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54 – Sinat (02)

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What is an image?

Since the first appearance of magic,

No one has answered that primal question.

The flow is built upon the era.

In the forgotten past, for war and battle.

As time flows and the moment the flow changes, it becomes an artwork that can shine itself.

No one has defined the image, but the gradually changing era answers that flow.

The magic that only nobles monopolized and enjoyed.

Now, even among commoners, it can be used little by little.

The image, which has become an artwork representing the heart of a wizard,

Seems to have lost its original purpose.

“That power…!”

Gishar’s one remaining eye, now huge and eerie, grew as if it would tear apart.

The passing memories,

Are now nightmares he doesn’t want to recall.

The dark world unfolding around him is the same.

It was like the hypocritical pretense that exiled him, calling him a traitor in that glorious era.

More than the successor trembling pitifully, lying behind him.

How can a human possess power beyond direct lineage?

It’s unbelievable that the one who couldn’t withstand the attack and fell off just a moment ago is now like this.

The foundation of revenge was also built on the misconception of the power that human exudes.

In Gishar’s large eye, a scene was being drawn.

The scene was so dangerous that he couldn’t help but act.

Just a little more.

Only a little more until he takes over the body of the human girl.

The dark world unfolding around him returns to the boy’s embrace.

Through the heart again, to the window reflecting the mind.

The eyes are the window to the mind.

The boy’s eyes, which were simply dark, began to shine with a brilliant darkness.

What follows is a chill.

The body trembles at the situation that cannot be believed to have been created by a human boy.

A mere human.

A mere human, yet he is recreating the king of that glorious era.

Though his power is incomparable,

The world engraved in his heart is certainly the same.

Gishar quickly made a judgment,

And opened his mouth to unleash the first attack of darkness upon the boy.

Boom-!

Soon, the boy who swallowed the dark world collided with the pitch-black wave.

A force that is hard to believe for a short-lived species began to press down on him.

“…Hey.”

With the clash of the attack, another ashen cloud bloomed.

The boy’s momentum is more ferocious than ever before.

His upper garment is torn, revealing a body full of terrible scars.

On his heart remains the mark he himself had engraved.

What is most incomprehensible are the boy’s eyes staring at him.

The eyes that tried to recreate the king’s power are split into two, each containing a different world.

Ekelart is dark.

Clymene is a pale violet.

Akandiboa is crimson.

The boy’s eyes hold both the dark and pale violet.

Not only Ekelart, but also the greed that encompasses Clymene.

“…Sinat, return it.”

Greedily.

The human who swallowed two of the three worlds rushed towards Gishar.

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“Tia…!”

“Are… you… okay…”

Felicius could not understand.

Perhaps he had already given up.

When Kallen was struck by the attack and sent flying, he regretted everything and gave up.

It was fortunate that he barely remembered the teleportation scroll, but Tiaze, with her gentle heart, couldn’t make a decision.

He thought he was going to die without a doubt.

Kallen, who regained his senses, muttered something and then began to contain the world in his heart.

The world, the image, the imaginary world.

The names were different, but in the end, they were one.

Contained within the heart,

One’s own world.

Those who hold their world in their hearts are explorers who know no impossibility.

Even in the spirit world that humans speak of, there is no one who can use that power.

Only the monarchs of the time could imitate it.

It was a power that only the three kings and monarchs of ancient times could wield.

And then-

A human boy.

He painted that glory in the present world.

Felicius looked at Tiaze with worried eyes.

As if her head was dizzy.

Her appearance, unable to hold herself up, was concerning.

But when he looked at Kallen, it wasn’t necessarily so.

The emblem of Clymene shining brilliantly on his back.

Tiaze’s eyes, shining with the same light as the heartbeat of Tiaze and one of Kallen’s eyes.

Finally, the tremendous torrent of momentum felt from Kallen.

It couldn’t be unknown.

Kallen was now using the powers of both Ekelart and Clymene.

He didn’t know how it was possible.

Kallen had been like that from the beginning.

How a human could possess the power of spirits, especially the power of the royal family Ekelart.

