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The black umbrella passes by.
Following that gaze, there were *maquin (Deformed Demons)* who had been devoured by something called the *Gray Disease*, left with horrifying appearances.
The screams they emitted made one think of wild beasts stalking their prey.
And so, even though fear paralyzed them...
*Swoooosh—*
A warm, gray mist, different from the sound of the dark rain, along with something beautiful created by the Milky Way, brought peace.
*Pah!*
One by one, the lights in the houses turned on.
*“……”*
The *Wanderer* Ryeon looked back.
Under the black umbrella, Cale Henituse.
The path he had walked.
Without stopping for a moment, without walking slowly. A path he had walked ceaselessly.
Following that path, the city enveloped in darkness and storm began to light up, one light at a time.
The path of light had formed.
*Clank. Clank.*
One by one, the windows opened and people looked outside.
*Swoooosh—*
Although the storm entered the houses, the *maquin* were willing to endure it in order to witness again the miracle they had seen from their windows.
*Creeeak—*
Even some came out of their homes.
And they watched or slowly followed those who walked.
*“……”*
Just like her younger brother Cho, who seemed to be in a trance following Cale.
Cho’s face seemed to be daydreaming.
Although his empty expression might seem stupid at first glance...
*'He is alive.'*
Even in moments of anger and irritation, his dead eyes now shone.
*'And also—'*
Cale Henituse.
Only his back, walking ahead, was visible.
Purification.
A purification that truly seemed to have no end.
Didn’t it cost him effort?
*'No.'*
His pale complexion remained the same.
Sometimes, he staggered.
Rejecting even the wheelchair, he kept walking tirelessly.
*'He is enduring it.'*
Even if it was difficult, he would endure it.
Honestly, the further they went, the more Ryeon admired the determination of Cale Henituse, who only looked ahead as he walked.
*"That is the path of the Legend."*
*"!"*
Ryeon was startled and looked to her side.
There was Clopeh Sekka, smiling as he watched her.
He whispered very softly, almost drowned out by the sound of the rain. But, as he was right next to her watching over Cho and Ryeon, his voice reached the two siblings clearly.
*"The noble Cale has walked many paths. And wherever those paths pass, light, joy, and peace settle."*
*"I don't want to hear useless nonsense."*
Ryeon replied coldly, but inside she was confused.
She hadn’t looked back since she fled her home.
Because she didn’t have the courage to see her house burning and collapsing.
Because she didn’t want to see the enemies chasing her as she fled.
And because she wanted to ignore what she had done, the path she had walked stained with blood.
*"Hey."*
But her younger brother was different.
*"If we follow him, will there be good things?"*
Cho’s gaze was fixed on Cale.
*"It's not ‘him’, it's ‘the noble Cale’."*
*"Just answer my question."*
Cho insisted, and Clopeh readily agreed.
*"You will know that if you follow him."*
*Jiji.*
No one reacted to his low laughter.
As he said, it was something they would only understand if they followed him.
*Swoooosh—*
*"This is the last quarantine center in Midisi."*
Listening to the words of General Mol, Cale performed the purification ritual at the last quarantine center in Midisi.
*Swoooosh—*
As if everything returned to its original form, at the end of the ritual, a gray drop fell and seeped into the earth.
*-Cale. Only about 4/10 remains.*
It wasn't much.
Although they visited several quarantine centers, the infected did not exceed three. In some places, there were none, so they skipped them.
Perhaps it was something obvious.
*Creeeak—! Boom!*
Cale, who was walking, suddenly looked towards an open door.
A common two-story house.
The front door of that house opened.
A woman ran out, agitated.
And beyond the door, the back of a man was visible in the darkness.
*"Grrr—!"*
And a child clinging to that man.
No, a gray infected.
*"Please, save my son too!"*
Those who did not trust the Demon Kingdom and hid began to come out one by one.
The child’s mother had seen the miracle and had no choice but to depend on him.
*"My husband too—"*
Her husband was injured.
Attacked by his son.
