Ch 161
Hero Roera asked Astrologer Yoan with a hopeful heart.
“Is it possible that the Guardian Saint… not only follows the appearance of a specific subject in my memory, but also their actions?”
“That is not a common occurrence. As far as I know, there has never been a case where a Guardian Saint has done such a thing. However, if it is Lord Roera’s supreme Guardian Saint, I would cautiously speculate that such a thing might be possible.”
“…”
Roera looked at Yoan with a strange gaze.
Why so much respect all of a sudden?
Yoan made a gesture towards the Guardian Saint, or rather, Lisir, as if to say, “Look at this.”
Look at that so-called Older Brother of yours.
How could I not use extreme honorifics?
“What…”
As all possibilities pointed to only one situation, they began to feel a distinct sense of dizziness.
The horde of Evil Spirits that had vanished without a trace.
Comrades bowing their heads.
And-
Lisir, who had become a Guardian Saint.
Not just any Guardian Saint, either.
Roera was not deeply versed in Astrology, but thanks to her comrade Hamun, she had a general understanding.
That’s why she could tell.
The extent of Yoan’s capabilities as an Astrologer.
The power that her Guardian Saint possessed.
And, the caliber of the horde of Evil Spirits that had given herself, including such a Guardian Saint, a terrible sense of Despair.
…Roera and Yoan-
Everyone present could say with certainty.
That they could never have driven out that horde of Evil Spirits with their own power alone.
It was an existence outside the norm.
It was not something that an individual or a small group could handle.
The horde of Evil Spirits. The army.
Literally, a kind of army would be needed to face it.
But.
That horde of Evil Spirits vanished with a single gesture.
By an existence that had four Disasters as Servants.
…And that existence is Hero Roera’s Older Brother.
“…Wait.”
At that moment. Roera’s eyes widened.
Her unique, cold Expression gradually became tinged with Contemplation.
Her lips, which had been unreserved in speaking, began to pronounce each syllable carefully.
“Hamun… Yoan… There’s one thing I’m curious about. That Guardian Saint…”
“…”
Is this it?
Yoan’s fellow Astrologers closed their eyes tightly.
Yoan also looked visibly troubled-
In the case of the youthful Beastkin Girl, her Youthful face quickly became tearful.
Roera turned her head away from their blatant reactions.
No.
It can’t be.
Roera’s pale Expression created a Precarious Smile.
As if mocking a terrible Joke-
As if hoping they would tell such a Joke-
It was a Smile that suited her, yet didn’t suit her.
Roera used that Expression to replace the words that followed, as her throat was choked up.
There’s all sorts of things.
That Guardian Saint.
Could it be a living person?
“…”
“…”
It was as if she could hear her Voice just by looking at her Expression.
That Precarious trembling Voice, that is.
In fact, Roera’s question was not even worth Worrying about for the two Astrologers.
Nevertheless, the two Astrologers decided to Worry about it anyway.
They had no choice but to, seeing Roera’s Expression.
And so begins the Worry.
Is it possible for an existence confined to a physical frame to possess such a high caliber?
There were two main ways to gain caliber.
To achieve Achievement while alive.
And, to be praised for that Achievement after death.
Yoan and Hamun looked at Lisir’s face.
Too young.
Considering the caliber he possessed, that expression was a perfect fit.
Is it really possible for someone his age to accumulate that much Achievement and possess that much caliber?
No way.
It was impossible unless he changed the Fate of many lands and City.
And the Fate of tens of thousands of people.
If they wanted to give legitimacy to that Unfathomable Power Guardian Saint, there was only one way.
A Mental Image that lost its body due to some Event was mixed with the four Disaster, and came to occupy their caliber.
Of course, even that was followed by the fundamental Doubt, “Steal their caliber? How?”-
But it was clear that no Astrologer would Doubt the fact that it was the most realistic possibility.
So Yoan and Hamun fell into Worry.
How should they convey this lengthy and cruel story to Roera?
“…No.”
Coincidentally, it seemed like an unnecessary Worry.
Just as Yoan and Hamun had read everything from Roera’s Expression-
Roera had also read everything from the two Astrologers’ Expression.
“No way…”
Even so, Roera repeatedly muttered.
Denying and denying the reality that had come before her eyes.
He-
Lisir-
‘Older Brother is dead?’
After parting with a boastful smile when they parted?
In that short amount of time?
“Roera…?”
He had been reluctant to join the conversation with his comrades, as they were talking with serious faces.
But, having seen that Expression, he could no longer stand idly by.
The cynical Hero had a Expression that did not suit her, a Expression that was far too Precarious.
That fragile Expression, as if she would collapse at any moment.
It was as if she was a young Girl who had been rejected by her Older Brother in her childhood.
Perhaps, if her entire World were to collapse, that kind of Expression would come out.
“What’s wrong.”
Lisir slowly approached and grabbed her shoulder.
“…”
Roera squeezed her eyes shut.
Damn it.
She chewed inwardly.
This touch.
Why is it so real?
