Chapter 139 – The Great Thing

It was a space with nothing. It was a space full of something.

The present moment was fleeting. This moment was an eternity.

Let all opposites be one body by nature. Because there is emptiness, there is all things, because there is life, there is death, because there is darkness, there is light, because there is good, the concept of evil is established, and because we know hope, we can speak of despair. The opposite would also be true.

The creation and destruction, the beginning and the end are one side and the other side. Knowing its beginning, the length of every moment in between loses its meaning.

If it exists only between one concept of beginning and end, then even a moment or an eternity is nothing more than a process of one moment, so even this short moment can be infinitely extended.

The time of the chanting that touches all things and interferes with the providence has come. Be silent, great yet insignificant time.

“Fire, according to my will, set the world on fire.”

The fire burned according to my will and took the shape of a sphere.

“O water, submerge the world according to my will.”

At my will, the water slithered and formed a sphere.

“Earth, swallow all things according to my will.”

According to my will, soil and rocks rose and formed the shape of a sphere.

“Lightning, strike at my will and take all life.”

According to my will, the lightning current struck from the sky formed a sphere.

“Tree, according to my will, sprout and announce the beginning of all life.”

The roots of the tree that grew according to my will formed the shape of a sphere.

“Ice, at my will, I will bring winter and announce the end of all life.”

At my will, the steam froze and formed a sphere.

“Light, illuminate all things in the world according to my will.”

The light that was created according to my will shone brightly and took the shape of a sphere.

“Darkness, according to my will, I will blind the eyes of all things in the world.”

The darkness created by my will swayed and formed a sphere.

The ten elements that form the source of this world were swimming around me.

“Originally, everything started from the root of the source, and even you are nothing more than a big stem, so go back to the source. Reform in the beginning.”

Then, the spheres of the ten elements repeated merging and splitting. Just as one and infinite are one, coalescence and division were no different.

In this way, the sphere turned into a square-shaped translucent object.

It was hot, but also cold.

It was bright, but also dark.

The beginning and end of great magic is now in my hands.

—–

Lancelot looked a little taken aback.

“What is that magic…?”

“A symbol of an imperfect beginning and an end. And a complete end.”

A magical crystal that even Werner in his perfect days had to lie down for a week after using it once.

“… This is how it feels. Putting all things on your hands…”

To be honest, even Werner couldn’t use this Ars Magia perfectly. It was nothing more than a broad-scale dissipation period in which the restraints of magical power that bound these forces that strongly repulsed and pushed back were forcibly released and the repulsive action exploded as it was. It was a 50-point magic that was developed successfully, but the operation method was not created.

However, even though it was imperfect, it was different from other magic. It was the ultimate killer move that completely annihilated an island nation. If I use it now, it will involve me and Lancelot, as well as Camellia, Squa, and the children she will be carrying, as well as nearby cities. But I didn’t care.

my life? Lives to be entangled in? It’s good. The cubs should be killed here.

If I don’t kill this bastard, many more lives will be wasted. If so, a certain amount of sacrifice would be indispensable. Originally, everything comes with unavoidable sacrifices.

[Idiot, that’s not how you write.]

two hundred? Why can I hear her voice? obviously dead

[You said it earlier. One moment is forever. So even though it’s a very short gap, I’m talking to you. Stop right now.]

“Get out of here! That bastard is going to fucking kill me!”

[So it’s like affirming what that bastard said, but is it okay? It’s not your way to protect your pride even if you die.]

“Then what should I do? There’s no other way than this!”

[My Baeksa, my beloved friend. No, Werner, there will always be good adults around you. So don’t make decisions so hastily.]

“What?”

[You’ll find out soon. And I love you.]

That’s how the moment my first love whispered was erased as if it never existed. And someone grabbed my wrist. It wasn’t Cameria, her warm, slightly trembling hand…

“You stupid bastard… Are you planning on wiping out the whole area…?”

“Hah… old man…? What the hell is this…”

I wasn’t the only one surprised. Frustrated Camellia was also shocked and couldn’t keep her mouth shut, and Lancelot’s pupils were also dilated.

“Heavenly Demon… surely dead…?”

“I should have killed him… I guess I was mistaken…?”

The Heavenly Demon coughed up blood and replied.

“Yes, the main seat is definitely dead. But…”

He clenched his fists and began to stare at us with the same burning, fighting eyes as before.

“If you thought that death could stop me, it would be a big mistake. For the sake of my comrades, I could do as much as I could to cross the line between life and death…”

“Even so, it doesn’t change that they are all dying corpses.”

“Black-winged swordsman, no, demon who only took the form of a black-winged swordsman… I will take your life today. I will take your life and restore the honor of my teacher.”

Is that bastard the Black Winged Swordsman, the teacher of the Heavenly Demon? I’ve heard that the black-winged sword is a person without a speck of uncleanness, but that bastard is just a lump of uncleanness?

“It’s an interesting prank. A third-rate mage who brings out dangerous things to die together in a fit of rage, a third-rate swordsman who loses his sword due to emotions, and a heavenly demon swayed by affection. What can we do together?”

“I can do this.”

The Heavenly Demon old man grabbed the Ars Magia placed in my hand, broke it, and absorbed a tremendous amount of mana inside it.

“I’ll borrow it for a moment. And this won’t put a strain on your body…”

The Heavenly Demon absorbed Ars Magia’s mana as well as the burden it brought to her body.

“Old man, if you absorb it as it is…!”

“Anyway, life was given a short reprieve. The priority would be to save even one young man who made a foolish decision.”

After saying that, the body of the Heavenly Demon began to change. From the old man to the body of a young man, from a young man to the body of a young white-haired boy.

“Is it anti-romanticism… Even if you use it now, it will only extend your short lifespan by a few minutes, and the fact of dying will not change. That’s right.”

“Black Winged Swordsman, even if it takes your whole life, you won’t understand. The meaning of what you have to protect even if you throw away your pride.”

“what…”

The Heavenly Demon spread her hands. Then, a transparent orb formed around Camellia and me. It was like being trapped inside a huge sphere.

“Brother! What are you doing! Release this right now!”

“Heavenly Demon! What are you doing!”

“Young people are very noisy. If an adult gives it to you, you should know how to receive it with gratitude.”

The Heavenly Demon smiled broadly at me.

“There are no… traitors among us. Tell Zeke not to push himself too hard, tell the two ignorant bastards to stop fighting. And… tell Squa to not cry when he hears of my death and will… the best friend like you.” Tell them that you are happy with this.”

Then, it came closer to a transparent sphere and placed its hand in the direction facing my hand.

“Just as we are no different from holding hands even if this transparent curtain of energy blocks us, even if the wall of life and death blocks us, it is no different as if I am always by your side.”

Before he could reply, the transparent sphere shattered the ceiling at high speed and ascended to the ground.

—–

“…Why didn’t you tell me about the traitor’s existence?”

The Heavenly Demon, remembering the sad eyes the traitor was making and the facial expression he stabbed, decided not to let the traitor know.

“A human like you wouldn’t understand it in a lifetime. But I don’t have to explain.”

“So, is that the end of the will?”

“No, my will is…”

The Heavenly Demon gathered the spirit in both hands. Instead of being black like a crow’s feather, pure white energy like a cloud took the shape of a sphere.

It wasn’t from the technique taught by the Blackwing Sword Master, but from Werner’s magic…

“It will be the sound of your left eye exploding.”

Baekcheon Gongah