Estio Volume 7
- Episode 14
'Shuhanan!'
Estio was able to recognize his identity without even asking. It was because the appearance of Shuhanan in the memory he had read through the scales of the yellow dragon in the desert temple was exactly the same.
The blonde hair that seemed to have melted the midsummer sun, and the hair that fell gently along the shoulder line, along with the golden eyes that Loaren liked, were the same.
Shuhanan did not age. He hasn't grown a beard and his hair hasn't been counted, and he's maintained his youthful appearance with Loa Ren. He was a beautiful person. As if he was proving that he was a member of the Gold Clan, it seemed that he was already shining according to his form just by being there. The only thing that changed was his expression.
'It doesn't look like a living person.'
Originally, he had a cold impression, but now he is cold and looks like a vegetative person who has lost his vitality.
Shuhanan didn't even notice that Estio had entered the chapel, and was dazed. In the direction he looked, there was a stained glass shining in five colors. The picture created by the piece of tinted glass was a scene of an angel with dark hair descending to the earth in white clothes.
Estio took a step closer to him. But it was then.
Kaang!
Suddenly, there was a deafening roar from the organ that had been resonating well. The melody stopped with the sound of glass breaking and the gigantic organ stopped working. While Estio looked up at the pipe that had stopped in surprise, the blonde man looked at him slowly.
"......?"
Realizing that someone else had just entered the chapel, Shuhanan blinked once.
"Loa... Ren?"
A cracked voice came out. Shu Hanan, who looked at Estio with his eyes wide open, smiled like a sigh.
"Is it the same fantasy again? You're dressed a little differently this time, Loaren."
bum bum.
Shuhanan, who came closer, stood in front of Estio with eyes still drunk from dreams. Estio had a completely different face from Loaren, but the current Shuhanan was so damaged that he couldn't even notice it. There was only one thing: Estio's dark hair was the same color as the lovely woman Shuhanan knew.
"It is said that darkness always loses to light."
Shuhanan looked at the dark hair with a lonely look and said.
"But the reality is the opposite. Light always chases after darkness. If you chase after it haphazardly, darkness has already left its place. Always."
There was no power in the hazy voice like a dream.
"always......."
Shuhanan, who muttered a little, this time reached out toward him as if pleading.
"It's okay if it's a fantasy, so please don't go for today. Loaren, how crazy do I have to go to meet you. Huh?"
Only painful smiles flowed over the dried up tears. Shu Hanan raised his trembling hand and stroked Estio's head.
But right after that, Shuhanan was startled like a man on fire.
"......!"
There was definitely a feeling in his hand. It wasn't the harsh and sweet fantasy that I had been through so many times. Shuhanan, realizing that, grabbed Estio's shoulders tightly.
"I can't do this. Loaren! Are you really you? You are really not a fantasy...!"
"This is Estio from the Ignis Guild. I came here on a request."
Estio took a step back and answered. Shu Hanan's behavior, which he appeared to be insane, only burdened him. So Estio stared at Shuhanan's golden eyes again to confirm.
"Customer Shuhanan, are you okay?"
Shuhanan, who had stretched out his hand in the air with a look of excitement, gradually hardened his expression. Golden eyes, which had been gleaming with vitality for a moment, soon became cloudy like dark clouds.
"... it's not."
Shuhanan's earnest fingertips stirred the air. With a more angry face than when he embraced his virtual image, he pulled out each word as if he was chewing it.
"No. It's not Loaren. You, who are you. Why!"
Shuhanan, who screamed with a feeling of vomiting blood, immediately covered her face with her palms.
"Why the hell..., you smell of Loaren..."
Shuhanan was suffering so badly that even Estio, who was listening to it, was choking. It wasn't the kind of despair that I had vaguely imagined until I heard the story told by her Saint Hugh Dra Sil. Even without even trying to read him, a wave of intense emotions came over Hwaak Estio.
'it hurts.'
Jureuk.
Tears were running down my cheeks before I could accept it all with my head. Shuhanan, who was not able to handle even the spirit of a dragon and went crazy, the emotions held by Estio, who are capable of the spiritual world, were like poison. The poison spread was instantaneous. Estio had no time to defend himself, and in an instant, Shuhanan's feelings were transferred as they were.
'Would it be comfortable if I killed everyone?', 'I can't. Can she be comfortable without her?'
Two emotions collided. So Shuhanan was suffering while killing all the creatures he could see.
'I'd rather be dead.', 'I can't die if she's alive.'
Again, our hearts collided. Shuhanan attempted to take his own life, but failed each time. The slender hope that the companion who imprinted his soul might be alive somewhere in the world grabbed hold of him and did not let him go.
'Someone tell me.', 'Why am I left here alone?'
