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    Immediately after the staff and sword crossed, Raoul’s right hand blade and the weapons of the other three flew towards the Demon King’s neck.

    “You’re stupid.”

    It was clear that Raul had become stronger, but his spirit was collapsing, making him weaker.

    Still, he was strong. Even if the dragon lost its wings, it would not be easily hunted by a few wild beasts.

    He blocked their attacks at once with a dagger he took out from his bosom.

    The thing held in his left hand is an invisible sword. And the thing held in his right hand is a dagger.

    I just wanted to sweep it all away, so that I could look up at the sky alone and remember her.

    “Did you get stronger? Did you hone your skills? Did you reach a new level? But it’s too bad.”

    He swung his dagger and spun it around, slicing the Emperor’s chest.

    “Tsk…”

    “The trials you have gone through. The place you are standing now.”

    The enraged empress attempted to cut off the Demon King’s neck, but he easily blocked the sharp sword strike by crossing his formless sword and dagger in an X shape.

    While blocking the attack, he changed the position of the weapon he was holding, deflected the sword with the Formless Sword in his right hand, and then stabbed the Empress in the shoulder with the dagger in his left hand, disabling her.

    “The strength right in front of you. And the place that stretches across the horizon. And beyond that. And beyond that. And beyond that.”

    Camilla also crossed her two spears to block the Formless Sword and the dagger at the same time, but the Demon King immediately threw the dagger high into the sky.

    The moment Camilla’s gaze turned to the dagger, he immediately lifted Camilla’s chin. Then, he caught the falling dagger and stabbed Camilla all over her body.

    “All of these are paths I have passed through.”

    It was a crude workshop without even a proper name for the technique, but he was still strong.

    Although he didn’t use any flashy techniques, like throwing a sword in the shape of a dragon.

    Even the current rough workshop must have incorporated countless detailed techniques. His sword had become quieter and more refined than before, but it also seemed to have become more sophisticated.

    That quiet, rustic simplicity may be the ultimate goal that an inspector can reach.

    “… Your comrades can no longer fight. What are you going to do now?”

    Raoul took a deep breath. He was not so foolish as to throw a tantrum and attack his friend because he had fallen. If he attacked in that state, the only thing that would await him was death.

    Instead, he held the cane briefly and took a stance.

    It was Raul’s third season that he had completed with Leila.

    “… Anathema.”

    It was a simple technique of simply swinging the staff forward and charging, but its power was not that great.

    By holding the staff briefly, the power was increased, and by giving up defense and concentrating the sound, the power was further strengthened.

    Most of Raul’s techniques are focused solely on attack, unlike his usual fighting style. Among them, this technique boasts an overwhelming killing power in one-on-one combat.

    No matter what armor he wore, no matter what shield he lifted, no matter how strong his body was, he could break them all and reach the heart.

    “… This is.”

    The sound of everything breaking apart pierced through the Demon King’s left abdomen.

    “It’s definitely powerful.”

    Red blood flowed from the corner of the Demon King’s mouth.

    “But that’s all.”

    And then, right after that, there was a sound of something hitting the ground.

    “…!”

    Raoul was also a little surprised when something that should have been there disappeared.

    “A left abdomen and an arm from a strong man like you. Not a bad deal.”

    In a split second, Raoul lost his right arm, and the Demon King’s dagger tore through the tiny crack in the collapse and stabbed him.

    “Was it your intention to kill me alone? Were you determined to kill me at all costs? If you thought that was all you could do to kill me… I’m disappointed.”

    Blood spurted out like a fountain from the red scar the Demon King had carved.

    “Even beasts have the determination and heart. Are you saying that you tried to deal with me with a will that was no different from that of an animal?”

    Raoul swung his staff while it was still covered in blood, but it did not reach the Demon King.

    Even though he had finally reached a similar level to the King of Ghosts, he was unable to stand against him.

    “… Yeah. It seems I wasn’t prepared enough. ”

    “…?”

    The King of the Wraiths fought with a single-minded determination to kill all the Imperials, burning with endless hatred. He fought not for the shallow adventure of killing those who happened to be there, but for complete revenge and the resolution of hatred.

    “What the heck is that pose?”

    The King of the Ghosts was a great warrior. In terms of the depth of his skills, he was as strong as the Demon King.

    In that case, I had to catch up with the enemy beyond the horizon, even if it meant imitating him in an ugly way.

    He kept his arms back and shoulders level, as if the King of the Ghosts was firing an arrow at the demon.

    “Is this a ghost’s imitation? It’s similar.”

