For Some Reason, the Hero Party Members Are Treating Me Well

A dark room where all sides are covered in pitch darkness.

“Coolook!”

In the center of the place, a man vomited a clot of blood. A handful of the man’s blood poured onto the black ground. His blood was as thick and black as the ground itself.

Of course, I wasn’t surprised by that. I already knew that he was different from humans anyway.

I put my sword to his neck.

Sling – The cool blade touches the opponent’s skin.

I said, looking down at the other person.

“It’s over, Demon King. Your ambitions are now over.”

The Demon King, a being that once brought fear to this world.

As I said that, I was quite out of breath.

Haa, haa, the sound of heavy breathing fills the pitch-black room.

That breathing sound was not just mine, but it was the sound of everyone present here.

A knight covered in wounds all over his body.

A wizard who is exhausted and leans on his staff.

Even the saintess who used up all her divine powers.

Everyone was barely holding on and breathing heavily.

As the hot breath gradually subsides, I finally realize that this fight is over.

Seriously, it was a tough fight.

So much so that it’s hard to express in words.

There were blade marks everywhere, and the party members almost crossed the Samdo River several times during this fight.

Actually, there was one sacrifice.

But we won in the end.

I stood up and held on, and caught the Demon King who had filled the continent with fear and chaos. If I swing the holy sword in my hand, I can probably cut off his head.

The world was saved by this.

But strangely enough, I didn’t feel anything special about it.

Then the Demon King opened his mouth.

“Keuheu··· What a pity, what a pity. If only I had stayed a little longer, I could have gained full strength···.”

There was arsenic in the corner of his bloody mouth.

“If I had more time, I could finally end this hateful world··· Is that so? Is this where I end up? Does my ideal disappear here······.”

“······.”

The guy mutters, lost in an inexplicable sense of regret.

I listened to the guy’s words without saying anything.

Oh, it’s not that I feel any sympathy for the guy, it’s just that this scene is originally ‘unskippable’.

The guy who had been talking like that for a while looked at my face and said.

“Kill me, warrior. I won’t beg for my life.”

As he said, I drew the holy sword diagonally.

Crunch!

Along with the silver line, the guy’s neck falls off.

At the same time.

[Congratulations!]

[I defeated the Demon King!]