Seeing her husband’s arm turning gray, the mother had no choice but to run towards Cale.
*"You must go to the quarantine center first—"*
General Mol tried to stop the mother who was running desperately.
Perhaps because of his lack of trust in the Demon King, but still, he couldn’t give privileges to someone who hid without understanding the gravity of the situation, even after several searches.
There were too many anxious families watching the infected and suspected in the quarantine centers.
Everything had to be done in order.
*"……!"*
But he sighed and stepped back.
*Swoooosh—*
The sound of waves or the forest wind.
Purification.
That miracle unfolded once more.
*"Ah... Ah—"*
The mother knelt and prostrated herself, thanking Cale.
*"Thank you, thank you—!"*
Cale said nothing and continued walking.
*-It's not enough.*
Super Rock spoke.
*-Even if you purify everything in Mikasi, I don't know if you can purify your body completely.*
In the city of Telia and the Gray Tree Clan, he purified hundreds of people, so the effect was immediately evident. But small-scale purification rituals didn’t help Cale much.
*-Still, I will.*
But, as Super Rock said, Cale continued to purify tirelessly.
From Midisi to Mikasi.
And in Mikasi, many were already waiting for him.
*Swoooosh—*
After another purification, the sound of the wind and waves ceased.
When the Milky Way (Galaxy) tinged with gray purified the *maquin (deformed demons)* and Cale...
*"Oh savior, thank you! Thank you!"*
A *maquin*, apparently a relative of an infected, shouted from behind the space guarded by the soldiers.
*“……”*
Cale stopped for the first time.
His gaze turned to the *maquin* who had spoken.
With seriousness and sincerity, Cale replied:
*"I am not a savior."*
That's right. It was better to deny it from the beginning.
If he let it pass, it would be a problem.
Cale looked satisfied at the *maquin* who, stunned by his words, covered his mouth unable to speak, and then continued walking.
*"...Incredible."*
The *maquin* of Mikasi who saw him walk away couldn’t help but marvel.
He had heard what happened at the Mikasi barracks.
That's why he knew that the Gray Tree Clan called him savior.
And his actions matched that title.
The Demon King who was supposed to come to this city didn’t show himself, but he, alone, faced the storm and the dark night, revealing a brilliant gray radiance.
Wherever he walked, the terrible disease disappeared.
How could he not be a savior?
The *maquin* couldn’t help but be moved by the humility of the savior.
*"...Oh Demon God—"*
Perhaps the Demon God sent him.
A devout *maquin*, without realizing it, invoked the Demon God.
*"Jiji. That lord does not follow the will of another god."*
A man with white hair and green eyes smiled gently as he spoke.
*"That lord only advances following his own will."*
He and two other members of the group walked away, following Cale.
The *maquin* and those present were disturbed by his words.
*"The will of another god?"*
Then, which god did he follow?
*"No. Only his own will?"*
…!
An incredible idea arose in their minds.
But by the time they wanted to ask, Clopeh had already walked away. Those who remained looked at each other and, cautiously, began to talk about the subject.
After all, they had already witnessed the miracle.
*Swoooosh—*
While the black umbrella created a gray Milky Way and the *maquin*, naturally, formed a path of light, illuminating little by little the two cities...
*"There are only five places left."*
At the words of General Mol, Cale stopped for a moment.
*"Haa."*
He looked at the sky and sighed.
*"!"*
*"……!"*
At that, those present fell silent.
*"He must be tired."*
*"Is he exhausted?"*
General Mol, Cho and Ryeon thought that Cale was exhausted.
*-Cale. It seems you won't be able to purify everything today.*
Of course, Cale wasn’t tired because of that.
Frankly, although he got wet searching for Ron, compared to the last few days, he was now in his best condition.
Compared to when he used the wheelchair, his body felt incredibly light.
*“…….”*
And then, the Wanderer Cho, who was watching him with a strange expression, spoke.
His voice sounded quite brusque.
*"Hey, shouldn't you rest?"*
Cale’s gaze turned to Cho.
*"!"*
Cho stopped.
