Chapter Index

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    Even though his entire body was torn apart by the merciless rain of coal, the vampire miraculously survived.

    He didn’t die by a narrow margin.

    This was because the fog fire was activated right before the heart was pierced.

    If a vampire does not receive a fatal wound that pierces the heart, they activate their superhuman regenerative power and are revived. Ariel, whose life was saved by a split-second improvisation, raised her head as she vomited the pain of her bones being crushed.

    ‘What is this place… ! Could it be that he was kept alive on purpose?’

    Ceiling covered above.

    A barrier blocking everything.

    Ariel felt that she had been imprisoned.

    That wasn’t all.

    Dozens of handguns were deployed in the air.

    The trigger would have been pulled in response to the target’s movement. The moment I acted rashly, it would immediately turn into a beehive. Ariel, seeing that the risk of death was still lurking, swallowed dryly and looked at the pistols.

    “Hey! The vampire has already woken up!”

    “If you get your blood sucked by a bad vampire… I heard that it turns into a skinny anchovy!”

    The young girls started screaming.

    I looked in the direction where I heard the commotion.

    Then I was able to witness the girls behind the iron bars.

    What on earth are those?

    Looking at the pointed ears, it looks like a fairy… . This is a species I have never seen before.

    As if the Ruinongs were afraid of Ariel, Ariel tilted her head while looking at the Ruinongs.

    “Hoeeng!”

    “If you are caught by the pretty princess, you will be scolded!”

    The Ruinongs who had been hiding with the intention of watching the vampire suddenly ran away screaming. Ariel, who was shocked by this, turned her head and caught something spilling on the floor.

    These are brightly colored candies.

    It seemed like the fairies I had just seen had thrown it away and were running away.

    Ariel laughed and picked up the candy while being wary of the pistols surrounding her.

    ‘The disaster god of war… ! How dare you face the disaster god of war! So, does this mean that the prophecy related to infinite fortune was true?!’

    My whole body trembled as I recalled the thrill of fear that covered the vast space. And I remembered the moment when countless bullets rained down.

    War.

    I witnessed the disaster of war.

    A feeling of deep fear and revulsion emerged from the vampire’s pitch-black eyes.

    The infinite fortune that was treated as a distant myth actually existed. Ariel, who witnessed the myth before her eyes, realized that the prophecies that the priests of the God of Disaster had always made were true.

    “One day, the infinite fortunes will descend to bring down the Earth Mother from the throne of the One God and destroy greedy mankind.”

    Ariel recited the prophecy in a low voice.

    Ascension of evil.

    The prophecy related to infinite fortune was very similar to the ascension of evil, the ultimate goal of the cultist forces.

    It has to be that way.

    The ascension of evil was a plan created in imitation of prophecy.

    Ariel hit her forehead on the floor and blamed herself for her foolishness in daring to show hostility to the apostle of war. If I could turn back time, I would do anything.

    “But why did the pioneer… .”

    Ariel let out a sigh of bewilderment as she recalled Edanant desperately trying to stop her in order to protect the Baltaria Empire.

    If he had pushed ahead, he would have torn the emperor to pieces… Why did the Prophet block me?

    planet.

    Before we knew it, Ariel had started calling Edanant a ‘seer’.

    The vampire who had been deep in thought while chewing on the candy got up. The Ruinongs seemed to like the thick candy that they had scattered on the floor, and they seemed to be eating it up.

    * * *

    He is proud of having carefully concealed his identity.

    however,

    Why on earth… .

    How does the saint know the identity of the warmonger?

    -for a long time… ! I’ve known this for a long time!

    I pondered my embarrassment as I recalled Zeveline’s furious appearance when she confronted Ludmilla.

    It’s difficult to understand.

    I’ve known your identity ‘for a long time’.

    I hoped that the saint who had chilled everyone with her bombshell announcement would reveal her true feelings openly. So, he continued to accompany the saint and blatantly noticed her whenever they were alone.

    “Whew, today is really busy like yesterday.”

    “I see.”

    Nevertheless, Jebeline continued to turn her head and remain oblivious.

    What a formidable enemy.

    She was stubborn and comparable to the Ludmilla of the world.

    Even though he was sticking up behind me and giving me attention, he shamelessly ignored me. I stuck out my tongue while staring at the back of Zebeline, who was sitting in a rocking chair and drinking sweet sherbet.

    “I will ask you to escort this fragile and elegant saint tomorrow as well. Of course you will listen, right Ethan?”

    “… … .”

    A saint dressed in pure white robes said with a mischievous smile.

    oh my god.

    Are you planning to threaten me using the identity of the warmonger as an excuse?

    I had the urge to hit the head of the tomboy with flowing silver hair. Ludmilla, who was always teased by Zebeline for being an old maid, must have felt this way.

    “Ahaha, ahaha… ! I’m sorry, Ethan’s reaction of flinching every time I make fun of him is so funny.”

    “… … .”

    Am I the kind of person who likes to make fun of people?

    I think another saint said something similar.

    “But I won’t tell you. Because Ethan is bad for not recognizing me.”

    “Yes? What on earth is that… .”

    Jeveline, who had finished resting, took steps and approached. Then he put his head forward and spoke in a low voice.

    It’s the same this time too.

    Every time I look at Jeveline, someone comes to mind.

    Could it be said that it appears to be projected as if the shape is being overlaid? As time passed, it started to become clearer.

    ‘Is it a headache again? It was like that last time too… .’

    At the same time, a headache came over me.

