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Richard and Satanael were in a tense standoff.

But that fierce tug-of-war has now been disrupted.

Hururuk.

Dozens, no, now hundreds, of flame streams began to fly towards Satanael and strike him like precision guided missiles.

“Kaaaah!!!”

As Satanael had transformed his body drastically to deal with Richard, the range of the flame stream’s impact had also expanded.

His body was capable of easily repelling most magic, but it was unable to block the awakened Xenia’s magic.

The large body of Satanael began to burn, and Richard, who had been focusing on defense until then, began to counterattack so as not to miss it.

“These useless guys are just fighting against a bunch of filthy bastards!!!”

The subordinates he brought to buy time while he personally went out and dealt with the enemies were nowhere to be seen.

The enemy began to provide support fire one by one, making it difficult even for Satanael to handle them.

‘Where on earth did it all go wrong?’

Crimson Wardens, they’re annoying guys, but they’re ones that you and your men can wipe out if you deal with them properly.

But why did the knights of the Goddess Church, who had been sitting still, come to their aid? The relationship between the two was close to being enemies to begin with.

He also couldn’t understand why the elite magicians from the Magic Tower had joined him and were pushing him like this.

That wasn’t all.

Satanael felt that the signals from his subordinates and officers who had shared his blood were continuously being cut off.

Satanael, who had received blood from him and became a member of the Night’s Forces, was able to determine the survival and location of his subordinates.

But the fact that the signal was being cut off at such a rapid rate meant that they were losing not only here but also in other battlefields where they had left their main force.

Satanael couldn’t believe this situation at all.

Are the major powers of the empire gathered in such a rural estate?

He wanted to figure out the absurdity of the situation, but he didn’t have the luxury of doing so.

Kwajik!

“Cough!”

Richard’s attack was fierce as he swung his greatsword as if to burst out everything he had been holding back until now.

“Hoo… .”

Fortunately, the red-haired wizard who had been pouring out an endless stream of fire magic stopped attacking, catching his breath as if he had lost all strength.

‘Now! Now, let’s attack with all our might again, take care of that bastard Richard first, and then take them out one by one…’

Satanael, who had originally been overwhelming Richard, was pushed back thanks to the sudden support from the wizard, but now that the attack had paused for a moment, he went on the attack again to deal with Richard.

“Burn, everything I have.”

Richard’s greatsword in front of him began to burn with a brilliant flame unlike any before.

“That… That’s it!”

Satanael’s eyes widened as he watched, shocked.

Richard was now emitting the same flames that the human had breathed, the one that had driven him to the brink of crisis and left scars that had not yet faded.

“You killed your own people! You destroyed the lives of those who lived peacefully, and you ridiculed those who worked hard every day as weak.”

-I won’t forgive you.

As the final flame burned, Richard realized.

‘Burn everything you have!’

This is what it means to burn everything the Master told you.

Sword Master.

Richard has now ascended to a height that no one has reached since Karl O’Regan, the former swordmaster of the Empire.

***

visor!

“It seems like it’s possible to maintain the status quo now.”

“Now I understand why the prince’s fame spread throughout the empire.”

Allied forces blocking the enemy’s main force.

At first, they seemed to be struggling against the terrifying numbers of the enemy, but now they were actually pushing forward thanks to the special forces led by Alexander massacring enemy leaders and scattering their camp.

Alexander, who had some free time, looked at Edric and Kyle and gave them praise mixed with admiration.

Both of them were famous figures that even Alexander had heard of.

One of them was nicknamed the Imperial Genius of Swordsmanship, while the other was nicknamed the Young Hero of the North.

However, Alexander did not take such an assessment at face value.

Originally, most rumors in the world were about 90% false and 10% true.

But their performance today showed that those rumors were actually reduced.

In particular, the appearance of the third prince of the empire, Edric, was a level that even Alexander could not reach at that age.

Alexander clearly believed that if given just a little more time, he would be worthy of being called the strongest in the empire.

“Then I will leave this to you two and go to the mansion first.”

“Wouldn’t it be better to push this one in?”

Kyle asked back at Alexander’s words.