*"What? What? Hey, I just—"*
But he couldn’t continue.
*"This guy isn't looking at me."*
Cale Henituse wasn’t looking at him.
*"Behind me?"*
He realized that Cale was looking beyond his shoulder.
*-Human!*
*Miaaaau!*
*Miaaau!*
Average age of 10.
Raon’s voice was heard.
Then, On and Hong, running and jumping between the roofs, appeared.
Their faces looked quite serious.
*Heh.*
The corner of Cale’s lips rose.
*"It's time."*
Choi Han and Eruhaben were not by his side.
*-Human, it's the old golden dragon!*
*Whooosh—*
The wind surrounded Cale’s ankles.
He lightly stepped on the ground.
*Tap.*
The large blanket over his shoulders fell to the ground.
But the black umbrella remained with him.
*-A huge torrent of water is approaching from there!*
*-Human, the water is coming, breaking mountains!*
At Raon’s words, Cale’s eyes flashed.
The anger he had suppressed while waiting and doing his job.
Ron wasn’t here.
When that old assassin risked his life to save On...
*"It really was terrifying."*
Ron.
Cale thought he couldn’t beat this old man.
He remembered Ron, whose arm was cut off by the Arms while chasing them.
And remembering that, Cale remembered something else.
*"Right."*
Arm.
At first, they were also difficult to face.
But one by one.
One by one, he defeated them, until he could destroy even the White Star.
*"Huh."*
*-Human, don't laugh like that! Well, now it's okay. Huh!*
Whether Raon imitated him or not, Cale headed towards where Eruhaben was.
*"Follow me."*
Of course, before moving, he looked down from the roof and gave an order.
*"Yes, noble Cale."*
Clopeh smiled, and soon he, along with the Wanderers Cho and Ryeon, would follow him.
Cale, ignoring them, headed towards Eruhaben.
The Ancient Dragon was outside the walls of Mikasi, on the way to the main gate, waiting for the Water Dragon, whose whereabouts in the two cities were unknown.
*"Huh, haha—"*
Cale laughed.
Not out of joy or excitement.
Just because...
*"Good. Let's do it as always."*
When had he avoided an enemy for being too strong?
One by one. He identified their weaknesses, and if they didn’t have them, he created them to defeat them.
*"...Third Emperor."*
You first.
First I'll catch you.
*-Thirsty.*
I will take away your great power.
*-The sea—*
I will study your strength and defeat you.
*Tap!*
Cale climbed onto the wall.
*Kabooooom—!*
It wasn’t the sound of rain.
A destructive roar came from the distance.
*Groooaaar—!*
A roar that chilled the blood, too powerful to be from a beast.
But no beasts or anything were seen.
*Craaaash—!*
Only water.
In the middle of the fierce storm.
The mountains in the distance.
The water, breaking trees and grass, making its way here.
*-It's the sea.*
As the Sky Eating Water said, that wasn’t a river.
It was the sea.
The sea was approaching.
*Groooaaar—!*
Angry at the loss of his avatar.
The sea that was approaching.
And that sea, crossing the mountains, rose in front of the walls of Mikasi.
*Groooaaar—!*
It was a dragon.
What looked like a river was a dragon.
*"It looks delicious."*
Cale said while...
*Plop.*
He sat down.
He sat on the wall, crossing his arms.
Because it wasn’t his turn yet.
*"I was waiting for you."*
Someone had waited for him more than Cale.
The Water Dragon stared at a figure standing in front of the main gate of Mikasi.
*Sss, sss—*
The white-silver dust shone clearly even in the rain.
*Tap, tap.*
The Ancient Dragon Eruhaben.
He walked towards the Water Dragon.
And his form began to change.
From human to dragon.
*Whooosh—!*
A giant dragon spread its wings and looked at the Water Dragon.
Eruhaben still remembered the Water Dragon that he couldn’t stop before, and wished to face him again.
The dragon spread his arms and smiled.
*"Welcome. Imposter."*
A bloodthirsty smile directed at the enemy.
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