episode_0057

Thong, thong, thong, thong, thong – the sound of drums is heard. This is the sound in my heart.

Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump – the sound of the ground shaking is heard. This is the sound of reality.

As I confidently opened the door and went out, I saw monsters coming from all directions, putting on some weight on their shoulders. The ground shakes violently as if there is an earthquake.

“Wow, it’s a minister. It’s spectacular.”

The good news is that there are no Five King level monsters in sight. If by any chance a monster of the level of the Five Kings had been caught, they would have had to run away, but wouldn’t a monster of that level be worse than a fly like a black wyvern?

Wow!

They are not on the same side. Rather, it is closer to a competitor. Just like the demons who flocked to take over Aru, King of Lang, a hundred years ago.

Of course, if they run into each other while running, they get tangled up and fight, which is a serious problem. Because of this, the area around Beatrice’s house is now a mess.

The monsters, possessed by the scent of Black Wyvern’s blood, are fighting wildly. Not just one or two, but a huge number, approaching hundreds.

I like that kind of chaotic fighting scene, but the main characters on this stage right now are me and Beatrice. They are just disposable bridesmaids. I took out a white mask, put it on my face, and walked over to where the fight was taking place.

Jeopuk-.

Then, when I looked back for a moment, I saw Beatrice standing at the door holding a great sword. Hold the handle of the great sword with both hands and place the blade straight on the floor. It is the posture of a paladin.

“Did you call them?”

“I needed to prepare the stage.”

“I don’t think you can kill them all by yourself.”

“Of course! Killing them is your job!”

“No nonsense. I don’t fight.”

“Giggle, then why did you come out? Are you just staying at home?”

flinch-.

“Well, I just came out to look around.”

“You’re saying you won’t fight when you have such a ferocious greatsword in your hand?”

“… It’s a habit, a habit. I have no intention of fighting.”

Beatrice says, closing her lower lip. The brown hair tied tightly behind her trembles slightly.

“Haha, I like it. But I’m going to fight. Sir, you are watching intently from behind!”

After saying that, I ran towards the place where the fight was taking place. A cool breeze flutters through my collar.

Beatrice’s heartbeat can be heard clearly. Her once impregnable heart is gradually breaking down. I smiled beneath my mask and jumped into the middle of the monsters.

******

Excited, Excited-.

Beatrice chewed her lips with an inexplicable feeling of excitement.

I felt uncomfortable. My body was itching.

It’s a feeling I’ve felt since I played chess with Oscar. To be exact, from the time I was turned against and lost in chess.

The image of the queen rushing into the enemy camp alone and sweeping the battlefield, flashing from east to west.

Beatrice felt her heart beating rapidly as she was struck by its majestic majesty.

For a moment, I even felt that something like a mere chess piece was cool. To that extent, Beatrice was captivated by the Queen’s majesty.

Four years ago, after a very painful tragedy occurred, I came to the Demon Forest to get rid of all my distracting thoughts and live quietly.

The suppression of all those desires was being broken by an unidentified demon who introduced himself as a magician.

‘I wanted to become a knight. A father’s love is only additional. Was he enthusiastic about the battle itself?’

Listening to Oscar’s clever speech after losing at chess.

Beatrice looked back on her life. And little by little, I realized.

Oscar’s words are true. All this while, he was struggling in an illusion of his own making.

But then what?

No matter what the truth is, no matter what your inner thoughts are.

He is a child who was tricked by the devil and stabbed his father’s heart.

I committed an unforgivable sin. How could such a person, out of such desire, pick up a sword again?

-Yes, while thinking about it.

When Oscar went out of the house, Beatrice followed him. With the great sword wrapped in one’s grip.

My mind felt dull. Beatrice swallowed her sleep.

A base desire to immediately throw myself into the battlefield taking place in front of my eyes and cut off the flesh and blood of the monsters, and a nagging true intention to be looked at with the nostalgic fear that would follow later crept up in a corner of my heart.

First, a paladin is someone who suppresses their nature through reason. Beatrice steeled herself and with difficulty put the sword into the ground. Nevertheless, the hand holding the sword kept twitching, but Beatrice’s patience was not going to run out anytime soon.

Just like that, when Beatrice stood still, unable to do either this or that.

Oscar had already jumped into the battlefield, waving his white cape. Into the battlefield where large monsters are fighting together.

‘Ace of Spades.’

The first thing Oscar faced was a troll that was several times bigger than Oscar. A wooden club larger than a person was slung over his shoulder.

