Chapter 1095
The Holy Sword Clarent
Landon gazed at the surrounding scene, his curiosity piqued.
The Beyad family, once richer than any nation… was their treasury located in a place like this?
The very ground had been transformed into a park. Would the treasures truly not be taken by someone else beforehand?
As if sensing his thoughts, his revered ancestor’s voice, both pleasant and stern, echoed, “I’ve told you before, ‘Territory is the secret treasure, blood is the key’—”
“Shed your blood upon this land, Landon. Recite your true name, and open this secret treasure.”
“—Understood.”
Landon’s expression grew solemn as he nodded. He was indeed filled with curiosity. Even though he knew that with his Beyad ancestor present, this treasure wouldn’t fall into his hands, his father had died too early and too suddenly for him to truly grasp the Beyad family’s status and worth. Now, he finally had a chance to witness it firsthand…
He furtively looked around, wondering if anyone was spying on them.
“Do not worry,” Eivass suddenly spoke. “I have already set up a ritual to drive people away beforehand and have been guarding it until now.”
Eivass found it somewhat difficult to bear—this Landon truly didn’t seem like a descendant of the Beyad family.
“All right…”
Landon breathed a sigh of relief, even straightening his back. He took out the ritual dagger from his怀, cut his palm, and sprinkled his blood onto the grass.
“I, in the name of I—Landon Viness von Beyad, head of the Beyad Family—open the secret treasury of the Beyad Family!”
His father had died in the demon calamity.
Now, he was the head of the Beyad family, the Baron of Beyad for this generation.
…Although in the new Hrasal Empire, there were no longer any barons.
But he was at least the genuine head of the family. Therefore, he could guide this ritual.
At Landon’s command, the ground hummed and trembled slightly, and a red light flowed from the cracks.
As his blood seeped into the earth, numerous fissures erupted on the ground—those crimson glows were like swords piercing the earth. The ground split open.
They formed a giant magic circle. Immediately after, the crimson radiance intensified, turning Eivass’s skin red.
—This was the power of a curse.
The power of love and beasts permeated the land, startling the small animals, causing them to struggle and try to flee.
Their escape might cause trouble… for example, leading curious people here. So Eivass frowned slightly, extended his hand emitting light, and appeased them with an Illuminate Spell.
After the animals calmed down and safely departed, he stood up and walked to Baron Landon’s side.
As the ritual gradually completed, several portals began to appear.
They were like incubators for clones, or glass display cases—faint silhouettes appeared within the cylindrical red light.
First, the four in the inner circle, then the thirteen in the outer circle. A total of seventeen extraordinary items.
“…Only seventeen?”
Baron Landon murmured softly.
“Because strictly speaking, the Beyad family doesn’t need a vault.”
The crow suddenly spoke, “This treasury is merely a ‘locker’ for storing the collateral of guests. It would be unsightly if the guests’ collateral were lost due to some curse being completed… These items are all active curse mediums. It’s just that… the families cursed might not even exist today.”
“Viness… this must be the Holy Sword Clarent by now.”
Eivass gazed at one of the four extraordinary items in the inner circle, feeling a surge of excitement.
This was the Holy Sword of Moriarty Family’s ancestor, the Knight of the Round Table, Mordred…
As long as this Holy Sword were dispelled of its curse, the curse of oblivion plaguing the Moriarty family would finally end!
No need to raise an unfamiliar adopted son, but to be able to naturally give birth to one’s own children and give them the correct surname…
“Yes, Master.”
Viness said softly. Then, she pointed her bird head towards Landon, her voice becoming stern. “Grasp this sword, Landon. Take it out directly—only you can do this.”
“Oh, all right…”
Landon accepted and carefully reached his hand into the cylindrical, deep red void.
When he grasped the sword that was only a silhouette, it gradually materialized as if being printed, appearing section by section from the void!
“Uh…”
Landon’s expression immediately soured. The moment the sword materialized, he almost dropped it.
The sword was incredibly heavy… or rather, it was supposed to be this heavy. Landon had never wielded such a greatsword before, so he had no psychological expectation of its weight. He gripped his right wrist with his left hand, barely managing to pull it out.
Seeing him almost lose his balance and fall, Eivass quickly reached out to steady him and took the hilt.
Viness merely let out a loud “Caw—,” and the crimson curse entwined around the sword shattered and dissolved on its own. For her, who possessed divinity, Heavenly Envoy Fragments, and had officially reached the Sixth Tier, this was merely a casual act.
The dark red grime that originally clung to the sword, resembling solidified blood, also dissipated, revealing its true form as a Holy Sword.
Its blade shone with a pure and holy silvery radiance. It was a Holy Sword entirely different from the fierce and aggressive nature of the Red-Hilted Sword. At its widest point, near the guard, it was over twenty centimeters wide, and the blade alone was over one meter sixty long.
…It was practically like a plank of wood. More like a shield with a handle than a sword.
A ceremonial greatsword—more reminiscent of a white princess gown than silvery white knight armor. It was so large that it was inconvenient to wield, and the elven language praising the Silver Crown Dragon was inscribed all over its blade.
This was a sheathed sword. Because it wasn’t meant for cutting—Eivass noticed it didn’t even have an edge.
A ceremonial sword, a sword of peace.
The pure and radiant Clarent—just as Mordred killed his two biological sons and abandoned that surname for purity, its blade had likely never been stained with blood.
Eivass held the greatsword in one hand. The moment he touched it, the sword’s attributes immediately appeared before his eyes.
【Holy Sword · Clarent】
【Holy Weapon (Silver Crown Dragon): This weapon was forged by the Silver Crown Dragon, and only those who acknowledge the Silver Crown Dragon’s ideals can wield it.】
【Greatsword, Ceremonial Weapon, Ultra-Heavy Type, High Durability, Indestructible.】
【Holy Trait: When holding this sword, automatically gain “Extraordinary Trait: Radiant Host”.】
【Radiant Host (Golden): All “Knights” fighting alongside you will gain “Defense Power Greatly Increased”, “Attack Power Greatly Increased”, “Fortified”, “Immune to Weakening (Third Tier and below)”.】
【Holy Module – Radiant Ceremony: Attacks made with this sword will not cause any damage; enemies attacked by this sword will have all friendly damage taken increased by 50%, this increase is considered an additional attack initiated by the Holy Sword wielder.】
【Holy Module – Radiant Greatsword: This sword itself is considered a shield and can transform into a battle axe. Any attack hitting any part of this sword is considered successfully parried by a shield and its impact is negated; when attacked by this sword, the enemy’s mass is considered one-seventh (i.e., body and weapons are more easily knocked away).】
【Holy Module – Radiant Battle Axe: When in battle axe mode, this sword’s weight increases sevenfold, and the effect of “Holy Module – Radiant Ceremony” is nullified. The effect of “Holy Module – Radiant Greatsword” changes to: when attacked by this battle axe, the impact force gained by the enemy increases sevenfold; planting the battle axe on the ground can deploy radiant wings to resist frontal damage for allies behind oneself.】
【”—Blade like a mirror, shield like a sword, knight like me, god like my king.”】
