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Chapter 50 : Echoes of Solia and Lunasha

You are who? What is this place? What is that stone?

[So, Lia···?]

And who is that Solia?

Several questions swirled in his mind. They tangled like cars trying to pass through a narrow road and weren’t easily spit out.

Therefore, the first thing I uttered was not a question but a denial.

“I am not Solia.”

[······? But your energy is clearly······.]

The energy the owner of the black armor was talking about. With that, I roughly realized how I must look.

Probably, he was sensing me in a form similar to what Rakallushad saw.

Then why does he recognize me as Solia?

Then, the Sunstone flashed through my mind.

The Sunstone that disappeared without a trace when I came to my senses. What if it didn’t just disappear?

What if it affected me in the process of meeting the owner of the platinum armor? Or what if it came into me?

‘Then it makes sense that they mistake me for Solia.’

It was clear that the being in front of me and Rakallushad had a different perspective from normal beings.

Like how some animals can detect ultraviolet or infrared rays that humans cannot perceive.

But I am a blue dragon and a person with a human mind. The Solia they were sensing was only the energy of the Sunstone.

I pointed that out exactly before we continued our conversation.

[If it’s not Solia··· how are you here···?]

He too spoke with confusion. But we didn’t have time to solve all the questions.

I didn’t know when I would be able to leave here, and he was dying.

Therefore, I steered the conversation so that he could cooperate.

“Do you know Rakallushad?”

[······!!!]

“You seem to know. To put it bluntly, Rakallushad has awakened.”

[What nonsense······ Cough! Ha, ha. That guy’s henchman was clearly sealed by the sacrifice of the children. It’s impossible.]

The owner of the armor coughed up blood, furious at Rakallushad’s name.

I quickly calmed him down and put the hypothesis I was thinking of into words.

“Don’t worry. Rakallushad is dead.”

[······What?]

“It may be that our time zones are different.”

Rakallushad was not a newly born being. The relic that was visible among the mountains that collapsed as the guy emerged would be the work of the ‘children’ he was talking about.

When I mentioned the ruins, the owner of the armor went silent. Then he spoke in a tone that had cooled down in an instant.

[······Did you touch the Moonstone?]

“Moonstone?”

[The flesh and piece of Him that Lunasha gave us to seal Rakallushad. It must have been a black stone.]

So that was the Moonstone. He accepted my silence as affirmation and muttered softly.

[An eternity has passed··· and even the children have become dust of time······.]

I think it’s inevitable to fall into emotion when it’s time to die. But I couldn’t let it go.

He also knew that fact well.

[Then the reason why you mistook me for Solia is··· you must have touched the Sunstone that Solia’s followers kept somewhere. The reason you can contact me is··· surely because of Lunasha’s power in the Moonstone.]

Cough.

His hand trembled.

[Time, is running out. You, how much do you know about Rakallushad and ‘it’?]

I reflected on what I knew in response to his question. It was almost nothing.

“I should say··· I know almost nothing. But I have fully recognized the danger.”

[Sigh, it’s more than you think. Because Solia and Lunasha sacrificed themselves to barely stop it.]

Information that began to come in an instant. But I didn’t dissect each of them in detail, not until after our conversation.

“Who is the ‘Him’ that Rakallushad spoke of?”

[I can’t say.]

“······?”

[He has already been banished from the world. Lunasha has imprisoned herself to block the passage through which ‘it’ came. As he left, his name also became something that is not of this world.]

I roughly understood that he couldn’t say it because of his words.

How do you define something that is not in this world? He was saying that.

[If it comes back······ you will naturally know. His name that will blacken and burn everything red.]

It was clear that his expression could not be seen due to the helmet, but I could sense his emotions.

Anger, sadness, regret, worry······. He was worried about the world where they disappeared and Rakallushad woke up.

“······I don’t want to know at all. Then what should I do?”

[······?]

“What should I do to stop the guy, I mean?”

There was a moment of silence at my question, and his blue eyes lit up.

[······Gather everyone together, and dig up the traces of the past.]

Advice that started with one word began to be directly imprinted in my mind. I accepted it completely without rejecting it.

[Use the wisdom left by the sun and moon.]

Dig up the civilizations of Solia and Lunasha that will be buried all over the world and gather knowledge about them.

[Find the first seed that the sky raised.]

Find the being that they created to restore the broken world, the World Tree.

[Destroy the disasters that will be buried and asleep.]

Find the beings who will be sealed somewhere in the world like Rakallushad and get rid of them in advance.

[······And finally, find Solia’s last angel and Lunasha’s first devil.]

If you find the two who were sealed at the end of the eternal battle and liberate them, it will be a great help.

The owner of the armor’s words gradually diminished after that. I approached him to give him the words he wanted before he died.

“I will definitely stop it. Like you did. No, even more. Because I have that kind of power.”

[·········Thank you.]

“Can you, tell me your name?”

[Ellario. The first knight to praise the glorious Lunasha.]

With that, my vision gradually turned black, and his body was buried in it.

A little later, I was on the ruined mountain.

I looked around, feeling a new power. A pure and brilliant power.

If you call it fantasy-style······ it was a power that could be called divine power.

Aria Craystist had a dream. The earth and mountains were dry, and the wind was fierce, as if a harsh winter had come.

The wind that made the small, soft cheeks sting caused Aria to frown.

For some reason, Aria didn’t like the field surrounding her.

So she unknowingly reached out her hand towards the sky and towards the ground.

And then, a golden starlight emanated from her side. The starlight in the shape of a dragon entered Aria’s body before she could even recognize it.

A voice rang in Aria’s head as she was about to touch the ground.

[Child who has received the light of the tribe.]

“······?”

Aria looked around slowly, though it was a situation surprising enough. But there was no one around her who could talk to her.

While Aria was thinking about the unusual phenomenon surrounding her, she murmured to someone who had called her.

“Dragon······ are you?”

She had never seen the Dragon that Rachel spoke of. She just saw the blue light wandering in the sky in her last dream, and she guessed that it might be a being called a dragon.

So Aria thought she wanted to actually see the Dragon.

But someone spoke to her without showing himself. Aria thought that only God could do this.

[Dragon···. You could say yes, and you could say no.]

Could it be yes? Could it be no? Aria was curious, but she didn’t say it out loud.

Soon, that voice continued.

[Child who has been exposed to starlight closer than anyone. Remember.]

Remember.

At that moment, the field surrounding her began to be dyed golden.

[You are destined to illuminate the world with starlight and save it. The polluted world will regain new life from your fingertips.]

As if a drop of water had fallen on a lake, the starlight emanating from Aria’s fingers as they touched the ground began to envelop the whole earth.

[But do not be conceited. Your true destiny lies elsewhere.]

When Aria turned her head, a more brilliant golden light than the starlight she had sprinkled on the ground came down from the sky. Aria instinctively felt that the power of the star she felt in her body came from there.

[The dragon, and the child who holds the dragon. To take care of the two beings. That is the true duty that will be entrusted to you.]

Rachel.

Aria murmured the name of the child who would be her destiny.

Dragon.

Aria found the god who illuminates her destiny. Along with that, Aria’s vision, which had been dyed gold, was dyed white.

Slowly, Aria’s eyes opened, and a child was contained in her gaze.


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