It is a sentence often followed by those who show extreme effort. Most people perform feats which even criminals would dare to touch and achieving surprising feats not expected by anyone is ridiculous. This can be used as a tribute to a person.
But how many would hear that they pushed themselves to their limit?
âNo. very few.â
This was Bratt Lloydâs candid idea.
Right. They donât cross the limit. It is just that the innate limit is high. He didnât intend to undermine the efforts of others.
But it was the truth. Most of the people who are said to have reached the peak through relentless efforts were geniuses from birth, and they devote themselves to killing their bodies for it, but their level couldnât break through the limit. They just touch the ceiling.
âOf course a lot of people cannot even do that. touching their limit, even that itself is a wonderful thing. ButâŠâ
âThat wonât do.â
In the room inside the sorcery sphere, Bratt would mumbled.
It wasnât just some motivation to the mind.
He was smart and is good at objectifying himself. So he knew. Even compared to Judith, Ilya and Airn are said to be putting in an effort which doesnât disappoint anyone⊠but that is lacking.
Talent.
A genius which will be passed down from generation to generation going beyond the time and being engraved in history.
But Bratt didnât have that, yet he had to stand before the Demon King.
âEven if we try the best, it wouldnât work.â
âTranscend one self.â
âIf I cannot do that, I will end up being a burden to the friends.â
âIn that case, it would be better to be tied up here for the rest of my life.â
âWith the alter ego I can never get ahead.â
â⊠donât joke.â
Bratt shook his head chasing away the darkness which lingered in his ears. Right, it is funny. If he was a normal one, he would have lost his motivation and drowned inside frustration.
If the standard ways donât work, use a trick.
If the trick doesnât work, gamble. If you cannot surpass yourself with that, risk your life for it!
Bratt Lloyd, who found a new breakthrough, continued the dangerous training which was close to experiments on his body.
Pung!
âKuakâŠâ
Trying to find efficient ways to use aura.
Crr..
âUgh⊠my sideâŠâ
There were times when his heart shattered due to the regulation of blood which was accelerated. There were countless other failures, but it didnât matter. Because he was able to survive indefinitely
In the sorcery training.
Right. For Bratt, this place was nothing more than a scam place where he could gamble with the price of his life. Of course, in the process his body accumulated pain and suffering which was engraved into the soulâŠ
He couldnât stand it.
He couldnât afford it.
Throwing away life to save the world, the estate, the family, and his friends⊠and protect his lover.
âThis much sacrifice makes senseâŠâ
Pung!
Swish!
âAck⊠kuakâŠ!â
Failed again. In return for excessive strengthening, his right arm was blown. Due to the power in sorcery the arm had returned almost right away, but the wounds that his mind remembered werenât easy to erase. Brat held his breath unable to move right away.
Of course, it wasnât like that.
âHaa, haaâŠâ
When the breathing stabilized, no Bratt Lloyd got up before he could stabilize the breathing and grabbed the sword. He took his stance and focused.
Ching!
A sharp gleam in the eyes of the man who gambled with his life again.
⊠Recalling what happened inside the sorcery sphere, bratt closed his eyes.
This is a way to transcend oneâs self.
A story that he couldnât speak to his family, friends or lover. It was painful, but it was a practice which had to be done to overcome future suffering.
âIf I donât have enough strength to protect my people, then dying is the best way.â
Of course, he wasnât going to speak that to others. Even if he risked his life for growth to prepare for the battle with the Demon King and decided to sacrifice himself for the sake of his loved one, this didnât need to be mentioned. Rather, he needs to pretend to be bold and relaxed. So he can lessen their worries.
ButâŠ
âQuincy Myers⊠How do you know? My condition?â
âBecause I have been through it once.â
ââŠâ
âWhat is with your expression.â
âNo, it feels like you read my thoughtsâŠâ
âBecause it is obvious.â
âIs that so?â
Bratt, who spoke to Quincy, frowned.
Is it because he is an old knight? Or has supernatural powers of a priest?
As he was thinking about it, the red knights commander spoke.
âA few months before you came, I went through something similar. I met a powerful devil in an unexpected place and the subjugation team was on the verge of annihilation. If Iit was me, I probably wouldnât have overcome it. but when we all put the strength into the sword and with the determination to make it through. A miracle happened.â
Quincy Myers recalled what happened.
Right. It was a true miracle which couldnât be described. When he was determined to sacrifice everything for the crew, the power he was able to exert from the body crossed the limits. Although he lost his strength in return, the old man didnât regret it.
Bratt nodded as he heard it.
