Episode 27/Chapter 4: The sword of selection (4)
TL: Tsubak
ED: Julsmul
rlin didn’t rush getting to know Tae Ho’s personality and human nature.
His logic was simple, for the Sword of Selection, Caliburn, had already chosen Tae Ho as its master.
Caliburn did not lend its power casually. Even if it were left to rust for millenia, Caliburn wasn’t a sword to acknowledge soone without the proper qualifications.
It had been the sa with King Arthur. rlin wasn’t disappointed to learn that Caliburn had chosen a small, frail child as its bearer. The sword’s authority held such a weight.
He’d willingly offered his services as loyal advisor to the young lord because of the sword’s decision. The only thing he’d worried over was the correct way to guide him.
As he reminisced, he realized the current situation held many similarities. He’d first grabbed the attention of the young king by talking about treasures and the obstacles he’d one day face.
rlin put on a comfortable smile as spoke to Tae Ho, while Tae Ho seed to struggle with keeping a cool attitude.
It wasn’t really fair to compare King Arthur as a child to Tae Ho who’d already grown up, but it was an unavoidable comparison. To beco imrsed in one’s mories was a privilege of the elderly.
rlin closed his eyes slowly. In order to tell his story proper, he had to relive the painful mories before the good ones.
“There was an enormous battle on the day of Erin’s destruction. From Asgard had co the God of Thunder with a great army to assist us, but they ended up arriving too late.”
As he announced Thor’s title, Bracky appeared out of thin air to sit beside Tae Ho. Helga, who sat by rlin, blinked her big, clear eyes at the sudden and unfamiliar story.
“King Arthur included, most of the Knights of the Round Table lost their lives in that battle. I managed to save myself, but it ca with a price. After the magic I’d used to survive was unraveled, dozens of years had passed. The Great War had already ended in Asgard.”
rlin was being intentionally vague. In the first place, he’d ant to speak of Erin’s legacies, not the deaths of King Arthur and his Knights of the Round Table.
Recalling that day was really painful and difficult for him.
rlin rembered the final mont of King Arthur’s life. He couldn’t forget the back of the King as he charged into the enemy’s ranks to buy ti for the few survivors of Calot to escape.
How was it that only he’d survived?
Why hadn’t the magician of the king protected him better?
The answers were marks on his soul.
rlin opened his eyes slowly and looked at Tae Ho while waiting to be criticized. He feared Tae Ho’s response.
Tae Ho didn’t say anything, although his expression was destitute. His eyes seed to worry for rlin’s well being, but rlin only smiled in response.
From beside Tae Ho, Bracky clicked his tongue and comfortingly patted the shoulder of rlin as if his burdens were too heavy for an old man to bear.
Of course, it was still a rude action. Regardless of that, rlin’s appreciation for the warriors of Valhalla grew even more.
“After I woke, I started gathering the legacies of Erin.”
It’s annihilation had been too sudden. The Giant of Fire, Surtr, destroyed everything without any thought of ruling Erin, so rlin was powerless to prevent many legacies from entering the hands of the enemies or being completely destroyed altogether.
The first things he’d searched for were the relics belonging to King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table.
“The Knights of the Round Table that survived Calot that day still lost their lives in the Great War that followed. Knowing this, I went out to uncover the traces of the Great War that were left across the planets. Luckily enough, I was able to achieve sothing.”
It wasn’t easy searching for the legacies like the fomoires, but he was still a great magician of Calot. There wasn’t anyone in any world that knew more about magical weapons than him.
Arondight, the sword of Lancelot, the strongest Knight of the Round Table, fell into the hands of the fomoires. Fortunately enough, rlin was still able to retrieve Gallatin, the sword of Gawain, Knight of the Sun. Gawain had possessed a power comparable to Lancelot’s.
Gallatin, the twin sword of Excalibur, was one of the best weapons among the ones rlin possessed.
Because of that, rlin sealed it with his most powerful spell and hid it in a place the fomoires would never find it.
“Gallatin is in Vanaheim.”
Vanaheim, the land of the Vanir.
Ingrid, who’d also joined the group, opened her eyes wide in surprise. It was a surprise knowing that a live human had entered Vanaheim. The Vanir race didn’t even welco the Aesir, the dominant race in Asgard.
“That’s...understandable. The fomoires would never search for it there.”
Vanaheim was a small world compared to the gargantuan Asgard. It was impossible for the fomoires from the elentals below ground. The elentals were subordinates of the Vanir and had sensitive eyes and ears.
“It’s not a distance we can cross in a re mont.”
Harabal clicked his tongue as if it was unfortunate. As the present battle against the fomoires lood before them, they couldn’t travel to Vanaheim on a whim.
‘I can understand why he planted those ssages in the Liberatuses.’
Cuchulainn smiled bitterly and said. Tae Ho also rembered the words rlin spoke in his ssage.
rlin had concealed his resentnt through jokes.
“Your eyes are too heated, so I will only speak of the legacies here in Midgard.”
rlin discussed each legacy in Midgard with detail. Although they weren’t as strong as Gallatin, they were all magical weapons with profound origins.
