MEMORIZE

Magnakarta's request was simpler than I thought.

First of all, turn back the seal. In the process of reversing the seal, he/she turned the road and asked for help for the soul to settle inside the body. In a word, he said he would take care of the rest, so thaw the body of the great hero frozen in the coffin and put the soul of himself and the great hero in turn.

The soul was a tiny sphere now floating in front of it. Two spheres, black and white. This was the soul of Magnakarta and the great hero.

It was not until I heard that that I could fully understand Magnakarta's intentions.

First, I want to look around the human world.

It is possible enough to take the body of a great hero.

Second, I will avenge the great hero.

Magnakarta asked for his soul first in the body of the great hero, then in addition to the great hero. In other words, the owner of the body was in fact a great hero, but Magnakarta takes control of the body by entering first.

So what happens to the second great hero? It is to be a tenant who has been deprived of his house.

And thirdly, I want to go to rest in peacefully.

Come to think of it, a series of processes can be seen as the dragon's soul in the human body. This meant that the wavelengths of each other did not match.

Also, considering Hangyeol's case, the body and soul tend to be drawn in the direction in which their wavelengths fit. In other words, he became a tenant out of nowhere, but the spirit of the great hero cannot stand still. I will try my best to regain control of the body somehow.

Even so, of course, Magnakarta would not stand still.

This process, namely, while the ill-waisted souls continue to stay and fight for initiative, the bodies of the great heroes will not endure and crack. And when the crack gets out of hand, there's only one way left.

It's death. When the body dies, the soul ascends, and this is what Magnakarta said. In a way, it is a battle of initiative that can be seen as an extension of the great war.

"One, one, two, three, five....”

I started pressing the beads one by one from the left as Magnakarta told me.

It was not until the fifth of the seven beads was pressed five times before the hand stopped. There were two beads that had not been pressed yet, but Magnakarta did not even touch them because they made a new request that they should never touch them.

Then I slowly raised both hands. Now the rest of the work is to put your hands on the palm of the coffin and inject mana. As you slowly look around, feeling the touch of a cold brick, you can see a standing tombstone and a magic gin filling the hall.

In fact, I don't know in detail what it means to press the beads. But since the great hero has already prepared everything, for me, I just need to look at the good and eat rice cake.

With a touch of gratitude to the great hero, who was now shivering, I pulled up all my strength and spilled it into the coffin.

Then a change immediately began to occur in the dark, magical camp. Maybe the Mana beads from some kind of device has started up, when pressed, in an instant, as soon as reaction takes place.

Slurp, slurp!

The response was wilder than expected. Around the coffin where I was standing, seven green-colored flames begin to spread in different directions.

The ever-expanding green flames stopped when they reached the tombstone set up at the end of the magic camp. The seven stones that were burned are quickly colored green.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The tombstone then emitted a brilliant jade with a strong vibrating sound, and soon there was a huge discharge.

Crack!

I burst out loud enough to make my ears ring.

I covered my ears reflexively. It's a good thing that the ceiling is open, but if the hall was an enclosed space, the storm would have been no joke.

Soon after the binge, the larger green flames returned from the tombstone.

Squish! Squish!

The fire, which quickly reached the center, wound up the coffin as if swallowing. Then, a green spark popped up, and soon the light spread round and the imprint on the floor began to shine. As if pouring iron into a mold, I began to expand the range around where I was standing.

And as the tubes sympathize with this phenomenon, they begin to rattle and vibrate.

It was not long before the entire magic jeans turned green.

"Gasp."

I stopped breathing for an instant without realizing it. This is because I suddenly felt a hot energy in the palm of my hand on the coffin. No, it wasn't just the hands. As if the whole coffin was heated up, an unexpected heat was rising around me.

As soon as I looked closely at the coffin, I found one peculiarity.

There was a long gap just below the part where the lid of the coffin was thought to be, and the water was leaking down.

Come to think of it, did you say that the great hero's body was frozen? As soon as I thought of it, I could see the identity of the water. Perhaps the ice surrounding the body of a great hero is the water that melts and flows out of the fire in the magic camp.

Rattle rattle rattle rattle rattle rattle rattle rattle rattle rattle rattle rattle rattle!

Then, as if I was right. For one moment, I felt the two hands attached to the figure fall off with a strong shaking of the coffin.

Up to this point, as Magnakarta said. I quickly took a step back.

