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    A fierce wind began to blow as if a giant monster was flapping its wings.

    Raoul and Camilla, who were caught in the midst of a huge storm of destruction, bit their teeth. Camilla was currently in a state of total bruises, and Raoul was also not in the best of shape, with a crack in his wrist.

    In such a predicament, Raul decided to do what he does best.

    He gave up resistance and just hugged Camilla, taking all the attacks with his bare body. He gave up the vibration and deployed the power he had received from the queen.

    The dragon’s power took the form of scales to protect Raoul, but unfortunately, the love the dragon left behind could not overcome the Demon King’s love.

    Eventually, the savage attacks that had broken through the dragon’s defenses rushed towards Raoul, and Raoul ended up with a body that was as badly wounded as Camilla.

    The countless red lines carved into his body clearly showed the aftereffects.

    “This idiot…!”

    “If you do that too… If you do that too, I won’t be able to forgive myself and I’ll kill myself… In that case, this would be more efficient…”

    “What the hell are you talking about!!!”

    “You alone… can’t repeat it… That’s what I’m saying…”

    Raoul began to vomit blood and stagger. However, like a skilled warrior, he was able to stand upright by giving his heart a new beat. Although it was only an emergency measure like urinating on one’s own feet.

    “Haa… Haa… Damn it.”

    “Poor Raoul Bergé. No matter how much you oil the wheels that are already in shambles, they will never roll properly.”

    The Demon King was not the type to say empty words. He truly pitied Raoul, who was still desperately trying to fight.

    Now that the Demon King has recovered, the Empire’s defeat is as obvious as day. But why do they fight so desperately? If it weren’t for others, Raoul would have sacrificed enough.

    He could have just thrown everything away and run away. He could have just thrown everything away and given up. There would be no reason for him to be desperate anymore.

    “Is it a sense of victory that keeps you burning with fighting spirit even when death is in sight? Or is it just a sense of arrogance that makes you want to fight without thinking? Either way… it’s not good.”

    “Is there any difference between you and me…?”

    “What…?”

    “You must be laughing at me. With death in front of me… What can fighting like this really change? Yes. You’re right. Even if I fight desperately, my body won’t change. ”

    Raoul was a man of terrible tongue, which everyone around him agreed with.

    Everyone’s complaints about his speech may be due to his habit of cutting off the subject and the middle of his speech and only saying what he wants to say, but there was another fundamental reason.

    The point is that I don’t lie unless it’s a really special case.

    “But what’s the difference between fighting desperately with my own death in sight and… fighting desperately for someone else’s death…?”

    “What did you just say?”

    At that moment, the pure white aura that the Demon King was emitting began to turn dark red.

    The air, which was a mixture of anger, murderous intent, and despair, suddenly became turbid, even though it was a clean air without a trace of turbidity.

    Soon, the energy regained its pure white color, but that pure whiteness did not have the same value as before.

    “Explain, Raoul Bergé. Even if I understand and sympathize with your suffering, that doesn’t mean we are alike.”

    “Fighting won’t cure my sick body… Yes. I know that much. But even if you swing a sword…”

    “Don’t move your tongue more than three inches, Raoul Bergé.”

    “The rain of your death won’t come back, right? And yet, just like you desperately swung your sword. I, too, am just whipping this body. Either way, isn’t it similarly meaningless?”

    The Demon King began to feel a fierce murderous desire towards Raoul Bergé, whom he had pitied.

    “In the end, it’s just meaningless. Because of this meaningless effort, my body is getting sicker and sicker. You’re probably the same.”

    “No. That’s stupid nonsense, Raoul Bergé. I’ve reached the realm of my black god. Unlike you who is sick and dying, I….”

    “Even if your sword becomes stronger, the essence of a sword is to cut and destroy… Even if its power increases, its essence does not change. But your past was different.”

    “… seven together.”

    The Demon King decided that further discussion was pointless and decided to raise his sword instead of raising his voice.

    “The history of the empire you helped spans over a thousand years, the technologies you taught us have been passed down from generation to generation, and the helping hands you left behind have also been passed down by word of mouth.”

    “Absolute Sword – White Thunder.”

