Regressor Instruction Manual (PART 4)

Chapter 699: Defend the Continent, Army of Holy Light (2)

'Can we do it?'

"Sigh... Sigh..."

'Can we even survive?'

"Prepare for battle. Prepare for battle!"

'Can we defend it? Can we do this? Can we really win this?'

I already knew that I shouldn't have negative thoughts. I had to believe that we could win, that everything would be fine, and that humanity would undoubtedly win.

However, how many people wouldn't be shaken while looking at the slowly opening sky?

The doomsday, prophesized day, I had heard many stories about, and I had been ready for a long time, but I felt the walls of my heart that had been firmly built up falling apart.

I was only a third-class adventurer, but I was no fool. I thought that some people would probably know what was beyond that foreign light and what was coming.

"An ancient demon in the masks of gods and angels will burn the entire continent and make all living creatures in this world cry out..."

As I slowly turned my head at the voice heard next to me, I noticed my close friend muttering with a blank face.

They were Lindel's playboy Cannon and George, a third-rate gambler, who fought together during the Demon Legion summoning.

"Don't jinx us, Cannon."

"I just spoke without knowing. From now on, what we have to fight, what the enemies of humanity are... I thought I had to think about it again. What do you think? Can we survive this time?"

"..."

"..."

"It's not about if we can survive or not. We have to defend it. Don't forget that there are families and brothers behind us. And... And somehow... we will be able to withstand this time as well somehow. The Honorary Cardinal is with us, after all."

"Saint of Light. Benignore's son. The light of humanity chosen by God."

"Right."

"But..."

"..."

"But he is human too, Alex."

"Cannon."

"It's not like me, but there's something I feel when I see him lately. Can guys like us imagine it? To be chosen by God, to save the continental crisis... could we endure that heavy pressure? If he were someone ordinary, his mind would have been ruined a long time ago. No... maybe it already is. He's just holding on. Because of the responsibility... yes. Because he can't let go, he's holding on..."

Unconsciously looking up at the sky, the Honorary Cardinal's face came into my eyes.

'The pillar of humanity.'

There was the only human that humanity believed in.

'Son of God.'

The human chosen by many gods, including Benignore.

I couldn't believe that the debauchee Cannon said that, but he was right. He was also human. He, too, was at the point of not being able to move his body properly.

What he carried on his back was different. The weight was far heavier. All I had to be responsible for was the family behind me, but he was responsible for the soldiers on the entire continent and the battlefield.

What if it were me?

"I would have lost my mind."

I felt my body trembling while making an assumption that would never happen. The Honorary Cardinal fought with that pressure on his back.