It was then. I was still looking forward, and I could see the lid of the coffin suddenly opening wide.

And a little later.

Flap, flap!

There was a sound of water shaking. At the same time, someone slowly began to rise from the inside of the coffin. A limp body floats into the air as if it were caught and pulled up by something.

It's finally out. I was finally able to see a great hero.

The body was covered with armor and other equipment, as the armor was worn during his lifetime. But as the man said, the face of the great hero was a beautiful woman.

My eyes were closed, but I thought my eyes would be beautiful when I saw my thin and long eyebrows. Under his pale nose, he could see ice-glowing lips, and his chin, which was seen below, was drawing a thin line.

The impression looked expressionless overall, but the silvery hair like waterfalls and partly exposed wet skin were white. In addition, even the half-armor on the body was emitting a pale silver lining, and there was a holy and holy atmosphere that was hard to approach.

Anyway, she had a pretty beautiful look, but that's it for the appreciation. Because I was almost at the end and it was time for me to move again.

After calming down once.

I stared at two spheres still floating in the air. Black sphere and white sphere. Among them, I slowly raised my hand and pushed the black sphere into the rising body. The black sphere then flowed into the body of the great hero as if it had waited.

And that was the moment.

It's so loud!

For an instant, a dazzling discharge occurred in front of my eyes, and the noise of the tombstone also increased, filling the surroundings.

At the same time, the great hero's body shook violently and was surrounded by a bright glow. But it's not over yet. Then another change began without a break. The silvery hair, which was flowing with a subtle light, began to dye into a dark, dark, reddish color.

By the time the hair was completely pitch-black.

Pajik! Pajik!

The spark, which was blowing a fierce flame, died down a little. Then, the fine eyelids begin to tremble.

After waiting so long, the eyes opened wide and the black eyes sprinkled with a deep light were revealed. And as soon as those eyes turned towards me, I could predict the success of Magnakarta.

Now that the soul, which was considered the most difficult, has succeeded in settling down, at least it has crossed the octal ridge.

Facing the mellow eyes, I opened my mouth quietly.

"Shall we?"

The answer was not heard. But the woman, or Magnakarta, replaced the answer with a single blink.

I smiled a little. And without a moment's hesitation, the remaining sphere was pushed into the body.

Then he turned around and started walking to the Clan One. Now that the two souls are going to bump into each other and there will be a huge mana storm, it would be better to keep the distance as low as possible than to be close.

In the meantime, Clan One remained as far back as they could from the magic camp. And the visible faces are all the same. As I approached them, they all poured out questionable eyes.

"Ki, Kim Soo-hyun. What's going on here...?”

As expected, Vivien, the queen of curiosity, took the first word off, but I shook my head calmly. It is impossible to explain everything that is happening now, and it was already played in harmony with Magnakarta, so I could not say anything recklessly.

"Let me know! Let me know! I'm dying of curiosity!"

But still a whine came out and I pointed forward.

Crack!

Then, coincidentally, a deafening roar rang the hall again.

I frowned before I knew it, and when I looked at it again, I could see the sight of liberation at the end of the day.

The body of a great hero, circling and rising into the air. Black and white stalks fighting around the body, drawing numerous parabolic lines.

The two souls seemed to fight fiercely at first, but they were leaning to one side as time went by. The white stem slowly faded, leaving only afterimage, and the black stem gradually expanded its scope.

Then, in the past, the body of a great hero was completely eaten by a group of black lights. Although the great hero was the original master, Magnakarta, who previously occupied the body, won.

In other words, it means it's over.

Whoo!

As soon as I thought so, the glare of light filled my view.

I closed my eyes gently in the glare of light enough to fill the hall.

Suddenly, it occurred to me that there were many occasions when I closed my eyes on this expedition. So, when I return to the Medical House after this, I am sure that I will ask Ko to ride a herbal car that improves her eyes.

How long has it been since then?

It doesn't seem like much time has passed. As I opened my eyes feeling the sensation of making my eyes faint, I could see a lump of black color slowly sinking to the floor.

Soon my vision was completely restored and I opened my eyes wide.

Suddenly, the lump of light that came down to the floor was loosening the stem light starting from the top as if it were loosening the string.

Soon after, when all the light was flowing down.

Although it had faded a little, it was only in the middle of the still radiant light that revealed a woman.

a pitch-black hair flowing down in white armor. And the pitch-black eyes that look at me.