    “They say the sword strikes you made have gotten stronger, but in the end, even after a year, the traces will disappear. Rather, this is the result… You have become weak like me…”

    Irregular sword strikes, like pure white lightning bolts, flew towards Raoul as fiercely and violently as actual lightning.

    “How pitiful, Demon King.”

    “Don’t mock me any more, Raoul Bergé!!!”

    Raul had to step forward. In fact, he too wanted to give up this fight. It was just painful to face such a monster. To be honest, he just wanted to quietly recuperate and take a nap.

    However, Camilla and Heron were specialized in offense. Among them, he was the only warrior specialized in defense. That was why he had to fight even if it meant whipping his sick and rusty body.

    I had no choice but to step forward. I had to step forward. The pain of putting off what I had to do was enough once.

    “Hoo…”

    Once again Raoul’s fingertips began to tremble.

    It wasn’t a trembling caused by fear.

    It wasn’t a trembling caused by murderous intent or anger.

    It was just a cry to protect the person I love and my family.

    After concentrating all the vibrations at the tip of the staff, he collided it with a sword strike that shot out like lightning.

    The black energy that exploded and flew in all directions slashed Raul’s body again… but he did not give up.

    “… Arms together.”

    “Devil King…”

    This time, the moment he raised his hand to attack rather than defend, something very familiar came over Raul.

    The misfortune that suddenly befell Raoul seized his heart, and for a moment, his heart was paralyzed, causing him to fall to his knees, vomiting blood.

    “Raoul!”

    “Raccoon!”

    After the two men realized what was happening, they approached Raul and tried to protect him.

    However, just before they could reach the already wounded ones, the Demon King’s sword struck.

    “Pointed sword (尖劍) – Yeongryong (影龍).”

    The Demon King rushed at Raoul, his figure hidden like a shadow.

    And with the sharp, shining white blade, he tried to pierce Raoul’s heart.

    After killing him and eliminating him, you can kill the remaining two with the ninth sword strike and that’ll be it.

    “Rest in peace, poor thing.”

    And the Demon King’s sword finally pierced through the flesh and bones and penetrated the body.

    However, Raoul Bergé’s heart was intact.

    It was not Raoul Bergé’s heart that was pierced by the Demon King’s sword,

    It was the bridge of Latri Bergé that appeared out of nowhere.

    “What the heck is this…!”

    “I came running after feeling an unusual commotion… Fortunately, it seems I’m not too late.”

    “Mother…?”

    “Kyle That kid ran away with Lizel… And I just took the booster he had…”

    Judging by the protruding blood vessels around the eyes, it seemed that the strengthening agent had been taken to its limit.

    She took the medicine even though the pain and side effects could not have been mild.

    And he used his strengthened body to block the Demon King’s sword strike. Even though he only blocked the stab with his foot.

    It was also a luxury he could afford because he was worried about his son for the first time.

    “But… It’s tough as expected. I never thought I’d fight an enemy like this.”

    And Ratri also collapsed likewise.

    The Demon King’s sword strike pierced from the heel all the way to the knee, so it would be strange if he could stand upright.

    I might have to live my whole life limping.

    Still, she spoke plainly.

    “My life as a knight may be over… But I have no regrets at all. This kind of relief… is truly a first.”

    Latri tried to smile with all her might for the first time. She wasn’t one to smile easily either, so the smile was awkward, but at the same time, it was the most beautiful smile of all.

    “Mother… why…”

    “… It’s called atonement.”

    Latri continued speaking, caressing Raoul’s cheek.

    “You can call it hypocrisy. You can criticize me for saying that this is all you can do to restore our relationship. But that’s okay… Just know this one thing.”

    “……”

    “You are my child and Arthur Berger’s child.”

    It was Ratri who once beat and kicked his son at the training ground.

    She became the mother who stretched out her leg and saved her son just before the Demon King’s sword reached Raoul.

    “I won’t even ask you to forgive me. No, I’ll accept it even if you blame me for the rest of your life. But that’s okay… I wish you wouldn’t leave me.”

    “…Haa. You and I are always so foolish. We miss our timing and… We only resemble terrible things.”

    But before the story of the hat could come to an end, the Demon King took his stance first.

    “It’s a tearjerker. But… now all that’s left is tragedy.”

    The Demon King’s sword began to shine again.

    “Same as above.”

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