Estio thought while looking at Shuhanan's flaming golden eyes. Kai, who said Shuhanan was a light dragon full of anger, was wrong. There was no anger left in those eyes. Hwangryong Shuhanan, he was just in pain. Estio seemed to understand why Yggdrasil had expressed pity for him.
'Give it back.', 'Give her back. give it back Give it back.'
The cry in my heart that continued like crazy was like a cry full of pain. I tried to plug her ears, but to no avail. It wasn't a noise she wouldn't hear if she covered her ears. Shuhanan approached Estio, whose head was in a mess due to being exposed to intense madness in a short period of time. And he grabbed Estio by the collar.
"Did you kill Loaren?"
"......!"
It was an absurd misunderstanding. However, Estio couldn't answer properly because he was caught by the neck in a dizzying state.
"In the end, did you succeed in hunting the Dragon Heart? Humans cut Loaren's scales and pulled out her heart?"
Shuhanan was now mistaken for Estio as a human who hunted Loaren. It was the next moment that Shuhanan, who had been staring at him with scorching eyes, as if torn to death at any moment, changed his expression.
"ね. Ha ha ha ha!"
Suddenly, there was a burst of roar. Shuhanan, who laughed out loud like a crazy person, looked down at Estio with tears in his eyes. And he let go of the collar he had been holding until then.
"Look, Loaren. The race you loved called humans didn't love you after all."
"...Collock."
As the breath that had been blocked was opened, Estio barely came to his senses. Estio, who stood staggeringly, looked up at Shuhanan with a pale complexion.
"If it's not Loaren who's alive anyway."
Tears were streaming down Shuhanan's face, whose smile had dried up for the first time. With only tears falling silently, Shuhanan knelt down in his seat. The white papal robes fell like feathers to the floor.
"It means nothing."
In Estio's eyes, Shuhanan seemed to have given up all hope now. After she realized that Loa Ren had already died, and that her only trace, the Dragon Heart, remained in the world, maintaining the imprint of her long-time companion, Shu Hanan had no reason to live any longer. He was already tired. He had no desire for revenge or the rage that would upset the world.
"Refee Stigmata."
As soon as Shuhanan muttered a small remark, the holy sword who called his name responded. Originally, it was a holy sword that followed only the commander of the Holy Knights, Ruby, but the exception was when Hwangryong, the original owner, called it.
Soon after, the holy sword Lipe Stigmata, which appeared in the form of a long, sharp blade, was seized by Shuhanan. A holy sword made from the bones of a yellow dragon was qualified to injure a dragon. This time Shuhanan was the only way to end a really long and useless life.
However, just before Shuhanan took the option of self-determination, there was a person who grabbed his holy sword first.
"Take it."
"What......?"
The dark-haired young man was speaking calmly while holding the holy sword. Shuhanan, who had lost his weapon in vain, frowned in embarrassment, then suddenly remembered something strange and frowned.
'A person who is not even a guardian has a holy sword?'
The Lipe Stigmata, made from the bones of a yellow dragon, was something that could never be touched except by the dragon himself and the guardian who drank his blood. The impossible happened. Faced with something so surprising, Shuhanan sat down and looked at Estio with a dumbfounded face. Estio followed Shu Hanan and bent his knees. When the field of vision became similar, the direction in which Estio was holding the sword came into Shuhanan's eyes.
Just like Shuhanan was about to try, Estio was holding a holy sword and pointing it at her own chest.
"What are you doing now?"
hooked.
Before I could even ask, the sound of ripping raw flesh echoed in my ears terrifyingly. A rush of blood dripped down the floor. Shu Hanan does not know what is happening now, so he suddenly hardened without stopping the young man from harming himself.
"What Loaren left behind."
Amidst the pouring blood, a crystal containing the energy of a loved one was revealed. At first glance, the seven-pointed gem emitting a black air stream looked like a black diamond. But what it was, Shuhanan knew best.
"I will return it to you, the companion of Loaren."
It was the heart of the black dragon, that is, the dragon heart.
"So now."
Estio's head was spinning because there was too much blood pouring out at once. It was also a great thing that he was able to stab himself with a knife in his chest and speak while standing up to this point.
"stop......."
'It's okay to stop hurting.'
Estio couldn't utter the words he was about to say, and he collapsed on the floor. The smell of the blood he had shed was toxic, but he was relieved.
'thank God. I can find it right away.'
I had never been hit by a knife, but I expected that if I stabbed a knife in my chest, it wouldn't last long. If she cut off her chest and Loa Ren's Dragon Heart didn't come out of it, she was worried that it wouldn't be a problem either. After she realized that she had the gift of loa Ren in the sky island Elia, she had always felt her loa Ren's presence, so she was able to do it with her confidence.
