Solo Swordmaster

Chapter 225

Episode #225. I trust you and leave it to you.

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The Golden Age.

It is the oldest record in human history and the beginning of the world when human civilization had not yet begun.

It was thanks to the care of spirits that primitive humans were able to survive in a harsh natural environment.

In the meantime, mankind learned how to communicate with the spirits and manipulate their powers.

At the pinnacle of that was the Fairy Queen and the Unryeongsa.

They were the first absolute beings of mankind who transcended human limits through the supernatural powers of spiritism and sorcery.

Of course, that’s the beginning.

After the gods came down to earth, the Golden Age ended, the Archwitch and the Saints appeared, and the Fairy Queen and the Unmyeongsa also gave up their positions as absolutes.

But that didn’t mean they disappeared altogether.

Even after the Silver Age, Fairy Queens occasionally left the Fairy Kingdom to interfere with the world, and sorcerers also sought talented people and inherited their teachings.

One of its successors was Plato.

He always called himself a philosopher, but he was more famous as a shaman or politician than a scholar.

With a lifespan of over 2,000 years, he was an unmyeongsa who reached the highest level in history in terms of magic.

And Limon’s impression of the great man in that history book was simple.

“He was a great swindler.”

“Are you talking about a cheater?”

“Didn’t you convince your ancestors with your words and establish the Free City Federation?”

“Well, that’s something passed down like a legend in our Seven Dragons.”

Li Qingyu smiled bitterly.

Destroy the strongest magic London battle system and surrender the last stronghold of Tartarus. The seven dragons that isolated even the first mysterious fairy kingdom.

Because Plato’s achievement of obtaining the autonomy of the old Greek territories without shedding a single drop of blood against those seven dragons was truly historic.

“Well, anyway, a gag was a gag. Whether as a magician, a swindler, or a ruler.”

Limon said calmly.

Plato was not an absolute, but the influence he had on the world was no less than that of any other absolute.

Because the philosophy and government theory he studied and spread over 2000 years became the basis of numerous studies.

That’s why Rose suddenly opened her mouth.

“There’s something I’ve been curious about before.”

“What is it, Count?”

“I heard that Plato hated artists very much.”

“I did hate it. Because the artist couldn’t even set foot in the Free Cities League during that human’s lifetime.”

Rose nodded.

As the princess of the Blue Dragon Clan, she had already studied all kinds of learning, so she already knew that fact.

But that’s why she asked Limon a question she’d been having since learning about the mystery hidden in London.

“By the way, do you know why Plato left ‘this’ relic?”

“Don’t you understand how a human being who hated artists so much could have ‘something like this’?”

“yes.”

Rose nodded seriously.

It was a question that only Limon, who actually met Plato, could answer, a question that could not be known by examining any records or documents.

Limon laughed at Rose’s plain question, befitting a member of the Blue Dragon clan.

“The reason is very simple. Plato: The old man may have hated artists, but he did not hate art.”

“…was it?”

“Yes, I just didn’t recognize the artist because I pursued the most ideal art.”

Poetry of any rhetoric.

Whether it’s a sculpture with the golden ratio.

Whether it’s moving music or a nice picture.

At the point of being embodied by imperfect humans, art is not perfect, and perfect art exists only in Idea, the essence of all things.

Therefore, he was an artistic idealist who believed that artists were fraudsters imitating true art in their imagination.

That the nerd was Plato.

Listening to what Limon said while laughing, Rose put on a strange expression.

“Then why did Plato have something like this…?”

“Probably as the Count guessed.”

Was it such an unexpected answer?

Unlike Rose, who made a complicated expression, Li Qingyu lowered her head.

“indeed. Are you saying that even an idealist who couldn’t acknowledge the art of reality couldn’t resist the desire to realize the ideal art in reality?”

“All idealists dream of realizing their ideals, right? Needless to say, if that’s an artistic idealist.”

“Of course. Art is an instinct for an artist. If you can stand it, you are not an artist.”

Ainsha firmly affirmed.

Then, looking back at the table with an expressionless face, he added a word.

“But it is unexpected. I didn’t know that Plato had a hobby for sculpture. What a surprise.”

“Well, since that old man did something during his lifetime, he must have thoroughly hidden it.”

Plato treated all artists as swindlers and banished them.

However, if he was found out doing art himself, a rebellion would have occurred, so he would have risked his life to hide this fact.

said Limon spitefully.

And the case that was on the table.

No, to be precise, he crossed his arms while looking at the signature of Plato (??????) engraved on the gold-colored carving knife inside.

“I’m honestly more amazed that the old man proudly wrote his name here.”

“That’s right. It is political suicide. It’s a sane thing to do.”

“I am also suspicious.”

If it wasn’t for the signature, I wouldn’t even know that this carving knife was a relic of Plato.

Why did one of the greatest rulers in history, like Plato, take such a risk and leave such clear evidence on a carving knife that could be his weakness?

For a moment, I hope that you will be immersed in your thoughts over a question for which you do not know the answer.

Limon immediately shook his head.

