Disciple of The Three Kings [EN]: Chapter 506

Lee Rowoon took a step forward.

With that light step, the surrounding environment changed in a flash.

Thanks to Elk’s increased power and Cron’s power, who acted as Elk’s adversary and master, his understanding of dimensions had increased, making it easier to transcend space.

Because of that.

The soles of his feet landed on the ground.

That was.

Goooh-!

A step that signaled the beginning of a counterattack.

“Have you arrived?”

Hase Min, armed and ready, greeted him after a long time.

“Hoo.”

Lee Sanhu nodded towards Lee Rowoon.

“…It is an honor to stand together once more.”

Even Dang Hwayoung, dressed in a tight-fitting black martial uniform.

They stepped aside, clearing a path, and Lee Rowoon walked through the opened way.

Whoosh, whoosh.

Small breaths gathered.

Thud! Thud!

They sounded like thunder.

In front of the vast space, the Shinma Hall….

“Twenty thousand warriors of the Shinma Alliance.”

Twenty thousand warriors in martial uniforms stood with sharpened momentum.

Five years ago, many warriors wore uniforms according to their respective sects, and even though there was a group called the ‘Hwe’ [a group or association], it was extremely rare for them to act under it.

However, the sight of twenty thousand warriors wearing the same uniform and emitting the same energy was truly magnificent.

Their affiliations and martial arts were all different.

That was true in the past, the present, and would be in the future.

But under the name of the Shinma Alliance.

Swish-!

It was clear that they were the ones who would walk the path with the Shinma Alliance.

As they took a bow, the moment they lowered their heads, Lee Sanhu’s voice was heard.

“Thirty thousand players of the Shinma Alliance.”

Next to them, they looked different from the warriors.

Different armaments, a look that lacked any uniformity.

However, the Shinma Alliance emblem drawn on their chests united them.

There were players from the East who were impressed by Lee Rowoon’s performance and joined, and players from the West who had crossed over from Ainhardt after the stakes were broken.

And they.

Thump.

Lightly stomped their feet.

Bowing like the warriors was something only for the Eun [a term referring to a specific group or faction].

There was no common etiquette among the players, but they were.

Thump! Thump!

Expressing their gratitude to Lee Rowoon in their own ways.

Knowing who their liberation came from.

Knowing how arduous and difficult the process of that fight was, it was the loyalty and gratitude they could offer.

Behind them.

“There are seventy thousand demons from Gehenna.”

Porzia said.

She had approached and was standing next to Lee Rowoon.

Seventy thousand.

It was an overwhelming number.

It was a number that could be considered most of the demons that had crossed over from Gehenna.

“I asked if it wouldn’t be better to leave some behind.”

Hase Min said.

Deploying all the demons brought from Gehenna into battle was nothing short of a reckless act.

It was no different from saying they were not afraid of the destruction of the species or the world.

And that was possible because.

“In fact, we are no different. We’ve scraped together all the combat forces we could.”

It was faith in Lee Rowoon.

It was the belief that this fight would end because of Lee Rowoon, and that he would protect them.

Nod.

“Besides that, there are mages, including the knights, but not in great numbers.”

Those who had surrendered or defected.

But indeed, their numbers were small.

In a way, it was natural.

Unlike Eun, where all the foundations had collapsed, the Empire was solid even after the stakes were broken, and it had firmly consolidated its power.

Swish.

Lee Rowoon scanned the assembled forces.

Oh Jin-kyung of Haenam was not there, but the warriors of Haenam were.

-Wudang.

The head of Wudang had said that he had died in battle while he was away.

However, the new head of Wudang had taken over the will of the previous head and was standing in solidarity with the Shinma Alliance.

-Kunlun, Emei….

Sects like Kunlun and Emei.

Even five years ago, they had fought their own battles without interfering in the secular world.

And they were still continuing their fight against the remnants of Gehenna.

They were not part of the Shinma Alliance, but by joining their forces, they had done all they could.

-Jeomchang, Namgung, Tang, Moryong….

Those who belonged to him.

Those who had submitted.

Their leaders were not here.

They were absent for the fight on Earth, and also for the work they had to do.

Swish-!

But their will was with the Shinma Alliance.

“…….”

And a woman who seemed dissatisfied.

“Baek Cheong.”

Baek Cheong stood among the warriors, alongside Jongnam.

The Jongnam Goddess.

“She will lead the warriors.”

Hase Min, Lee Sanhu, Dang Hwayoung, and others were tasked with the heavy responsibility of commanding the entire army.

They had to see the whole picture and observe the war situation.

However, there was also a need for someone to lead the warriors, and that was Baek Cheong.

“If it’s her….”

Before Hase Min could finish his sentence.