Finally, Magnakarta succeeded in resurrecting the body of a great hero.

Magnakarta closed his eyes gently. It is not until thousands of years that they try to savor the joy of liberation, but they gently smile, leaning their heads back. I heard Clan members say something, but I stared at Magnakarta without saying anything.

As the light and noise gradually subsided.

Magnakarta, who opened his eyes calmly, began to narrow the distance from me one step at a time. It was a more natural step considering that it had been frozen for a long time. The green flames that surrounded the body seemed to play a role in returning the body to normal.

Magnakarta stopped strutting about two meters away from me. I heard a gulp of saliva somewhere.

"Kim Soo-hyun, can you explain what's going on right now?"

Is it because the phenomenon that happened earlier or the energy from the woman in front of him is unusual?

Heo Joon-young, who had always been calm, also sounded nervous this time.

There's nothing that can't be done. I nodded once and then nodded for Magnakarta. Then Magnakarta, who received my signal, smiled softly.

It was then.

Come on, Chaeng!

Whoosh!

For an instant, a clear sword sound rang and Magnakarta's new brother rushed to me. A weapon, which appeared to be a holy sword, was held in his hand.

It wasn't such a powerful attack, perhaps because he was still in an imperfect condition. But if I stay still like this, there's no room for my throat to be pierced.

Nevertheless, however, I have not taken any action. The Magnakarta offensive was not a mixture of life. Also, white light was leaking from my heart at some point, and I didn't really have to move.

Deep!

Two seconds later, I heard a gentle dig into the flesh. It wasn't from my body, it was from Magnakarta's body.

Looking down, I saw a black sword stopping with only a piece of paper in it. The tip of the sword is shaking to see if it gives me strength to pierce my neck somehow. However, he was unable to move forward as if he had been blocked by something.

I patted my chest calmly. This confirmed that the token of Magna carta's pledge was properly invoked.

As I raised my eyes again, I saw Magna Carta, who stopped standing tall in front of me. And around Magnakarta's body, there were four or more sergeants sprinkling cold light.

Heo Joon-young's unique long sword was slanted on his neck, while Nam Da-eun's Seol-ah and Cha Sa-rim's Arcus spear were aimed at both legs. I felt a cool sensation on my neck, and I felt like you had an arrow over your shoulder.

It wasn't just him. When she turned to the side, the well was poking Magnakarta in the ribs, her red eyes fluttering.

"Cough!"

Magna Carta, soon coughing up.

After checking that the light from my chest was gradually fading, I quietly opened my mouth.

"Why. I didn't have to check like this.”

"Cough! Bo, look...To give you more solid faith. By the way, do you have good men? I didn't think you'd really stab me. Cough, cough!

When calm conversation came and went, Clan members looked back at me with questionable eyes. As soon as he removed each weapon he was aiming at, Magnakarta took a few steps back, rubbing its sides.

After a while, Magnakarta, who took his breath, opened his mouth with a beautiful voice.

"This proves what I'm saying is true. Now, would you give your colleagues time to clear up the misunderstanding?"

"As much as you want."

At this point, Clan One, who has a quick head rotation, must have noticed what is going on. Nevertheless, the fierce look of the fire still lingers.

Now that he realized that the way to prove the truth was wrong, Magnakarta shrugged his shoulders and put his sword in.

"My name is Helena Lou Ayens."

Then he lowered his hands slowly and smiled softly and continued.

"She was the last star of Alcatraz, and she was called a great hero."

*

Alcatraz's Last Star, the Great Hero Helena Lou Ayens.

The reason why he didn't reveal his identity was because there was a special request from Magnakarta. He said he wanted to act as a great hero while he was alive, but he allowed it because it didn't matter much. To adapt to Clan life in the future, at least a great hero would be better than a magna carta (and I also decided to call it a great hero in the future).

But for a little help, I returned the resurrection of the great hero to what I chose. It is an adaptation that I coaxed a great hero who knew his sins and tried to repent.

When told so, the Clan members then looked at Helena Lou Ayens with a slightly softened gaze. There was still an undesirable Clan One, but not to the point of vehement opposition to Clan Lord's decision.

Frankly speaking, neither Vivien nor Sasha had a good relationship with us from the beginning. What's more, since we signed a pledge as a token of the contract, is there any concern?

When I explained earlier that the attack on me was just a confirmation process of the contract, the Clan members nodded with generally accepted countenance.

