Estio Volume 8
- Episode 2
Dragon is the race that created the magical race of Pegasus and Unicorn, so it was not surprising that Hwangryong made the Guardian himself. However, Estio was curious in other areas.
"Then, Lipe... is also your child."
Estio looked at the face of the holy sword that had changed into a human form. It was a face resembling the 'Loaren' I saw in my dream. He said that if he made a guardian out of his own bones, he could change his appearance at will, so he could vaguely guess the feelings of Shu Hanan, who missed his companion.
The holy sword Lipe Stigmata was a girl who felt like a living jewel. Her hair, which stretched down to her waist, was a dazzling golden color, and her eyes gleamed from head to toe, like a dazzling sunset. Her face was always lively and her eyes were round, giving the impression of a puppy. Lipe smiled at her Estio as she observed her. As she smiled, her narrow dimples on her cheeks and her slightly folded corners of her eyebrows were cute. But she felt something different from the calm, gentle smile she had seen from Loa Ren.
Then Shuhanan opened his mouth.
"What are you talking about?"
Shuhanan, who Estio looked up at, was making an expression that he couldn't understand.
"For a dragon, a guardian is just a tool. Only you, who inherited the blood of Loaren."
Hwangryong, who called at the best and did not even look at Lipe, said to Estio.
"It's my family."
This time, Estio was speechless. The sound of 'family' coming out of Shuhanan's mouth was so desperate and heartbreaking that it was hard to believe that it was the voice that came out of that cold face. In fact, Estio, who grew up with a cold heart among human families, was awkwardly silent every time he heard these words because he couldn't get used to it.
Shuhanan has been obsessed with blood and blood ever since he found out about Estio's existence. The madness arising from anger has cooled like ashes, but instead, the fatherly love to protect his children has established itself as a terrifying force. He always thought of children so intensely that everyone who watched was amazed.
"To get back to the point, guardians who drink your blood don't grow old."
It was the moment when the old legend that drinking dragon's blood would make you immortal was proved to be true. Estio, who had avoided his gaze, looked up at Shuhanan again.
Those who become guardians do not die of old age. As long as you are not seriously injured, even if you are injured, it will heal naturally over time. Only then did Estio realize the intention of Shuhanan who did not participate in the battle with Parker or Kai, who were not part of the Guardian.
Even the Holy Knights Commander, Ruby, who is now fighting against Mubin, has already lived for a long time that is unbearable for a human being. In order for the Guardian to be allowed to die, special conditions were required.
"They don't die unless they are decapitated or seriously injured beyond recovery."
There, Shuhanan added one more thing.
"Until you, the Master Dragon, give orders."
"Command?"
"There is a way to deprive you of the guardianship that was tied to the subordination of blood."
When the master dragon dies, the guardian is freed from the bondage of fire and aging naturally proceeds. Or, there was a case where the dragon who took the guardian gave a direct command to deprive him of the guardian's authority. What Shuhanan meant to say was the latter.
"If you break the subordination of blood, they will return to a normal life."
"Do you lose all your strength when you leave the Guardian?"
"A person who becomes a guardian once does not lose even his own abilities. Still, he will be able to escape from an immortal life dedicated to his master."
'I was able to cancel the Guardian.'
Estio, realizing something she didn't know, blinked blankly. Shu Hanan pointed out all the information he could have used more usefully if he had known about it earlier.
"How can I do it?"
"You mean to cancel the guardian's subordination?"
"Yes."
As Estio was interested, Shuhanan happily taught him.
"It's simple. All you have to do is make eye contact with your guardian and order 'I will take it away'."
It was really simple. Estio decided to keep Shuhanan's explanation in mind. They are my colleagues right now, but there may come a day when I will have to let them go.
Meanwhile, the battle between the Guardians continued for a long time. Tsuki, who was dealing with the three holy knights alone, and Mubin, who faced the sword with Ruby, the leader of the holy knights, did not come to a conclusion easily.
'...I'm sorry, but.'
After nearly half a day of sword fighting, Mubin came to a conclusion to himself.
'My defeat.'
It was something I felt when dealing with the battle mage Yeon Yeon-rang, but the samurai who dealt with magic were very difficult from the point of view of a swordsman. In particular, since divine magic deals with blessing and curse at the same time, it was even more difficult to respond.
'That child's divine magic is just like putting an auror on his body. Damn it, even without the Holy Sword...!'
The Holy Knights said that it is only when the Holy Sword is present that it exerts its perfect power. But now, according to Shuhanan's order, the Holy Sword was not participating in the battle and was watching the game outside. Moobin was exasperated, wiping away the sweat from his eyes with the back of his hand.
'Holy Knights Commander Ruby F. Saint. How strong is the author when he has a holy sword?'
