Chapter 68
Episode 68 To Protect (3)
Jas Hambledon, why did the na sound familiar? Yoon-seok, who had been agonizing over it while he kept guard, soon realized why.
‘Ragna Hambledon, Jas Hambledon.’
It was the sa last na as Ragna, who he’d t on the fourth floor and advised him about his past with Lee Chang-hoon. And now he was back to five-hundred years ago…
‘Is this the ancestor she was talking about…?’
It was reasonable to so extent to have a question like this. However, Jas didn’t look like a challenger.
‘Maybe it’s because it’s the ti before he’s taken to the Tower….’
Of course, it was just one inference. This might be a case where their last na might be the sa, and even if they were from the sa bloodline, his brothers or direct family mber could be Ragna’s ancestors. Well, that wasn’t important.
Still curious, he thought of learning more about Jas when dawn broke. Yoon-seok closed his eyes and ditated.
“…”
Fortunately, there were no more visitors for the night.
Yoon-seok quietly opened his eyes. It was still dark around, but the sky was slowly getting brighter. Yoon-seok opened the carriage door and quietly shook Kanna to wake her up.
‘Just a minute…’ murmuring like it was a habit, she jolted, and suddenly her upper body sprang up. Her eyes were bloodshot. Leaving Wellington and Elle in the wagon, Yoon-seok woke Jas up to continue the conversation that they didn’t finish properly yesterday.
“…Y-you’re being chased by heathens?”
Did he think they were a group of travelers? Jas freaked out when he learned of Kanna’s situation.
“Heathens within the Triad ans that include the Trejans as well…?”
His eyes pleaded for her to say no, but Kanna nodded coldly.
“Yes, that’s right.”
Kanna then explained that Wellington, a third-degree Holy Warrior, was injured, and the only actual guard left was Yoon-seok. And finally, she said this.
“I won’t catch you if you leave.”
Was it just an illusion that her eyes said she just wanted him to go his own way? Probably not, seeing how Jas answered with a loud sigh.
“No, I, Jas Hambledon, am not a man who will only think of his safety and run away. I’ll co with you.”
“Hmm…okay. This is God’s will, too.
Now Jas’s joining had beco a foregone conclusion. So it was ti to solve the next problem.
“Uh, um…”
Kanna even woke Elle, who was fast asleep, then instilled sacred power into the unconscious Wellington, and soon he was awake.
“Ugh!”
Wellington, who was about to get out of his seat, collapsed again as he grabbed his wound.
“Stay still. There’s still so poison in you. It’ll take a few more days.”
Suddenly, Yoon-seok recalled the active effect of the Judgnt Sword, Light of Purification. Kick out all kinds of negative energy? Given that the entire poison was purified during his battle against Hydra, perhaps it could cure Wellington imdiately. No, Yoon-seok was almost certain.
But he didn’t have to say it out loud.
“…”
He also regained consciousness in a day. Furthermore, with additional divine power, he could move around himself. Besides, it would only take him a few days to heal. Light of Purification couldn’t be reused for another seventy-two hours, so it would be a wise choice to save it just in case.
“Then let’s go.”
Kanna, Elle, and Jas got on the wagon. Wellington sat in the vacant seat of the wagoner who died during the last challenger attack. Jas said he knew how to ride a horse and would do it, but Wellington insisted that he could do this much. Perhaps it was because he didn’t trust Jas, a stranger.
Yoon-seok settled in a spot on the roof of the wagon.
“…Thank you very much.”
It ca from Wellington as he maneuvered the horses. His eyes were directed to the front of the carriage, but it wasn’t difficult to recognize that the thank-you was directed at him.
“I won’t ask you who you are. Even if you want to use as a human shield, I’ll accept it with a smile. Will you promise to only protect Pontiff Kanna Blitz?”
“…Yes, I will.”
Wellington, who heard Yun-seok’s answer, then turned his focus only on driving the horse without saying a word. Yoon-seok, who sat on the roof, also spread his senses and closed his eyes, hearing Jas and Elle talking excitedly in the carriage.
“A ship that doesn’t sink when thousands get on board? Is there such a thing in Revon?”
“Yes. As soon as you say you’re going all the way to Revon, you’ll see this little lady in person soon.”
Jas knew a lot of things and was a good talker. Elle listened readily to stories of the outside world he told her. This wasn’t a good ti to laugh and talk, but Kanna had left their conversation untouched.
“Uncle! Then do you know about the Top 10?”
“I’m not an uncle, but…! Anyway, did you ask about the Top 10? Well, that’s a good question. Do you know what it is? Well, I have even t one of the Top Ten, the Sea King?”
“Who’s the Sea King?”
“He is the ruler of the shadow archipelago and Revon’s main enemy.”
Jas began by explaining the Top 10, starting with an anecdote about seeing the Sea King from afar. The Top 10 was a popular term referring to the best fighters of each continent, so Yoon-seok perked up and listened with interest.
