The Dark Magician Transmigrates After 66666 Years - Chapter 321

Chapter 42: Destiny (1)

"When are you back?"

Earl Wellton asked his son who suddenly appeared.

"When did your father really come here?"

Jamie was curious as well.

Heard that it was all right, but it was Earl Welton who should be on the border of the Cheshan Kingdom.

'no. Rather, that's why you're here in Heis.'

The world began to change rapidly.

It's already been a week since the magical world was sunk by the Nihru Church.

Heiss, too, has already reached a point where it is difficult to find a single person.

The capital is also being protected by a strong barrier, and other cities must have been the same.

In such a situation, Earl Welton must have been worried about his family and the estate, so it was not strange if he came running after a month.

Count Wellton said.

"Dad must have been about three days old."

"I haven't been back in a while."

"Where have you been? After listening to the apostle, he said that he had traveled to a distant place."

"I will tell you later. Rather, what about Sara with your mother?"

As the two of them spoke, the count's countenance darkened.

Seeing that expression, Jamie felt her heart sink.

Could it be that the two of them also fell victim to the Nihmu Church?

It was when I thought

"You have safely escaped to Apton."

Perhaps he wanted to make fun of his son, the Count released his serious expression and said hello to the two of them.

ha-!

Jamie let out a breath she had been holding back and sat down on the floor.

It's been a long time since I've felt my legs loosen up.

With a high probability, I thought I was hit by the Nihmu Church.

I was pretending to be as calm as possible, but my chest was hot like boiling lava.

'I'm really happy.'

What would you have done if you had been attacked by the Nihmu Church?

What is certain is that they must have somehow found them right here and killed them all.

Of course, I had no intention of forgiving them even now.

The timing has only been delayed, and Lennon is also obsessed with their vanity, so he must go rescue them.

When the time is right, I will make you beg me to kill you.

"I didn't expect you to be this surprised."

Earl Wellton smiled and reached out to his son.

Jamie smiled at each other and grabbed his father's hand and stood up from his seat.

"You were joking."

"I'm sorry."

"Were there any other places like this in the library?"

Earl Welton's study has been frequented since childhood, but I did not know that such a place existed.

The reason he didn't tell me was probably because it was such a secret space.

As expected, Earl Wellton explained this place.

"It is a space that is only allowed to the owner. I was going to tell you when you were going to take over the family."

"Didn't your father know until you became a head of state?"

okay. Well, I haven't really gone inside since I found out.

never went in?

I couldn't help but ask why.

why?

"Are you really not interested? Dad thought that we just had to protect the lives of our family and Youngji people now. It was also a peaceful time, and I didn't like books very much. Hahaha.

Perhaps the last words were a little shy, Earl Wellton laughed awkwardly.

"If he had liked books like Jamie did, he would come in and out often."

Earl Wellton mumbled and looked at the space dedicated to the housekeeper with fondness.

To be precise, every time I came here, I remembered the conversation I had with my father, the former head of the family, as a child.

-Why do you hate reading books like this? Anyway, you need to know the history of the family!

- I don't have enough time to swing my sword. And, Youngji only needs to do her job well. I'm good at that, so it's okay.

-Huh, where the hell was this guy born?

-From your father.

-Answer me, keke!

Anyone who knows the Count's childhood knows how gentle he is now.

His father, his predecessor, was very considerate of him.

Originally, I would have forced me to learn something like family history, but if I trained in swordsmanship properly, I was free to let it go in other hours.

So, I came here late to take a look.

Three days passed, and the Count learned the secret of what he had been curious about.

"That's your grandfather. There's something I didn't tell my dad until the end. I don't know if he wanted to find out himself or if he didn't want to get involved.

"Are you talking about the secrets of the Welton bloodline? As you said before... ."

When Welton's bloodline awakens as a Sword Master, it inevitably awakens the powers of space.

The Count shook his head.

"There is, and I want to check what you said before."

What Darius, the champion of the Dark Arena, said to Jamie.

"How did your father know about you?"

Jamie asked at those meaningful words.

"So, did you find out?"

Earl Wellton nodded at the question.

"Let's get some air and talk."

* * *

The season was coming when the days were getting colder.

The Weltons were quietly strolling through the family garden.

Jamie waited for his father to speak first.

Since it was an important topic, he must have been organizing his thoughts in his head about how to talk.

After walking like that for about 10 minutes, the Count finally broke his luck.

"Do you know when the Welton family started?"

"I know that it started 600 years ago in the Karak Empire, a state that existed before the Kingdom of Seldam."

"Also my son. right. The Welton family has been a swordsmanship family since the Karak era. It was a family, not aristocrats at the time, but they were a family that ran a small kendo club."

From then on, he had a good reputation for teaching swordsmanship, and many people came from all over the place.

From then on, the history of the Welton family began in earnest.

"The problem is that from that time on, corruption was rampant in Karak, and the people suffered persecution."

The last 100 years of Karak were horrendous and oppressive enough to be called horrendous.

Even that, since it was the largest empire in the North, no one could touch it.

After such a long period of time, a lot of revolutionary troops were born.

"It says there have been many failures."

The revolutionary army steadily rose, but the army of the Karak Empire was the strongest in the north.

Rather, the revolutionary army was executed as traitors, and its leaders were terribly executed, which gave the people even greater fear.

As the terrible times continued, a hero appeared.

"Friedmoore I, the first king of Seldam."

A rare hero who overthrew the Karak Empire by joining forces with the first king, Gav.