Then he opened his mouth while looking at the gold carving knife.

“It doesn’t matter if the old man had some other ulterior motive for getting dementia in his later years. The important thing is that this is Seven Arcs.”

“…It’s definitely as you said.”

Li Qingyu shook his head.

In the first place, the true value of this carving knife lies in its Seven Arcs.

It wasn’t something to think about right away that Plato made this with any intention.

“The problem is what to do with this gyereuk.”

“Gyereuk?”

“Can you explain for the Count?”

“All right.”

Rose listened to Limon and nodded lightly.

In the first place, this carving knife was one of the treasures that the Blue Dragon clan bought from European refugees to make it the core of the London confrontation.

Of course, the Blue Dragon Clan knew about its benefits and how to use it, and passed it on to Limon.

“Li Qingyu, as you would have already guessed, this carving knife is not a magic tool.”

“Is it also a magic ball?”

“That’s right.”

“It’s a divine magic ball created by Plato… It’s a great treasure even excluding the Seven Arcs.”

“Yes, it is said that it was the most expensive treasure out of the nine treasures my family bought during the Demon God War.”

New level magic tools are now hard to find even with money.

What’s more, magic tools were treated as close to ancient relics that even few people knew about them.

In the first place, the shaman itself who could make it was now a rarer being than a witch.

“But if it’s a magic ball…”

“Yes, I can’t use this magic ball.”

Rose smiled bitterly and nodded.

And added a word.

“At least until you pass the test of the spirit that resides in this magic ball.”

Unlike magic tools that are made with the power of magic, magic tools are made with the power of spirits.

Therefore, in most cases, you cannot even use it without permission from the spirit.

That was one of the key reasons why elemental mages and shamans, who dominated the Golden Age, were replaced by witches and priests.

“And according to Shirg hag, you won’t be able to awaken the power of the Seven Arcs until you pass the Spirit’s test to some extent.”

“…I guess it’s a double seal.”

Li Qingyu shook his head.

Come to think of it, when Eugene mentioned Seven Arcs, he said ‘wake it up’.

Perhaps, just as only Limon could play the deep black violin, each of the Seven Arcs might have their own limitations.

Or was it that only treasures that had such restrictions in the first place became Seven Arcs?

“So what is the test?”

“According to the records, the test is a total of three stages. The content is…”

After a while.

Hearing the explanation of the spirit test, Li Qingyu made a strange expression.

“It seems very easy, but it is a difficult test.”

“In fact, after this carving knife was discovered, only one person passed the test, at least to level 2.”

“Who is that?”

“Michelangelo di Lodovico Buonarroti Simoni.”

the moment I heard the answer.

Li Qingyu made an even more strange expression.

Then, after looking back at Rose, who seemed resigned to something, and Limon, who was rubbing his temple as if he had a headache, he opened his mouth.

“…In short, do you mean that even Michelangelo, one of the greatest sculptors in history, did not pass all the tests of the spirits?”

“That’s right.”

“To awaken the power of the Seven Arcs, do we need a sculptor at least equal to or surpassing him?”

“If it’s as Syrg hag expects.”

Li Qingyu understood.

Why did Limon call this carving knife Gyereuk?

No matter how much this is Plato’s relic, if you can’t use even one of the Seven Arcs, it’s useless.

But I can’t hand it over to the Liberation Brigade.

In the sense that you can’t use it yourself and it’s a waste to give it to someone else, it was a perfect gage.

“This is a difficult task.”

“Who is not?”

When they cluck their tongues and let out a sigh in such a predicament.

A dull voice was heard.

“A question. I want to know what’s wrong.”

“…Didn’t you just hear us?”

“I heard.”

It’s like he’s not stupid.

Ainsha, who answered immediately, looked at Limon and continued.

“The solution is simple. You just need to find a good sculptor. There is no reason to worry.”

“That’s the right theory, but at what age and where are you going to find a sculptor who can be counted among the best in history?”

Limon asked in amazement.

Receiving his gaze, Ainsha, as always, had an expressionless face, but triumphantly spread her chest and said.

“If you forgot, let me know. I am the White Dragon Princess.”

“…”

Limon made an expression that revealed his true feelings, saying, ‘So what?’

In addition, Li Qingyu tilted her head and Rose was puzzled.

At the reaction of the three people, who were about 3,000 light years away from what they wanted, Ainsha slightly slumped her shoulders and muttered sullenly.

“Everyone has forgotten what the main business of the White Dragon Clan is. Shock. It is a great disappointment.”

“…ah.”

“Come to think of it…”

They realized again.

Even in the Seven Dragons Group, which dominated the world’s wealth, it was the Baekryong clan that made culture and arts business their main field.

In other words, this white-haired girl is the one who has direct or indirect connections with the most top artists in the world.

“I trust you. I will find it with the honor of the world’s best sculptor, the White Dragon Clan.”

Looking at Ainsha who boasted with an expressionless face again, Limon thought to himself.

Being able to become one of the world’s greatest prophets while making such unreliable rants is a great skill.