Estio Volume 7
- Episode 14
'Shuhanan!'
Estio was able to recognize his identity without even asking. It was because the appearance of Shuhanan in the memory he had read through the scales of the yellow dragon in the desert temple was exactly the same.
The blonde hair that seemed to have melted the midsummer sun, and the hair that fell gently along the shoulder line, along with the golden eyes that Loaren liked, were the same.
Shuhanan did not age. He hasn't grown a beard and his hair hasn't been counted, and he's maintained his youthful appearance with Loa Ren. He was a beautiful person. As if he was proving that he was a member of the Gold Clan, it seemed that he was already shining according to his form just by being there. The only thing that changed was his expression.
'It doesn't look like a living person.'
Originally, he had a cold impression, but now he is cold and looks like a vegetative person who has lost his vitality.
Shuhanan didn't even notice that Estio had entered the chapel, and was dazed. In the direction he looked, there was a stained glass shining in five colors. The picture created by the piece of tinted glass was a scene of an angel with dark hair descending to the earth in white clothes.
Estio took a step closer to him. But it was then.
Kaang!
Suddenly, there was a deafening roar from the organ that had been resonating well. The melody stopped with the sound of glass breaking and the gigantic organ stopped working. While Estio looked up at the pipe that had stopped in surprise, the blonde man looked at him slowly.
"......?"
Realizing that someone else had just entered the chapel, Shuhanan blinked once.
"Loa... Ren?"
A cracked voice came out. Shu Hanan, who looked at Estio with his eyes wide open, smiled like a sigh.
"Is it the same fantasy again? You're dressed a little differently this time, Loaren."
bum bum.
Shuhanan, who came closer, stood in front of Estio with eyes still drunk from dreams. Estio had a completely different face from Loaren, but the current Shuhanan was so damaged that he couldn't even notice it. There was only one thing: Estio's dark hair was the same color as the lovely woman Shuhanan knew.
"It is said that darkness always loses to light."
Shuhanan looked at the dark hair with a lonely look and said.
"But the reality is the opposite. Light always chases after darkness. If you chase after it haphazardly, darkness has already left its place. Always."
There was no power in the hazy voice like a dream.
"always......."
Shuhanan, who muttered a little, this time reached out toward him as if pleading.
"It's okay if it's a fantasy, so please don't go for today. Loaren, how crazy do I have to go to meet you. Huh?"
Only painful smiles flowed over the dried up tears. Shu Hanan raised his trembling hand and stroked Estio's head.
But right after that, Shuhanan was startled like a man on fire.
"......!"
There was definitely a feeling in his hand. It wasn't the harsh and sweet fantasy that I had been through so many times. Shuhanan, realizing that, grabbed Estio's shoulders tightly.
"I can't do this. Loaren! Are you really you? You are really not a fantasy...!"
"This is Estio from the Ignis Guild. I came here on a request."
Estio took a step back and answered. Shu Hanan's behavior, which he appeared to be insane, only burdened him. So Estio stared at Shuhanan's golden eyes again to confirm.
"Customer Shuhanan, are you okay?"
Shuhanan, who had stretched out his hand in the air with a look of excitement, gradually hardened his expression. Golden eyes, which had been gleaming with vitality for a moment, soon became cloudy like dark clouds.
"... it's not."
Shuhanan's earnest fingertips stirred the air. With a more angry face than when he embraced his virtual image, he pulled out each word as if he was chewing it.
"No. It's not Loaren. You, who are you. Why!"
Shuhanan, who screamed with a feeling of vomiting blood, immediately covered her face with her palms.
"Why the hell..., you smell of Loaren..."
Shuhanan was suffering so badly that even Estio, who was listening to it, was choking. It wasn't the kind of despair that I had vaguely imagined until I heard the story told by her Saint Hugh Dra Sil. Even without even trying to read him, a wave of intense emotions came over Hwaak Estio.
'it hurts.'
Jureuk.
Tears were running down my cheeks before I could accept it all with my head. Shuhanan, who was not able to handle even the spirit of a dragon and went crazy, the emotions held by Estio, who are capable of the spiritual world, were like poison. The poison spread was instantaneous. Estio had no time to defend himself, and in an instant, Shuhanan's feelings were transferred as they were.
'Would it be comfortable if I killed everyone?', 'I can't. Can she be comfortable without her?'
Two emotions collided. So Shuhanan was suffering while killing all the creatures he could see.
'I'd rather be dead.', 'I can't die if she's alive.'
Again, our hearts collided. Shuhanan attempted to take his own life, but failed each time. The slender hope that the companion who imprinted his soul might be alive somewhere in the world grabbed hold of him and did not let him go.
'Someone tell me.', 'Why am I left here alone?'
