summer,’ was tame in Edmund’s hand.
Edmund examined the holy sword several times and asked,
“The Saintess leaving the Holy See, the holy sword appearing… Does this mean the end of this era is approaching?”
“……You know of ‘that prophecy’.”
“How did you come to know of it?”
“As prophesied, the time has come for the true hero to appear.”
“An era in need of a hero…”
“That hero is your son.”
For a moment, Edmund was startled and looked back at the Saintess’s face.
She replied with a peaceful smile.
“Abel is the true hero.”
“……”
Edmund opened his mouth to say something but closed it again. Then he handed the dimmed holy sword to Caterina.
“I don’t know if that Abel is the little Abel I know, but a hero is not known until the holy sword chooses him. Let’s talk more outside.”
The sword that pierced the sun and brought it down.
The one who summons the Dawn.
The true superhuman that even the Elf Queen, Glumiêm, avoids.
And the real father of Cain and Abel.
Edmund Ethelred, the Count.
He has returned.
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