That Hwangryong's guardian was something that Mubin couldn't win from the beginning. But he didn't want to admit it apart from the objective reality.
Likewise, Ruby, who had been mixing swords with Moobin, exhaled a tired breath and admired it.
'Huh, how can someone who doesn't know how to deal with divine powers can be this strong!'
Ruby clicked her tongue in surprise at the potential of her opponent. It was not for nothing that Duke Heiga was praised as the 'Emperor's Sword' in the Ruvarzan Empire. As for the sword, Mubin's ability was superior to Ruby's.
However, the game was divided in that Mubin did not learn divine magic and Ruby skillfully manipulated the divine power.
"Sir Heiga, do you know if any of your ancestors are mixed with non-human blood?"
"OK?"
Moobin showed her feelings of nonsense on her face. Then Ruby asked again, wittyly biting the sword.
"I'm not kidding you, I'm genuinely curious. You say you're still in your twenties? Oh, excuse me, can I ask how old you are?"
"Twenty-seven this year."
"Of course! I've been living for two hundred years this year, so I've accumulated a lot of training points."
"Aha."
So I did. Mobin realized the reason for the widening gap and swallowed the rising irritation. Instead of swearing, she sighed like a lump of iron.
Although it is unfair, Moobin is still immature to deal with the hard-working genius who has been training for 200 years. Moobin was a natural genius, but his talent was just beginning.
"Nevertheless, your Excellency is now fighting on an equal footing with me. Do you honestly think it makes sense?"
"Well, I don't think it's a criticism I'll hear from you."
"It's not criticism, it's admiration."
To Mubin, who took it for nothing, Ruby smiled favorably. She responded as if Moobin, who grew more annoyed, spit it out.
"There was an ancestor who was a guardian of the Black Dragon."
"Oh? What, what? Is it a clan that has inherited the Guardians from generation to generation? This is fun!"
Ruby's eyes lit up with interest, but Mubin added with a stern tone.
"No, I heard that there was only one ancestor who became a guardian, and there hasn't been one after that. It's true that I followed the legend of the family and searched for traces of the black dragon after I became a head of state."
Mubin, the last survivor of the Heiga family abandoned by the emperor, has lived as a wild dog wandering through the burning desert.
There was no oasis to hang, no signs to guide him. He bit and killed anything he could see, and ran across the barren land with his broken claws. One vague hope that somewhere on the endless horizon, there was an answer, that was all that moved him.
Then I finally found it.
"I just chose the lord by my will."
Mubin, who had spoken up to that point, lowered his sword to the floor. It was so powerful that the wind blew around him. Ruby, preparing to fight again, shrugged his shrugging shoulders.
"Huh? Hey, sir?"
"...I lost."
For the moment he acknowledged defeat, Moobin, who had the courtesy of a knight, bowed his head neatly. Beads of sweat still embracing the heat ran down his long hair and wet the floor. He said 'I lost', but his blazing black eyes were full of fighting spirit so that it wouldn't be strange even if he pulled out his sword at any moment.
Ruby smiled awkwardly as she rubbed her forearm, which had grown creepy.
"Haha, you give up quickly. Actually, I was getting a little tired too... If I pushed it a little more, maybe it would have been your victory?"
"Hmm, I've confirmed that you're stronger than me, so that's good."
Mubin returned the sword he had put on the floor back into the scabbard and responded indifferently.
"In the end, this battle was ordered by the Holy Father to train you in divine magic, right? From any aspect, it is beneficial if you can learn the skills from a strong person."
"If you thought so, you should have just followed His Holiness from the beginning. Why did you inevitably resist?"
"At that time, I wasn't sure that the Holy Knights were stronger than me."
"Huh?"
"I don't really believe anything until I see it for myself."
Seeing Moo-bin talking about distrust with a shameless face, Ruby put on an absurd expression on her face. She was usually wild in front of her party, but in fact, Mubin was very wary of her other people. Even the high prestige of the papacy was of no avail. Whether she was the Holy Knights or the Pope, she was not a reliable target for Mubin at all. The people of the Heiga family believed in the emperor's authority and ended up fighting miserably.
"Well, I could definitely feel it while fighting over there. Swordsmanship alone is not enough."
Moobin knew the limits of his power from the beginning. So he lost the match, but he was taking this as a good opportunity.
'Yes, I wanted to learn divine magic from them. Then a little more...'
Strength entered the empty grip where the sword was placed. Mubin grabbed her air and thought of her adoptive mother, Jeria. Even though it was her old memory, her face was still clear.
'You will be able to protect what you want to protect more properly.'
Hei, a young, tireless and fighting spirit, looked at the peacock with ruby's tired eyes.
