Chapter 206 (1/2)

The hero king closed his eyes. The current of the times can not be stopped. Then what should I do and how should I live? For the world, for the country, for her or

The saint saw the face and was thinking of going through me only after taking on this role. I want the person who kept me forever to fight as I like last. He is also a warrior in nature. In the end, without jealousy, I ran through with my lust and I wish so.

“Jed has fallen, so there is no obstacle to her.”

“Do you also fall?”

“How about that? Honestly, she doesn’t feel like losing to her. She thinks if she gives up her self and uses that unmatched talent even in Laurencia, or if I stand up.”

“It’s a battle maiden, right?”

“Yes, and I can say the same as you”

A holy girl, she smiled with loneliness. A beautiful appearance, a bald atmosphere, a man saw an illusion to her. A tool for raising her, making her a target of faith, and making me angry, yes, it was the beginning. The distorted country of St. Lawrence was built in this way.

And soon it was supposed to die.

“Do you wish her to be a saint (me)?”

“I hope. That suffering is the best I understand. It must not be one person’s thing. Every day I keep killing myself as an idol for all, it is too harsh, but at the same time To stand at the top is nothing but to discard me. ”

The hero king knows. How unreasonable and cruel the world is.

Bet everything and be one, if protected. That is the world.

“You’re likely to win again.”

“Oh, but maybe the next one is the last. The next one is either eaten by a white knight or scolded by an ebony, or whatever. I’m a little bit old. I have been alive for a long time.”

“But let’s let the believers choose now. Your own way. Many, maybe-”

“They are not the only ones who make themselves with their feet. Some have no faith without faith. Some will laugh. But we will not laugh. They also lived desperately.”

“Yes, thank you, Welkin. Thanks to you, this country has continued here. If you were not there, it would have been a long time ago as a mere collection device.”

“Or maybe he was happy”

“No, no. I was able to be with you even if I could not accompany you. I was very happy. I had time with you. For me.”

“Yes, then it was good”

“How are you?”

“I’m too. That’s why I had a mask that didn’t suit the King of Heroes. Well, if St. Lawrence finishes, I’m going to the store.”

Werkingenx is amazed. A long time ago, more than half a century ago, before I was a Welkin, not a Werkingix

I still didn’t know anything. There was neither love nor hope.

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The oldest memory was that when nobody believed, it was the time of the baby. A man who runs a horse with his followers in a blazing storm. In his arm was Welkin.

“… Schauhausen me. Do you have any desire to escape?”

“I will protect the child. In the blood of the brave, for reasons not to lose.”

“Oh, there’s no meaning in the bloodline. I’ve lost my magic and have been generations already? I’m troubled with Nederlux. My life has no meaning, inevitably, my death has no meaning either.”