And in such a situation, how he made a contract with the spirit of Clymene.

Such incomprehensible things came together to reach the present.

Confirming that Tiaze’s condition had improved, Felicius turned his head.

A confrontation on a different level from before.

Kallen, who narrowly dodged life-threatening attacks, does not falter against the traitor.

He even seems to be ahead.

Elegant.

As the overwhelming difference in skill dissipates,

Felicius realizes how gracefully Kallen fights.

The flickering attacks are Clymene’s.

Of course, the traitor’s strength remains, but the tide of battle is clearly changing.

“Huh! Ka, Kallen… just… calm down a bit…!”

“Tia!”

Felicius caught Tiasse, who was about to collapse forward.

What he felt against his chest was the pounding of a heart beating as if it would burst.

Startled, Felicius tried to calm Tiasse.

For a moment, he noticed the strange sensation in his chest.

Thump.

Thump thump.

Thump thump thump.

“Gasp…!”

Felicius’s vision flipped, and his heart began to race wildly.

Dizzying.

His mind filled with a chilling sensation.

His heart pounded like crazy, making it impossible to catch his breath.

At the same time, he felt various emotions that seemed to belong to Kallen.

It felt as if they were connected.

“Fe, Felici… Ah!”

Tiasse, noticing her friend’s abnormal symptoms, tried to say something,

But she couldn’t even control her own body.

Tiasse couldn’t stop the tears from welling up,

As she chased the back of the human boy with whom she first made a contract.

The cause that came to mind was, of course, only that.

Handling both the power of Ekelart and Clymene, it seemed as if Felicia and he had become one.

“Ahhk…!”

“Huhhk…!”

The two spirit maidens,

thus entrusted everything to one boy.

Boom!! Boom!!

His head throbbed, and his heart pounded as if it would burst.

Nevertheless, he could not withdraw his hand.

At the final moment of the battle, which finally showed an end, Kallen gathered all his strength.

Dodging attacks desperately, he managed to succeed in attacking once or twice, even taking one eye in the process.

Now, with the tide of battle reversed, the possibility of victory was in sight.

He could draw out the power of about the fourth rank, but it was not enough.

Having roughly grasped the method of using the mental image, he was now on equal footing, or even superior.

The most decisive factor was Felicia’s words.

How could Kallen, a human, use the power of Ekelart, a spirit family?

The question was about the power of the mental image.

That was the beginning.

Mana is the most fundamental power possessed by all wizards.

Of course, it also starts from the heart.

Just as blood circulates through the body via the heart,

mana also extends from the heart.

Moreover, in the spirit world, it was said that mana was useless.

Considering all of this, he reached the thought that the mental image could be handled with the heart, just like mana.

And now, the result was clear.

A traitor with a large hole in his body, no longer moving.

Only the ragged breaths indicated that the traitor had not yet breathed his last.

“…”

There was no conversation exchanged.

Kallen did not have the luxury to choose such an amicable means.

He simply raised his hand,

Bang-!

Eliminating the traitor’s head is everything.

“Haa… Haa…”

Breath is lacking.

The exhaled breath due to the tension strangling the body and the heart running wild.

Since the danger element called the traitor has disappeared, the recoil is coming.

It was strange to feel the burden on the body in a state of soul,

but it was something already known through Felicius.

Kallen looked at the traitor’s body gradually turning into mist.

Slowly, he moved his body towards Sinat.

“…Sinat.”

“…”

Sinat, with his head deeply bowed, muttering something.

It was hard to hear because of the severe burden on the body.

Now, the only thing left is to take Sinat and get out of here.

“…Let’s go. The master is waiting.”

“…Che.”

Kallen reached out towards the chains that covered Sinat’s body except for his face,

and tried to tear them off with force.

However.

Squeeze-

The chains felt like Sinat’s skin, not budging an inch.

“Why is this…”

“…Destroy…”

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“…What?”

Kallen, who tried several times to tear them off.

Seeing the chains still not moving, he turned his eyes to Sinat’s muttering.

It seemed that his hearing had not yet returned.

Because it sounded like Sinat was saying something similar.