Estio Volume 8
- Episode 2
Dragon is the race that created the magical race of Pegasus and Unicorn, so it was not surprising that Hwangryong made the Guardian himself. However, Estio was curious in other areas.
"Then, Lipe... is also your child."
Estio looked at the face of the holy sword that had changed into a human form. It was a face resembling the 'Loaren' I saw in my dream. He said that if he made a guardian out of his own bones, he could change his appearance at will, so he could vaguely guess the feelings of Shu Hanan, who missed his companion.
The holy sword Lipe Stigmata was a girl who felt like a living jewel. Her hair, which stretched down to her waist, was a dazzling golden color, and her eyes gleamed from head to toe, like a dazzling sunset. Her face was always lively and her eyes were round, giving the impression of a puppy. Lipe smiled at her Estio as she observed her. As she smiled, her narrow dimples on her cheeks and her slightly folded corners of her eyebrows were cute. But she felt something different from the calm, gentle smile she had seen from Loa Ren.
Then Shuhanan opened his mouth.
"What are you talking about?"
Shuhanan, who Estio looked up at, was making an expression that he couldn't understand.
"For a dragon, a guardian is just a tool. Only you, who inherited the blood of Loaren."
Hwangryong, who called at the best and did not even look at Lipe, said to Estio.
"It's my family."
This time, Estio was speechless. The sound of 'family' coming out of Shuhanan's mouth was so desperate and heartbreaking that it was hard to believe that it was the voice that came out of that cold face. In fact, Estio, who grew up with a cold heart among human families, was awkwardly silent every time he heard these words because he couldn't get used to it.
Shuhanan has been obsessed with blood and blood ever since he found out about Estio's existence. The madness arising from anger has cooled like ashes, but instead, the fatherly love to protect his children has established itself as a terrifying force. He always thought of children so intensely that everyone who watched was amazed.
"To get back to the point, guardians who drink your blood don't grow old."
It was the moment when the old legend that drinking dragon's blood would make you immortal was proved to be true. Estio, who had avoided his gaze, looked up at Shuhanan again.
Those who become guardians do not die of old age. As long as you are not seriously injured, even if you are injured, it will heal naturally over time. Only then did Estio realize the intention of Shuhanan who did not participate in the battle with Parker or Kai, who were not part of the Guardian.
Even the Holy Knights Commander, Ruby, who is now fighting against Mubin, has already lived for a long time that is unbearable for a human being. In order for the Guardian to be allowed to die, special conditions were required.
"They don't die unless they are decapitated or seriously injured beyond recovery."
There, Shuhanan added one more thing.
"Until you, the Master Dragon, give orders."
"Command?"
"There is a way to deprive you of the guardianship that was tied to the subordination of blood."
When the master dragon dies, the guardian is freed from the bondage of fire and aging naturally proceeds. Or, there was a case where the dragon who took the guardian gave a direct command to deprive him of the guardian's authority. What Shuhanan meant to say was the latter.
"If you break the subordination of blood, they will return to a normal life."
"Do you lose all your strength when you leave the Guardian?"
"A person who becomes a guardian once does not lose even his own abilities. Still, he will be able to escape from an immortal life dedicated to his master."
'I was able to cancel the Guardian.'
Estio, realizing something she didn't know, blinked blankly. Shu Hanan pointed out all the information he could have used more usefully if he had known about it earlier.
"How can I do it?"
"You mean to cancel the guardian's subordination?"
"Yes."
As Estio was interested, Shuhanan happily taught him.
"It's simple. All you have to do is make eye contact with your guardian and order 'I will take it away'."
It was really simple. Estio decided to keep Shuhanan's explanation in mind. They are my colleagues right now, but there may come a day when I will have to let them go.
Meanwhile, the battle between the Guardians continued for a long time. Tsuki, who was dealing with the three holy knights alone, and Mubin, who faced the sword with Ruby, the leader of the holy knights, did not come to a conclusion easily.
'...I'm sorry, but.'
After nearly half a day of sword fighting, Mubin came to a conclusion to himself.
'My defeat.'
It was something I felt when dealing with the battle mage Yeon Yeon-rang, but the samurai who dealt with magic were very difficult from the point of view of a swordsman. In particular, since divine magic deals with blessing and curse at the same time, it was even more difficult to respond.
'That child's divine magic is just like putting an auror on his body. Damn it, even without the Holy Sword...!'
The Holy Knights said that it is only when the Holy Sword is present that it exerts its perfect power. But now, according to Shuhanan's order, the Holy Sword was not participating in the battle and was watching the game outside. Moobin was exasperated, wiping away the sweat from his eyes with the back of his hand.
'Holy Knights Commander Ruby F. Saint. How strong is the author when he has a holy sword?'
