The Rebirth Of The Hero’S Party’S Archmage [EN]: Chapter 264

The Reincarnated Grand Magician of the Hero Party – Episode 264 (264/280)

#9 At Trident Point: (3)

At first, I couldn’t help but be astonished.

The bizarre reunion began with blood splattered on the faces of all the survivors.

The blood began to glow faintly, and then, from beyond, there was a distinct snap of fingers.

‘Blood magic of the Blado family……!’

It was a moment’s gamble.

If I hadn’t quickly nullified that power with Bell Curios [a magical artifact], those here now would be…….

While those covered in blood screamed and began to run away, Rain blankly turned his head.

“No way.”

Walking from that swamp… it was definitely Seigan Wolf Blado.

Unlike before, his eyes were dyed dark blue, gleaming with phosphorescence and emitting a cold mist.

Moreover, there was a giant figure running out from the opposite side at an unbelievable speed, clashing swords with Miria.

“B, Blackheart Captain…….”

An adventurer was heard muttering.

– It is said that when the prison was dragged up from the swamp again, it had transformed into a monstrous object that breathed cold air into its hard heart, creating mist.

I see… so that’s what happened when he was turned into a zombie by Beshansidug’s power?

Bell Curios.

Open the field of vision in red to read the biological information.

‘No problem.’

There are still fragments of the soul left.

Clasping both hands together, he activates Jeser Soiran Yeon [a type of magic] with the power of ‘Mental Image Black Cloud Shield’ in the Light attribute.

Even if the power is slightly weaker than Changmyeong’s Poem [another type of magic], it is much faster, and incomparably stronger than a normal Jeser Soiran Yeon.

“……!”

“……!”

The two undead were caught in chains and soon began to make mournful cries.

The abyss that was eroding their bodies, stealing their consciousness…….

The sound was several times more painful for the dragons; even Mir grimaced and covered both ears.

So, I thought it was fortunate.

If I had been directly hit by the laughter that shook the swamp the next moment, I would have suffered considerable mental damage.

「Ha, haha, hahahahahaha!」

An immense murderous intent that seemed to bind the whole body, the breath, with thousands of strings.

It was an existence with a life force that made even moving a fingertip require great effort.

I thought I had already experienced nightmares with Shar’Kars and Zernics, but then I realized that there were nightmares beyond nightmares.

Mir’s expression crumbled for the first time. What wriggled in those eyes was clear fear.

Immediately, Miria stood in front of Nen, and Aki stood in front of Mir to protect them.

「You dare to come to my territory again, I am truly pleased, KarenDen!」

Duke Beshansidug of Gongan.

The middle-aged man’s armor, adorned with elegant decorations, was dazzling.

The hair, tied up with an ominous hairpin, was fixed, and the hair, eyebrows, and robe were all a sinister dark blue.

Only the armor, modeled after the skeleton of a spider, was gray, gleaming ominously as if made of human bones.

“Nen, Mir! You must never interfere. Absolutely. Aki, protect your two younger siblings!”

Before I even had time to warn Aki, he rushed in.

It was a speed and destructive power that dared to surpass Baekdoryeong Shar’Kars. Was it because he immediately revealed his true form?

The distorted body of a god that could only come from the imagination of a madman, the form of a giant spider as huge as a mountain.

With just one hit, the terrain was changed, and an evil change was imbued in nature, causing heaven and earth to scream.

‘This guy is a monster… a monster who ruled the era before the founding.’

The young people of today think of Trident Point as an island, but it was Beshansidug’s power that completely overturned the terrain of this peninsula.

「Shinra Bansho (All Things in Nature) [a powerful technique].」

He used the power to finely decompose providence itself with a spider web, and then melt everything caught in that web.

「What happened to those mongrels.」

It had been a long time since I had been overwhelmed by the fear of having my spine chilled and my breath dried up.

「Why did you turn back into a child again?」

What is he talking about?

Does this guy possibly mistake me for KarenDen?

「Are you worried about those things? Then I’ll kill them for you! So you can enjoy this fight to your heart’s content.」

When sleeping with the three dragon siblings, I sometimes have dreams.

