A big rainbow was hung in the blue sky without clouds.
White, not seven colors. It is a pure white rainbow.
Rainbow Road The light falls on the land of Hyfolia, sometimes turning into a road. It is called the right path in the Holy Sword World.
Blessed Heaven says that if you are brave and follow the right path, Hyfolia will be blessed by the Lord God, Aife.
The hunting nobles of Hyfolia must not deviate from the right path at any time. When the white rainbow appears in front of them, they walk straight there.
Even if the destination is dead.
For, Rainbow Road is their conscience embodied in the order of the Holy Lord Aife. Tr ans lat e d by ｊp mt l.c o m
Just now, a man walking slowly on the rainbow road in the sky, led by his conscience, has come this far.
Hair with gray hair, wrinkles carved in the face, and a mustache. He is old and has diminished now, but he is a hunter who was told to keep up with the invasive seas when he was young.
The head of Hyfolia is St. King Ordov Heinriel.
The White Rainbow He stepped into the center of the glow. It was a grave stone temple floating in the sky.
Ordov follows the cobblestone floor and stands in front of the altar. The back is covered by the glow of a rainbow.
When he clasps his hand, the spirit god sword Evansmana appears with light. Ordo gently dropped the holy sword he held.
T r a nsl ated by jp m tl .co ｍ The glow of the white rainbow is cut off, revealing what was hidden behind.
It was cold that overflowed. A cold, clear mass was visible. There is a black figure inside.
It was a huge icicle. Inside is Isaac, a non-invasive sea of Evezeino, a disaster world.
Ordow stared quietly at the man sleeping on the icicle.
"If you look at me now, you'll say you're old."
Ordov exhales briefly.
Then, without further speaking, he faced the icicle.
"-Did you decide?"
Out of nowhere, the voice of a man resounds.
He knew he would come, or Ordov never turned.
What came was a demonic young man.
Evil eyes that glow sharply and fiery red hair. The first Demon King was the ruined tyrant Amur.
"Thanks for your hard work, but did you tell him to wait outside?"
"You are not enough power now"
Amur walks up to the icicle.
"How to make this work" T ra ns lated by jp m t l .c o ｍ
With a fearless look, Amur turned his gaze on the Holy King.
"Is it good?"
After a moment, Ordov nods.
"I'm old. The next Holy King has no choice but to destroy the victims. I couldn't hide any more here."
"It's not a man who can easily die when he falls asleep."
As soon as Amur had said, Ordov replied.
"The people are not convinced that Isaac, who should have been sleeping in Evezeino, was in the temple of Hyfolia."
"It was a challenge with knowledge"
"Left. That was my right path. I can't impose irresponsibly on young people who don't know anything."
Ordov turns to Amur.
"My dream is over. Finally, I have to clean up the lies that came."
"So, should you return the victim to Evezeino?"
The Holy King nods.
"If we pause, we will not know that the calamity was in Hyfolia. You would think everyone was sleeping in Evezeino. Can you?"
Amur looks overhead. Tr a nsla ted by Ｊp ｍ tl.ｃoｍ
Although the temple has no roof, the upper part is covered by a light barrier. Behind him, for a moment, was seen a flying sea of trees hidden by concealment magic.
Entry into the world "The dark clouds in the world of calamity block the outside.
Then, a figure jumped down from the depths of the sea of trees.
It was the man who wore a cloak of dusk-Noah, who blew through the barrier very easily and landed in the temple. The silver long hair floats in the air as if in water.
"Then you will be known to others."
Noah says.
"Now, let's go to the disaster world. If you're there, it's easy to get in."
Then he silently stared at Amur.
"Once in a while, you bring in all the trouble."
Amur turned his face on Ordov, accepting it.
"There was just a spare time for the non-invasive sea. How much so."
"Thank you"
Ordow politely bowed to the ruined tyrant and tyrant.
"Let's swear by the pride of hunting aristocrats that we will reward them."
Amur and Noah lightly look away. Tran sl a ted by jpm t l .c om
And Noah pointed at the entrance to the temple. The door of light.
"How about that?"
Grin and Amur laughed at Noah's remark.
"That's why I'm tired of being with you"
Amur draws a magic circle. At the next moment, the door of light will burn in an instant, turning into ashes.
"What……?"
Ordov turns around in a confused manner, and this time the tyrant draws a magic circle.
Amur and Noah began to be sucked into their shadows.
"About my son, tell the truth. Your dreams are too regrettable to end here."
So Amur left behind and disappeared in the shadows.
Immediately after
"" -Her Majesty! ""
Two voices resonated.
When the door of light turned completely into ashes, a hole was formed in the barrier.
