Solo Swordmaster

Chapter 684

#684. Then invite.

* * *

“Hmm.”

listen to all explanations.

Think for a while.

Yekathrice tilted her head and asked as if to confirm one last time.

“Does that mean you can’t use the beauty world?”

“Adolf, if he doesn’t cross the line, I’ll probably see myself getting married first.”

“That’s what I want to see too.”

“…”

“Ahaha. It’s a joke. A joke.”

Is it because Rin’s eyes are so cold?

Yekathrice waved her hand.

And, as always, he said with a grin on his face.

“Since unnie is ours, even if she wears a wedding dress, she can’t stand others wearing it.”

“You want to talk in your sleep while you sleep.”

“Ayy, I’m sorry if you treat my sincerity as a sleep talk.”

“Jung then, so that we don’t feel sad, should we at least make warm contact with each other?”

“Well, I’m in trouble anyway. If you do this, you have a reason to win the song bet.”

No matter how much I got used to it, it was because I didn’t want to get hit.

Yekathrice turned around slightly.

Rin didn’t bother pointing out that obvious trick.

Anyway, it wasn’t wrong, and now finding a solution to this situation was the priority.

So it was.

Why did Rin turn her head?

“Revolutionary brother. How did the request go before?”

“Are you referring to Brother Dmitri and other officers of the counter-revolutionary army?”

“okay. I don’t really want to rush things, but as you heard, the situation is urgent.”

It’s been awhile since I’ve been laughing bitterly at the situation that makes me feel dizzy just by listening to it.

Bachemensky put on a serious expression.

“I’ve heard a few rumors that I’m not sure about, but it bothers me.”

“rumor?”

“I heard that shortly after arriving in Gulag, Brother Dmitri returned after being missing for several days.”

“Disappearance in this Gulag?”

“yes. There are so many vague rumors about him attempting to escape from prison or being hospitalized for dangerous work, so I don’t know why…

”

“I think there is a possibility.”

“Then let’s hurry up and check it out. You never know when Adolf or the World Federation guys will do something.”

They are advantageous for investigations in the Russian Khanate, but the World Federation’s potential is also formidable.

In particular, it was not known how the silver dragon clan would be hit in the back now that they were busy responding to LW products.

“Above all…”

And another one.

There is no clear reason.

Aside from the World Federation, Rin frowned at the strange sensation that bothered her nerves.

“How come I don’t feel well.”

* * *

Jerusalem.

As the capital of the Holy Alliance.

A metropolis that has enjoyed prosperity since the Silver Age.

As long as it boasts such a long history, the streets of Jerusalem were always full of people, day and night.

Particularly because of the characteristics of the Holy League that there are temples large and small on every street and the worship times are different for each denomination.

But at this moment, Jerusalem was locked in silence.

Ordinary passers-by too.

Even the merchants who were doing business.

Even the housewives at home.

An office worker who was looking at work.

It was because everyone had stopped what they were doing, and each kneeled, folded their hands, or closed their eyes in silence.

and the center of Jerusalem.

In the royal palace surrounded by thirty-three spiers, a white-haired girl was quietly seated.

“I want to know if Tata is ready.”

“Yes, Princess. We have already confirmed that the beacons have been raised in all the temples.”

Heavenly as usual.

But in a much flashier outfit.

From bracelets to anklets, they are full of all sorts of accessories.

Ainsha, who was sitting in front of the altar, heard Tata’s words and got up from her seat.

“All right. Then let’s go.”

“Don’t worry about the aftermath and go home comfortably.”

Leave Tata with her head down.

Ainsha headed for the top of the altar.

It was a large brazier placed on the highest spire.

The moment Ainsha put her soft bare feet into the brazier, which is old and antique like an antique, yet has a strangely mysterious luster.

Hwareuk!

Suddenly, a fire soared from the brazier, which had not even had firewood, let alone embers.

But don’t be surprised.

It seems like you’re already used to it.

just keep walking

And so, the pure white flame from the hearth rose up slowly from the hem of her clothes, covering her completely.

The moment you want everything in your field of vision to be dyed white.

the world.

-It has changed completely.

The lofty spire, too.

A splendid royal palace.

Holy City too.

Everything that was around a while ago disappeared and what appeared instead was a strange space.

Neither cold nor hot, neither bright nor dark, neither far nor near.

just shine

just calm

only fragrant.

It’s too vivid to be real.

Too far away to be in a dream.

Ainsha, who opened her eyes in that pure white space, moved slowly.

Then, climbing up the stairs of fluffy clouds, standing tall in front of a platform of flames swaying on top of the waves towering like a cliff.

The moment Ainsha opened her mouth.

“Make sure everyone is here.”

Dig!

The light shimmered.

In a place far higher, far, gorgeous, bright, or mysterious than the platform the white-haired girl was on.

Like lightning, or like war, or like love, or like fate.

Hundreds… no, perhaps tens of thousands or millions of lights, each with a different color and shape, were flickering and announcing their existence.

If you were a normal person.

No, even a tolerable superman of the absolute class would have hardened in front of that light.

Big or small.

It was because the presence of countless lights, each of which touched the providence of the world, weighed down the soul.

“Attendance confirmed.”

But even in that light.

Ainsha didn’t care.