Whether there are fragments of memories inherited from the Three Divine Dragons, and whether those dreams are intertwined with my dreams.

The harmony is unknown, but the dreams I occasionally have are memories of the days when KarenDen was with the Three Divine Dragons.

– Be quiet, I’m researching now.

– Aroong.

– Abubu.

– Agumoong.

– You failures, if you keep disobeying my orders, I will turn you back into a pile of genes.

KarenDen was a taciturn scholar.

Even when talking to his younger sister, Theresia, he rarely showed much emotion.

He felt like a natural scholar. Of course, his face was not visible even in this memory.

What made KarenDen say so many words was the Three Divine Dragons in their infancy.

In the age of gods, in wars with ancient kings that I cannot even imagine, KarenDen took the Three Divine Dragons with him.

He said it was to accumulate combat experience, but thanks to that, I was able to closely see how KarenDen used his power.

The power that KarenDen originally used was not magic, but the Genesis Poem [a powerful ancient ability].

– The power that Brother received from Geldharia-nim [a deity] is really beautiful.

The leader of , Theresia, evaluated the power like this.

– It’s like singing?

KarenDen, on the contrary, did not try to continue the topic as if it were cumbersome and embarrassing.

However, when the Three Divine Dragons groaned in the abyss of the ancient king, tossed and turned in their sleep, and trembled, he was a god who sang it like a lullaby.

It was not a poem, but actually a song. That was interpreted and passed down in the form of a poem.

The existence called Geldharia was a higher-ranking god of , an existence called the Creator God.

The reason why that being gave KarenDen that power is probably the same reason why KarenDen lent me the power of Yuryang Sejon [another powerful ability].

KarenDen, who was a seeker of learning, came to touch the truth of creation while using that power.

So, the power that changed the form of the Genesis Poem to suit his convenience is the power called magic in this era.

Thanks to that, I was able to clearly find out how KarenDen used that magic.

– I have failed.

The memories were fragmentary.

I didn’t know the inside story of why KarenDen lived with those words after the war.

– Now you will pay the price for my failure in this cruel world.

Even though I can’t see his face.

I could somehow tell that you were crying as you stroked the heads of the Three Divine Dragons, who were becoming adults.

– I am powerless…….

KarenDen was worried.

He was worried about entrusting the Three Divine Dragons as protectors of this world and hiding his appearance, just like me now…….

– I will definitely find a way, so wait for me. Until the time we meet again.

Method, yes, method.

The reason why I bothered to bring Nen and Mir to this Trident Point was all to find such a method.

I have to find it.

Until the day KarenDen returns, so that these children can sustain the light of the world.

So this power.

The power that KarenDen gave me.

I think it’s a power I gained because I had the same heart as you.

So now I am.

“Manifestation Embodiment, Asura Silhon Gyeong [a powerful transformation].”

Rain moved, in a time that seemed to have stopped.

No, in a time that could not be followed without enhancing dynamic visual acuity with the ability of the ancient nobles.

The moment he clasped his hands together, a fantasy (幻想) that was constructed, scattering vast light behind the sorcerer, took shape and descended.

“As long as I’m alive, anyone who lays a hand on those kids, whether they’re ancient nobles or forgotten kings, I’ll get rid of them.”

Beshansidug gave a gruesome smile.

「Yes, that’s how you should come out. I was resurrected to fight you at your full power again!」

* * *

What brought the long battle to an end were 182 wedges of light.

It took a total of twelve suns to calm the nightmare that ran rampant and spread the abyss throughout the world.

As if to prove the fierce battle, nearly half of this treacherous land, originally called the Eternal Swamp, lost its shape and evaporated.

The abyss, which corrodes and rots providence itself, was still alive and wriggling in various places.

“Not yet, it’s not over… don’t go out of my Asura.”

The young man said, panting.

His hair, once streaked with gray, had long since turned completely white after this half-month battle.

Next to him, the swordswoman, who supported her collapsing body with the Holy Sword, also had her hair completely dyed white.

It was a really long fight.

I don’t know why.

I don’t know how it happened.

Whether KarenDen’s memory led to a new realm again…….

The moment the battle lasting half a day reached its climax, the moment the three siblings screamed at the young man’s crisis, the realm of Asura Silhon Gyeong reached its peak.