When Oscar kicked the ground, before the troll even realized it, he was jumping right in front of the troll. While floating in the air, Oscar lightly stepped in the air and threw out the Ace of Spades. As if it were a sharp spear.

Fuuuk-!

The power of a palm-sized card was incredible. The purple magic energy momentarily emitted from the Ace of Spades took the form of a spear and pierced the troll’s head. The body fluids of the shattered troll splashed everywhere.

However, trolls are notorious monsters that can fight infinitely thanks to their regenerative power and resilience. The head that was broken by the spear quickly started to twitch and try to return to its original form.

Oscar saw that and took out a new card. Without the slightest disturbance or embarrassment, as naturally as water flows.

‘Heart 8. The flame of passionate love.’

The heart card in Oscar’s hand was engulfed in red flames. Soon the flames moved to the spear where the troll’s head should be.

Grumble-!

The fire spread quickly as if it were on foot. The troll’s skin that was touched by the fire did not regenerate, and the troll let out a shrieking scream from the hot pain. Of course, since I don’t have a mouth, I just use my voice.

Using the giant troll’s body as firewood, flames soar high into the sky. The monsters’ attention is drawn to the flames rising high enough for everyone to see.

Kuung-.

The troll, whose regeneration was blocked, collapsed helplessly on the ground. On top of the troll’s body, a white demon was standing upright. The white magician’s hat, suit, and cape caught my eye.

Grrrr-.

Krrr-!

Although he is small in size, his momentum cannot be ignored. The monsters in the area fell into a lull for a moment due to the appearance of a small being that they had not paid any attention to until a moment ago, but now that they should never be ignored.

At first, they were drawn to the Black Wyvern’s blood and rushed towards it like crazy, but the death of a troll just made everyone there realize that. They may die in this fight.

Also, the fight is no longer about the blood of the Black Wyvern. Whoever survives this fight until the end will take everyone’s demonic energy.

Just because there is a lull doesn’t mean the tension has disappeared. Hundreds of monsters check the east, west, south, and north, trying to determine who is stronger than them and who is their prey.

“Ehey! You made such a mess, why are you calming down?”

The one who broke that momentary peace was a small demon. The demon jumped into the air and rushed towards the Owl Bear who was standing next to him.

Owlbear, which has the face of an owl and the body of a bear, is close to 3 meters tall and is relatively small among monsters, but its physical strength is strong as it has lived in the demonic forest with its small body. But Oscar did not hesitate at all.

Owl Bear reflexively thrust his fist at the demon that suddenly jumped in front of him. Oscar, who narrowly avoided the attack by somersaulting, raised his magic wand and stuck it in Owl Bear’s eye.

And, I shouted.

“Lightning!”

It’s so scary!

A powerful electric shock erupted from the magic wand that penetrated the eyeball and reached the brain.

A shock that made Owl Bear’s head turn white took over Owl Bear’s mind. Soon, the Owl Bear, whose brains had been roasted black, fell to the ground like the previous troll.

Kuaaa!

Kyaaah!

At that moment, the monsters realized instinctively. The most dangerous competitor in this position is that little demon.

The two monsters, who were by no means weak, were subdued in the blink of an eye. If the fighting continues, they too will end up like that one by one.

“Oh, you all decided to join forces? That’s wise!”

As if they had promised, the monsters worked together and rushed towards the small demon. There were some who launched a surprise attack on other monsters from behind, but the monsters, realizing that the small demons were the most dangerous, implicitly joined forces.

Thump thump thump thump!

The little demon was not at all intimidated. Rather, he began attacking them all indiscriminately as if to show off. With its small body, it ran from here to there, toying with and killing monsters.

Sparks flew everywhere. The flames emitted by the monsters and the flames created by Oscar met and caused an explosion.

Every time Oscar’s magic wand flashed, a thunderbolt struck. The monster that hit the top of its head was most likely burned to the core.

Oscar didn’t stay in just one place. They used their small bodies to jump between monsters’ crotches, causing the monsters chasing them to attack themselves. The more this happened, the more evil the monsters became and their attacks focused on Oscar.

The sight of a single person controlling a horde of monsters.

There was someone who was watching the scene from afar and feeling a strange excitement.

Former Paladin Beatrice Constantino. She had vowed never to commit slaughter again, but the hand holding the great sword was trembling.

It was beautiful.

He is waving a pure white cape and fighting among hundreds of monsters.