“…”
In another dinsion, a world from five hundred years in the past. Furthermore, it differed from the reference point of the Tower’s force. Nevertheless…no, that’s why Yoon-seok was even more curious. How strong were these people? Could he win in a battle with his current powers?
Sadly, the question couldn’t be resolved. Jas relayed information about the Top 10 in as much detail as possible, but it was discredited because it was the public’s view based on groundless rumors. Of course, apart from that, his stories were very interesting.
“Then who’s the strongest in the Top 10?”
Elle asked Jas a question. Yoon-seok, who had been listening from above, perked an ear. Jas replied without much thought.
“It is aningless to rank their forces. No one knows exactly how strong they are. But…”
Jas was a natural storyteller. Whenever the content itself was flat, he spoke in a subtle tone and blurred out the end of his sentences, making the listener feel more nervous.
“The answer to who is the strongest is really simple. If you ask the Top 10, they will all choose the sa person.”
“Who’s that?”
“No one knows his na. It’s just that everyone is so afraid of him they call him Disaster.”
“Disaster? Why do they call him that?”
“It’s because of a peculiar curse he bears.”
Even Jas, who was talking about the curse, was about to continue his speech with a joyful air…
Rattle!
The carriages slowed down and stopped.
“Gerssey…”
“Yes, I know.”
Yoon-seok jumped off the roof and stood in front of the carriage. Then, after a while, the movents of over a hundred creatures could be felt over the forest. It was the group of heathens and mythical creatures that had retreated on day three.
If those with a difficulty level of Probation were left out, their numbers had reduced.
“I didn’t expect them to show up so soon…”
Wellington clenched his teeth and muttered. They wanted to spread their distance quickly, but they showed up again in just one day. If only he’d confird that Yoon-seok was the only one left, they wouldn’t have had to co back so soon.
“It’s too late to turn the wagon around. No, I’m sure they’ll catch up soon enough even if we tried to escape.”
Wellington got off the wagoner’s seat in his injured body. Then he lifted the sword with his weak arm and told Yoon-seok.
“Do you rember what I said earlier? I’ll buy you so ti, so take the others and run away.”
At least he knew what he had to do and dared to do it. However, Yoon-seok rejected his proposal.
“You don’t have to.”
“Hey, don’t be so stubborn. Co on…!”
Wellington, who tried to persuade Yoon-seok, closed his mouth. He realized it was too late.
“The wicked dogs of the Triads! Give up our savior!”
With the heathens’ cry, the creatures rushed toward the wagon. There were around a hundred in number, but most creatures had unique physical builds, and they projected an overwhelming presence.
Yet, Yoon-seok eyed them calmly. No, rather, there was a mixture of happiness in his eyes. That was what he felt.
‘If I wipe them out this ti, it’ll be much easier in the future.’
Yoon-seok took out his swords and stood in front of Wellington. Despite the overwhelming inferiority of numbers, Yoon-seok was relaxed. On the other hand, Jas, who was watching his back in the carriage, was different.
“H-hey! Lord Wellington, don’t you think we should run? What are you doing not driving the carriage?”
Jas scread and scolded Wellington, who was pacing silently. He’d seen him sliced through the challengers who raided the wagon, but Wellington also didn’t know Yoon-seok’s exact powers. Of course, he knew that he was stronger than himself. Since he thought about fighting, maybe it ant that he was much stronger than he’d expected. But…
It was hard for him to think that he would deal with so many of these creatures alone. Still, Wellington didn’t run away. He didn’t exactly know why.
“If you run away, where would you run to?”
The Holy Warrior could hardly even move, much less with the Pontiff, a child, and a rchant. How many days would this combination last if they succeed in running away by turning the wagon around?
In the end, they had no choice but to believe. He hoped the man who bore his blades had the strength to save them.
“…”
Wellington drew the sign of the cross and prayed, more desperately than any prayer he’d ever recited in his life. It was also at that mont that Yoon-seok’s sword cut through the air.
Whooooooosh!
There was a tingling sound in his eardrums as sothing he could only call a miracle appeared.
Slash, slash!
Swelpppp! Swelp! Flop! Clang!
A neatly divided horizontal line ford in the bodies of the creatures that touched the red energy embodied on the crescent moon-shaped sword. All except for one. The sword passed over it due to its small physique, but even that didn’t change its faith before the attack continued.
Boooooom!
Every ti the sword was swung, seven or eight people running toward them were sliced in half. Could this even be called a battle?
“…”
Wellington froze like a person witnessing a natural disaster. It may be a little ironic, but…for a mont, he was reminded of the god he believed in the sight before him. Sothing that transcended humanity, sothing omniscient and absolute.
Yoon-seok didn’t look like a human at all. But he wasn’t the only one who had the sa sentints.
“People in the Top 10…are they as strong as him?”
A childlike question. As if Kanna and Wellington were curious about the answer, both of their ears perked instinctively. However…
“…”
Jas, normally a skilled talker, couldn’t provide an answer to the question.
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