「───?!」

Originally, KarenDen’s Asura, unlike my Asura, was holding dragon swords (龍劍) instead of holding wish-fulfilling jewels in its three pairs of arms.

The wish-fulfilling jewel can emit powerful power, but it required a moment to switch between offense and defense.

This was also the reason why the battle with Beshansidug was not quickly concluded, but at that moment, the wish-fulfilling jewel changed into a dragon sword.

The dragon swords raged like a storm, blocking Beshansidug’s attacks and tearing his limbs apart.

The sorcerer’s will, calculation, and movements were not required at all to switch between offense and defense.

The Asura moved alive, protecting the sorcerer with its own will and blocking all of Beshansidug’s attacks.

I say again, all attacks. No matter what Beshansidug did, there was no way to escape the dance of the Asura’s dragon swords.

Five dragon swords were broken, and the conclusion was reached when the dawning sun shone down on the ruined swamp.

Beshansidug, whose body was pierced by 182 wedges, seemed unable to believe his defeat, but strangely, a joyful smile lingered in his eyes.

「You have become several times weaker than in the old era, KarenDen. I think I know how much of the abyss of the supreme being Yotiatos has spread in your body.」

Yotiatos?

It was the first time I had heard of it, but when those words were recited, the world, the sun, the stars, felt like they were wailing.

My body trembled involuntarily as if it had become a language that touched primal fear.

「How much weaker will you become in the future? I’ll tell you one good fact. Our king is returning.」

“What?”

「The return of the king is near, so take a look at the appearance of this world that you have changed. Now everything will collapse, and the world will return to the rule of the true king.」

As his body sank into the swamp by the power of the wedges, the sinister laughter of the guy staring straight at Rain echoed eerily throughout the heavens.

「It’s a pity that I can’t see it with my own eyes! Your face distorted with fear and despair! Ahahahahaha!」

Before I knew it, the dawn was faintly spreading, and the world covered in fog was immersed in a silence that began to brighten.

Breaking that silence, the three siblings ran into Rain’s arms and hugged him.

Even in the smile that reassured the children, that ominous and unsettling prophecy constantly lingered in my ears.

– The true king is returning.

The king is coming back.

I had an uneasy and certain premonition that this prophecy would never be a bluff.

Therefore, it may have been a natural course for that premonition to become the guideline for the remaining hundred-year journey.

* * *

Starting with Seigan Wolf Blado, the dead were recovered, funerals were held for the dead, and then they returned to the Far West Branch.

A bountiful autumn began. There was no abyss anywhere in the world.

* * *

The coronation ceremony of Raida Aigin, the newly elected emperor this year, was held magnificently.

Originally, many emperors ended their coronation ceremonies with a festival, but Raida held a grand banquet for the people who visited the imperial palace, but summoned all the officials to the imperial palace.

The scroll he handed to the scribe contained information about the newly formed cabinet, and the members were already summoned and waiting in front of the throne.

The name of the person who had the honor of being called first by the scribe was as follows.

“Madoseong (Magic Star) [a title], Rain Ludwig.”

A handsome young man with noble black hair streaked with white.

He stepped forward to the throne, knelt on one knee, and kissed the hand the emperor held out, pledging his allegiance.

The scribe read the imperial edict.

“The Emperor establishes you as the Prime Minister, the wisdom of the Empire and the one who unfolds the Emperor’s will, to properly heal this country. You shall uphold the imperial orders given by the Emperor.”

The eunuch brought a platinum badge nobly wrapped in golden silk.

Engraved on it were four stars, a symbol of Hwanghasa Museong [a prestigious organization]. The pattern embossed in the center of the four stars was an open book.

This means Madoseong, who takes care of the emperor’s wisdom, and the Prime Minister who oversees the national affairs of this empire.

The emperor personally pinned the insignia on Rain Ludwig’s chest and nodded in satisfaction.

The young man, who now held all the authority and responsibility of Madoseong, responded to that heart.

“I will obey your command, Your Majesty.”

Thus, in the cooperation of the wise ruler and the virtuous man, the last and greatest renaissance of the Holy Human Empire began.