Unfortunately, a problem lay in the vast distance between each of them.
“Do you have an illness? So disease where you couldn’t relax unless you scattered them as far as possible?”
As Harabal asked with absurd eyes, rlin snorted bitterly.
“It was the only way to ensure the path of Erin’s successor. Besides, I only scattered a part of them. Most of them are gathered in one particular spot.
Tae Ho was sure it was the place ntioned in the ssage within the prototype of Liberatus.
As Bracky ntioned the place which he barely rembered, Ingrid smiled with her eyes and said.
“If it’s that place, we will be able to pass through it during this mission.”
Their mission of destroying the fomoires’ base was a secret.
Even the warriors of Midgard and the believers that traveled with them didn’t know of their true objective. They believed that the warriors of Valhalla were only traveling to perhaps uncover any unexpected changes in Midgard.
As it was, rlin had also been unaware of the real purpose of their mission.
‘We don’t particularly have the ti to speak for long either.’
The first conversation they’d had since eting had already beco a treasured one.
As they concluded with the decision to visit rlin’s hideout, Tae Ho opened his mouth hesitatingly.
“You don’t know anything about Excalibur?”
Excalibur, the sword of King Arthur.
It was the strongest God Sword that could be described as the pinnacle of Calot, and it had been the sword that had defined King Arthur’s legend from beginning to end.
“Unfortunately, I haven’t found any traces of it.”
rlin’s words were bitter.
It was obvious that Excalibur had been the legacy he’d sought after most.
The Sword of Selection which King Arthur had pulled from a stone and Excalibur the fairy God sword which he had received from the Fairy of the Lake were the two trademarks of King Arthur’s legend.
If the Fairy of the Lake still lived, rlin could have asked for guidance regarding Excalibur, but the lake had disappeared with Erin.
They could only pray for Excalibur not to have landed in the hands of the fomoires or giants.
With rlin’s story of legacies concluded, Valkyrie Ingrid and the warriors of Valhalla were left to their own devices. It was finally ti to resu their journey now that rlin, who they had waited for, had joined them.
As Siri and Helga also left, rlin also attempted to stand, but Tae Ho grabbed onto rlin and took out sothing from Unnir and presented it to him.
It was nothing other than Gae Bolg.
rlin stared at the almost-completed Gae Bolg with a look of utter surprise. He was confused as to why Tae Ho had held it out to him.
Tae Ho just waited without offering an explanation, and rlin understood the mont he grabbed Gae Bolg.
‘It’s been a while, King’s magician.’
It was Cuchulainn’s voice.
Tae Ho made a gesture with his hands telling him to speak slowly, and he then walked off towards the flying ship, leaving the two alone. rlin sat down once more and listened to Cuchulainn’s story.
Cuchulainn told him of how Bedevere and the last Knights of the Round Table faced their ends.
rlin just listened to him quietly as tears rolled down his face.
Cuchulainn then explained his current state, and he also elaborated on Scathach.
‘Master is currently in the residence of Idun. You should have realized it already, but we also have Adenmaha, a Goddess of the Tuatha De Danann. If we add you, won’t it really beco a small Erin?’
He cracked a joke at the last part.
However, rlin felt grief and sadness at Cuchulainn’s words.
Erin’s successor.
The one that would inherit the entirety of what remained from Erin.
rlin had been there when the Kings of Erin had gathered and created the decree. He knew what it ant to beco the successor of Erin better than anyone else.
But rlin wasn’t planning on demanding sothing from Tae Ho.
He didn’t even urge him to raise Calot when they had to rebuild Erin once again.
It wasn’t the ti for all that. Not yet.
The worlds were still at stake. The war was long from over.
The humans of Midgard just lived leisurely without care, but it was different outside the great barrier.
The Great War had rely been the start.
The giants would attack once again. One couldn’t know when the flas of war would arise just like Erin’s destruction had arrived all too suddenly.
The reconstruction of Erin and Calot were things for after the war’s conclusion.
For now, it was more important to fight and stay alive.
‘So, you’re saying it’s not ti for the magician to reign yet?’
Cuchulainn also agreed on this point, and because of that he and Scathach also hadn’t urged Tae Ho to rebuild Erin.
rlin thought of when he’d built Calot alongside King Arthur. He didn’t rush anything back then. The glory of Calot had only begun to shine after King Arthur, who’d started as a small and frail kid, had grown up to beco a reliable king.
The magician of the king wasn’t soone who led the king. He was soone that protected the king.
‘Let’s focus on the battle in before us for now.’
Cuchulainn spoke rather cheerfully and then began elaborating on the battle with the fomoires that would occur in a few days ti.
Approximately fifteen days after that-
The group hopped off the flying pirate ship and stealthily headed towards the place rlin had specified.
Their destination was Kallav Ahim.
It was a human country within which the fomoires had hidden themselves.
< Episode 27 – The sword of selection (4) > End
ED note: Fifteen days later?! Co on, guys!
TL note: Thanks for reading~
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