Spacetime Social Hall.
âHehe, I heard that upper class people think differently?â
Not all transcendents are the same transcendent. When I thought about the fact that there were only ten transcendental people who could enter the upper layer, the childâs eyes sparkled like a child for the first time in a long time.
âBrother, shouldnât we buy a few more of these? Why, arenât the tasks they perform different from ours? Even the witches of the Southern Sea can drink liquor and herbs that we canât evenâ¦â¦?! â
Suddenly.
It was thanks to the water of life being poured into the wound.
With a fully recovered hand, the Sunrise Warrior raised the Child of Lightning.
He grabbed the rampaging child by the scruff of the neck.
âUgh! Whatâs happening all of a sudden?!â
âPut that down.â
âWhy? Iâm sure you can charge him whatever you want â¦â¦. â
âUseless waste.â
Sunrise Warrior said firmly.
âItâs informal.â
Formal.
âHiig. Ah, I understand.â
It was a traumatizing word. Eventually, the Lightning Child picked out exactly what he needed and held it in his hand, a look of regret on his face.
Sunrise Warrior finally spoke up.
âWe will return to the battlefield as soon as we are ready.â
âAlready? Why? Canât we rest a little longer?! â
The passage of time in the Spacetime Social Hall?
It flows so slowly that itâs practically at a standstill. Even if you spent days here, it would only amount to a few seconds on the Arcana continent.
However.
âI canât waste a single second.â
Sunrise Warrior didnât care about the time difference.
âYou needless stubborn human being!â
Lightning Child retorted as he straightened his clothes.
âAre you saying that because youâre still angry? Of course, youâll hate him. Heâs the one who devastated your hometown? But you know that. Itâs not just the Eastern Continent thatâs been devastated, right?â
Lightning Child said seriously.
âYou know, everyone has a grudge, even I, with my pure spirit heart, have a grudge against someone. But I donât think itâs worth throwing my life away to settle a score. After all, you have a bright future ahead of you, just like me, right?â
Sunrise Warrior thought.
âCome to think of itâ¦â¦.â
So far Iâve only talked about myself.
Iâve never heard the full story of this boy, the Lightning Child. A half-breed of spirit and human. It must not have been an easy life, wandering the continent alone at such a young age.
Sunrise Warrior chuckled without realizing it.
âYou are comforting me with such topics.â
He realized how much heâd been on the run.
Clearly, he hadnât been able to relax.
The moment he came face to face with the creature, he lunged in anger.
To the extent that he brought on these excessive injuries.
âThank you.â
âEh?â
A question mark appeared on the boyâs face at Sunrise Warriorâs mild words.
He was expecting a barrage of nagging, but suddenly he was grateful.
It was a moment of doubt rather than pride.
âBut thereâs no reason why weâre in a hurry.â
ââ¦Itâs not because of something?â
More questioning words followed.
âI just want to make sure.â
âConfirm what?â
âTo make sure my feelings arenât wrong.â
â â¦â¦.Feeling? What feeling?â
Wait a minute, you just keep talking nonsense.
âBrother, do you know something strange from earlier?â
âMe?â
âThatâs right, youâve been sounding like old man Shegwin.â
A corner of the Spacetime Social Hall.
Shegwin, the Sword Saint who used to talk to the Sword around.
It seemed as if the human figures overlapped.
âIt wasnât a compliment.â
Sunrise Warrior smiles.
âI hope thatâs really the case.â
âWhat? Are you really as crazy as he is?!â
The question came back.
âYouâre crazy.â
With that, the silence ended, and Sunrise exited the Spacetime Social Hall. And so did the Lightning Child. But when they awoke once more, it was far from the battlefield.
âLetâs join.â
They rushed to the Transcendentâs body.
And there they saw it.
The Knights of the Lionheart.
âWhat, what are those knights?â
Knights of the Lionheart, unwilling to back down from the face of the Eight Headed Viper. No, they didnât back down, they charged at the great monster hundreds of times their size.
âHow can they even think of attacking, are they insane?!â
The Lightning Child could not contain his astonishment.
It was an exclamation he could only utter because he had just exchanged blows with the eight-headed viper.
A mere mortal who hadnât attained the rank of Transcendent would suffer terrible, skin-melting pain just by approaching the poisonâ¦â¦.
The Sunrise Warrior thought to himself.
âI wonder if itâs because they are braver than the warriors of my hometown.â
No, he dared to hope.
Not because their arms bend inward. The spirit of warriors, and even more so the resolve of those who lost their families to the creature like him, would never have been duller than that of the Lionheart knights.
Then why were they not backing down?
âOnly.â
The Sunrise Warrior looked at the reason.
âBecause you shine on them.â
The reason why he said that he finally saw Hoyeol.
It was because he had never seen Hoyeol before.
It was because he was exuding a different vibe.
âThis is an act for us.â
I didnât expect the word âusâ to come out of his mouth.
I wanted to confirm it with my own eyes.
Just to make sure I wasnât imagining things.
cheolkeog.
âHowever, you are not one to let people be mistaken.â
Suddenly, the Sunrise Warrior raised the sunrise sword.
Swoosh.
âAll forces, retreat!â
He leaped to the aid of the knights, who were retreating rapidly to avoid the creatureâs writhing. It was then. The Sunrise Warrior, his sunrise sword, began to emit a clear âsword qiâ.
â¦.
Seogseog.
No matter how hard I swung it, I couldnât cut it down.
Scratches are carved into its skin.
No, blood marks go beyond the scratches.
ââ¦!â
One of the eight heads turns toward him.
âOho, the rat from the Eastern Continent is still alive!â
It glares at him with killing intent.
The Sunrise Warrior suddenly realized what had happened.
What Hoyeol said.
-âIn order to move forward, you must look within yourself.â
And so it was.
What was needed to move forward on the Sword Path.
I needed to look back at the way I came.
âIn that short conversation.â
You gave me a realization that I could not have realized even if I struggled with it for the rest of my life.
Sunrise (æ¥åº), meaning the rising of the sun. I believed that there would be a sunrise at the end of the journey. It wasnât. The sun I had longed for had already risen in the sky.
âTruly like the sun in the sky.â
Not just for himself
It was shining equally on everyone.
Not just a ray of light.
It blazed like the brightest sun.
*
The dizzying message.
[Recovery appears in Yessica Bright.]
[Recovery appears in Harkon Kingsguard.]
[Sunrise Warrior has reached Enlightenment] â¦â¦.
If you ask me why these messages are coming to me, itâs because Iâm the âcommander-in-chiefâ of them, and if Iâm the commander-in-chief, Iâm the commander-in-chief, and why do I add the qualifier âcommander-in-chiefâ?
âDamn, I never thought Iâd bring this up againâ¦â¦!â
Because I was actually âCommandingâ.
I was floundering in the air.
I looked at my hand.
[Baton of Rhyme]
[Rating: Epic]
[Limitations : None]
[Effect : When worn, the wearer gains vast musical knowledge and grants a buff equal to that musical knowledge to everything under the wearerâs control].
[Description : Its effects are as noble as its noble appearance].
Add to that the fact that I am wearing a mythic item, the Legacy of Eunaxus, and I feel as if I am sincere in my command.
Unperturbed by my lament, Grandfell speaks up.
âBrillante.â
What the hell does that even mean, Grandfell â¦â¦?!
Brillante : bright, brilliant, shining