Chapter 635 Epilogue - Left Behind Doubts

That night...

Deep in the Delzo Gade, there was a Barza Rondo figure.

Ray sits beside him.

The two of them were silent.

In Barzalondo's hands is the Heinriel Medal left by his late father.

It's what's in it. Hunting aristocrats can leave their hearts in artifacts with their power before they perish.

What my predecessor Oldov wanted to tell me.

T ra n s la t e d b y Ｊp ｍ tl.ｃo m Perhaps there must be a clue as to who was keeping him in the foam world.

But Barzalondo is not trying to listen to the Holy Will.

I poured my gaze there and was just sitting there thinking about something.

If I walked, Barza Rondo looked up all the time.

"... brother up...!!

Even as he stepped out reflexively, he noticed that I was the one who came, and he pulled his lips together.

"Are you waiting?

Trans l a te d b y ｊpm t l .coｍ Even after Isaac, Bellamy and Eife left the reincarnated world Militia, Barza Rondo was in the depths of this Delzo Gate all the time.

Eife told me what was going on, but she couldn't have come, so she didn't try to move from there.

"Eife will fit in when he arrives in Hyphoria, too. There's just not much to come."

"... I'm sorry that I'm taking this opportunity..."

True voices slap their ears.

You can't possibly not come, maybe you didn't think.

He had to come, and his expression seemed to tell such a story.

"I don't mind. Wait till you're satisfied."

I'll walk up to the two of you.

Gazing in with Ray, he smiled slightly.

Barza Rondo remains as leaned down as he thought.

For a while, only silence dominated the scene.

"... this..."

To the lid, Barza Rondo groans pompously.

"... for this Barza Rondo, bow is an evil move... you have spoken to your lords before..."

Tr a nsl a t e d b y jp ｍ tl .c o m It's time for a silver-water sequence battle with Evezeino. This man is better at bows than swords and magic. But I didn't usually dare to use that power.

"It's against the order of the Holy Sword world, was it?

The Ice Tied Wave Arrow (Garid) used to restrain Isaac gathers magic from natural magic fields and builds arrows.

It is certainly difficult to say that order in the Holy Sword world is to leave the magic field standing in the abyss world at will. The magic of the hunting nobility is in conflict with the magic of Evezeino.

If it was meant to be, it shouldn't be manipulative. The only thing I could do was...

"Sure, you couldn't feel the magic of blessing at all"

Ray says.

Barza Rondo nodded quietly.

"All the hunting nobles of Hyphoria are born with the blessing of Blessed Holy Catholic Eife. Therefore, if you use magic, you will always benefit from blessings."

It's the same thing in every little world of the Silver Water Holy Sea. Using magic, it would be normal to be accompanied by the attributes of the world in which you were born.

So far the only exception is this reincarnated world Militia.

"But only when I deal with bows and the magic associated with them can I not receive the blessings of the Holy Sword world. I'm crazy."

"But I guess it's not so strange either. No one in Militia is tied to the exclusive order of the world. Hyphoria may also have one or two people like that"

"... it's not a matter of being born or not being born."

Says Barzalondo.

"In your world, I guess it's no big deal. But magic without blessings in Hyphoria is an abomination against the order of the great Holy Catholic Eife." T r a n s lat e d by Jp ｍ tl.ｃ o ｍ

He gave the look of a bitter bug bite.

"I mean, I'm a nonconformist."

"I see."

That's not an impossible story.

Sometimes they will be born into a deepened world because there will be non-conformers in the foam world.

"Is that why you hid the bow?

Ray asks.

If you look at the treatment of Demon King's College in Pablo Hettara, it's not hard to imagine how non-conforming people will be treated in Hyphoria.

"That's right. But once there was only one person who saw my bow."

"What's that?

With a severely painful face, Barzalondo replied.

My brother, Lebrahardt.

Ray gave me a puzzling look.

I thought you said, "There is no earliest way to know."

Balzarondo nods if I say so. Transl a t e d b y jpｍ t l.c o ｍ

"My brother and I were just young. Admiring the Fifth Holy Lord and polishing my hunting moves, I wore on my own. But when I saw it, my brother said. My bow says," I'd rather not show it to anyone else. "

Evil way, huh?

