Raising Paladins

Chapter 1

Episode 1. prologue

“The night is over.”

A voice that is calm but has a strong spirit.

Master of the Holy Sword,

And it was the cry of Carlos, the Paladin of Dawn.

Fingertips that can’t even feel how many enemies they’ve cut.

After the dark hours, the warmth of dawn shines everywhere.

Then the truth of the story he recited last night was revealed.

“… … my brothers.”

The Thunder Knight ‘Angel’.

Leader of the Cloud Knights.

Even at the moment of death, Angel pierced the enemy’s heart with his sword.

So do other colleagues.

4 knight commanders and 4,000 knights.

They all hoped that Carlos would insert the holy sword into the Lich King’s lifevessel.

and all died

Can we really call this a victory?

What if we defeat the undead army and annihilate the Lich King, who is called the ‘Lord of the Night’?

So what if you save the world?

Having saved the world from the clutches of the night, Carlos was left with nothing.

Only the smell of the blood of my comrades flowing as a river in the crescent canyon.

“Ahhh-“

The rage that had been echoing in his empty chest burst forth.

Carlos slowly lowered his gaze.

“The Lich King.”

The lord of the undead and the master of hatred.

A gigantic skeleton with a golden sword embedded in its heart’s vessel looked up at Carlos.

“I won, foolish paladin.”

What do you mean?

The subject of being pierced by the holy sword and leaking out the last life energy.

But I couldn’t resist.

He won this war, but lost the fight against the Lich King.

because everything is lost

“Can you see? This is the end of your allegiance to the sun god.”

The corpses of the knights filled the canyon floor.

Their silver armor glistened in the light of the rising dawn.

However, the light of life did not remain in anyone’s eyes.

“But I must admit. You are the strongest human I have ever seen. Only you are the only knight worthy of the title ‘Paladin’.”

“… … Do not dare to put a sacred position in the mouth of a fool. A paladin is not a place for a night party like you to arbitrarily customize.”

“The night and the moon are also parts of the world. We just had different jobs and what we wanted was different. It’s nobody’s fault.”

“Shut up!”

The black blood that flowed back with anger burst out.

Like his cold-blooded colleagues, Carlos is already seriously injured.

An arm that doesn’t listen properly and two legs that are best just standing.

A fragment of black magic encased in the heart.

Carlos continued this conversation by burning his last life.

“Why did you commit such a tragedy? The Lich King?”

I was curious.

The reason for blindly coveting the life of the living.

The reason why his comrades had to give up their lives.

“Is there a reason why the moon rises? You served the sun, and I only served the moon. There is no reason. You live, I only kill.”

“… … It is sophistry. What did you want to create such a tragedy! Answer me!”

Carlos approached the living death.

Slowly outstretched hands gripped the handle of the holy sword embedded in the vessel.

“Answer me!”

“You are blaming the void of death on me. Foolish paladin… … .”

“Answer me!”

“Remember that the full moon does not wane because the moon is weak. Remember also that the age of the sun will not last forever. When dusk crosses the horizon, the Legion of Night will return… … .”

Kwajik!

As the holy sword twisted, the last energy in the vessel dissipated.

The skeleton’s pupils, which were quietly shimmering with blue light, gradually faded.

“Brothers… … .”

A long, long game of life and death.

The tragedy was finally over, but only emptiness remained at the fingertips.

History will honor the sacrifices of the great paladins and honorable knights, and those who remain will live in gratitude forever.

However, the story of Carlos and his colleagues is now heading towards a sad ending.

There was no such thing as a happy ending on the battlefield.

“Now I will go too.”

In Carlos’ field of vision, he saw his comrades who died first.

If given another chance, then… … .

I will never let my comrades die.

No matter what the cost, I will definitely save it!

Slowly closing his eyes, Carlos thought so.

“Just as the moon rises, the sun covered in darkness will rise again… … .”

hero.

Master of the Holy Sword.

And the one who has the title of ‘Paladin of Dawn’, which is only allowed for one person.

It was the end of a legend that dominated the era.

***

‘Is this really the end?’

Close your eyes and see the darkness.

A small ray of light shining weakly through the darkness.

Carlos asked a question.

‘Hello… … Is this the end of me and the Dawning?’

A ray of light that shimmered in a distant place became bright for an instant.

[Do you resent it?]

Can I dare to resent God?

But I wanted to resent it.

If this is the result of dedicating my life to the church, I want to resent it again and again.

‘I’d rather die. But my comrades, the knights who believed in me and followed me… … .’

The leaders of the 4 knights who gave their lives to save the world.

Their faces pass through the memory one after another.

They are the ones who kept each other’s back while crossing the dead line countless times.

colleague… … ? No, they were ‘family’ to Carlos.

[You can see regret and despair. But it’s not your fault.]

‘No, it’s my fault. If only I had been stronger… … .’

The title of ‘Paladin of Dawn’ granted only to him.

As the continent’s strongest warrior and the highest-ranking priest, who could call him weak?

But Carlos knew.

When I met the end, a strand of lingering was left.

If given a chance, I want to try again.

I wanted to get rid of that lingering feeling deep in my heart.

