Sword Pilgrim

ur hand.

“I didn’t have time, so I only made one out of a pair… but it’s better than nothing.”

Callius immediately put on the glove on his right hand.

Skinny leather half-glove.

It was obviously leather, but it was thin, and the elasticity that stuck to the palm of your hand was like spandex.

“I like it.”

“Well, in that case, I’m glad.”

Keuheum.

Dexter coughed and started hammering again as if he was embarrassed.

Did you show your gratitude?

Not bad.

“I’m leaving Tristar for a while.”

“Sounds good to me.”

“Then, see you later.”

“Yeah.”

Kaang! Kaang!

The sound of a hammer echoed in the workshop again.

Callius shrugged in his cloak and started climbing back up the stairs to the ground.

Cedric’s office.

“Are you leaving?”

“Yeah.”

“I wish you could stay here a little longer.
As you know, the Inquisitor is looking for you.”

“But that’s not enough for me to stop.
The times are moving fast.”

Even at this moment.

The wheel of the world is turning.

Callius felt nervous in a world that was moving three years faster than he had expected.

In order to survive the raging storm, you have to make your way to the centre of it.

If you just try to avoid the storm halfway, you’ll get caught up and torn apart.

More than now, to survive –

‘I have to be strong.’

The march of time is ceaseless, and will not wait for him.

“Callius.
What is your purpose?”

Cedric’s eyes narrowed.

His eyes, which were usually reminiscent of wild beasts, changed to a serious impression, and the overall atmosphere also seemed quite different.

That must have been how serious the question was.

‘Purpose… …’

Survival? No, that’s just the first and essential part of it.

Then what is my complete purpose?

Only to survive?

No.

I.

What do I want to do in this world?

I’ve been thinking about it, but I can’t find an answer.

So, first.

“Empire.”

I must destroy the Empire to survive.

My purpose is to find my own spiritual fulfilment.
So, the Empire must be destroyed.

There is no future unless we do something about the Holy Empire that worships one God, denies the existence of other Gods, and carelessly slaughters others.

Destroy the Empire.

What will follow will follow.

“Is it the Empire after all? The Empire… the Empire! Hahahahahaha!!”

Cedric pounded on the table for a while, as if he was in pain, then closed his eyes and savoured Callius’ words.

And then he grinned.

“The Count’s Scapegrace wants to destroy the empire.”

Cheok. What came out of his arms was a bracelet.

“This is something for you.”

“A farewell gift to a crazy maniac.”

A bracelet with a simple pattern.

It was thin, with leaf-like patterns on it, and a green gem in the centre.
Not something ordinary.

“Is it an artifact?”

“There was this guy I rescued in the Shaking Forest.
When I got to know him, he gave me this present as a sign of friendship.
He said I was too lively because I had too much energy.”

Shaking Forest.

Callius’ eyes narrowed.

“Anyway, you’ll need it.
It looks like there are a lot of people chasing after you.”

[Vivi’s Bracelet]

Grade – Epic.

Bracelet given to you by an elf living in the Shaking Forest.
Minimize divine power usage and save the reduced divine power. Stored Divine Power: 0

An epic-grade artifact.

‘Does it erase your presence by absorbing your divine power?’

It seemed to be used to lower your presence.

In addition, the absorbed divine power could be separately stored and used when in a hurry, so it had quite a variety of uses.

It also looked pretty useful when performing Six Flowers Technique or bud manipulation.

Originally, it was used to stockpile the overflowing power of a Paladin-level expert with high divine power.

There was no need to hesitate or refuse.

Also, it was necessary.

If Callius used it, his presence would be no different from that of ordinary people.

Cheok.

When worn, the bracelet shrunk itself to fit Callius’ wrist.

And soon after, it began to greedily absorb his divine power.

After a while –

“It doesn’t look bad.”

“Good.”

[Divine Power – 354/3621]

[Stored Divine Power – 3267]

There was a limit to how much divine power one person can have.

But using Vivi’s bracelet, one could go beyond that.

The quality of the divine power couldn’t be changed, but you could have an edge in quantity, so it was like putting some kind of insurance in place.

It was a gift that could not be refused.

“I’ll leave right now.”

“Alright.”

There was no reason to stay in Tristar any more.

I didn’t have time for that.

“Are you heading North?”

“I have something I’m looking for.”

Head North, as scheduled.

Even with Arsando, there are too many strong people around.

I am still too weak to handle this world.

Callius would have to fight through a lot of swords, and for that he’d have to be strong enough.

So, the Spirit Sword that was entrusted to Bernard.

The time had come to find Rakan, the Thunderbolt Sword.

“Ah, I heard you got something from Count Artemion.”

“Oh, that’s true.”

“It sounds like he’s trying to do something in Oliorro… If possible, you’d better not intervene in it.”

To Cedric’s advice, Callius responded with a strange smile.

Eventide.

The passage of the sun trailing over the mountains brought dusk in the twilight.

When the veil of darkness was thus covering the sky –

An untimely letter arrived at the residence of Count Artemion.

Quang!

The staff of Count Artemion, who was striking down the table, trembled.

“Jervain, you bastard… you dare?! How dare you ignore me like this!”

This was written on the letterhead –

[Dear Count Artemion.]

Count Artemion read aloud the letter Jervain had sent him in disbelief.

“Thank you for the sacred stone, it is very useful.
But for some reason, I can’t seem to be able to accompany you on the escort mission…? I’ll pay you back for the sacred stone I received in advance next time.
Then let us meet again next time…?”

“Ggh! This guy… what a well-written letter.
No, that’s not the problem, is Jervain’s bastard running away with the sacred stone!?”

Baduk.

Count Artemion’s jaw trembled with anger.

Twiss.

Veins popped out!

“He’s like the world’s most shameless idiot!! He even dared to run away with a sacred stone in the name of Jervain!! Kahk! Gaggh!!“

“S-, sir! Hold on!!”

“You, call somebody from the law enforcement! The law enforcement!!”

Artemion cried out in anger.

“Search for him!! Find him right now!!”