Ch 250
“I will ask again. Without comrades and a Holy Sword, what meaning do you have?”
The Sword’s Owner was clearly hesitating to answer.
As if they had never dared to imagine such a thing.
The Fairy did not show any particular disappointment.
Because disappointment originates from expectation.
The Fairy already knew.
That the subject would not easily answer her question.
Furthermore-
“As you said, I am nothing without them.”
That after much deliberation, they would give such an answer.
“But. I clearly have comrades and a Holy Sword. If I do not change, they will stay by my side until the end━”
That the hesitant answer would contain a deep realization, as if it were imbued with humility.
“Would this be a sufficient answer?”
As the Sword’s Owner spoke, their comrades stood beside them.
Their expressions as they looked at the Hero.
It was as if their strong bond was clearly visible.
As the Hero had said, it was clear that they would stay by his side until the end if he did not change.
“…”
The Fairy quietly looked down at them.
Their appearance of relying on, trusting, and following each other was truly an example of a ‘Party’.
“Ha!”
The Fairy made a cheerful smile.
She said.
“Yes, it was a sufficient answer.”
“Then━”
“You are not qualified to be his replacement.”
“…!”
Why?
The Fairy did not reply to the Hero and his comrades’ deep questions.
“With such hesitation, there’s no way you can replace him?”
She simply spat it out, saying she was exasperated and fed up.
The Hero and his comrades tried hard to argue, but it did not reach the Fairy’s ears.
She was wearing a sharp yet precarious smile.
“Look… what did I say… a being that can replace you… there’s no such thing… so, please don’t say that to me… to help a new person… someone to replace you…”
The Fairy felt something sticky churning within her.
She considered it a mere emotional disturbance, but it was not.
It was malice with a form.
Without the Fairy’s knowledge, the seed of malice that had taken root within her was gradually consuming her.
“Why… did you give me this difficult role… why…”
It grows using impure emotions as nourishment.
Therefore, it desires impure emotions and evokes them.
“I… now I… I’m not…”
The Fairy was aware that she had changed.
Being captivated by negative emotions and imposing them on others.
It was ugly, beyond just being unsightly.
It was an appearance that she, in her original state, would never have tolerated.
However.
The Fairy felt no particular doubt about her current self.
The sense of loss from the separation. The resulting crack.
-Aren’t you sad?
-Aren’t you angry?
-Your heart for him, is that all it is in the end?
The malice cleverly crept into that gap.
“Kill them…”
The Fairy, who had been listening to the voice within, was horrified by the terrible malice her mouth was spewing.
The Hero and his comrades covered their ears.
The Fairy screamed and thrashed about.
Eventually, she swung her hand with all her might.
She banished the uninvited guests.
“No!!!”
The Hero and his comrades realized the Fairy’s change and tried to help her, but their voices did not reach her.
The last fragment of reason remaining in the Fairy’s mind shouted.
‘Get rid of them immediately!!! If they stay any longer, I’ll hurt them…!’
And.
That noble cry is immediately overwritten by another voice.
-For those things to replace him… I can absolutely not tolerate it… right?
The Fairy cried out with tears.
“Disappear… and… never appear before my eyes again… you things… to replace him… I absolutely cannot accept it…”
▶Fate 70: Descendant of the Hero
『The dungeon has been deactivated』
『Dungeon: A carefully hidden space』
『A new dungeon has been activated』
『Dungeon: The Fallen Fairy’s Nest』
『Clear the dungeon and obtain your reward!』
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『Title: Give it here, you bitchㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ』
Content: What?
You say you absolutely can’t give us the Hero’s Legacy?
You say we absolutely can’t be recognized as descendants of the Hero?
So what if you don’t acknowledge it? ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
If you’re confident, try blocking the Holy Swordㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
Crazy vicious Yandere gnat cutㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-: Did you happen to clear the Fallen Fairy’s Nest?
-『Author』: I made it into _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
-: What’s that?
-『Author』: （Roughly meaning I squashed the gnat flat）
-: Kyaㅋㅋㅋ
-: That’s coolㅋㅋㅋ
-: This is itㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-: There’s only youㅇㅇㅇㅇㅇㅇㅇㅇ
-『Author』: ㅋㅋㅋ
-『Author』: Fuck, what is this
-『Author』: Seeing these guys respond makes me feel uneasy
-: You absolutely MUST NOT see this ★『link』★ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-: Absolutely do not click on the post analyzing Shuyen’s conditionㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-『Author』: ㅇㅇㅇI absolutely won’t click
-: ㅇㅇDon’t click, there’s nothing good to see
★☆★The Fairy actually tried to save the Hero’s descendants from her abnormal state, isolating herself with her last bit of reason★☆★
-: Don’t lookㅇㅇ Are we the ones who regret it? You’re the one who regrets it
●◎Actually, the crazy Fairy you killed was a pitiful Hero who struggled to avoid harming people even while being controlled by a curse◎●
-: ★The place she hid herself to avoid being found, your going there and showing your face became the trigger that drove the Fairy completely insane★
-『Author』: ㅇㅇI got it, it’s going to be fucked up, right?