After checking the flickering lights with an expressionless face as usual.

He picked up the hammer of faith lying next to him and struck it on the board of unbelief on the podium.

“Then, I declare the holding of the 27194th meeting of Gods.”

land land land.

The last holy place in the world.

The assembly of all the gods of Jerusalem began with such a blunt declaration as always.

* * *

The distant Silver Age.

God communicated directly with mankind.

All humans could learn God and receive teachings and guidance.

It was possible because the gods descended directly to the earth in the form of Avatara.

Even if you can’t drink water.

Like a balloon filled with water.

The gods who appeared in the form of animals or trees of humans performed miracles more directly and lived in harmony with humans.

But the Bronze Age opens.

After the awakening of the seven dragons that had fallen asleep in the distant past.

Almost all incarnations were eaten by dragons and even the holy places were destroyed, ending the exchange between gods and humans.

This is because human beings can receive the will of God only through priests or through oracles that have been handed down as symbols, and can only convey their faith through prayer.

The only sacred site that has not been destroyed.

Except for Jerusalem.

Even though the incarnation disappeared, the Holy Land allowed direct interaction with the gods, albeit in a limited way.

All the denominations in the world gathered in Jerusalem to form the Holy League.

It was for this reason that King Richard I, the Sword King, carried out a crusade for hundreds of years to obtain Jerusalem while struggling with the sword.

and this moment.

the holy city of Jerusalem.

In the Astral Plane, on the boundary between the material world and the spirit world.

The gods were interacting with humans again.

sparkle.

“No song today. No dancing either. So stop asking.”

Glitter!

“No matter how much you try, there is no such thing as nothing.”

…although the exchange looked more like a fan club cheering for an idol at a concert than solemn or reverent.

Ainsha didn’t particularly care.

at the regular meeting.

whether mediating disputes.

Or at a fundraising event.

After she became a priest, whenever she attended the Godhead, the gods reacted like this.

It was unavoidable.

Unlike the Silver Age, when they were able to perform miracles almost unlimitedly as much as they were full of faith, their power is limited in the modern age when faith has declined.

Making incarnations, of course.

It’s always hard to keep an eye on believers.

Even faintly conveyed prayers are mostly common requests or boring phrases.

For the gods, it was like watching the world through an ant hole and listening to a noisy religious radio.

That’s for hundreds of years.

Thanks to that, most gods were hungry for entertainment.

If only I could gather my faith and create an incarnation, I would even want to raise a holy war.

…although the gods who had actually tried something similar couldn’t bear to try it thanks to being sloppy by some lunatic swordsman.

But after Ainsha became a priest.

I can see great concerts every time I meet God.

It was for that reason that the Holy League was particularly stable these days throughout its history of more than a thousand years.

It is also the fact that the number of believers who deliberately caused a religious dispute to see Ainsha and was banned from attending the Godhead is unprecedented.

twinkle twinkle!

In any case, from that point of view.

It was natural for the gods to protest.

Even in this astral world, direct words and sounds are difficult to convey, so it’s a shame.

Without such restrictions, the protests of the gods would have roared louder than thunder.

Of course, even if I couldn’t hear the sound, the flickering light instead was enough to dazzle my eyes.

“I warn you. If you keep talking like this, everyone will get a yellow card.”

Pop!

but right after that.

The light instantly died down.

No matter how dissatisfied I was, there was no scene that wanted to be kicked out of the concert hall… no, God.

“Then let’s get to the point.”

keep quiet

“I have a project to propose to the Holy Alliance on behalf of the Seven Dragons.”

I don’t like it…

“If you just listen to the suggestion, I’ll sing you a song.”

Glitter!

“…”

As if he had no interest.

It was an instant that the light dimmed.

With an expressionless face, he gazed at the ardently shining radiance, as if he had suddenly become very interested.

Ainsha thought deeply.

Can I really make this suggestion to these idiots?

But that’s only for a moment.

Recalling that all of this was a request from her lover, Ainsha made up her mind and continued with a blunt voice.

“Before that, I need to ask for your permission.”

sparkle?

“There are collaborators that are essential to this project. I would like to know if I can give you a special invitation.”

Glitter.

“I knew. Then I invite you.”

It’s like how are you?

Looking at the cool, sparkling light, Ainsha took out a small bead from her bosom.

Hwareuk!

Kwajik.

Let’s break the marbles.

The sparks from inside create a door in the air.

The moment the door slowly opened and the ‘specially invited guest’ that Ainsha spoke of appeared inside.

….

Darkness falls.

everything fell silent

The lights that had been shining brilliantly a little while ago had gone out at the same time as if they had seen something unbelievable.

“Of course I thought you would be at the doorstep, but thank you for inviting me so willingly.”

However, even in that strange silence, the guest was not taken aback.

Rather than worrying about this, it seems that he is a nobleman.

Grab the dress gracefully.

bow down and say hello

I just laughed coquettishly.

“Elderly relatives.”

Like that…

even though they are of demigod lineage.

Wage war against the gods.

The culprit who almost conquered the world and eventually provided the starting point for the collapse of the Silver Age.

The moment when Sir’s greetings were over.

kurlrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

A flood that will swallow the world.

With fury that even the sea is immortal.

A curse that could pierce even the sky.

It raged like mad and shook the entire astral world.