Swordmaster's Youngest Son

Chapter 739

C739

Unfathomable actions, incomprehensible words.

And an incomprehensible weak gaze.

The young Rosa showed no trace of any chaos.

She was truly human.

[What's happening?]

"Jin, this... human is... the evil god."

"Twelfth Flagbearer, we must kill her immediately!"

Even the late-arriving allies stared at Jin and Rosa with wide eyes.

Octavia, on the verge of fainting, pointed her staff at Rosa.

Hedo lowered her staff with his hand.

"Spectre Captain, I'm not sure how the situation developed, but Jin has the right to judge."

Cough...!

Jin remained focused on the empty space, saying nothing, but when Rosa coughed up blood, he flinched and fixed his eyes on her again.

Is this person really not the evil god?

If this is the evil god's plan, what can she hope to achieve by going this far?

Just to confuse me, it seems excessive.

'If all of this is a cruel joke by the evil god, she should have caused chaos and struck me and my allies directly after confusing us.'

However, Rosa, who had been freed from the chains, did not attack Jin even once.

The invincibility that young Rosa exhibited didn't even pose a threat to the group.

On the contrary, Rosa even protected them while the others fought against the ancient patriarch.

Moreover, just before being freed from the evil god's control, the ancient patriarch had stabbed Rosa instead of Jin.

That meant the evil god had tried to commit suicide.

Or it could have been her own alter ego.

...Alter ego?

Suddenly, a hypothesis crossed Jin's mind.

What if the dying Rosa now is a fragment that broke off from the evil god?

As Jin suspected, young Rosa, who did not want to be corrupted until the end, was a manifestation of the deepest essence of the evil god, which had once shone the brightest.

Now, in Jin's eyes, the dying Rosa was the true identity of that manifestation.

At first, Rosa didn't know that she originated from the evil god.

She perceived herself as a completely separate entity from the evil god.

However, Rosa was aware that she was a twisted existence.

This world was not the one she remembered.

Why had she ended up trapped in the god's chains?

Where were Cyron and the other knights of the family?

What was she doing just before being trapped?

Rosa couldn't remember anything.

As much as she appeared human, in the end, she was nothing more than an unconscious entity separated from the evil god.

It was natural that she had no memories of what happened just before she was trapped.

Young Rosa's memories froze on a certain day when she was twenty-three years old.

The most desired day by the evil god.

It seems I am an existence that shouldn't be here, twisted and distorted.

Moreover, that knight named Jin, who is probably my son, and all the others, they all refer to me as the evil god.

Then, does that mean the dark monster that bound her was her own future?

For some reason, the idea that this was just a terrible nightmare never crossed her mind. With great certainty and speed, she understood the situation she was in. ????aNОꞖЕș

"Hahaha."

Jin tightly closed his eyes.

"I’ll go as the Twelfth Flagbearer of the Family to make her pay for it. If you have any last words for the evil god, let me know."

"Please... let death not be a comforting escape. Let my miserable soul and body remain trapped somewhere, suffering endlessly, even in death. Let me... stay beside her... always, desperately. Above all, sincerely..."

The group held their breath for a moment.

Rosa's curse, pouring all her heart into it, weighed on everyone.

"I’ll convey it."

The last breath Rosa had left reached its limit.

Jin decided to stay by her side until her death.

As Rosa's consciousness faded again and again, she spoke to Jin.

"Jin, do you have... a lover?"

"No."

"In the past..."

"I don’t know."

"Someone who loves you... or someone you love?"

"Why do you ask these things in this situation?"

"Because... you're handsome... like Cyron. I... liked that handsome... Cyron."

Jin couldn't help but let out a chuckle.

Cyron and Rosa's children had never had the memory of having such ordinary and meaningless conversations with their parents.

"More than that... there's no one more handsome or stronger than him... besides Cyron, I haven’t had any relationship with anyone else."

"And father?"

"If he's still wandering the Black Sea, then maybe... Cyron, unlike me, is still continuing the fight."

Rosa exhaled a handful of warm breath.

"Jin... my son, I'm sorry."

Definitely, stop me.

With those words, Rosa exhaled her last breath.

Everything she said right up until her death were words that the Rosa Jin remembered could never say.

'All right, I’ll do it.'

Jin silently responded as he gently closed Rosa's eyelids.

Just as the late Rosa regretted an unknown future, Jin bid farewell to a mother from a past he didn’t know.

Silence fell for a while.

"...It’s likely that the late Rosa was a manifestation or a soul that separated from the evil god," said Jin, and the group nodded.

They had also speculated the same while listening to the conversation.

[Perhaps the evil god herself didn’t desire it or it was an unforeseen separation. I don’t remember experiencing anything related to the hostess when I was bound by the evil god. Besides, it was the hostess who was attacked at the last moment through this ancient patriarch.]

Alpen, who had been kneeling next to Rosa's lifeless body, lifted the unconscious ancient patriarch and spoke.

Neither Jin nor Alpen knew her true identity.

The body of young Rosa was being stained with darkness.

The chaos tumor that originated in her chest was growing rapidly.

Jin conjured a small flame in his palm.

It seemed he had to take care of the body before it deteriorated further and leave.

However, just as Jin was about to release the flame, he suddenly lifted his head, startled.

Unexpectedly, the evil god's voice reached his ears.

[I wonder what it feels like to witness the extinction of the last trace of humanity I had left, my little one. I expected to see you put an end to this personally... but this isn’t so bad either.]

/SHADOWK

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