And as expected, Clan One was also a user of Hallplane. Finally, as soon as we finished talking with the tombstone of our aspirations, we all started to look at each other alternately with anticipated eyes.

"Then it's your turn to keep your word.”

"Of course. Did you touch the sixth and seventh beads earlier?"

"Not at all."

"That's enough. It doesn't take long to trigger, so in the meantime, please give a brief explanation to your colleagues."

Now that much of her physical condition has returned, Helena, who has finished talking, turned around and began to swirl along. Then Clan members surrounded me in a flash and gave me sparkling eyes. It's an unspoken pressure to say it quickly..

"Excuse me, brother."

At that time, I heard a cautious voice and turned my eyes, and I saw Han-byul tilting her head.

"Why?"

"Promise? What do you mean?”

For a moment, I thought, "Oops." I led the story to the revival of my own accord, because the promise was a nuance that we had made a deal.

I opened my mouth in a nonchalant voice, trying not to be bothered.

"Oh, I convinced him. To be honest, I lied a little bit about the souls' reactions. At first, I felt so guilty...Anyway, I told him we could meet later with the Sword of the Swear, and I told him to apologize in person. That's why I think it's tempting. That's why I asked you to invoke the Aspirational Monument in return for your help."

I felt that it was a lie with many holes even when I told myself. I thought about just saying that it would be revealed over time anyway, but I thought it would be better to move on for now. Anyway, Magna Carta, no, Helena, I promised you something.

However, Han-byeol gently frowned as if he was still unconvinced.

"…Really? But I don't know why, but I'm weird. No behavior or attitude, no guilt at all."

"Kim Hanbyeol. Let's stop. I don't think that's important right now."

At that time, Heo Joon-young stepped forward and restrained Hanbyeol's words. I laughed bitterly. His acting skills seem to have fallen far short these days. I think Heo Joon-young was the first to notice.

Hanbyul looked at Heo Jun-young with a cold look, but soon closed her mouth.

I sighed briefly, thinking I should watch my mouth from now on. And Magna Carta...Damn it.

As I heard from Helena, Lou, Ayens, I gave a brief description of the tombstone of Aspiration. That each user is given only one chance. And if individual greed comes first, aspirations may not be triggered.

"This is a little vague….”

"Individual greed. There's no way you can know that.”

After hearing the explanation, the Clan members all expressed reluctance.

In fact, it was the same for me as well, so there was nothing else to say. This is because most of the wishes themselves stem from individual greed. But if you limit that greed, do you really have a wish to make?

It was then.

Roar! Roar!

While everyone was thinking hard about their aspirations, the sound of something moving hit their ears.

Let's look back at the body into the center, before they could see a monument and move into the center of magic. And with the tombstone centered around it, the remaining six monuments were a total of six.

Then, as Helena moves her arms, the green light begins to spread round the center of the tombstone with the sound of the majestic sound.

And

Soon the green light, which painted the front of the tombstone, showed a serene landscape, almost as if there were waves in the water. It was as if he was looking at a portal into the summoning room.

And I could feel it in my gut.

The tombstone of desire was triggered.

============================ Review of the work ============================

Oh, my. Finally, we're at the tombstone of our aspirations. I've crossed the octal ridge. Hah, hah, hah.

To be honest, it would be better if there were fewer people. I don't think it'll be possible for all those people to write down their wishes one by one, and I'm planning to illuminate about three or four people. I'm just going to write down the results of the remaining Clan members' wishes.

So let's fill out the answers to the expected questions here.

1. A woman again?!

Sol) But the mind is male.

2. Anyway, the body is a woman. He's the target, right? Aren't there too many women around Kim Soo-hyun?

Sol ) Ah. You don't have to worry. I brought this dragon just to screw him around, but it's not a target at all. The life span is already set.

3. What? Then why did you save him?

Sol) It's useful in many places. You can raise the standard of the magic wizards ahead of the Steel Mountains, and you can solve many problems related to Magia, the magical city. Of course, it will also help boost power.

4. So what's Bedsin's plan for the dragon?

Sol) Never, never will. Although sexual content may come out jokingly, the probability of actually writing is 0%. If I imagine writing such a story, I think I would have a strong repulsion because I'm a man in my mind.

5. Wait. Wasn't there a dragon on the tarot card?

Sol ) Yes, that's right. However, the dragon is not a dragon. Whoo hoo hoo. :D

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