Manga Born to Be King

　　"Well~ it seems to have gone too far...the body is about to fall apart."

　　Surrounded by village children, Hestia danced for a long, long time.Seeing their interaction, Ais smiled slightly.

　　"Okay, next..."

　　"Tomorrow morning... let's leave the village."

　　After speaking, Ais was surprised to find that she was reluctant to part.Ais didn't know why she had such a change in her mood.However, Ais also felt a little bit that being immersed in memories was not all bad.

　　It's been about nine years since the day she held the sword in Orari.

　　In the fierce battle every day, she had long forgotten these feelings.Anxiety, sadness, tears, smiles, she can finally face these feelings now.

　　At this time, she slightly raised the corner of her mouth.

　　"My Lady Goddess!"

　　Just then, a girl named Lena ran over in a panic.Seeing how she was about to cry, Ais had an ominous premonition.And the roar from the monster deep in the forest seemed to fulfill her hunch.

　　With tears in her eyes, Lina pressed her chest and said tremblingly.

　　"Father, he's going to heaven soon... Can you send him off?"

　　"what?"

　　Whether this whisper was Nangong Xiao's, Hestia's, or her own, Ais didn't know.

　　But she suddenly thought.

　　After all, it was just a dream, and Ais' heart was once again eroded by empty feelings.

　　"I can't be with you forever."

　　What is eternal love?

　　"But, I will always be by your side."

　　Cam died.His beloved, unrelated family members are crying and accompany him.

　　"Even if you die, even if we parted once... I will definitely meet you again."

　　Having lived his whole life in self-blame and regret, he was finally redeemed.This is thanks to his memories with the goddess.This is thanks to the part where the goddess helped him recover, the oath of love.

　　In the heart of Kam, who has passed away, there is also an "eternal" that heals loneliness.

　　This is also the stubborn disease that has tormented him all his life.But in the end, he was saved by the memories left by the goddess, and he could go on the road with peace of mind.

　　"Whether it is hundreds of years, thousands of years, or tens of thousands of years, I will definitely find out the reincarnated you..."

　　Memories of Cam and the goddess become "forever".

　　"When the time comes, I will say, do you want to be my family?"

　　"It's not just me. The fate of other gods and you is eternal."

　　A trivial vow of love became an eternal agreement between them.

　　"After all, we are eternal gods, right?"

　　They are fading beings, they are not "forever" at all.

　　However, they can create legacy.Moreover, this can be someone else's "forever".

　　This can be turned into thoughts, this can be turned into warmth, this can be turned into belief.It was like the "wind" that came out of Ais' heart.It was like the "sword skills" left by her father from Ais' hands.

　　The things left by her parents will live with Ace forever.

　　"Mother……"

　　Ais crossed the canopy of the forest, looked at the blue night sky and the golden crescent moon, and whispered softly.She put her hands on her chest, her eyes fixed on the endless night sky.Looking at the sky that leads to the end of the world, the lower realm.

　　"Wait for me..."

　　Ais swore to the "Wind" left in her heart.

　　"I will definitely... take you back.".

Chapter 438

　　Dead people are commonplace in Oralee.Whether it is the distant past or the immediate present.

　　While people are enjoying the peace, there is always death that comes quietly without warning, and this is also the tragic end of the heroes called heroes. Most of the deceased will not get people's sympathy.The only certainty is that most of the deaths are caused by battles with monsters.

　　Now there are countless deceased sleeping with this.

　　Oralé is such a city.On the surface, it is a prosperous labyrinth city known as the "center of the world". This is also a change that has occurred after years of baptism. In fact, the battle between people and monsters continues to this day.

　　The city is also a cemetery where death is conceived.

　　Throughout history, the essence of the city has remained unchanged, and it is still the last stronghold of mankind.Since ancient times, it has been a fortress that separates the outside world from the labyrinth—a symbol of the sad wishes of those armed with weapons.

　　Because, Orali is "the place of origin".

　　However, from another perspective, monsters are actually victims.Forced by the times, now monsters have become the targets of human beings to kill for their own selfish interests. People sell money by looting magic stones or parts of their bodies.It is an undeniable fact that people slaughtered monsters at the expense of prosperity.

　　But people will certainly not admit such a thing, but the gods who are beyond common sense will see the problem from this angle and come to this conclusion.However, thinking about such things is just a waste of time.

　　After all, long ago, monsters flocked to the ground through the "big hole", when they ravaged the Nether, so everything was decided.This is an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.The opposition between people and monsters is absolutely unshakable. People and monsters must hate each other and kill each other.

　　But—— it all started because the monsters came to the earth.The hatred and anger of the people were all ignited by the "big hole" of the dungeon and the monsters.

　　In this darkness, Ais, who was alone, heard wailing and resentment.

　　For revenge, in order to protect future generations, in order to realize people's sad wishes.

　　These unfamiliar voices are sandwiched by these familiar whispers, and many prayers are lingering in my ears, as if there are countless hands reaching out to me in the dark, please, please, and I am still moaning.