Two hunting aristocrats came through there. Rebrahard and Barzarondo.
As they approached their father, terrifyingly, they looked up at the icicle in front of them.
He squinted his eyes, looked into the abyss, and said that he had a bad premonition.
"... Her Majesty the King ..."
Lebrahard says.
"... No, my father. I want you to truly answer ..."
Lebrahard stares straight at his father.
Barzalond face down, holding his fist.
"Is it the Isaac who is in this icicle?"
The magic power of the main god emanating from the depths. The hunting aristocrat who knows Eve Zeino can't tell what it is.
After a few seconds of silence, Ordov said he was determined.
"That's it"
"……why……"
It was Barzarondo who blamed him.
"... We're the proud hunting nobles who hunt the evil beasts! Thousands and thousands of hunters have ever lost their lives to their fangs!"
To the enraging Barzarondo, Ordoff says apologeticly.
"I'm sorry, but Barzarondo-"
"I'm sorry! If you destroy Isaac the Evil, you can bless their world with the help of the Holy God."
"That's true, but."
"But there's no scarecrow! And the abominable ebb world walks on the right path and reincarnates as Hyfolia. You can wipe out those abominable beasts from the Ginsui Holy Sea. The little child will not be afraid of the destruction lion of Azenen. ''
"You're right, but"
"That's not our hunting aristocracy! But what exactly is this? You're a father, you've lost pride, you're off the road, and you've betrayed Hyfolia!"
Barzalond glares at the eyes of righteous indignation.
Ordov does not say anything, he merely expresses his sadness.
"... Is there no excuse ...? Do you admit it?"
"Lutz"
Lebrahard tells him to shy.
"I hope you calm down a bit"
"But my brother goes up. There is no single argument, but there is no excuse to prove it."
"You just squashed yourself, right?"
Barzarondo shuts his mouth.
Sure, it was written on the face.
"A person who has no ears to listen has no words to speak"
"... Gu, gugu ..."
At last he has regained his calm, and Barzalond has not tried to blame the King Ordov any more.
"father"
Lebrahard says, striving and calm.
"I feel the same as Lutz. If there is a reason, I want to tell you."
Ordov nods quietly.
"In ancient times, the disaster victim Isaac lost interest in the disaster world and fell asleep, because sleep was the strongest craving for the disaster victim."
Lebrahard hits each other.
"It's different."
"... What is different?"
"Izak has fallen asleep, following his vow. It was me who took the vow."
After a moment of silence, Lebrahard asked.
"What oath?"
"... I had a dream ..."
Ordov says, praying his eyes at his sons.
"I can't say it now. If either of you is elected Holy King, then I'll talk."
With his unwavering will in his eyes, Ordov declares clearly.
"The calamity returns to Evezeino today"
"It's ridiculous ...... that ridiculous story--"
Barbralond tries to go to the Holy King, and Lebrahard controls it.
"If you fall asleep by vow, destroying here is equivalent to deception."
Immediately Barzalondo refutes.
"It's not a shame to trap the beast. It saves a lot of lives."
"I'll save my pride and my life anyway. It's easy. I just need to be strong and straight."
Lebrahard said with a correct attitude and polite language.
"I'll come back here again, this time to hold on to the goddess sword and carry on His Majesty's dream."
Lebrahard respects his father Ordov.
If my father had a dream that did not come true in the midst of being a holy king, I thought that myself would come true.
It was a trivial matter for him what the content was. Because he believed that the dream that St. King Ordov had aimed for would be wonderful.
"What is Lutz?"
"If it's the right path, then there's no problem.
Barzalondo says that the frenzy is bad.
Seeing his fearless two sons, Ordoff relaxed his expression.
Barzarondo, which tends to get hot and has a little carelessness, but has a strong sense of justice. Rebrahard is gentle and courageous in some places.
These two were Ordov's treasures.
I have not told it directly. One day, when it was time to hand over the Holy King's throne to one, I was going to talk about that.
And that day will not be so far. He felt so intuitively from the appearance of the two who came here today.
"I won't say anything else"
With that in mind, Barzarondo turns his heels.
Then the icicles of the calamity Izaq began to sink into its shadow. This is the magic of the tyrant. I'm going to carry it in the shadows and bring it to Eve Zeino.
"Wait, Barzarondo"
Barzalondo stops.
"Lebrahard, keep in mind that, apart from the calamities, there is one more concern."
Ordov was so introductory and started talking.
"Don't you know that there are many small world powers at this time? It's old, but it didn't have much power. There's a stinking smell, it doesn't seem like there's more than one, or a deeper, deep world behind it. "
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