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The Empire’s military minister, Heron Argos, was conflicted.

He thought that if he ran away now, he could survive. He thought that if he thought about his constitution, he could save his life by abandoning them. He thought that even if the Demon King destroyed the empire, he could survive.

Even if that wasn’t the case, running away now would have been the best policy. It would have been more efficient to run away now and inform the empire of the Demon King’s recovery. In any case, the only remaining forces were Camilla and Raoul, who were completely wounded, and Ratri, whose life as a knight had ended.

There was no benefit to dying with them.

“Fuck…”

I also knew that it was not honorable at all. But that kind of honor was nothing compared to the shit of a dog lying on the street in front of the survival instinct.

He could tell as soon as he saw the Demon King’s final stance. That was a preparatory stance to blow the season. He knew it because he had studied under the Demon King for several years.

That monster had recovered from his injuries and had become even stronger. If he were to blow the whistle, everyone would surely die. It was obvious that jumping would be the best option, but he wouldn’t move.

‘father!’

It seemed as if the cute days of my daughter, who had become a spoiled brat, were fading away. That fading was binding my feet.

After my wife left, I never showed affection to her even once. The moment my hatred for my wife turned to my children, I felt like I would kill them. So I gave up and turned my eyes away from my children. Even if I became the worst father, it would be better than killing my children.

“Fuck…”

In the fleeting moments of a few seconds, Heron Argos agonized.

The instinct of the creature was telling it to run away and survive.

The knight’s instinct was telling him to abandon them, run away, and tell His Majesty about the Demon King’s resurrection.

However, his past was trampling on their voices. He couldn’t turn his back on them because of the time when he was jumping for joy while holding his daughter in his arms.

He now remembered the face of his dead son. He said he knew why they were ignoring him, and he would not blame them for it.

I even remembered the nonsense that I couldn’t understand at the time, like, “It didn’t matter if you hated me, but if I died, I would take care of Camilla.”

Perhaps he had some idea that he would become the Demon King’s target.

“The little one resembles me… Pretending to be an older brother who cares about his younger sister…”

He must have known that it wasn’t acting.

A son who resembled his insensitivity and a daughter who resembled his violence. These were children who were truly cute, and you couldn’t find any cuteness in them no matter how hard you looked.

Yet he could not truly hate children.

“Fuck. I hate losing money.”

In an instant, he blocked Camilla, Raoul, and Ratri’s path.

He took the lead, and everyone was surprised by the unusual sight.

He was the strongest man in the empire, rivaling even the King of the Ghosts in terms of his military power, but he was a pathetic knight who rarely went out to battle.

A frivolous knight who only pursued alcohol and women, despite having the talent to produce any number of skilled knights.

A poor knight, yet no one could point out his corruption.

He finally stood before the people.

“… This is the last time. Me speaking to you. Me swinging my spear for you. ”

He opened his mouth, looking straight at Camilla for the first time in over a decade.

“Why on earth are you…”

“I don’t know. But when have you seen me act with a clear reason? I just live as I please.”

“I won’t forgive you for this…”

“I don’t even expect that kind of thing. I’m not shameless enough to ask for something like that, and I’m not the kind of person who would whine and say, “Oh my god, forgive me,” just because you’re listening to me. ”

He laughed and spat. He didn’t ask for forgiveness. He wasn’t the kind of person who would covet something he didn’t deserve.

I just didn’t like the Demon King who was so confident that he could kill them with just one swing of his sword.

I admired a teacher who helped the weak, did not plot cowardly schemes, and swung his sword for justice. However, I also did not like the way that teacher slaughtered the weak, plotted cowardly schemes, and swung his sword with malice.

And… I really hated Raul for trying to move on even though it was obvious that he had lost his mind.

“This guy and that guy… They’re all making a lot of noise because they lost someone they love.”

Heron also took a stance to unfold the season, and the Demon King also opened his mouth with a surprised expression.

“Unexpected. I didn’t know you would fight actively. And you would do it alone to protect someone.”

“Since you, who were on the side of justice, have become trash, wouldn’t it be right for the country to act similarly?”

“There is nothing I cannot say to my teacher.”