Hundreds of people are struggling with just one person. Although it is a rare sight, it is somehow familiar to Beatrice.

The face of my dead father kept flashing before my eyes. It was a face that suppressed Beatrice’s sword.

The noose of guilt tightens around Beatrice’s neck. My breathing becomes shaky.

‘No, don’t shake…’ . Was I of such a weak spirit? ! ‘Be patient!’

Wow!

“Ugh!”

A chunk of rock flew from among the monsters and hit Oscar. Oscar, who allowed the first effective hit, fell to the floor.

Looking at that scene, Beatrice flinched greatly.

‘I can’t believe I was attacked like that! ‘If it were me, if it were me!’

If it were me, I would have split that rock in half and fired an aura tens of meters in size at the monsters.

With a single blow, he would have driven countless monsters to the brink of death and slaughtered the flesh and blood of his enemies already.

Then, the monsters, recognizing that they are an opponent they cannot fight against, will run away in fear…

If it was you over there…

“Don’t hold back!”

“… !”

Krrr-!

Oscar shouts, standing up using his knees as a walking stick.

“Do what you really want to do! That great sword that you poured so much love into, will just rot forever!?”

Beatrice’s brown eyes fluctuate.

“A warrior is one who fights! Bring bloody destruction to the enemies who dare not know the subject and flock in! One who achieves glorious victory in great battles! That’s what a warrior is!”

“… !”

“There are people with warrior blood flowing through them! Leading the war to victory and bringing peace and prosperity to our allies! However, he is infinitely cruel to his enemies! Heroes of war revered by everyone! Natural fighting enthusiasts blessed by the God of War!”

Once again, the monsters’ attacks flew towards Oscar, and Oscar quickly rolled his body to avoid them.

Although his voice seemed to be lowered, Oscar still spoke with a booming voice.

“But, the article is different! A knight is a man of moderation! A person who serves his lord, protects the seven great good, and draws his sword for upright justice! That’s a knight’s job!”

“… !”

“A knight fights for his lord! Victory for my master! But Beatrice! Your master is already dead! Is a knight who lost his lord still a knight? Huh?”

“That… case… .”

“Beatrice Constantino! Answer me!”

Very loudly.

“Are you a knight or a warrior?”

Beatrice’s head was looking at the floor. He bit his lower lip as if he had some dishonest thoughts. Her beautifully curled fists trembled.

“… I am.”

That moment.

A ghoul, who was secretly waiting for an opportunity, jumped up aiming for Beatrice.

The ghoul, which was weaker than the monsters fighting in the middle of the forest, noticed that the smell of wyvern blood was coming from the house, so it turned around and approached the wall of the house.

However, in front of the door of the house, a human woman was blocking the door, holding a great sword, and the ghoul was so concerned about her that he just hid.

Then, he felt that the human woman’s vigilance was fading due to the demon’s continued cries, and he took advantage of that opportunity to launch a surprise attack.

With the intention of silently killing the weakest human woman, sneaking into a house where the scent of blood could be smelled, taking only the benefit, and then escaping.

“Bigger! Speak louder! It’s in the paladin law you love so much! Anytime, anywhere! Speak confidently, proudly, and loudly!”

“I-!!”

However, as soon as the human woman suddenly made a loud voice that she had never used before.

The ghoul had a hunch.

That something was wrong.

But what should I do?

He had already thrown himself to attack the human woman.

“I want to fight-!”

Shuaaa!

The blade, whose tip had been stuck in the ground just moments ago, flashed a golden flash under the sky.

The ghoul’s body was split in half. Next, a vicious sword wind blew, and the body of the ghoul caught in the sword wind broke into pieces and soared into the sky.

Kwaaa-!

It is a short and concise blow. However, the aftermath of that blow did not just fade away. The air currents created by the sword wind shook the mountains and streams. The strong whirlpool of air current disintegrated the ghoul to the point where not even a trace was left.

““… … … .””

A void of silence fell over the battlefield. A void that was different from the brief void created by the small demon earlier.

The monsters’ eyes, shocked by the overwhelming swordsmanship, roll quickly. It was just one hit, but it was enough to make them realize the gap between themselves and that human woman. Some monsters whose legs lost strength tried to take a step back and fell down.

Shhh!

Beatrice’s new form has disappeared. After a while, Beatrice appeared in the middle of the monsters. Beatrice, holding the great sword with both hands, pulled it to its fullest extent and swung it vigorously.

“I want to soak my sword in red blood!”

