At the same time with the G.o.d King and Croix Baron’s discussion inside the deserted house.
Canaria touched Scathach’s right hand that already lost its ability to move and felt downheartedly for the loss of her techniques.
“…….Teacher. Is your right hand cannot be cured anymore?”
“It can’t anymore. I can still move again if I have a prosthetic arm, but it would be difficult for me to perform those precise movements again.”
Her techniques on Divine Domain that was polished after untold months and years. It wouldn’t simply stop at returning her experience to zero with a prosthetic arm, but the curse from the Eye of Death will also restrict much of her movements.
Even if she can continue to fight against Dystopia after this, she can hardly stay at the frontline anymore.
In every sense, Scathach’s role as a warrior ended from this moment onward.
“My fault. If only I have more power……”
“Ara, aren’t you quite arrogant there? You think someone lives merely for more than 10 years like you can easily step into my fight? My duty is to be good at protecting children happened to be on the battlefield, besides, your action just now is already enough to receive a pa.s.sing score.”
“Pon pon”. Scathach laughed playfully while knocking on Canaria’s head.
Losing your limbs in battles aren’t really something so rare. Rather, it should have been the unspeakable proof for that bitter battle you fought for.
Simply grieving forever on for the victory born from your sacrifices won’t do any good, is what Scathach advises to Canaria who is her pupil.
Canaria nodded a little, engraved her master’s words and looked to the young boy sleeping on the lawn next to them.
“But…… Why it is different for this boy? Isn’t he also your pupil?”
The blond young boy who was possessed by Demon G.o.d Balor.
His consciousness does not return yet, but for safety, he was left in the state where both of his hands and legs were tied up.
“……Because, he is a special.”
“Special?”
“Indeed. There existed those who can only live by becoming stronger and stronger on this world. And he is a cla.s.sic example of that. From that moment he was born, he had to carry the fate of becoming “Destroyer of Elin”.”
Canaria took a deep breath when she suddenly remembered Balor’s words.
As price for using the “Giant Pot of the Star”, someday, his offspring who carries the star, which awakens that person as the destroyer of his race shall appear.
If this boy was the new embodiment of destruction according to that curse—
“This boy is…… an “Enemy of the World”?”
“From our standpoint, yes. ……Did you afraid of him?”
“I don’t know. I haven’t even talk to him yet. I cannot judge anything until I can exchange words with this boy.”
Hearing such innocent and honest words, Scathach lifted her mouth’s corner.
She gently strokes Canaria’s head and talks about this boy’s welfare.
“You will understand this in the future. But, the awakening as an “Enemy of the World” was something that grows stronger upon generations. It started with Chief G.o.d Lugh of the Celtic Pantheon until his son Cu Chulain, they all managed to overcome that curse. Unfortunately, up this boy’s generation, the curse of awakening not only grew strong, but also started very soon, too. —At that time, he was only 7 years old.”
Canaria shivered and felt heartbroken at Scathach’s cold voice.
Canaria determined to escape from Dystopia when she was 12 years old. But, this blond boy was only 5 years younger than her.
At the age where everyone should have live without being tainted by anything, then one day, you suddenly knew about the fate of becoming an “Enemy of the World”. Canaria felt an indescribable sadness when she thought about the feeling of the boy at that time.
“He could only train and train to overcome that curse…… Ironically, all was the opposite of that wishful thought.”
“……What are you going to do, master?”
“I am going to kill him.”
Canaria was silent before that ruthless answer.
But, Scathach could only show a bitter smile.
“Yet…… I couldn’t done it. At that moment, I finally realized I am just a Child of Man. I am not such ruthless woman to easily kill her second generation pupil.”
“I know, that master was a gentle and heroic person. She want death only on those propagated indecent stories in legends.”
Scathach’s eyes became distant right when she remembered about that forgotten memory.
However, she immediately erases that memory and returns to the topic at hand.
“And, you see. I told this boy everything. On how he will become a monster in the future. After hearing that, he boldly answered to my question.
“[—Is that so? Am I going to become a dreadful monster?
But, if I did become the strongest monster,
Then, only my venerable father who is the strongest hero can defeat me.
I could never thank you enough for giving me an excuse to start a fight against him]
……Then, he instantly soared out, what a stupid pupil he is.”
Canaria’s grieving gone, and amazement quickly filled in.
This blond boy is only 7 years old, but he backfired his own fate which leads him to be an “Enemy of the World” and reshaped that into an excuse to realize his wish. What an incredible bravery.
As Scathach’s mood lighten up, she gently strokes the boy’s blond hair.
“Aah, like father, like son…… He got me there at that time. This boy was truly a Warrior of Elin in every sense, from his very bone to the color of his soul. He doesn’t wish to for the curse to exist nor to leave behind regret on this earth. That answer was indeed “I will only die after challenging the strongest warrior of the G.o.ds.”.”
“Kusha kusha”, Scathach puts more force on her stroking hand.
“……And, he was destroyed in the way he wishes to be, even though his flesh cannot move anymore, but his soul is still existed. Therefore, I took care of his body. To wait for the arrival of that unknowable day, where his curse vanished.”
“Yet, Dystopia turned that corpse into a vessel for Balor?”
“Yes. But, Dystopia’s plan failed. Or perhaps, it might had been one of that old man’s target. If he restarted the boy’s corpse that transformed into an avatar…… There is likely a chance that this boy will eventually awake, but not as a monster anymore. Until that day when the curse completely vanishes, but for now, I will take care him.”
Scathach wrote his forehead the “Lost Language”.
Hereupon, an ivy coffin wrapped the blond boy and shrunk in size until her hand can hold it.
A moment later, Scathach took a deep sign and vigorously stood up.
“Well then, shall we go and talk with the G.o.d King-sama? This should be the time for him to talk about the Crown Gem.”
“Yes. ……Still, why didn’t we talk together with Croix from the start?
“Fufu, that is also a secret. If I have to say it bluntly, this is for the sake of your education.”
“……???”
Canaria tilted her head.
Scathach laughed, beneath that were various certain meanings.
What immediately followed after, was a hysteric yell of the G.o.d King from the deserted house.