“…… At least the bastard who killed my son deserves to be called trash.”

“That’s funny. And you still call yourself a father?”

“Yeah. At least you shouldn’t have said anything. You should have killed me instead. Not that innocent Byukchangho!!!!”

A strong wind began to blow, threatening to blow the empire away.

“Heron Argos, the Imperial Military Minister! I will hunt down the madman who has turned into a beast today!!!”

“Don’t you know it’s shameful to talk about things you can’t do?”

“It’s better than the annoying love story!!!”

“… Looks like you’re going crazy because you want to die.”

The Demon King’s energy was compressed into the sword, and the strong wind summoned by Heron also began to gather at the tip of the spear.

They each prepared their own season to fly, but Heron knew.

If things continue like this, everyone will die because they will be pushed out of the output.

That’s why I decided to borrow the power of sorcery and magic.

“I swear.”

The basis of witchcraft is give and take.

Although increasing the power of an attack through spells is basic, there are also ways to drastically increase output by sacrificing something.

“I, Heron Argos, will never again fight with a spear after this blow.”

“I, Heron Argos, give up escaping from the cold reality with this blow.”

“I, Heron Argos, will face the children I have turned away from with this blow.”

And the scales of providence answered his will.

“Seasonal Sword of Hegemony – Dan-guk (斷國).”

It was a huge tragedy that could even divide a country.

Camilla and Raoul, who saw the flash of that huge disaster, could instinctively intuit it.

That’s just the concept of bending itself.

It is a devastating blow that only those who have reached the pinnacle of the sword can deliver, twisting and tearing apart even providence and cutting through space itself.

“… Ah, shit, I don’t have a skill name.”

“Hey you fucking idiot…!”

“Don’t build it here.”

He charged forward, swinging his spear full of his ‘wind’.

“Charles Camilla.”

The oncoming giant storm and the Demon King’s slaughter collided.

They traded offense and defense, repeatedly cutting, tearing down, and slashing each other’s attacks.

The clash between the slaughter that sought to cut down everything and the sharp attack that sought to pierce through the slaughter and pierce through the Demon King ended with a huge cloud of dust.

Camilla, Raoul and Ratri all had to cough and wash the dust out of their eyes.

That alone should give you an idea of the ramifications of those technologies.

When the billowing dust cleared, what was revealed was the bleeding Demon King.

“… That’s great.”

The blood flowing from his left eye was a clear indication that Heron’s attack had been successful.

The Demon King, despite losing his left eye, praised his enemy’s skills without showing any sign of panic.

“That window… has definitely reached the threshold of my territory.”

After the dust completely cleared away, what was revealed was,

It was the miserable sight of Heron Argos, whose right arm, shoulder, and side were completely torn off, except for his face.

“Damn… In this window… Even if I risk my body… Is it only one eye? ”

I was never able to hold a spear again.

No, beyond that, the threshold of death began to appear.

“Well done, disciple. You have endured nine rounds.”

“Did I endure it alone? We all endured it together…”

“That was a great attack, enough to forgive that blasphemous habit. Yeah. I guess I have to keep my promise. ”

The Demon King returned his sword to its scabbard and turned away.

“One month. I’ll give you one month. During that time, you can hone your skills to the point where you can kill me. You can sharpen a weapon to kill me. You can devise a plan to kill me. I’ll allow anything… So just do your best.”

Is that even possible?

It seemed like nothing different from killing a god.

But I felt annoyed that they only gave me a deadline of one month.

“Raoul Bergé. Camilla Argos.”

And he didn’t stop there, he called out the names of Raoul and Camilla.

“I’ll give you a piece of advice as a final gift to your grandson.”

And then he gave me advice with a slightly sad face, without a smile.

“If you don’t burn the present and foolishly think about what’s beyond, it’s easy to break. Both love and strength.”

He suddenly left, leaving behind an unknown message, and Raoul and Camilla ran towards Heron Argos with their battered bodies unable to move.

“Master!”

“Father!”

“… Ah.”

He laughed as he saw the two fools running towards him.

“You idiot son… Why did you say they look good together… Now I finally…”

He fell into the darkness without being able to finish his words.