Now he understood. Quincy Myers is just like him. that is why he could understand Brattâs condition at a glance, and gave a adviceâŠ
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Thinking that far, he looked puzzled.
As the former Red Knightâs commander said, an act of risking the self to create a miracle. To break the limits of birth and reality and achieve something more.
âYou donât do that.â
Quincy Myers urges him to not take that road. He didnât understand. It was absurd but not absurd.
What was he trying to say?
Is this what people say, if I do it is romance and if you do it, you are being a third wheel?
Why did he sacrifice himself for the squad and say no to brattâŠ
âBecause you and I are different?â
ââŠâ
âWhy arenât you speaking?â
âit feels like you are reading my thoughtsâŠâ
âObvious thoughts.â
âIs that so?â
âA kidâs thoughts are obvious. After all, you and I are different.â
Quincy Myers paused for a moment and then spoke as he closed his eyes.
âI will be 127 years old with this eye, even if I donât fight the devils I will enter the arms of God. If I can save the bright lie of my junior knight who wants to sacrifice his life, it would be quite profitable for me. But you arenât old or on the verge of death. You are a man who will live and develop more in the future, you will be the huge sea which embraces people but now you are thinking of embracing death, so donât do it.â
ââŠ.â
âI am well aware of your concerns. You know your own shortcomings better than anyone else and nevertheless you wouldnât give up. You always will find a way to stand his comrades and block the demon kingâs front. HoweverâŠâ
Quincy Myers stood up. With all his muscles lost and his shabby body standing seemed difficult.
But heâs still looked bright like the commander of the Avilius. He touched the shoulders of Bratt.
â⊠to break the limit, being ready to die isnât all. Conversely, you can break through the wall with the desire to live.â
âDesire to liveâŠâ
âRight. The desire to live. Create the right chance to amplify it. that too before you go to face the Demon King.â
ââŠâ
âThe reason to be crazy for living. Why do you have to come back alive? Remember, the battle with the Demon King doesnât have to end with your life. Heed my words. UhghâŠâ
Thud!
Quincy Myers after speaking he fell back on the bed. He didnât look too good. Just standing for a while was pushing him to exhaustion. Overwhelmed by it, Bratt realized it too late and stood up.
âMister Myers!â
âIt is fine. I am fine. Uh, uh⊠it is just a little too much. A little rest cures all.â
ââŠâ
âI will tell you again. I have no regrets. I still remember it all very clearly. The sword which shone on the last page of my life, that brilliant auraâŠâ
â,,,â
âBut not you. Your life has just begun. Death and life with the body leaning towards one of the twoâŠ. Death isnât desirable, lean for life more and more, to do thatâŠ. uh, uh⊠I need to lie down.â
âIâŠâ
âEnough. I have enough energy to do that.â
As soon as he said that, Quincy Myers adjusted himself. Slowly, the trembling legs moved and sweat was dripping from the forehead. But Bratt didnât support him, he couldnât.
âPhew⊠go, go and work.â
â⊠yes, thank you.â
Bratt Lloyd couldnât even properly respond to the old man and was kicked out.
â⊠a willingness to die, and a desire to live.â
His head and stomach felt heavy. He left the room to get some night air and wandered around in the palace.
To be honest, Quincy Myers is right. The present self was centered to death. It has been that way through his training. Because it was a sword made to cut down his life, and that made him overcome his barrier and without Quincy Myerâs words, he would have met the Demon King with that thought.
âDesire to live, the desire to lie, an opportunity to amplify itâŠâ
How much power will it give?
Bratt wasnât sure if that would allow him to break the limit like being ready for death.
However, he wasnât going to ignore the words of that old man. The words of a senior who is 100 years older than him. be right or wrong, he was going to take the words seriously. There are 10 days left for the fight. If something happens, he would certainly be able to understand it.
âOf course it isnât that, I will have to make up my mind firstâŠâ
It was when he was thinking about it a voice came.
Familiar faces and familiar voices.
âWhat? Is brother reallyâŠâ
âNo, my son was like that?â
âI-Is that weird? No, am I wrong now? Uh, no if I take back what I said, iâŠâ
âHuhu, to have such a side.â
But the combination was unfamiliar.
As always, mother, father and younger brother were talking as they were walking.
But the appearance of Judith talking with them with an awkward expression, awkward voice and awkward walkâŠ
âŠ
âŠ
âŠ
âDid you mean this?â
Watching the lover approaching him little.
Seeing the woman who can be more than just a lover, Bratt thought.
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Family.
Future
AndâŠ
ââŠâ
As he faced the chance, a bright smile appeared on the young manâs face.