“I can trust her.”

Lee Rowoon said.

He knew Baek Cheong’s spirit and will better than anyone else.

He had also heard a little about the pain she had suffered while stranded in Ainhardt.

Even so, she had returned with an unyielding will, and Lee Rowoon had no choice but to trust her.

Besides that, there were many others.

The players.

Those who had formed a bond with him, who had come to belong to him, and who shared his will.

And.

Thud.

Lee Rowoon took another step forward.

“It’s Lee Rowoon.”

A small voice, but a voice that struck the ears like thunder.

With just one name that needed no other modifier, everyone fell silent as if they had stopped breathing.

“I promise you.”

Lee Rowoon’s eyes moved slowly, as if trying to capture all of the more than one hundred thousand troops.

“This will be the last fight.”

Thud!

“Your role in this fight will not be very important.”

It was a story that could not help but hurt their pride.

All of them were combat troops, and they had devoted their lives to building such power.

It was a statement that seemed to ignore them all, but the speaker was Lee Rowoon.

“But your fight will have a great impact in the future.”

The roles were different.

“I will fight for destruction.”

They.

“Fight to protect.”

As he had said, this fight would be the last.

And no matter what, there would be survivors.

“Even after the fight is over, the world will continue to exist. Your efforts are needed for that world to be different from what it is now.”

It was sincere.

“Everyone will know. Everyone will have felt it. The players who were dominated, the pain of that sorrow and oppression….”

Clench.

The players gritted their teeth.

The humiliating memories they could not forget came to mind.

It would be a lie if there was no resentment, and Lee Rowoon had made them realize it again.

The uncomfortable truth.

“The warriors will also feel the same. Those who dominated, those who were dominated. Those who atone for oppression and violence. Even if they didn’t, they would have felt something.”

He spoke so that they could empathize.

“It is not right to forget the past. But there is no need to be buried and submerged in the past. Now you are all under the name of the Shinma Alliance, and the Shinma Alliance will be your home where you can leave whenever you want.”

He had not thought he would say these words.

He had thought that it would be enough to just walk his own path silently.

But now he had acknowledged it.

That he was at the forefront of everyone, and that there were so many people behind him.

-My King.

He remembered what Porzia had said.

-Welcome, our King.

What Hase Min and others had said.

Those words that had not resonated with him.

“So survive. The demons of Gehenna, the knights, the mages. Survive and remember what you fought for together.”

Lee Rowoon closed his mouth.

“Are you done?”

Hase Min’s voice was heard softly.

“I think so.”

At Lee Rowoon’s words, he smiled.

Hase Min’s face seemed a little flushed.

“You’re finally admitting it. That you are our king.”

An awkward word.

“We don’t want to be dominated. We would resist such a king, and we wouldn’t need him.”

The warriors, the players, the knights, and the demons were the same.

“But you are not like that.”

An opponent who was not hesitant to be called a king.

“You stand at the very front, leading us.”

Also.

“You have always fought alone and protected us.”

Even though many people had died by Lee Rowoon’s hand, it was so.

He was fighting to protect, even if he was not aware of it, with his own beliefs and will.

“Because you are that kind of person.”

Lee Rowoon was that kind of person.

“That’s why we can call you our king.”

Hase Min faced Lee Rowoon.

And Lee Sanhu and others stood beside Hase Min.

Lee Rowoon.

Pfft.

Slightly curled up the corners of his mouth.

“Not a bad feeling.”

Recognition.

The moment Lee Rowoon said that, his eyes changed.

A warm moment.

A moment to remember.

That was enough for a moment to become a memory.

“Now….”

Lee Rowoon turned around.

Saaah-!

The blowing wind was shaking the leaves of the giant World Tree.

“It’s time to go.”

[I am ready.]

A voice like the player system.

But everyone knew that it was the voice of Elk, the god of the world.

Elk, who had regained her territory and strengthened her power thanks to Lee Rowoon.

[Please do not worry about any unforeseen situations. This place will be protected by me and the elves.]

The role of the elves and Elk was also important.

Those who protect.

“Then open it.”

Lee Rowoon said.

Saaaaah-!

The gentle breeze suddenly began to intensify.

Thud! Thud!

The branches and leaves of the World Tree that were breaking off gathered in one place and began to swirl.

Behind the troops, the wind that was swirling in a circle was only getting stronger.

The strengthened power.

Elk, who possessed the divinity of the world….

Zzzzzing-!

Opened the door.

No one knew what was beyond it.

Tap.

Lee Rowoon fell from the high platform.

Thud, thud.

The steps he had been taking slowly.

Tap!

Suddenly changed to a fast pace.

And.

Zzzing-!

He crossed the door.