“Of course that’s generally true, but I’m concerned that this one is blocked too easily.”

“Hmm… The enemy’s main force was definitely smaller and weaker than expected.”

“Yes, it is highly likely that the power of the men who raided the mansion is greater than expected.”

Both Edric and Kyle agreed with Alexander’s words.

Even without Alexander, this battlefield is in a situation where it is possible to finish off the enemies.

In that case, it seemed right to support the mansion with the remaining spare power just in case.

After finishing speaking, Alexander moved towards the mansion, cutting through the enemies with his whole body.

***

“Kaaaah!”

Satanael, who had never screamed even once no matter how much he was cut.

But now things were different.

It was impossible to extend my arms to dozens and swing them like a whip like before.

Chijijik.

Looking at his severed arm, Satanael felt the cut surface burning like a scar on his face.

‘It doesn’t play well.’

Ordinary fireworks would only be effective against the common night servants, but they were of little use to him.

The flames that were now burning on Richard’s greatsword were different.

If you get stabbed by it, it will regenerate, but it will take a long time and will be terribly painful.

In this situation, Satanael, who had been using body transformation to extend his arms and attack, would have only given the enemy a good opportunity, so he returned to his original body.

‘I’ll stop it! If I can just stop it and buy time…’

That’s why Satanael decided to buy as much time as possible and wait for Richard to self-destruct.

It was a natural disaster like a flood or a landslide. It would be foolish to deal with such a thing.

Moreover, unlike him, the bastard was just an ordinary human being.

It was clear that such enormous power could not be sustained for a long time by a human body, so Satanael tried to hold out until Richard got tired.

“You look scared, Satanael.”

“What?!”

“Do you feel like running away again?”

Richard speaks with a mocking laugh as if he has seen through Satanael’s mind.

At those words, Satanael felt the sound of the remaining string of reason snapping in his head.

“This… uncivilized human being!!!”

“Are you preparing to run away again in fear of the attacks of those uncivilized humans?”

Richard’s words hit Satanael right on the mark.

Satanael was born as an elf, a superior race, and was the leader of the Watchmen, a group of only the best of them.

Even though he stole the blood of the Night’s servants, and the blood of the true blood, he became a great being.

For him, a mere human, a human he usually thought of as weak and uncivilized, to be faced with a crisis not once but twice was an unbearable humiliation.

“I’ll kill you!!!”

A decision made based on emotion rather than reason, something he would never have done in his usual state.

Satanael, who had been waiting for Richard to get tired, lost his mind and charged at him.

As if he had been waiting for that moment, Richard raised the greatsword above his head, not in his usual position, but so that it was parallel to the floor.

And then, as he slashed vertically at lightning speed, Satanael’s body was split in two without even being able to react.

“Ugh… .”

That wasn’t the end of it.

Richard, as if he wasn’t going to give her even a moment’s rest, this time cut her body horizontally and cut her body into four pieces.

Soon, a fire burst out through the cracks and Satanael’s shattered corpse began to burn.

“Richard!”

Cypris, who had been unable to intervene in the fight for fear of being a nuisance, then rushed to Richard.

“… I did it.”

And Richard collapsed as if in the arms of Cypris.

The final blow.

It was the last of Richard’s strength in a single blow.

And it wasn’t a blow he made alone.

If Xenia hadn’t supported him when he was cornered, he might have collapsed first from exhaustion.

If Satanael hadn’t been attacked by the Black Sword.

Satanael would not have rushed in excitedly at Richard’s provocation like he did now.

This was a joint effort by everyone who had been fighting together.

“It’s not the end!”

But there was no time to relax.

Everyone’s attention was focused on Xenia’s cry as she took a rest, exhausted from the sudden physical growth and excessive use of magic.

“This is!”

Richard’s countless pieces of flesh cut off.

It started to wiggle and move.

Pot!

Soon, they began to scatter and run away in all directions, looking like dolls made of flesh.

“Don’t miss it!”

Fortunately, the group had not let their guard down yet, so they immediately began to chase after the fleeing flesh of Satanael.

But they didn’t know.

That a tiny speck of flesh had crept into Somerset Manor while their attention was focused.