Then, looking at Sinat’s face again.

“Run away… Kallen… Please…”

[I told you to run away.]

Sinat’s voice and the traitor’s voice overlapped, creating a resonating sound.

Thud-!

“…Ugh.”

With tears streaming down.

Sinat, with a chain pulling her face into a semblance of a smile, was looking at Kallen.

Before anyone knew it, Sinat’s freed hand had pierced through Kallen’s body.

The trembling hand only indicated that it was not her intention.

“Sob… Kallen…”

[If only you had been a little faster. What a pity.]

Gishar had planned to reincarnate into the human world using Sinat’s body.

Kallen, Felicius, and Tiasse noticed the intention and blocked it.

There were a few genuinely dangerous moments, but it seemed they succeeded with Kallen’s awakening.

However, in just one moment.

A moment too late.

Gishar’s intended plan did not succeed, but the transfer into Sinat’s body did.

In fact, it was strange.

Strong enough to plunge the spirit world into chaos.

Those called lords directly broke the manifestation and confined them in a space called ‘tomb’ because they were so dangerous.

Even knowing that fact and preparing for it.

It was difficult for Kallen, who had just temporarily stepped into the 4th rank with the power of Clymene, to close the gap.

It shouldn’t be possible, and it shouldn’t happen.

They said one rank creates an extreme difference.

Even if she realized the power of the mind and borrowed the power of Ekelart and Clymene.

It was actually impossible to surpass Gishar, who had been honing his power for a long time for revenge.

But there was only one reason it was possible.

Gishar was not at full power because he was in the process of transferring to Sinat’s body from the beginning.

The fact that she could take one eye was also for that reason.

“Sob… Kallen…”

[Given the circumstances, I will take you with me in this human body.]

However, the mind remains alive.

Because the personality of Sinat remained intact.

Sinat had to endure the experience of piercing through the body of the man she loved.

Love.

A man who came to this place for her, and threw his life into a hopeless fight.

A man she had desperately tried to label as a friend.

The emotions she had barely managed to suppress on her own, teetering on the edge.

Collapsed due to the current situation.

The person she loved came to save her,

But as a result, she ended up killing Kalen.

Sinat couldn’t bear to see it.

She closed her eyes.

Her hand, which had pierced through his body, was held by Kalen’s hand, as if it was struggling.

She couldn’t bear to see Kalen’s face contorted in pain because of her.

-That’s what she thought.

“Sinat.”

At the sound of Kalen’s warm voice calling her name,

Sinat reflexively lifted her head, forgetting her resignation that it couldn’t be.

She hated herself for being unable to resist responding when Kalen called her.

The face that appeared in her vision was completely different from what she had expected.

“It’s okay.”

“What…?”

Kalen smiled as if he truly was okay.

Squeeze-

He tightened his grip on her hand.

“Kalen!”

[What is this…!]

Through her hand that had pierced Kalen’s body,

Sinat felt something that had been suppressing her all this time, slipping away.

-…Honestly, I don’t know. How far things have progressed. In the worst case, Sinat might not recognize you, Kalen.

-So…

-So, you have to choose. When the time comes, what decision you will make.

Just before throwing oneself into the pit.

It was what Felicius had warned about.

Fortunately, Sinat did not fail to recognize him.

However, it is also true that due to the remaining power of the traitor, there is nothing that can be done about Sinat.

In the end, nothing has changed.

Kalen accepted the traitor’s power that was strangling Sinat into himself.

The key was the mental image, so it wasn’t difficult to take that power from Sinat.

‘My answer is,’

What decision to make.

That is such an easy thing.

If it weren’t for Sinat and Blamia, his body would have already rolled and cooled on the cold pavement.

It seemed like he was repaying the favor a bit excessively.

But what can he do?

Even if he pushed aside all that grace.

He had come this far to save Sinat in the first place.

“I hope you can smile like you used to.”

“…”

[aaa- ah- ah!!!]

This is a decision he made entirely on his own, without any regrets.

A tilting body.

The last sight of Sinat through the fading vision,

was him breaking free from the chains and running towards Kalen.