    The moment I thought it was just an imitation, Raoul’s staff swept across the Demon King’s cheek.

    As the red blood spurted out, the Demon King realized that he was possessed by an alien power.

    “You gave in to your love for your bloodline and gave this guy power. You are so good at talking about revenge when you love more than hate.”

    A faint, eerie power. The Demon King, who had sensed the true nature of that power, which seemed to contain the chill of the afterlife, smiled bitterly.

    It was a ridiculous irony that at the very end he would lend strength to the empire he hated.

    Who would have thought that I would entrust my power to something as simple as bloodline?

    “Still, that’s all…”

    And then immediately, a fist covered in dragon scales struck the Demon King’s face.

    The Demon King frowned and spat out the blood that had accumulated at the corner of his mouth.

    “Yes. Queen, you were originally like that. Following your foolish father, even your daughter would love a human. Yes. Helplessly watch your love die in that love. Just like I did.”

    The Demon King swung his invisible sword and tried to cut off Raoul’s left arm, but the dragon scales wrapped around his left arm blocked the attack.

    Even though the scales had been chipped away quite a bit, the power of the Queen of Dragons still burned fiercely. Just like the love she left behind, it never disappeared even if it was chipped away.

    “Just something like this…”

    The Demon King’s opening, however small, was created by the disparate power. Raoul did not miss the opening and continued to attack.

    Blood starting to flow from the wound caused by the sharp dragon scales. A dull blow and the sound that reaches the bones and organs. The chill of the ghost that is transmitted through such sound into the body.

    As such things piled up, the situation could never be optimistic.

    “……It’s hopeless.”

    The Demon King did his best to block the attacks and spat out the blood that had gathered at the corner of his mouth.

    Still, Raul was at risk of suffering from an arm amputation and a chronic illness, which had left him worse than before.

    And yet he was suffering. What on earth gave him the strength?

    Duty? Love? Responsibility? Or those people behind me?

    What could be more insulting than fighting while wearing the things that were taken from you?

    I was angry. Nothing more, nothing less. Raoul, who was fighting while swinging the light that had been taken from him,

    Indeed…

    I thought it was so bad I couldn’t stand it.

    “Number of detections per day.”

    It was just a normal technique of standing up straight and swinging the sword horizontally.

    Although it was only a technique, Raul, sensing a threat to his life, chose to evade instead of defending, and split the mountains and valleys beyond.

    “Are you trying to deal with me with the pathetic will to protect the weak and the afterglow of those who died in battle? Even that is ugly.”

    “….”

    “Look at me, Raoul Bergé. Look at me and go into battle with the sole intention of killing me, with no other intention but to kill me. Isn’t that the etiquette of the battlefield? Don’t think you can kill me without observing it.”

    “Isn’t that the same for you too?”

    “What…?”

    “You are the one who is fighting with your eyes on the afterlife, not us, with the sole intention of avenging the dead rain, looking at the dead rain. Aren’t you also the one who is fighting with only the afterglow of the dead in your heart? And in my view…”

    Those who knew Raoul could guess what would follow.

    “Even if you don’t follow the etiquette of the battlefield… I can’t help but think of a way to kill you right now.”

    It was a kind of encouragement for you to brace yourself and fight, because you are weak and immersed in sorrow and oblivion…

    To be honest, it couldn’t have sounded like that to the listener’s ears.

    “Ha… haha… hahaha….”

    The Demon King laughed as if he had lost his mind and grabbed the dagger and the invisible sword.

    “Yeah. Was I the one who was soft? Okay, I’ll kill you sincerely. I too must follow the etiquette of the battlefield. Of course, I should introduce myself like you to be in accordance with the etiquette of the battlefield!”

    Was it because of that anger? Even the shameful names of the past that I had forgotten came to mind.

    “Die while remembering my name that will be echoed from now on! My name is Beled! A foolish monster who was once called Chiwoo! A weak king who could not save the woman he loved! A monster who condemned the empire and stands alone on this land!!!”

    The hair tie came loose and his disheveled hair began to flutter in the wind.

    “This war is a love dedicated to her! Neither a sword nor a companion, I can only be a sword! Because a sword can only whisper love by cutting! I will whisper love by cutting endlessly! Because…! ”

    A love that was more vicious, uglier, and more beautiful than anything else spread across the continent.

    “Because I love her!!!! What other reason do you need!!!!!!!!’

    Raoul looked at him and spoke quietly.

    “… I understand. But I don’t agree.”

    Leila’s ring that Raoul was wearing began to glow.

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