Academy's Genius Swordmaster

Chapter 288

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“Let’s go. So, while saving my daughter, wouldn’t you save the world as well?”

The savior who left those words began to stride into Dainhar. It was impressive to walk without a moment’s hesitation. Ronan, dumbfounded, followed him.

“Oh, let’s go together.”

“I have no intention of delaying, so hurry up. Hey, where was the road to the bridge?”

“Ha Hamgyo? What is it?”

Dreaming Thunder was taken aback by the sudden question. The savior explained the place called ‘Bridge’ step by step.

“It is a very wide and flat space. It’s all white and there’s a mechanism... Oh yeah. There is such a great crystal.”

The savior opened his arms and drew a circle. In an instant, a certain place passed through the minds of Ronan and Thunder. If my memory isn’t distorted, I’ve definitely been there before. Thunder succeeded in reasoning and snapped his fingers.

“Aha, you mean the heart of the ruins? If you are there, you know!”

In the past, it was the place where Ronan had a decisive battle with Terranil, the leader of Nebula Clazie. Shockwaves and sparks tearing through the ground The bloody smell of the massacred natives was still vivid. The savior groaned.

“The heart...yes. That’s not wrong. Can you guide me there?”

“Ha, but it is a sacred place there. We can’t enter unless it’s our tribe...”

Dreaming Thunder dragged the horse’s tail. And restlessly, he looked at Ronan’s eyes. It was to ask if the savior was trustworthy.

Come to think of it, it was a holy place or something. The way I went was also damn right. Thoughtful, Ronan nodded.

“He is someone you can trust. I bet you.”

“It is good then. I will take you there!”

As soon as Ronan’s guarantee fell, Thunder’s face brightened. I could get a glimpse of the trust in Ronan in the part where he never asked why he was heading to the Holy Land. Thunder took the lead and walked out.

Ronan and the Saviors followed the thunder and moved into Dainhar. It was made up of rocky mountains and sand and metallic strangely shaped rocks on all sides, so I had to lift my head up and look up at the sky in order to change my mind even a little.

The night air was still cold. The night sky was unusually beautiful, probably because it was a desert without any artificial light. It was while Ronan was walking while looking at the nebula burning brightly.

“Where are you going at this hour? Thunder.”

“ok?”

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the front. All three looked at each other at the same time. A rather rugged and huge native man was standing there. Thunder’s eyes widened wide.

“Ooh brother?!”

“You....”

Ronan was also surprised. Like thunder, it was a raging gust, the natives with whom they had bonded in Dyinhar. He met Ronan’s eyes and greeted him first.

“Ronan. A long time.”

“I know.”

A splendid hat was placed on the head of the furious gust. As expected, it seemed that he had been crowned as the new chieftain. He strode forward and joined hands with Ronan.

“I was a little worried because there was no news for three years. I’m glad you look healthy.”

“Will it be as much as you?”

Ronan, who saw the body of the gust, stuck out his tongue. It looked like a statue carved out of obsidian, not a human. He said that he noticed the presence of Ronan and the Saviors the moment they entered Dainhar. After greeting, the blast opened its mouth.

“I just heard the story. Are you going to the heart of Dainhar?”

“ok. that’s right.”

“Then I will guide you. Thunder is still immature, so going alone is unreasonable.”

Angry Gust, like his brother, did not ask why Ronan was heading to the Holy Land. His bones were deeply imprinted with the grace he had received from Ronan and Schlieffen in the past. The dreamy thunder beside him jumped out of place.

“older brother! What do you mean? I can do it right!”

“So did you break your limbs the other day? If it wasn’t for me, you would be crippled.”

“Ugh, that’s...”

“Don’t do that, both of you go together.”

said the savior. Although a little nauseated, Ronan listened to him in silence.

“Kasha has always been a girl who lived in Nimburton. Her hair black as space was really beautiful. It was a pity that Iril couldn’t get the hair, but you have no idea how lucky you got it.”

After saying that, the savior started messing with Ronan’s hair. The colors resembling the night sky were unmistakably his wife’s. Ronan frowned.