-: Oh dear… I told you not to click…
-『Author』: I didn’t, you fucking asshole
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“This is unbelievable!!!”
The Sword’s Owner, who presumptuously calls themselves a descendant of ‘him’, comes to this place.
An uninvited guest.
Shuyen was looking forward to the moment when she would make them realize how inadequate they were to call themselves a ‘Hero’.
Through him, her thoughts would be proven correct.
The First Hero.
That there is no such thing as a being who can replace that great Hero.
“Where did you go! Your comrades and Holy Sword!”
Shuyen’s irritability was due to that.
The Sword’s Owner who appeared before her.
His existence, instead of strengthening Shuyen’s ‘stubbornness’, directly denied it.
He had to tell her that he was nothing without comrades.
That he was nothing without a Holy Sword.
However, he currently had neither comrades nor a Holy Sword.
He had arrived here solely through his own strength, passing all the trials.
‘That’s possible!?’
Such courage. Such will.
Such power!
Shuyen could not accept that the man before her possessed all of that.
As far as she knew, only ‘him’ had possessed all of that.
“I will ask again!”
Shuyen straightened her attitude.
Once again looking down at the other person, she completes the unfinished words.
“Answer me!”
The place where they were now was a space created by Shuyen.
Here, her power was granted more authority than usual.
Her voice was the same.
“Without comrades and a Holy Sword, what can you say you are!”
Thus, the question becomes an interrogation of the True Name.
The Sword’s Owner.
It was another name for the Hero, the True Name of those who grasped a new fate through the Holy Sword.
The Fairy was asking the other person to reveal a different True Name.
It was a virtually impossible request.
Because throughout history, only ‘him’ had possessed a True Name other than ‘The Sword’s Owner’.
It was something only he could do, possessing a great fate that transcended the Holy Sword.
Therefore.
The answer the pitiful man could give to that malicious question was predetermined.
Silence.
A very pathetic and uncomfortable silence!
The Fairy was already making a satisfied smile.
She said.
“Look. How can you, who are nothing without a Holy Sword, truly be a Hero━”
“Mother of the World Tree.”
“?”
“Wizard of the Grey Tower, Swordsman of the Grey Tower, Priest of the Grey Tower━”
An uncomfortable silence began in a different sense.
Lisir, who began to recite his True Names（?） according to the request.
The Fairy was speechless and could only wait for the long list to end.
In that uncomfortable silence, the Fairy felt a strange feeling.
-No one can replace him. No one can replace him. No one can replace him. No one can replace him…
Should it be called a feeling of being denied by something that had been ‘imposing’ her actions and thoughts?
‘What… is this…?’
Until now, the Fairy had believed it to be her pure and intense emotion.
That is why she hid the legacy of the First Hero and thoroughly denied his descendants.
However.
Looking back now, she feels a discomfort that is hard to ignore.
‘That person is different from other Sword’s Owners… special… like him… perhaps… his will… he might be able to fulfill his unfulfilled intentions…’
From the standpoint of a comrade who purely respected and admired the Great Hero, it was a situation worthy of rejoicing.
-Snap out of it!!!
-No one can replace him!!!
-Your feelings for him were only this!?
But what is it.
This inner turmoil.
This twisted emotion.
‘Is this… my true feelings…?’
The malice that had been visible on her face gradually faded.
Replacing it was a feeling of fear.
The Fairy began to feel fear towards her own state.
She began to doubt the emotions that had been moving her until now.
‘Am I doing this… really… for him…?’
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-Khahahaha!!! Master! Look at that gnat!!! What a peak of ugliness!!! Like a gnat that’s been drugged, it’s at a loss in front of Master’s majesty!!!
“…”
-Huh!? Master!? What is it!?
“That Fairy… isn’t something wrong with her state?”
-Wrong, you say!!! She dares to harbor doubt when Master is graciously willing to take that pathetic legacy!!!
“No, it’s not that━”
Lisir had seen many times the appearance of those who had lost themselves by being controlled by evil power.
It wouldn’t be a matter of feeling.
Lisir saw the Fairy’s appearance overlapping with them.
“…Are you alright!?”
Lisir cautiously opened his mouth.
“If you need help, please tell me without hesitation!!! I might be able to help you!”
“You can help…? How can you be so confident…?”
The Fairy continued with difficulty.
-Ignore it!!!
-There’s no need to listen to that fake!!!
Ignoring that inner cry.
“I don’t know!”
“…?”
“Actually, most of the things I’ve solved have been like that! But, in the end, it somehow works out! Wouldn’t that be the case with you too!?”
“…”
A smile appeared on the Fairy’s lips.
It was a strange smile of humiliation and pleasure coexisting.
-Irresponsible!
-How can such a thing be said to replace him!?
-Not worth listening to!
The humiliation stemmed from that inner cry.
And the pleasure-
“Wh-what is that…”
It stemmed from the Fairy’s pure experience.
She saw ‘him’ in his appearance now.
An unusual and extraordinary confidence that others would find hard to understand.
It was different from ‘him’ in its basis and expression-
But clearly, it was an aspect she had not seen in anyone else.