Chop clap clap!

Pure white light and deep darkness burst out at once. The sword strike spread out in a circle and pulverized dozens of monsters into powder.

“I want to look at the enemy’s gaze-!The gaze that breaks my fighting spirit and fills me with despair-!”

Each and every word of Beatrice rumbles like thunder. The eardrums of normal monsters are torn because they are not hit by the sword wave.

“Bring defeat to the enemy-! I want to achieve a great victory! By doing so, I want to enjoy the sweet authority and honor that comes!”

The great sword, whose blade is half black and half white, tears apart the space and crushes the end. Ten aurors raised their heads and cut the hundred monsters in half.

“The world reveres and supports me! I want that kind of status! No one can touch it!”

Beatrice was an unstoppable runaway tank. Every time Beatrice’s sword was raised high, the monsters’ heads rolled around on the floor.

All the trees were uprooted, the land was completely turned over, and the area was devastated. Beatrice’s dance was so powerful that the monsters were trembling, unable to even think of running away.

In that unrealistic scene, Beatrice raises her sword high in the sky and shouts.

“Yes-! I am a warrior! How can I be called a knight after losing my lord, who a knight should have served?”

Phew-.

Beatrice’s sword is pulled back again. Sensing the impending sword storm, the monsters reflexively recoiled.

“But… ! Still, even if he was born with the temperament of a ferocious warrior… ! Can’t we just hope!”

“What do you want! Speak up! You have to tell me to know!”

“Article-! I want to become a knight! I want to fight, but I want to fight with etiquette and honor! As a knight, I want to serve my own lord! I want to swear loyalty as my master’s sword-!”

Kwaaa-!

Dark muted light and bright light fall on the earth. Beatrice swung her sword from top to bottom. Dozens of lives are lost in a single blow.

Monsters who have long ago lost their will to fight do not dare to oppose Beatrice. Exhilarating joy welled up in Beatrice’s heart, but she was not happy.

This is a futile feeling, a barbaric pleasure that one who cannot become a knight can only feel as a warrior.

“Then I will make you a knight! Beatrice!”

“Nonsense! I am the knight who killed my lord!! How can someone who has lost the qualifications to become a knight become a knight again?! Without even knowing what kind of person I am-!!”

Beatrice roars. Oscar’s persuasion was certainly sweet, but the noose of conscience was still tightening around Beatrice’s neck.

“I don’t wish for such a tragedy! I don’t want to see my lord die again, and I, out of ignorance, cut off his head! Who would dare to treat someone like me as a master?”

“Do you want my lord? Then I will do it for you! Follow me!”

“Stop talking nonsense-!”

It would be better, if only my father had cut himself then.

Even if he died, would he have been able to proudly introduce himself as a knight in the afterlife?

“Because I dreamed of becoming a knight, I wanted to serve my lord, but in the end, I cut him down with my own hands-!”

Beatrice raised her sword above her head and swung it round. The extended demonic power and divine power cut the large monsters in half without mercy.

“Because I dreamed of becoming a knight, I wanted to follow the Lord and the angels, but in the end, I followed the devil with my own feet-!”

Beatrice plunged her sword into the ground. After a while, the ground trembled violently, and hundreds of strands of ink rose from the ground, killing the monsters. Just now, all the monsters that had gathered in the area lost their breath.

“Because I dreamed of becoming a knight, I hoped to go to heaven! In the end, my destination was Masurim-!!”

As soon as blood was applied to the sword body for the first time in a long time, the great sword, which had absorbed hundreds of blood, seemed to slowly return to its scabbard.

It ends with a small demon who survived until the last moment on the battlefield of massacre.

“Can you be my master like this? ?”

The sword was crying sadly.

After creating a sea of blood just now, it was quite strange to see the person responsible for the sea of blood shedding tears.

Beatrice, whose self-esteem as a knight had plummeted to the bottom, could not help but shed tears.

What kind of idiot would make a knight a knight even after knowing that he was the knight who cut down his lord? Even if he dies and wakes up, he will never be able to become a knight again.

However, contrary to all expectations, a small demon dressed in white and neat colors from the top of the head to the tips of the toes.

He looked straight at the shadow of the tip of the sword cast over him, and spread his arms wide.

He wore a shadowless mask and shouted brightly at a despondent warrior.

“I!”

“… .”

“I will embrace you!”

“… !”

“Beatrice Constantino! You, the knight who killed your master! I, Oscar, will embrace you!”