That Hwangryong's guardian was something that Mubin couldn't win from the beginning. But he didn't want to admit it apart from the objective reality.
Likewise, Ruby, who had been mixing swords with Moobin, exhaled a tired breath and admired it.
'Huh, how can someone who doesn't know how to deal with divine powers can be this strong!'
Ruby clicked her tongue in surprise at the potential of her opponent. It was not for nothing that Duke Heiga was praised as the 'Emperor's Sword' in the Ruvarzan Empire. As for the sword, Mubin's ability was superior to Ruby's.
However, the game was divided in that Mubin did not learn divine magic and Ruby skillfully manipulated the divine power.
"Sir Heiga, do you know if any of your ancestors are mixed with non-human blood?"
"OK?"
Moobin showed her feelings of nonsense on her face. Then Ruby asked again, wittyly biting the sword.
"I'm not kidding you, I'm genuinely curious. You say you're still in your twenties? Oh, excuse me, can I ask how old you are?"
"Twenty-seven this year."
"Of course! I've been living for two hundred years this year, so I've accumulated a lot of training points."
"Aha."
So I did. Mobin realized the reason for the widening gap and swallowed the rising irritation. Instead of swearing, she sighed like a lump of iron.
Although it is unfair, Moobin is still immature to deal with the hard-working genius who has been training for 200 years. Moobin was a natural genius, but his talent was just beginning.
"Nevertheless, your Excellency is now fighting on an equal footing with me. Do you honestly think it makes sense?"
"Well, I don't think it's a criticism I'll hear from you."
"It's not criticism, it's admiration."
To Mubin, who took it for nothing, Ruby smiled favorably. She responded as if Moobin, who grew more annoyed, spit it out.
"There was an ancestor who was a guardian of the Black Dragon."
"Oh? What, what? Is it a clan that has inherited the Guardians from generation to generation? This is fun!"
Ruby's eyes lit up with interest, but Mubin added with a stern tone.
"No, I heard that there was only one ancestor who became a guardian, and there hasn't been one after that. It's true that I followed the legend of the family and searched for traces of the black dragon after I became a head of state."
Mubin, the last survivor of the Heiga family abandoned by the emperor, has lived as a wild dog wandering through the burning desert.
There was no oasis to hang, no signs to guide him. He bit and killed anything he could see, and ran across the barren land with his broken claws. One vague hope that somewhere on the endless horizon, there was an answer, that was all that moved him.
Then I finally found it.
"I just chose the lord by my will."
Mubin, who had spoken up to that point, lowered his sword to the floor. It was so powerful that the wind blew around him. Ruby, preparing to fight again, shrugged his shrugging shoulders.
"Huh? Hey, sir?"
"...I lost."
For the moment he acknowledged defeat, Moobin, who had the courtesy of a knight, bowed his head neatly. Beads of sweat still embracing the heat ran down his long hair and wet the floor. He said 'I lost', but his blazing black eyes were full of fighting spirit so that it wouldn't be strange even if he pulled out his sword at any moment.
Ruby smiled awkwardly as she rubbed her forearm, which had grown creepy.
"Haha, you give up quickly. Actually, I was getting a little tired too... If I pushed it a little more, maybe it would have been your victory?"
"Hmm, I've confirmed that you're stronger than me, so that's good."
Mubin returned the sword he had put on the floor back into the scabbard and responded indifferently.
"In the end, this battle was ordered by the Holy Father to train you in divine magic, right? From any aspect, it is beneficial if you can learn the skills from a strong person."
"If you thought so, you should have just followed His Holiness from the beginning. Why did you inevitably resist?"
"At that time, I wasn't sure that the Holy Knights were stronger than me."
"Huh?"
"I don't really believe anything until I see it for myself."
Seeing Moo-bin talking about distrust with a shameless face, Ruby put on an absurd expression on her face. She was usually wild in front of her party, but in fact, Mubin was very wary of her other people. Even the high prestige of the papacy was of no avail. Whether she was the Holy Knights or the Pope, she was not a reliable target for Mubin at all. The people of the Heiga family believed in the emperor's authority and ended up fighting miserably.
"Well, I could definitely feel it while fighting over there. Swordsmanship alone is not enough."
Moobin knew the limits of his power from the beginning. So he lost the match, but he was taking this as a good opportunity.
'Yes, I wanted to learn divine magic from them. Then a little more...'
Strength entered the empty grip where the sword was placed. Mubin grabbed her air and thought of her adoptive mother, Jeria. Even though it was her old memory, her face was still clear.
'You will be able to protect what you want to protect more properly.'
Hei, a young, tireless and fighting spirit, looked at the peacock with ruby's tired eyes.