Estio thought while looking at Shuhanan's flaming golden eyes. Kai, who said Shuhanan was a light dragon full of anger, was wrong. There was no anger left in those eyes. Hwangryong Shuhanan, he was just in pain. Estio seemed to understand why Yggdrasil had expressed pity for him.
'Give it back.', 'Give her back. give it back Give it back.'
The cry in my heart that continued like crazy was like a cry full of pain. I tried to plug her ears, but to no avail. It wasn't a noise she wouldn't hear if she covered her ears. Shuhanan approached Estio, whose head was in a mess due to being exposed to intense madness in a short period of time. And he grabbed Estio by the collar.
"Did you kill Loaren?"
"......!"
It was an absurd misunderstanding. However, Estio couldn't answer properly because he was caught by the neck in a dizzying state.
"In the end, did you succeed in hunting the Dragon Heart? Humans cut Loaren's scales and pulled out her heart?"
Shuhanan was now mistaken for Estio as a human who hunted Loaren. It was the next moment that Shuhanan, who had been staring at him with scorching eyes, as if torn to death at any moment, changed his expression.
"ね. Ha ha ha ha!"
Suddenly, there was a burst of roar. Shuhanan, who laughed out loud like a crazy person, looked down at Estio with tears in his eyes. And he let go of the collar he had been holding until then.
"Look, Loaren. The race you loved called humans didn't love you after all."
"...Collock."
As the breath that had been blocked was opened, Estio barely came to his senses. Estio, who stood staggeringly, looked up at Shuhanan with a pale complexion.
"If it's not Loaren who's alive anyway."
Tears were streaming down Shuhanan's face, whose smile had dried up for the first time. With only tears falling silently, Shuhanan knelt down in his seat. The white papal robes fell like feathers to the floor.
"It means nothing."
In Estio's eyes, Shuhanan seemed to have given up all hope now. After she realized that Loa Ren had already died, and that her only trace, the Dragon Heart, remained in the world, maintaining the imprint of her long-time companion, Shu Hanan had no reason to live any longer. He was already tired. He had no desire for revenge or the rage that would upset the world.
"Refee Stigmata."
As soon as Shuhanan muttered a small remark, the holy sword who called his name responded. Originally, it was a holy sword that followed only the commander of the Holy Knights, Ruby, but the exception was when Hwangryong, the original owner, called it.
Soon after, the holy sword Lipe Stigmata, which appeared in the form of a long, sharp blade, was seized by Shuhanan. A holy sword made from the bones of a yellow dragon was qualified to injure a dragon. This time Shuhanan was the only way to end a really long and useless life.
However, just before Shuhanan took the option of self-determination, there was a person who grabbed his holy sword first.
"Take it."
"What......?"
The dark-haired young man was speaking calmly while holding the holy sword. Shuhanan, who had lost his weapon in vain, frowned in embarrassment, then suddenly remembered something strange and frowned.
'A person who is not even a guardian has a holy sword?'
The Lipe Stigmata, made from the bones of a yellow dragon, was something that could never be touched except by the dragon himself and the guardian who drank his blood. The impossible happened. Faced with something so surprising, Shuhanan sat down and looked at Estio with a dumbfounded face. Estio followed Shu Hanan and bent his knees. When the field of vision became similar, the direction in which Estio was holding the sword came into Shuhanan's eyes.
Just like Shuhanan was about to try, Estio was holding a holy sword and pointing it at her own chest.
"What are you doing now?"
hooked.
Before I could even ask, the sound of ripping raw flesh echoed in my ears terrifyingly. A rush of blood dripped down the floor. Shu Hanan does not know what is happening now, so he suddenly hardened without stopping the young man from harming himself.
"What Loaren left behind."
Amidst the pouring blood, a crystal containing the energy of a loved one was revealed. At first glance, the seven-pointed gem emitting a black air stream looked like a black diamond. But what it was, Shuhanan knew best.
"I will return it to you, the companion of Loaren."
It was the heart of the black dragon, that is, the dragon heart.
"So now."
Estio's head was spinning because there was too much blood pouring out at once. It was also a great thing that he was able to stab himself with a knife in his chest and speak while standing up to this point.
"stop......."
'It's okay to stop hurting.'
Estio couldn't utter the words he was about to say, and he collapsed on the floor. The smell of the blood he had shed was toxic, but he was relieved.
'thank God. I can find it right away.'
I had never been hit by a knife, but I expected that if I stabbed a knife in my chest, it wouldn't last long. If she cut off her chest and Loa Ren's Dragon Heart didn't come out of it, she was worried that it wouldn't be a problem either. After she realized that she had the gift of loa Ren in the sky island Elia, she had always felt her loa Ren's presence, so she was able to do it with her confidence.
