입양딸 역할을 지나치게 잘해버렸다 195화 Duke Salmon pointed at himself with his finger and looked around.

“Me?”

Tundra nodded. Tundra had already made his way to stand before Salmon.

“So, you’re telling me to accept the power of Bahakarun, the king of evil spirits?”

“Yes.”

Salmon scratched the back of his head. “Why should I?”

Salmon looked for his daughter. The truth was, the person who mattered to Salmon was Selbin, not Viola. Though he had said he would cooperate with Viola, he had never claimed he would take on such a great risk.

To accept the power of Bahakarun into his body?

“I have a daughter and a wife. You ought to have asked young bachelor Salmon instead.”

What mattered most to him wasn’t world peace and stability, but the safety of his family. Just then, Aselda spoke up.

“My husband is so uncool.”

To this, Salmon responded. His shift in demeanor was incredibly swift. “Of course, married Salmon does even better.”

Feeling suddenly awkward, he coughed lightly and made excuses. “Because I’m the head of the family and used to protecting.”

Salmon took the Truth Stone and bit into it. An odd sensation coursed through him.

It felt as though the Truth Stone had turned into liquid and was spreading throughout his body.

He could see something new.

“There is something that wishes to die. It does not have a concrete form.

A colossal desire.”

It was invisible to the eye yet distinctly felt.

“There it is. It looked like the core of this dark world.

It was a tremendous energy filled with immense power.

“Wow, this is dangerous.”

Duke Salmon sensed death looming. He had inherited the power of the Lava Giant Brickta, but “Bahakarun’s annihilation was an utterly formidable authority.

“I can’t hold out for long. In his realm of consciousness, he could only see the ‘mass of annihilation’ and ‘dark shadow’.” He couldn’t discern anything about the outside situation.

All he wished was,

“I want everything to return to normal and return to my family.”

A golden light burst forth from his body. Salmon was completely unaware that he was not fighting alone. The sacrifice of the miraculous cleric Elbato.

The magnificent hymn composed by numerous clerics and Queen Harmona.

These two elements summoned the “power of life” to aid Salmon. And this power did not operate solely on Salmon. Tundra clenched his hand holding the sword tightly.

Tundra felt a vitality he had never experienced before.

It felt like he could create a new miracle.

What I can do.

Duke Salmon was doing what only Duke Salmon could do.

Thus, I must do what I can.” Tundra was the protagonist of [Shadow of Bellatu]. He had loved Viola from the original work and thus was the tragic lead who sacrificed himself for her.

Had he not loved Viola, Tundra would have ruled the world of [Shadow of Bellatu]. Tundra was a being endowed with the strongest attributes in the universe.

Thanks to this, he immediately understood.

“I get it.”

How Elbato the Elder performed miracles. “He consumes himself to create miracles.

Had I not seen it, I wouldn’t have known, but having seen it,

At that moment, he was able to learn.

“I have to do it this way.”

He glanced sideways at Viola.

“I cannot protect the princess.” He sensed. Even with Elbato’s miracle,

Duke Salmon, receiving the aid of Harmona and the clerics.

No one could completely erase “Bahakarun.” The one who had to perform the miracle had to be himself.

“I must be the one.”

Then I will die and disappear. He raised the Sun Sword.

His golden eyes focused on one place. It was the same thing that Duke Salmon Brandia had seen.

The essence of annihilation.

A mass of power longing for its own demise.

“I’ll cut that.”

It was calling out to him.

Come, stab me.

Make me disappear.

I wish to experience true death, young one.

He walked towards it.

“I don’t want to die.”

He wasn’t afraid of death itself, but he did not want to die. If he died,

He could no longer be by Viola’s side.

He had promised to be with Viola, and she had promised to stay by his side too.

Soon, Viola’s figure became invisible.

Now, he was completely left alone in this world.

And so he spoke. “It seems I won’t be able to keep my promise.”

He gazed down at the Sun Sword. Taking a deep breath, he drew upon his mana.

“I consume life to create miracles.

This place will likely become

Bahakarun’s and my own grave.

The Sun Sword began to shine a golden light.

The black mass facing the light trembled slightly. Almost as if excited.

“But I’m relieved.”

Tundra lifted the sword. “Even though I won’t be by your side.”

Still, “there are many good people by your side.”

Not having me by your side was unfortunate, but it was all right. Tundra hesitated for a moment.

“When I disappear, you’ll probably be sad.”

People of the world always attached the term ‘Iron-Blooded’ when describing Viola. Iron-Blooded Princess.

Iron-Blooded Saint.

However, to Tundra, Viola wasn’t ‘Iron-Blooded.’ The Viola he saw was a warm person. “I’m sorry for making you sad.”

Just like how the miraculous cleric Elbato did. He too decided to perform a miracle. “In the next life, I will surely keep my promise.”