“Can you please stop touching me?”

“It’s not worn out, what are you doing? Anyway, Kasha was a very nice woman. It wasn’t perfect, but that made it even more lovable. She was truly a person who could be good to others.”

The savior’s tone was bright beyond recognition. I wondered how I had tolerated this subject for so long. He did not stop breathing and recited the strengths of his wife.

“I made good potato stew, I was strong for a woman, and although I made a lot of mistakes, I never gave up. But there is another decisive reason why I fell for Kasha. Do you know what?”

“Is it the face?”

“You know me well.”

Ronan answered without any hesitation. He remembered the face of his mother he had seen while traveling through the world of images in the past.

My mother resembled my older sister to the extent that it could be said that she had only changed the color of her hair and eyes. The savior nodded solemnly.

“okay. Kasha was more beautiful than anyone else. I’ve seen a lot of women over an uncountable amount of time, but none of them have matched me. The oath to not leave bloodlines, no matter what, turned into a grumbling that was no better than shit in a single smile of her eyes.”

“...it’s nice to be honest.”

The savior said that he originally intended not to date a woman or have children. If this terrifying ability he had was inherited, something terrible could have happened.

In fact, the Lycoforce, a special organization of Nebula Klagie, was created when Abel, his degraded version, sowed seeds or became obsessed with clone technology.

However, Kasha was too beautiful to make a rational judgment. He was intoxicated by the love between the sexes he met for the first time in his long life.

The fact that Abel’s wounds did not heal over the years could only be attributed to the power of love. After saying a few more words, the savior closed his eyes.

“Ah, that ecstatic night is still as clear as a hand. Exactly ten months after that, Erill was born. Your mother pulled me by the wrist, saying that the star-studded river is beautiful. And...”

“Damn it, if I get out of there, I’ll just throw it away.”

Ronan cut off the savior’s tongue. I didn’t want to know that kind of information. At this rate, he was ready to talk about his older sister as well as the anecdote of the moment he appeared in the world. Ronan, who was silent for a moment, smiled.

“Well, thank you anyway.”

“hmm?”

“Anyway, my mom was an incredibly nice person. I was a little curious because I didn’t remember seeing his face properly.”

said Ronan. In fact, he had no memory of his mother. Every year he and his sister would lay flowers on the tomb in the sun in Nimburton.

If I hadn’t traveled to the mental world in Secret’s room in the past, I wouldn’t have known her face for the rest of my life. The savior wrapped his hair around his index finger.

“...one of the sorrows of my life was not being able to attend your mother’s deathbed. After I cursed you and Illil, I immediately left for the Ghost Sea. I have never been so damned.”

“You couldn’t help it. I have to live right now.”

“Thank you for saying that. That’s how I left you. Erill had a time that could be called a memory, but Ronan did nothing for you.”

His voice was hoarse. From the high and low of the note, I felt a sense of regret. he continued.

“That’s why I gave Irill a blood needle with my blood on it. I asked you to give it to me for your coming-of-age birthday. I had a lot of thoughts that I could be of help...

”

“Actually, I just wanted to see my son grown up. A selfish estate.”

The savior laughed self-deprecatingly. Ronan didn’t say anything. Even though it was disgusting, I thought it could be.

Suddenly, he felt that running away from home early in his previous life had twisted a lot of things. If he had only lasted until adulthood, he might have found a way to slay the giants for the rest of his life. Of course, it was a pointless story by now.

“There is a saying that blood can only be washed away by blood. As the saying goes, I think there are wounds that only love can wash. Kasha and your siblings made me forget the despair of being betrayed by Abel, who seemed like it would never be erased.”

“I’m glad you did.”

“Thank you very much. Now I am saying this.”

The savior put it to the end. There was no further conversation.

“...That’s true.”

Ronan twisted his mouth. It wasn’t that I was deliberately silent, but I couldn’t think of a suitable answer.

It was the moment he turned the corner after leaping exactly three more times. Suddenly, his eyes brightened and a familiar space opened up in front of him.

“I arrived once.”