[The Paladin of Dawn. Can you restore the dawn to the world again? Also, can you shake off your regrets, resentment, and lingering feelings in the new world?]

‘I want to do it.’

‘You can.’

‘I have to.’

A will stronger than anything else in the world.

The wriggling light reacted to that will.

[Go, you won’t be alone this time.]

Small, feeble beams of light explode.

Carlos’ vision, which had been covered in darkness, was colored with a bright light.

***

“Stop hitting me! Then I really want to die!”

A sad cry sounded in Carlos’ ears.

what?

who’s right

In the eyes that open little by little, I see countless kicks flying somewhere.

Oh, if you get hit like that, you really die.

however… … .

The direction of the feet is a bit odd.

f*ck!

“evil!”

Carlos opened his eyes.

“it hurts?”

sick.

It hurts badly too.

Regardless of the upper and lower body, a deep pain rises from the trampled parts evenly.

But why?

That’s right, so it’s natural that it hurts.

If you get hit and don’t get sick, you’re not human.

Carlos’ question was not like that.

‘Why couldn’t I avoid it?’

Master of the Holy Sword. Sword Emperor, Sword of Dawn, Knight of the Sun… … etc.

Countless titles that show respect to oneself who has reached the pinnacle of nothingness.

Even those many names were not enough to contain the greatness of Carlos.

Because he was the only one who could annihilate all the undead in his way with just one swing of the holy sword.

The people of the empire called Carlos a hero who saved the country, and the followers of the sun god called him ‘God’s favorite’.

“But why can’t you avoid it!”

“What is this bastard saying!”

Furbuck!

Feet are pouring again.

Carlos covered his head with his bony arms.

Through the gap between his arms, he could see the faces of the guys stepping on him.

‘Keuugh, aren’t they undead?’

They were obviously human.

A human who lives on bread, gaining weight and bleeding.

Age: late teens, early 20s at most?

But why do humans beat the hero who saved the world?

I don’t understand at all.

“Now, wait.”

Carlos stretched out his hand with difficulty.

“Do you have anything else to say, you bastard thief?”

thief?

It was a vulgar title that did not suit the great and noble man.

“How dare you say such rude words to this ‘Paladin of Dawn’… … !”

Even if they were of the same race, they crossed the line.

Carlos stumbled to his feet and stretched out a hand to the sky.

It was towards the scorching sun.

I will show the authority of divine power to these reckless mobs!

“Light… … come!”

oh oh oh!

The sun shines down with the sound of the heavens and earth shaking, and the wounds on Carlos’ body heal in an instant… … .

“hmm?”

… … should have been

But nothing happened.

Silence passed around for a moment.

“Rain, is it light? Come on! Hurry up!”

“… … ?”

“I, Paladin Carlos of the Dawn, command me to touch my sore spot with the power permitted by the sun god!”

Carlos’s voice is filled with bewilderment.

However, the sun seemed unwilling to help at all.

“What are you doing?”

f*ck!

“Damn… … .”

The man’s fist threw Carlos down.

“Search!”

“Yes, brother!”

The gang rummages through Carlos’ clothes at the command of the big man.

Soon, a small pouch was held in their hands.

“I found it. But I only have 2 crons?”

“Only two crons?”

“yes.”

“Even if I hit and kill you, you bastard won’t be enough!”

puck!

“Ugh… … .”

The moment you step on it, it’s spooky! feeling to do.

One rib appears to be broken.

Carlos fell on his stomach in excruciating pain, trembling.

How the hell did this happen… … .

I was a great paladin… … .

“Bring back the 15 crons you stole by tomorrow. Would you know if I didn’t bring it?”

“The leader of this reckless mob… … I will condemn you… … !”

“Conviction? you? me?”

The man pointed his finger at Carlos and at himself.

Then he grabbed his stomach and started laughing.

“Ha ha ha ha! You bastard, have you completely lost your taste?”

“It looks like he passed away after starving for a few days, bro.”

“ha ha ha!”

His laughter spread to the other gang members around him.

They stepped on the fallen Carlos once and spat on him.

“Two! Dirty thief!”

A shame so vivid!

Had Carlos ever experienced such humiliation even once in his life?

He was different from birth.

After being born with the blessing of the sun god.

Others played with the divine power, which was difficult to use even after decades of training, as if it were a toy.

At the age of 15, he graduated early from the Imperial Knight Academy, and at the age of 20, he passed the difficult written exam for the highest ranking priest at the Dawn School belonging to the Sun Temple.

The following year, after passing practical training, he was appointed priest and became the youngest cardinal at the age of 30.

and he is fifty years old.

The Church finally awarded him the unique title of ‘Paladin of Dawn’.

The strongest sword against darkness and an impenetrable shield!

Incredible divine power that heals quite a few wounds on its own with its invincible swordsmanship!

There was a reason why he occupied the position of ‘Paladin’ that had been vacant for hundreds of years.

however… … .

“How dare I… … I will destroy the mob that harasses my people right here!”

“try.”

Carlos got up again while being blatantly ridiculed.

He stretched out his hand towards the sun again.

“Cry out… … The sword of the sky, Durandal!”