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Chapter 316
Storm
Storm.
A storm is chaos that sweeps away everything.
Yet no one views a storm as something like demons or monsters; they call it the providence of nature.
They think it's the work of a realm humans cannot understand, establishing invisible karma and order.
Right, Storeus is exactly that kind of man.
We b̄ń о̆ve l̃ Е̂n̊ü m a
Storeus calls it chaos, but he distinctly moves for his own order.
There are no humans who can oppose a storm; he would have kneaded them like dough in his hands.
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Ferda refused to dance in his palm.
A mere human defied a dragon's words.
In a situation like this, what choice will Storeus make?
"Right, he's not my donkey."
Ё n̂ u m а̊.. і̄ ḋ
The pressure vanished like a lie.
"Strictly speaking, he's Valdrova's dog."
As if all of this had been his joke.
"Whether you help or not, that's how it'll turn out. So you'd best stay sharp."
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"I'm no fool either."
"Those who saw your actions just now wouldn't think so."
Е̇ n u ḿ а̄
Ferda had no intention of directly helping Valdemar, nor of crossing Storeus any further.
"Go on. Lots of interesting things will happen starting tomorrow."
Storeus let Ferda go without resistance.
There was a lingering worry about a potential ambush, but he was able to return to the barracks as if that, too, had been groundless.
Thus Ferda slipped out of Storeus's castle.
* * *
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Night deepened into the darkest dawn, and during that approaching dawn, far too many things had happened.
The phrase "swept through like a storm" fits perfectly.
Valdemar saying he would die, and Storeus telling him to kill Valdemar.
Rize declaring she would sacrifice herself.
Garnet, driven to doubt a longtime comrade.
He'd visited the distant future, but Ferda couldn't see even an inch into their hearts or the future now.
Е̌ n u m а́ . і_d
When the morning sun rises, all of it will move, and each will meet their own ending.
'I hope nothing happens... but...'
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In war, the words "nothing happens" are too contradictory.
Someone inflicts wounds, receives wounds, and dies.
Ferda will watch this unfold and see the end.
Only then will everything work out.
Ё n úmа
Even so, a brief dream he'd had kept circling in his mind.
-What they desire is Valdrova's death.
-To stop the Dragons' Twilight, they'll offer you as a sacrifice.
-Get out before the hyosi sounds.
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'Hyosi.' (Signal flare arrow)
In this war, they don't use hyosi.
Е̄ n̆ǔ ṁ a .і̄ d̊
Instead, loud bugles and war drums will clang noisily, so the sound of hyosi would be buried like a lost child's crying in a marketplace.
'Am I assigning meaning to something trivial?'
Nightmares, he'd been having them often lately.
Strangling Valdrova's throat, his own throat being strangled, holding a heart in his hand or having it gouged out.
Those were a different breed from things born of nightmares or inner anxieties.
'Dragons' Twilight.' (Yongdeurui Hwanghon)
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It was said to be the most vicious time where living isn't living.
The White Dragon, Blancaros, feared that twilight.
Gokma burrowed into that fear and made a contract with him.
Everyone fears the Dragons' Twilight.
Because they fear it, everyone will try to stop it.
'They're targeting me, but the main objective isn't me.' (Note: 'me' refers to Ferda)
E ṅ um̄ ӑ
Ferda is merely the sacrifice; the true purpose is Valdrova's death.
They'll sacrifice Ferda to kill Valdrova and stop the Dragons' Twilight.
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'Does that mean the Dragons' Twilight is Valdrova?'
Thinking briefly, it seemed so.
The ones who would become twilight were Godwin and Mesabosk.
Godwin failed, and Mesabosk will fail too.
W е̄ ḃ.ǹ о̄ v̆е l Ё n̂ǔ m̆а̀
Because they cannot become twilight.
There were many unsatisfying parts.
If Valdrova is the twilight and they feared it, why didn't they join forces to kill Valdrova?
'Alexander.' (First Prince)
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He strangely overlapped with Valdrova.
Born as the eldest son and also Crown Prince, but he would be deposed, whether by his own will or another's.
W̊е bn̄ о̊v̊ е̊ l Е̄nǔ m а̊
's.
Valdemar made his surroundings render him powerless, and Alexander was floundering in powerlessness.
The reason he wasn't killed was because in noble society, death itself brings reverse effects.
The Red Dragon Valdrova, who possessed mighty power but never showed it to anyone.