He spoke his last will. “I’ll go ahead and wait for you.”

He thrust the Sun Sword towards the ‘mass’ that had materialized as Bahakarun.

*

Viola sensed something was off.

When she came to, Tundra had vanished.

“Could it be?”

Tundra hadn’t said anything, but she felt she understood how this world was flowing. ‘If it’s Tundra, the Tundra I know. If Tundra possesses the protagonist’s power.

“He’ll do it just like Elbato.”

Viola had not yet managed to erase the sorrow of losing Elder Elbato. She hadn’t even had a chance to pay her respects. But she couldn’t afford to lose Tundra here as well. Viola spoke.

“Let me down.”

“No.”

“Let me down.”

“I said no.”

Duke Heron held Viola tightly, as if grasping a treasure he could never let go of again.

“If you don’t put me down now, I’ll spend my life resenting you, Dad.”

“Still no.”

“You’ll become my lifelong enemy.”

“Still…”

Duke Heron’s gaze wavered. Was there anything more terrifying in this world than that? Yet, he couldn’t let Viola go. Surely, Viola would chase after Tundra.

Heron was trying to read Tundra through ‘Jinan.’

“Can you see Tundra, Dad?”

“.…I can.”

“What is he doing?”

“It seems he is trying to stab what appears to be the core of this world.”

Viola thought for a moment before speaking. “Then come with me.”

Heron’s body flinched. It was impossible to send Viola alone.

It couldn’t be done, but what if he went with Viola?

“Please, I beg you.”

Tears welled up in Viola’s eyes. Heron felt his heart sink.

He spoke coldly, though it was not like him.

“That’s unusual.”

If it were the usual Viola, she would have persuaded him with logic and reason. Because that is Iron-Blooded Saint Viola. But today was different. “That’s nice.”

Not a persuasion, but a plea. That was a right that a daughter could have.

That’s what Heron thought.

Holding Viola, he summoned the power of ‘Jinan.’

He rushed towards Tundra.

*

Tundra stabbed the ‘core’ with the Sun Sword.

Hahaha!

A hearty laugh echoed.

“Indeed, there exists someone who can bring about my annihilation.”

Bahakarun genuinely seemed pleased. Sweat trickled down Tundra’s forehead.

“I have to give it my all.

If I can’t completely annihilate him, Bahakarun will be reborn once more.

He was such a formidable being. “I want to live,

But if I don’t draw on every ounce of my power, I can’t kill Bahakarun.

So I had to cast aside the wish to just live. Then, at that moment. A voice echoed.

“Remember that feeling.”

Tundra recognized who the voice belonged to. It was his own voice.

His voice, yet it belonged to another with a different name.

“I had promised Ahin. That I’d be by her side.”

That promise acted as a ‘covenant’ in this world. That’s why Tundra, carrying the memories of Kang Han-jun, could come to be. “So I want to be by her side. But now, I’ll pass that role to you.

As much as I want to stay.”

“Kang Han-jun continued to speak.

“Sadly, that promise has already faded away.”

Having crossed dimensions to create miracles. The power imbued in the promise had greatly diminished.

“So I’ll disappear.”

Kang Han-jun had decided to fade away.

Kang Han-jun would vanish, and only Tundra would remain.

“I will be completely annihilated, and my memories will be forgotten.”

Still, he spoke. “I hope you’ll remember me, Tundra. Because you are me too.”

Kang Han-jun continued. “Oh, and you do know I’m only half, right?”

To erase Bahakarun, a ‘complete life’ was needed. One had to sacrifice that life to create a miracle. The current Kang Han-jun was half.

You might say he was 0.5 of a person.

So, he needed another 0.5. “Hey there, follow what I say.”

Heron was approaching. Holding Viola tightly.

Tundra recited what Kang Han-jun was saying.

“Viola, won’t you join me to kill that which cannot be killed?”

Viola realized those words were directed not at her, but at the ‘original Viola.’ She looked directly into Tundra’s eyes.

Just by looking into his eyes, the ‘original Viola’ didn’t come forward, but this time Viola desired it. ‘Do as you want.’

– Would it have been better if you did this earlier? Viola’s eyes turned red. Heron sensed something and set Viola down.

Viola licked her lips with her tongue.

There was no hint of hesitation in her.

“That sounds fun.”

Viola placed her hand on Tundra’s. She spoke in a languid voice.

“How exquisite it would be to kill that which cannot be killed…”

Thud! Tundra and Viola.

Both bodies collapsed simultaneously.

The ‘core’ of the world vanished, and the Sun Sword Tundra and Viola held crumbled to dust.

A great laugh echoed throughout the world.

Bahakarun joyfully welcomed his annihilation.

“All is accomplished.”