The Fairy suddenly had such a thought.
What would ‘him’ have reacted if he had seen this man?
What would their comrades have reacted if they had seen this man?
“…”
Then, a smile naturally spread across her lips.
The longing that had been expressed only in the form of denial until now drew a pure smile on her lips.
-Unbelievable!
-You intend to betray him!?
-Now he’s nothing to you!?
-You’ve found a ‘replacement’ for him!
Thus, the discomfort caused by the inner cry intensifies.
“No…”
The Fairy shook her head.
By now, she could be certain.
“This… is not me…!”
The Fairy shouted with solemnity in her expression and voice.
Then, an immense energy, hard to believe it came from her small body, began to fill the space.
“Ugh…!”
Lisir involuntarily took a step back.
In his head, he thought he should approach and help with the purifying power, but the energy instinctively made him take a step back.
Lisir inevitably stood in place and watched her condition.
“Damn it, is she alright!?”
His expression gradually became filled with anxiety.
-Master!!! That gnat woman’s energy!!!
Lisir’s gaze was fixed on the Fairy’s wings.
The wings, originally as transparent as glass, were turning into a murky green like flowing poison.
Like the energy that was originally pure but gradually becoming contaminated.
The malice hidden in the Fairy’s emotions.
The ancient curse abandoned its disguise and began to reveal itself.
“Ah, ah…!!!”
A voice like filth refluxing was superimposed on the Fairy’s sharp scream.
-Shuyen!!! You vile creature!!! Livestock of the Hero!!! Remember my words, you will suffer my curse even in death!!!
Lisir was momentarily stunned by the overwhelming presence in that voice.
“Yo-you are…!”
And, a look of horror appeared on the Fairy’s face.
The ancient Great Evil that had been destroyed by the Hero appeared before her again.
“Ugh…!”
The altered Fairy’s energy began to choke her neck.
Lisir thought.
It can’t go on any longer.
Just as he was about to act impulsively, that moment came.
-Master! Be careful!
Dangaleon’s warning.
Lisir was already acting.
Something was flying from beyond the shared space where the Fairy had flown.
“This is…?”
It was a mantle.
A mantle with a pure white base decorated with golden patterns, clearly extraordinary.
It approached Lisir with its will and naturally draped around his neck.
-Sword’s Owner!
The mantle spoke to Lisir in a majestic voice.
-My Master’s comrade is in danger! Therefore, I request your help!!! Please, help me stop the Great Evil’s return!?
“…!”
Lisir instinctively realized.
That this mantle was the legacy of the First Hero.
“How, how should I do it!?”
-First! Draw your Holy Sword!!! What is your Holy Sword!
“Rapid Advancement! It’s Rapid Advancement!!!”
-Oh, is Zallak here!!!
“No!”
-?
“Damn it, I left it at home!!!”
The mantle, which had been fluttering like it was blown by the wind, quietly settled down.
As if it had become speechless.
“Kheugh…!!”
Meanwhile, the Fairy’s pain becomes even clearer.
‘Damn it…’
Anxiety rises up his back.
Is it because of the situation?
-Lisir!!!
Lisir suddenly felt as if he heard the familiar voice of the Holy Sword.
The voice became clearer as Lisir’s will grew stronger.
-Please don’t forget me!!!
Eventually, the voice became as close as if it were whispering in his ear.
“…”
Now, Lisir himself did not know what he was doing.
Just intuition. Just instinct.
He entrusted himself to something indescribable.
He extends his arm to the side.
And, he grasps.
Something that is there.
Is it a misconception?
‘No. It’s not a misconception.’
Lisir could clearly feel what he held in his hand.
Lisir tightened his grip.
Even stronger.
As if it should naturally be there.
No.
As if it had been there from the beginning.
Grasp it.
And draw it.
Lisir entrusted himself to the inner voice.
Lisir pulled back his tightly clenched fist.
As if drawing a sword from its scabbard.
-Th-this is…!?
The Hero’s Legacy.
Even its surprised voice did not reach Lisir now.
All his nerves were focused on his arm━ his fist, his fingertips.
Swoosh.
As if he could hear the sound of the sword rubbing against the scabbard with his fingertips.
And then, the appearance of the blade leaving the scabbard.
The brilliance emitted by the blade.
Lisir looked at his fist.
A ray of light was tightly grasped between his fingers.
The light was slowly being drawn from an invisible scabbard in the air.
The entity clearly depicted on his retina.
There was no room for doubt anymore.
Grin.
Lisir swung his arm widely with a courageous smile.
Swoosh!
A clear metallic sound of iron ringing.
A sword revealed itself, shedding light.
Rapid Advancement Holy Sword.
The sacred sword was held in its owner’s hand.
-Lisir!?
The Holy Sword answered its owner’s call.
Lisir let out a laugh with his breath catching in his throat.
“My god, Zallak! Was this even possible!?”
-How did you do that, Lisir!
Their voices overlapped.
“Huh?”
How.
It was a question spoken simultaneously from the front and back.
Holy Sword.
The First Hero’s Legacy.
They were confused.
Did the Holy Sword even have this ability?
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