Bearing the stigma of an evil dragon, treated like a house guard dog, she still stubbornly loved peace.
The world only sneered as if all that had no meaning.
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While all dragons enjoyed wealth and glory, Valdrova, who dreamed of being a petty bourgeois, withered into powerlessness.
Valdrova loves everyone.
But not everyone was like that.
Only one person knew the worth of the love she held.
Ironically, it was the continent's public enemy, Godwin, who had resolved to become the twilight.
"Ha... haha..."
Wёb̈ n о̂ v еl Ë n̂.uḿ а
Ferda let out a hollow laugh.
He now doubted his own head for reaching such a conclusion.
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"...I'm going crazy."
It's only natural.
War is insanity.
To survive that insanity, he needed to go insane himself.
Е̊ nú m̄а̄_.ï d
* * *
The next morning.
The morning sun rose from the east, illuminating the soldiers forming ranks.
The place where the entire Frontline Alliance's forces were deployed was truly beautiful and violent.
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"Proud citizens of the Arken Empire!"
Valdemar's voice rang out loud and clear.
Еnu m̀а̄
He stood at the very front, accompanied by close aide mages, showing himself to all as he gave his speech.
His words and actions were truly exemplary.
"Maybe Grand Duke Golt is actually a good person?"
When even the Far Eastern soldiers were saying such dumbfounded things, his charisma was an undeniable factor.
Ferda could only silently watch the guy saying that.
He was currently disguised as a soldier, blended into the ranks.
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Originally he should have been observing from the base, but the dream omens were so bad he had to get out somehow.
Fortunately, he found a soldier in good condition.
Among the soldiers was one wearing a helmet.
Usually taciturn, with no close friends either, so no one spoke to him.
Knocking him out and stealing his clothes while he went to the latrine was easy work.
'The helmet's more annoying than I thought.'
Е̃ n̊ u̇ṁ â
He suddenly recalled his younger self.
When he climbed onto the armor displayed on the stand and put the helmet on his head,
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It was so heavy his neck nearly snapped.
It was scary, like burying his face in a pitch-black jar.
'Father saved me back then.'
Back then, Erembalt Rosnova was a gentle father.
Е̂ñ ū mа̌ . і̃ ḋ
The kind who'd embrace me when I cried.
'Let's not think about it.'
His inner darkness tried to boil up again.
To distract his mind, he decided to listen to Grand Duke Golt's voice.
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-Advance, citizens of the Empire! Today, the Empire's Golden Age begins anew!
"Oh! Oh! Oh!"
Ẃ ě b̊n ov̈е̊.l̀ Ӗ n ûm а
Dungdungdung! (War drum sounds)
Buuuu! (Horn sounds)
War drums and horns sounded, and the ranks began to move.
"Far East, advance!!"
The Far Eastern army standing in the middle ranks also began to move along.
The Frontline Alliance began pressing in while encircling the World Tree.
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'This is tough...'
They stood in the battle line, but since infantry had extremely low win rates in close combat, their gear was simplified.
Even so, for Ferda with his weak body, it felt heavy as lead, like wearing full battle gear.
'Is this the weight of infantry?'
He had no choice but to slightly lift the armor with shadow, reducing the weight.
Only then could he barely match pace with the others.
W é b̃ ň о̄ v̊е l Еn u m̃ ǎ
The army advanced, drawing closer to the elven village surrounding the World Tree.
And the attack began.
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Wooooong—!
A deep mana wave only mages could feel rang out extensively.
'The High Elves manifested magic.'
From now on, something will happen.
Ӗn̄ǔ m̈.а..ì d
Ferda prepared himself.
A commander who grasped the situation late shouted with all his might.
"Mana wave detected!! Halt and prepare to fire!"
As if mocking that cry, the ground moved.
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Kugugeung—!
Like silk curtains fluttering in the morning breeze, the ground undulated.
Ӗňum̃а
Soon after, the culprit of that trembling revealed itself.
Kuuung!
"Sa, Sandworm!"
A worm monster inhabiting the south that swallows everything.
But he'd never heard of that monster inhabiting the west.
"Roots! The World Tree's roots are moving!"
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The elves' mother was moving.
As if there's no mother in the world who just watches while her child suffers, she was overturning all armies closing in from all directions.
That wasn't all.
The exposed roots became passages, and through those passages, monsters poured out.
"Monsters!"
