995 The true face of the legendary holy sword
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Noah dreamed for the first time in a long time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
I dreamed of the final battle between the saint and the demon king.
It's as if I'm going to make all the dreams I've had before.
Today, Noah once again watched the whole process of the final battle between the saint and the demon king from the perspective of God.
And it seems that he is planning to finish all the follow-ups.
Noah saw the saddest memory of his contract elf's life.
"Poof!"
In the depths of the dim and lightless fortress, the dazzling silver holy sword that illuminated the space and dispelled the darkness went straight through the heart of the demon king who was burning with pitch-black flames, bursting out with extremely poignant flashes.
"Whoaa
His heart was pierced, and his whole body was shrouded in the light of the Demon Slayer, which had turned into a mass of resentment, and the Demon King, who had lost his senses, let out a creepy roar.
"Bang---!"
Possessed by the Demon King, the Vorpal Sword, which now belonged to the strongest Sword Maihime, fell to the ground, causing a crisp sound.
"Hum!"
Imprinted on the Demon King's body, the spirit imprint representing the seventy-two pillars of the elves he commanded gradually disappeared and disappeared under the shroud of the strong light.
Just like the legend says.
The Demon Slayer, which has the terrifying spell resistance that can be broken even between the elves and the elves, directly eliminates the contract between the Demon King and the seventy-two pillars of the elves he serves, and liberates all the elves of the Demon King.
And in this burst of strong light, the figure of the demon king, which was like a mass of resentment, also seemed to be purified, and gradually dissipated, and it didn't take long for it to completely disappear from this world.
The holy woman holding the Demon Slayer, Aresia, turned pale. He sat limply and fell to the ground.
Fight to the death with the Demon King who has inherited the power of the Dark Elf King.
Even if the other party is just a clump of resentment that is not fully awakened, he is still an extremely terrifying opponent.
Although she didn't suffer any decent injuries, Arethea's divine energy had long since been depleted, and her eyes were full of exhaustion.
"Zheng---!"
The Demon Slayer that was held tightly in Eresia's hand lit up, and gradually turned into a human form in a burst of light particles.
That. It is the body of the Demon Slayer - Esther.
"Master." Esther looked at her master, although her face was expressionless, but her eyes couldn't help but show a little worry.
"Are you alright?"
"Esther..."Aresia set her eyes on her contract elf, looking at her very cute face but not a trace of emotion, and smiled slightly.
"Don't worry, I'm fine..."
However, instead of being reassured, Esther's heart was pinched.
Arethea may not have found it.
She is called a saint by the world, at this moment. The smile on his face looked so sad and heartbreaking.
"Master—" Esther's heart began to beat faster, and she couldn't help but say.
"You... Are you really okay? ”
Ellesia didn't say anything more, just kept looking at Esther, as if she wanted to keep Esther's appearance in her heart forever, and the smile on her face became sadder and sadder.
That look, it was as if he had some bad realization, which made Esther feel an ominous premonition.
"Click..."
It was in this moment. A strange noise came from the girl named Ellethea.
It was like something condensing.
Then, under the manifestation of Esther's pupils constricting. The saint with a sad smile on her face started from her ankle and gradually changed.
Gradually, it condensed into beautiful elven ore crystals.
"Click, click, click..."
As the strange noises became more and more frequent, Arethea's body crystallized little by little, turning the soft delicate body into a hard crystal.
"Lord... Master?! Esther's expressionless face finally showed panicked emotion.
"Esther—" Aresia put her right hand, which she could still move, on the panicked Esther's head, still with that sad smile that broke her heart.
"Don't look like that. I knew it was going to be like this from the beginning. ”
As she said this, Eresia's fingertips began to crystallize.
And at this time, Esther saw it.
On the back of Eresia's hand, the elven sigil that represented the unbreakable pact with Esther was shining brightly.
Not the holy white light like Esther's elven costume, but the pitch-black light like the night.
See this scene. Esther understood.
The crystallization of Aresia comes from itself.
Derived from a contract with the strongest sword elves.
This is something that even Esther doesn't know.
Because, before meeting Arethea, Esther had never made a contract with any of the elves.
So, at this moment, Esther understood.
That's a curse.
In the past, it was a curse that was broken by the Demon Slayer.
The Demon Slayer is an elven costume with the highest level of spell resistance, which can eliminate all elven magic and curses.
However, those curses did not disappear from this world, but accumulated in this holy sword.
When the curses accumulated in the Holy Sword reach a certain critical point, then the Holy Sword, which has accumulated countless curses, will return all these curses back to its contractor.
In other words, Esther is not a holy sword.
Allowing the user to exchange his life for great power, Esther is undoubtedly a magic sword.
Now, the Demon King Solomon, who has turned his entire person into a mass of resentment, has been purified, and the curse accumulated in the Demon Slayer has finally reached a critical point.
"How... Why..."Esther held Erecia's hand that was gradually turning into hard elven ore with trembling little hands, and shook his head like a master.
"Lord... Master... I... I do not know... I didn't know anything like that..."
Hearing this, Ellesia smiled shallowly.
"I know, Esther didn't know it would happen, so, it's not your fault."
"Master—" Esther said in a trembling voice.
"You... You knew it was going to be... Also..."
"yes, Esther." Ellesia stroked Esther's long silver-white hair with a serene expression.
"I volunteered."
In order to save the continent invaded by the Demon King.
Eresia, known as the Savior, chose to fight even though she knew the nature of Aester.
Chosen, this ending...
"No... No—" Aster's little hand caress Erecia's gradually crystallized body, and her childish voice trembled more and more.
"Don't... Don't..."
Ellesia just looked at Esther, and the expression on her face became more and more serene, more and more gentle.
In the end, Aresia left such a sentence.
"Goodbye, Esther..."
The words fell, carrying the expectations of the people of the entire era, and continued to fight against the demon king of calamity, and the saint who had been lonely all her life turned her entire head into crystals.
Esther just stared blankly at Eresia, who was like a statue, turned into crystals, and still had a serene and gentle smile on her face, and couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.
Keeping it this way, Esther accompanied Eresia for three years.
Three years later, Esther sealed himself in a sword in the Demon King's castle.
In order not to let the sinful self make a contract with others.
In order not to lose the most important people again.
Esther made a vow to herself before she fell asleep.
In this life, I will never open my heart to anyone again.
Until, the appearance of that man...
……
Soft sunlight shines through the window, waking Noah from his sleep.
Noah slowly opened his eyes, but he just looked at the ceiling, stretched out his hand, and clenched Esther, who was resting next to the pillow and turned into a short sword, in his hand.
The force is strong enough to crush ordinary stones.
After half a ring, Noah lifted the quilt and got up from the bed.
On the bed next to her, Linsila and Carol hugged each other and slept very sweetly.
Noah took Esther and walked out of the room quietly. (To be continued.) )