    It didn’t hurt so much that my head split. It’s just enough pain to furrow your eyebrows for a moment.

    But for some reason, every time a headache came on, the memories that had become clear gradually became blurry like fog. As if he wouldn’t allow me to go through all my memories at once.

    “It’s okay, even if you don’t remember everything. Because I will always wait by Ethan’s side. How long have I been looking for Ethan? .”

    “… … .”

    Know.

    Zeveline knew something I didn’t know.

    The identity of the warmonger,

    Why I can’t remember the past,

    The result is a headache every time I try to force the memory back.

    Even though he knew all the inside stories, Jebeline did not reveal them clearly. I thought that Jebelin was a very cowardly person, and at the same time, I felt sorry for him.

    This was because every time he looked at me, he would smile sadly.

    “Phew… . Anyway, I understand. I will gradually remember it someday.”

    “But don’t make me wait too long.”

    “I will keep this in mind.”

    “Like.”

    Zeveline stretched out her hand.

    It was an overt gesture asking me to hold her gently like a lover.

    It was a habit that Zebeline developed after she was caught dancing a waltz with Ludmilla. It was like watching a pet dog longing for a touch while showing sharp jealousy toward its owner.

    “It feels a little frustrating, but… On the one hand, I’m happy. Ethan is always by my side.”

    “It is an honor for you to say that.”

    They held their pure white hands together.

    Then Zeveline burst into laughter.

    * * *

    The Kingdom of Pugh was barely able to survive the all-out attack of the warlocks thanks to Ludmilla’s actions.

    But the results were disastrous.

    Most of the farmland was devastated by the monsters that attacked from all directions. As agriculture, the kingdom’s only source of income, collapsed, its very existence was in jeopardy.

    The royal family and nobles declared tax increases to somehow repair the damage. It was an unscrupulous plan to extract losses caused by natural disasters from citizens.

    “Symptoms cannot occur!”

    “Those guys who abandoned the castle and its citizens and fled to the fortress!”

    The royal family’s unilateral declaration soon sparked a large-scale civil unrest. Thousands of citizens burned down nobleman’s mansions and farmlands, threatening the leadership.

    In response, the Pug royal family moved the troops stationed in the fortress.

    It’s just a momentary commotion.

    When the regular army was deployed, the fiercely burning embers of the rebellion were immediately stamped out.

    Citizens are a group of people inherently dissatisfied. Therefore, if people who don’t even know the subject rebel, just mobilize the military and crush them. A harsh whip is always necessary for governance.

    “The enemy has raided the capital!”

    “Don’t back down! There is only one enemy!”

    When the king and nobles held a celebration to commemorate the successful suppression,

    The enemy has appeared.

    Surprisingly, there was only one enemy.

    The gunman wearing a black hood slaughtered the guards while showing off his swordsmanship that was close to that of a rookie. The guards, startled by the new sight, repeatedly stepped back to make way for the assailant.

    “You are a cultist assassin!”

    “Raiding the Kingdom of the Sword Saint… ! I will not forgive you!!”

    Knights armed with full body armor rushed forward, swords drawn.

    You can win with a single sword.

    The knights of the kingdom expressed strong confidence.

    The assailant who attacked the royal castle boasted of extraordinary swordsmanship, but did not take out the Mana Blade. It’s clear that he can’t use the Mana Blade. He is probably just a swordsman who overestimates his own power.

    I will do everything in one fell swoop, starting from the head. The knights of the kingdom pulled out their Mana Blades to the maximum and slashed their blades at the assailant.

    “… … .”

    The gunman held the hilt of his sword tightly.

    And the entire ‘royal castle’ was targeted, including the charging knights.

    ────────!!!

    I swung my sword.

    It was an ordinary slash without taking out the Mana Blade.

    but,

    That ordinary slash was enough to cut the royal castle of the Pug Kingdom in two.

    With a loud roar, the pillars of the royal castle that supported the heavy weight split. And many of the nobles who were hiding in the banquet hall waiting for the results were cut down by slashes.

    There isn’t even time to scream.

    The nobles who fell to the floor with their upper and lower bodies cut in half died instantly, spouting out blood.

    “You, who are you! Are you a ghost? Unless you’re a ghost… !!”

    The King of the Pug Kingdom, who witnessed the massacre unfolding in an instant from his throne, asked in astonishment. I felt like I was going to pass out at any moment, as if I couldn’t believe the results that were happening right before my eyes.

    A monster approached.

    The sight of him approaching with the tip of a sharp sword dangling down was truly grotesque.

    Then the king let out a scream and made his final struggle.

    “Pug Kingdom is a country that produced sword saints! If you kill me… I’m sure the Sword Saint will find you and take revenge on you! I am no different from the father who disciplined the Sword Saint!”

    Is it because death is just around the corner?

    The king frequently made threats that were difficult to confirm whether they were true or not.

    The obscurity left behind by Geomseong is absolute.

    Therefore, he tried to preserve his life by using the sword saint Regnas. No matter how much he earns, he won’t be able to reach the level of obscurity of the Sword Saint.

    “You talk so well. Even after treating me and my mother like slaves for over 10 years!”

    The gunman lowered his hood.

    At the same time, the king’s face contorted in astonishment.

    “Re, Regnas… !”

    Reddish-brown hair as dark as autumn leaves.

    Sharp eyes reminiscent of a wild beast and clear scars across the face.

    The king knew the identity of the assailant.

    Of course I had to know… .

    Legnath Pavan Pugh.

    This is because the swordsman produced by the Pug Kingdom was in front of me, covered in fresh blood.

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