And why is that Expression so carefree?
Roera opened her eyes again and looked at his Expression.
It was not the face of a Man humbly accepting death and facing his blood relatives.
It was just the appearance of a boastful Older Brother trying to nonchalantly comfort his Younger sister who was in a bad mood.
So━ it was the same as always.
It was Lisir himself, the way he existed in Roera’s Memory.
That made it even harder for Roera.
You idiot.
What’s so good about grinning like that?
What were you doing to end up like that?
If she had her way, she would have rushed at him right away, hugged him, and pounded his chest with all her might.
“Perhaps, did I just say something unnecessary?”
But-
How could she do that when she saw that face?
Right now, he seemed to think that ‘his Younger sister’s sulking’ was the biggest problem the siblings faced.
Roera felt Resentment towards him for a moment.
‘How can you be so carefree?’
Without any consultation.
Without a shred of Opportunity.
Going off to a distant place that she could never reach on his own, and acting like nothing had happened.
How could he be so selfish?
“…”
But that Expression full of Resentment soon melts away.
Lisir.
It happened when she realized what State of Mind he must have to act that way, given his Personality.
‘You idiot…’
Roera scolded Herself.
‘There’s no way he’s carefree…’
When dealing with Herself, he may have seemed frivolous and boastful on the outside, but on the inside, he was more considerate than anyone else.
A situation where such a person is telling his Younger sister about his own death for the first time.
The top priority was set.
‘So I don’t have to Worry… he’s being considerate…’
This foolish Man was having the ridiculous thought of ‘What if my Younger sister Worries?’ even in the midst of his own death.
“…”
The Younger sister was already in her Older Brother’s arms.
The Younger sister tried to show a carefree appearance in order to repay her Older Brother’s consideration.
The appearance of the Composure Hero that everyone Longing for.
The dignified appearance that her Older Brother would be proud of.
“Idiot…”
However, what came out of her mouth was a Voice full of moisture.
The Younger sister struggled to keep her face buried in her Older Brother’s arms.
Because if her Older Brother saw her face contorted like a crying child, he would be restless and Worry.
She didn’t want to make him Worry anymore.
“…”
Lisir was briefly Confused by Roera’s sudden actions.
He quickly regained Composure and gave a unique boastful Smile.
He playfully said, stroking his Younger sister’s head.
“Did you miss your Older Brother that much?”
“Shut up, you idiot!”
The Younger sister, unable to bear it any longer, pounded her Older Brother’s chest.
A heavy thud!
“Keuheok keok.”
The Older Brother laughed heartily.
“Our Roera… seems to have become even more brave in the meantime?”
“…”
A surge.
Once again, a heavy ripple surged from within Roera.
It was the reunion and Situation that the Younger sister had been Longing for so much.
She had been planning to proudly tell him about her growth and achievements on the day she reunited with her Older Brother.
And then she was going to confidently say.
How is it?
I’m more amazing, right?
With that, she was going to elicit one reaction from her Older Brother.
-Wow. I can’t beat Roera, can I?
-Are you very proud?
How much she had imagined and imagined it-
Now, the Voice in her imagination was so clear that she could hear it clearly in her ears.
She could feel that playful Atmosphere on her skin.
She hated it.
That the Situation she had dreamed of so much was taking place in this bitter reunion.
However, if it wasn’t now, there would be no Opportunity.
“Hey.”
Roera said in a stuffy Voice.
“Do you remember that time? Before we parted━”
“Of course I remember. Our Roera. Even then, you were in Older Brother’s arms like this━ Keoheoheo!”
A cute tap on the chest!
Lisir laughed even more heartily!
“Not that, you idiot… what I said…”
“That time? Ah. You said that when we meet again, Roera will be more amazing, and you’ll make me Regret not following Roera, right?”
“Why do you remember it in such detail? It’s annoying.”
Even as she said that, the Younger sister’s tone contained clear Joy.
“Are you kidding me? Older Brother remembers everything about Roera, from one to ten.”
“…Really? Then when is my birthday?”
“…Oh. That’s eleven.”
Joke! Joke!
As Roera was about to pound his chest again, Lisir playfully and urgently added.
“Well, anyway.”
Roera, who barely regained Control of her Expression.
He fell from Lisir’s arms.
And says.
“Hey.”
“Yeah.”
“Look at this?”
Roera took out the Holy Sword hanging from her waist.
A supreme Treasure that had not yet fully awakened from its long sleep, but whose power was beyond Doubt.
“I. Was chosen by the Holy Sword? I’m a so-called Hero.”
How is it.
Amazing, right?
Roera showed off.
With a confident yet cynical, and somewhat sad Expression.
She closed her eyes without realizing it.
-Wow, my Younger sister is amazing?
Because she had already imagined it several times, she could already hear his reaction in her ears.
Because it was hard to endure the torrent of Emotion that followed.
So Roera-
“Oh, Roera too?”
“…?”
Roera’s Expression, which had been distorting every moment, froze at an ambiguous point.
“Roera ‘too’?”
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