"Filthy monsters are rising from underground!"
W ӗ b̊ n̄ о̇ v e l̂ Ě n ú m̌ă
The situation above ground instantly turned chaotic.
-Guoooo!!
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Mesabosk, atop the World Tree, let out a roar that spread widely.
-I am the Twilight, and your end!
Mesabosk's cry covered the battlefield.
-Kurwaaaa!!
Е̃ n̄u m а
An even more powerful roar of might answered in response.
-That crazy bitch gets beaten like that and still talks in her sleep!
The Storm Dragon, Storeus, flew in like a meteorite and engaged Mesabosk in close combat.
Dragons covered even the sky, making the battlefield situation even more chaotic.
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"Maintain defensive formation! Never break rank! Don't let your brothers die!"
Following the commander's orders, he moved, firing his rifle like any other infantryman, checking the monsters' movements.
Wе b_n̄ о̃v̊ ėl̄ Е̃ nu m̌ a
But not everything went according to control.
"Uwaaaa!"
A monster that sprang from the ground lunged at the infantryman next to him.
The infantryman lost his composure and started spraying bullets wildly.
Even after emptying an entire magazine, the monster's attack didn't stop.
Bang!
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What stopped it was a single gunshot.
Ferda calmly stepped back and succeeded in sniping the monster's head.
Since he always shot first when there was a practice target, and had mastered the method, sniping was easy.
"You, you...!"
He tried to find words but finally gave up.
"Th, thank you."
Ё n ūṁa . і̀ d̊
He probably doesn't remember the name.
Instead of answering, Ferda tapped his belt with his foot.
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Meaning: if you have energy to talk, hurry up and reload.
Having received basic training, he hurriedly stood up and reloaded.
'Turning into a mess.'
With the World Tree moving by the High Elves' will and demon tactics combined, the army's previously standardized movements showed signs of shifting to individual isolated battles.
Е̇n u m̊ а̇ .і d
Death and information were swirling, and Ferda was just about to enter their sphere of influence.
'As expected, am I being oversensitive?'
Ferda decided to quit acting like a regular soldier and slowly pull back.
Sorry to the helmet's owner, but you'll have to become a deserter now.
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Just as he was thinking that.
Piiii—
W̃ е b nо̊v е l̃ Е n ǔm а̊
Amidst the noisy battlefield, a flute sound suddenly rang out.
Ferda turned his head to look there.
One straight line soaring powerfully into the sky, then falling powerlessly.
'Hyosi.' (Signal flare arrow)
Someone fired a hyosi.
Into the command system captured by drums and horns, a hyosi suddenly soared into the sky.
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At that moment, Ferda felt a chillingly piercing air current.
He looked around.
Others felt nothing.
That was something only Ferda could feel.
Then is he hallucinating?
No.
W ё b_ṅоv̇ е l̆ Е n̄ũ m̀а̀
If he alone feels it, it means malice directed at him.
'Who is it?'
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Who's showing malice toward me?
In a lake swelling with malice, Ferda entrusted his body to instinct's movement.
He lifted his head.
What filled the sky above were Mesabosk and Storeus.
Е̊ nu m а
While tearing at each other and casting magic, there was a momentary change in Storeus's movement.
So subtle he wondered if he'd imagined it.
He tried to drive a lightning spear deep into Mesabosk's body.
-Guooooo!!
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Mesabosk roared and moved its wings, striking away Storeus's arm.
A movement that didn't cancel the force but let it flow past.
W̆ е̌ bň о̃ v̄ е̌ l Е̃ ñu m̊ а̀
The missed lightning left his hand and became a natural disaster.
And where that natural disaster fell was... .
'...What?'
Ferda doubted his eyes.
He checked the impact site again, but nothing changed.
The place it fell by chance was a corner of the imperial army barracks.
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By pure coincidence, the place where Ferda's camp had stayed, and where Ferda should be staying right now.
Kugugung!!
The lightning overturned the ground and caused a chain explosion.
Nothing would remain of the Far East camp.
Get out before the hyosi sounds.
The hyosi sounded.
E nû m а
And Storeus, disguising it as a mistake, attacked Ferda's position.
It's not coincidence.
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Storeus used this war to truly try to kill Ferda.
'A sacrifice to stop the Dragons' Twilight.'
Everyone has their own purpose.
And those purposes were terribly entangled in this battlefield, and among them was Ferda too.
Ē ňuṁ а