And at that time, the head of the Welton family was able to help King Friedmoor I to be selected as one of the founding fathers.

Unfortunately, it was not the first time that he was given a small territory in the periphery, but at a certain point, the Welton family became the best swordsmanship family in the kingdom in an instant.

okay. It was that moment that mattered."

The secret library had very detailed records of that time.

With the words to prepare for the future.

"What happened?"

"An old man came to Welton California. The records say that it exudes a mysterious atmosphere."

At that time, even the appearance of the old man who came was described in detail.

He was an old man with a slightly bent waist, short in stature, and white below his ears.

"He said this to the headmaster at the time."

-A time when the world is colored with chaos, a hero will be born into your family.

I couldn't believe it when I heard this from an old man who came to me out of nowhere.

At that time, even the kaju was just trying to bleed through one ear.

- It will be the last chance for humans. to listen to the old man. Even for your family.

With those last words, the old man left, and Gaju pondered those words.

I didn't take it seriously though.

Because it could be dismissed as the nonsense of a crazy old man.

However, one day, as if possessed by something, Gaju began to focus on expanding the size of the Welton family.

The family's vision, the single-dagger sword, was further developed, and the Welton-style 10 sword was completed.

As the generations went on, the will passed from California to the next, and the Welton family grew day by day as if they had received a strong blessing.

Hundreds of years passed, and the Weltons came to be called the best in Seldam.

"It's been amazing so far, but even more surprising after that. That's what your grandfather went through."

"Are you Grandpa? That's what my grandfather knew about me."

okay. It was right after your grandfather had just ascended to the head office and learned the family secret. The old man came back."

Although the description of the appearance of the old man who came to me for the first time was detailed, I thought it would be difficult to recognize it if you actually look at it because it was described in writing.

However, Chervil said that as soon as he saw the old man, he immediately remembered the description of the old man's appearance written down by the headmaster at the time.

And the old man said this to Chervil.

- Well prepared. This is the best environment for a hero to grow up. that's great

As soon as he heard those words, Chervil realized why the Welton family had blindly sought to increase their size and influence.

It was 'power'.

It is the power of words that made it so.

Its power did not encompass the entire Welton family, and it strongly influenced the bloodline.

Upon realizing this, Chervyl got goosebumps and asked the old man his identity.

Then the old man replied:

- Your helpers who want to repay humiliation to the unclean one day.

- unclean things?

- Head of Welton. you work harder Although I don't know if you will survive until then, so that your path can lead to the soon-to-be-born hero.

After saying those words, the old man slowly disappeared.

Chervil could not deny the existence of the old man.

And I thought that if it was something that could affect the entire family, it would be something transcendent.

I still don't know his purpose, but I thought there was nothing to lose by listening to him.

Even so, he did not know exactly what it was to be born soon.

I vaguely thought of him as a grandson, but Argeno Welton was a child at the time.

As time went by, the state of Chervyl was getting stronger and stronger.

When I heard that a son and daughter-in-law had a child, I instinctively realized that the child was destined for the hero the old man spoke of.

Gaju had been handed over to his son before that, so Chervil went on a trip to complete the five senses that he would pass on to his grandson.

And he never talked about him to the current Count until he died.

Instead, he just left a record of that time in the secret library.

"If Dad had known that sooner ."

I felt a little regretful that I found out too late.

But Jamie shook her head.

no.

I don't know who the old man is, but in the end everything happened as he said.

He was born, and the 'gaebyeok' of O made by Chervyl was perfect to unfold.

"I don't know if your son is a hero, but if I was right what the old man said Yes.

Jamie spoke to his father in a confident tone.

"I am confident that I will not lose to anyone. So, don't regret being late. Your son has grown up so well."

"Jamie."

The count looked at his son and smiled faintly.

Whose son he was, I thought he had grown up very nicely.

"More than that."

Jamie said.

"Who is that old man?"

Well. What is certain is that it cannot be said that it was not his influence that made our family this far."

A being who can handle 'words and spirits' enough to control the fate of a family with a single word.

There are very few beings in the world with that kind of power.

for example.

'godhead.'

* * *

An old man is crossing the wasteland.

The old man had gray hair down to his ears, and he was short in stature.

I also had a bent waist, which made me look smaller.

The old man walked slowly with his back on his back, but the background changed suddenly, contrary to how slow he looked.

"It's far."

I tried hard to avoid his eyes, but it all faded.

Fortunately, the arrangement made for the Welton family was successfully born.

By now, he might have become a complete deity.

"If it went according to your mother's plan, that would be it."

The old man smiled bitterly.

Thousands of years have passed since it was in this situation.

I know I can't help it.

For the final puzzle, he became a traitor and was pointed at by his brothers, but this is his destiny to save the world.

That's how I believed and lived.

'So you have to do it.'

I am tired of suffering in a cruel fate.

The old man, the flame is about to burn the last embers.

12 It is only at this point in time when God still believes in him.

'Diablo.'

Meeting him once at the moment of sealing is the end.

Even so, I still remember the eyes filled with bitter hatred.

In order to bring him back to this land, he has lived a very difficult life, avoiding the eyes of the 12 gods.

'I'll check it myself.'

He succeeds in the resurrection and is destined to become a hero, so is he really fit to save the world?

Yeomje wanted to see the seeds he had sown with his own two eyes.

If he is still the same as back then.

'I must judge that there is no hope.'

At that time, it was impossible

but believe

That the newly born he became a true hero.

Please, that's how it happened.

- Continued on next episode -