"Have you noticed it's not accompanied by the magic of blessings?

"We were less than half a serving at the time. I even lacked understanding about the limited order. You must not have figured it out. But my brother had excellent talent. I may have felt the discomfort of the magic of blessings in my bow at a young age."

There is nothing in Hyphoria that does not involve the magic of blessings. Even at a young age, you will notice discomfort.

"My bow is strong. Still, the path is not good, my brother said. I respected my brother, so I kept it loyal. I no longer feel comfortable working out bows, and since then I have stopped even keeping an eye on arrows in public"

With all that skill, I didn't know you had a lot of workouts.

It's a shame.

"Eventually, having learned about the limited order, I realized that I was the one who blades myself into the order of the Hyphoria - the nonconformist. My younger brother knew it and thought it prevented me from being persecuted. That's what my brother used to do."

Every time I talked about the past, I felt that Barza Rondo's mouth only weighed heavily on my heart.

"At one point, my brother told me. People change. I change my mind. If you think you're going the wrong way, I want you to turn your back on that bow. That way, I will always stop and look back at the path I have taken. On the other hand, if I went the wrong way, my brother will point that right sword at me. Me and my brother are the only vows I know."

For a moment, I remembered that time, or Barza Rondo pulled his lips together.

After a few seconds of silence, he opens his mouth again.

"After becoming Holy King, my brother asked only once. I was wondering why my bow was out of the way."

Reluctantly, Barzalondo said.

From what I've told you so far, I can imagine the upside.

"I didn't remember."

Barza Rondo nodded small.

"... asked back what it meant..."

Eyes down, he continued.

"... but I'm talking about childhood. My brother at that time never dreamed that my bow was against the order of the Holy Sword world, etc., and I guess he just mouthed it as he felt it. There's no wonder a toddler can't remember a whimsical word."

Barza Rondo slowly raised his face.

"Then I am not going to let my brother, who has just become Holy King, bear the burden of having a brother of a non-conformer, etc. If I knew, my brother would surely be heartbroken for me. I thought so, I mumbled."

he says.

"It's the vows I made with my brother that matter - that's what I thought."

Little by little, a swirling agitation seeps into his chest in an expression that tries to bring calm.

"Until now."

Heavy words, spilled.

The silence envelops the area again.

The sound of the water wheel and windmill circling echoed strangely in my ear.

"My brother should have seen my bow in the battle ahead."

In front of Lebrahardt, Barza Rondo released arrows many times.

Then you must also have noticed who did it, behind the heavenly and earth life bow that restrained the victims and .

"If you were watching, you'd come. Like a young man, he said the bow was evil. We shouldn't go down that road. I thought I'd tell you anything else."

So Oldov waited even after he was reincarnated.

I guess my brother believed that if I went the wrong way, I would always come to a halt.

But Lebrahardt didn't come.

"The Holy King has changed. My esteemed brother-in-law and proud brother, where will he go no more?"

That's what Barzalondo used to say.

"But... are you sure...?

That's what Barzalondo asked himself.

"Really?

Ray asks.

"Cut off my father's dreams, which I should have inherited, and sun in the Archdeacon Jiji, who slaughtered my father, and do not even appear in the sight of my father's death"

Barzalondo said to throw it away.

"Not even on my bow, no news of anything"

One at a time, Barza Rondo would have just had to give up that Lebrahardo had changed too.

"More importantly, if I turned my bow, my brother would have stopped and looked back that way! You can't possibly not come! That brother is supposed to break his vows!!

But a series of events that made him feel so uncomfortable made him suspicious.

"So much for people to change? So much for that proud brother who even threw his life out for his brother-in-law! I can't believe it! That can't be right!

There is no clear basis.

Still, Balzarondo appealed to be moved by his intuition.

He didn't want that suspicion to hit him.

I thought it was something I didn't even want to think about.

So I guess I kept waiting.

"Hmm. I mean, you want to say this, Barza Rondo"

I tell him to speak for his suspicions.

"The Holy King is a different man now."