　　This is the voice of the deceased and the long-cherished wish of those who look forward to the future.The young girl looked down at her tender palm and nodded lightly.

　　As in the past, the girl drew her sword and swung it hard before her eyes, clenching her weapon.It's as if he's showing his awareness.

　　Then, woke up.

　　"kindness.......‖."

　　Ace slowly opened her eyes.A familiar ceiling appeared in the hazy vision. Judging from this unpleasant interior, this should be his own room.

　　After taking care of the weapon at noon, it seemed that he fell asleep directly in the room.Ais sat up from the bed, looking at the sword and the towel standing beside her, and then vaguely remembered what happened just now.

　　The room was getting darker, I glanced at the clock, it was already evening.From the open window, the sun had set in the west, and the night began to cover the sky from the east.

　　"..."

　　At this moment, the dream just now reappeared in front of me.

　　The self in the dream accepts everything.I don't think it's forced, I don't feel pressured, I'm not driven by a sense of mission, I feel like I can only do this.

　　Ais silently scabbard the sword leaning against the wall, then stood up, just about to close the window with the swaying curtain——

　　"?"

　　Ais, who was standing by the window, noticed that the scene of the city was different from usual.

　　Although it was almost night, the splendid light emitted by the countless magic stone lamps was not found.The whole street was dark, and most importantly, the usual hustle and bustle of people had disappeared.

　　After Ais looked around at the scene outside the window, yes, she whispered, "Today, it's a dirge..."

　　——That's why I have that kind of dream.

　　Ais thought so while looking at the flickering firelights arranged on the wide street.

　　"It's already night..."

　　Nangong Xiao, who left the dungeon, came to the first floor of the skyscraper facility and looked out through the permanently open door.The central square surrounded by giant towers has been shrouded in darkness.

　　Working with Lily and the battered squad, he carried the already cold corpse from the maze to the ground.While fighting the incoming monsters, he guards the corpse.

　　That adventurer team belongs to the "Derlin Familia".The male adventurer leader's name is Edgar, and the dead orc adventurer's name is Celia.

　　After Edgar and the others put Celia's body on the ground, they all fell silent.

　　By the sparsely populated stairs, only a few adventurers watched the familiar scene from a distance.These sights are mixed with ridicule and sadness, and of course there are also many indifferent onlookers.

　　"What happened to the central square..."

　　This huge open space in the middle of the city is decorated with many decorations, and some standing wooden stakes are covered with ribbons, flags and bouquets.The many magic stone lamps around were not lit, only the candles emitted a faint flame.Looking out from the central square, I found that there was no magic stone lamp on the street.

　　"I remembered, today is the Elegy Festival. I've been in the dungeon for too long, and I accidentally forgot."

　　Lily said as if she had just woken up from a dream.

　　"Elegy Festival?"

　　"Don't you know... By the way, it's not long since my brother came to Orari."

　　It's not surprising that I don't know, Lily said.

　　"The Elegy Festival, in simple terms, is a tribute to the spirit of the 'hero' in the sky. In ancient times, the heroes came to Orari to stop the monsters swarming out of the 'big hole' and sacrificed heroically to pay their respects to them... ...that's about it."

　　"Also, this is also a tribute to the great achievements of the heroes, so it is also a thanksgiving ceremony."

　　There were also some commoners of Orari, who were not adventurers, gathered in the square, Lily added, looking at the boy and girl holding flowers tenderly.

　　Men and women, young and old, most humans and demihumans wear holy white robes and carry candlesticks.

　　".~ As we all know, in the vestibule and the first cemetery of the Orali Guild headquarters, there are many monuments to heroes. Every year, people regularly set off from the central square to travel around the memorial monuments."

　　"I will come back here in the end and offer my dirge. As I said just now, this is to express my respect and gratitude."

　　It is said that the dirge, the dirge for the heroes, will continue until the next morning.

　　During this period, Orari will not light the magic stone lamp, but only use the flame of the candle instead.This is to reproduce the "ancient" night in which the heroes lived. Whether it is a bustling street, a happy street, an industrial area, a private house or a tavern, every corner of the city will spend the evening with firelight.The same is true for the guild, and many uniformed staff can be seen in the central square.

　　The vast starry sky above and the countless faint firelights on the ground shone brightly.The daily hustle and bustle seemed like a phantom, and the whole city was now enveloped in a serious atmosphere, and even the usual disturbing and pleasant noise of the gods disappeared today.

　　Everyone at O'Leary pays the utmost respect to the heroes.

　　"Also, this is also a sacrificial offering to express condolences to modern adventurers... to those who died in the dungeons."

　　A modern adventurer, and a hero of the "ancient (king's) generation".Oralie holds this memorial every year to send them a dirge.Not only to mourn the departure of the adventurer, but also to express my gratitude to the heroes...

　　"Is the ability to sacrifice a hero..."

　　Nangong Xiao looked at the stone tablet.