Chapter 237 – Sorry, There Are Still 5 More Left.
Vanessa was originally the daughter of a noble family born during a time when the human empire was prospering.
During her lifetime, she reached the level of sword master at the young age of 20, and her skills were recognized so much that she became the leader of the 2nd Imperial Knights. However, she was defeated by the elf army that came to avenge her people. Defeated, she died a meaningless death.
… 300 years have passed since then.
In the past, her inexperienced sword was already perfected, and she even found the true meaning of wielding the sword.
Sigh!
“Kaaaaak!”
Another elf falls down bleeding.
The number of Sword Masters she has defeated in this way is already 10.
Among her people was one elf who destroyed her empire and killed her 300 years ago.
But surprisingly, I felt nothing.
That’s because Vanessa had no regrets about her country, which had become a page of history.
“Damn it! Is the Demon King’s Dullahan a monster!”
One of her elven soldiers surrounding her shouted, but Vanessa didn’t even blink, looking to her left and right through her limited vision.
’20 people, no, 30 people?’
Immediately afterward, she grabbed the handle of her lead sword and gathered her magic power.
Pot!
Dark nebula sword
‘Twilight’
A lightning-fast sword technique that uses a large amount of blood on the sword as a lubricant to quickly pull out the sword whose friction coefficient with the sheath instantly drops to 0.
As her name suggests, a circular sword energy with the color of a dusky sunset spread around her, and the soldiers who were unable to avoid her were separated from their upper and lower bodies and became ghosts on the battlefield.
She quickly organized the troops surrounding her and charged towards the center of the Elven army as instructed by Kal Drass.
“Damn it!”
The soldiers who were moving forward and keeping their lines in order swung their spears and swords with puzzled expressions, but it was of no use to Vanessa.
That’s because the person they were dealing with had reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship.
One by one, Vanessa was cutting down everything that stood in her way. At some point, her path was blocked by an elf with very powerful mana.
An elf man with bright blonde hair that looked as if it were made of pure gold curled up the corners of his mouth and spoke.
“I never would have thought that someone who reached the level of Grand Sword Master, which only existed as a hypothesis, exists in the world.”
“And you?”
“Oh my, I’m late in introducing myself. My name is Merak, director of the National Institute of Magic Engineering and one of the members of Septentrion.”
The man said so and spread his arms wide.
“Then, if you’ll excuse me for our first meeting, let me make a suggestion. Are you not interested in becoming a test subject for my experiment?”
“… What?”
When Vanessa reacted in bewilderment to the unexpected proposal, Merak rubbed his hands together and said.
“Think about it carefully. With our elves’ technological skills, you could rise to a much higher level than you are now. If you cooperate with my experiment, I will make you a VIP of our lab, and you will never have to worry about food, clothing, or shelter for the rest of your life.”〈 Br〉
As the tone of voice of the man who introduced himself as Merak rose, as if he was getting excited just thinking about it, Vanessa frowned and spoke under her heavily pressed helmet.
“I don’t like it.”
“Why?”
“Because you seem to pervert.”
Merak looked as if he had been hit by Vanessa’s heavy fastball, which he never responded to.
But then he raised his cane with a straight face, as if nothing had happened.
“Then there is nothing we can do. We have no choice but to suppress it with force.”
“… Nothing will happen the way you think.”
As if responding, Vanessa also tightly grasped the hilt of his sword.
An imminent situation.
It was the prosecutor, Vanessa, who first let go of the tightly drawn bowstring.
‘First and foremost!’
The other person seemed to be a researcher who was not used to using his body.
In that case, there was no reason for her to give up her lead.
Kang!!
However, it was not the elf named Merak who blocked her attack.
Lee Hyeong’s arm, which suddenly popped out from under his cloak, was made of an alloy material that sparkled in seven colors.
‘Oriharkon!’
If the hardest metal in the world is adamantium, the metal with the highest mana conductivity is orichalcon.
The metal arm, made of the same material as Kaldrashu’s staff, was moving like a living creature.
“Is it a golem?”
When she took a step back and asked with her innocent expression that her surprise attack had failed, Merak shrugged her shoulders and explained.
“This is not a golem, but a magic engineering puppet.”
“A magic engineering puppet?”
“Don’t you sometimes wish you had more hands? This guy is the one who turned that wild imagination into reality.”
The next moment, five more arms made of metal popped out from inside his cloak.
If you include the arm that blocked her attack earlier, he has a total of six additional arms.
“It was originally an invention made to be used as an experimental aid, but each arm is equipped with a computing device, so it can be used in this way as well.”
Giiiiing!
Seeing four of the six metal arms forming a magic circle in their hands, Vanessa held her breath for a moment.
“No way.”
Merak said with a smile.
“That nonsense is always the way to catch people.”
The next moment, magic of different attributes spewed out simultaneously from the four metal arms on his back.
***
Walter Leonhart.
It is said that Walter, the beast-heart king.
Although he is now called the Demon King’s right-hand man, he was once a man who seriously sought the position of the Demon King.
The reason why he, the king of the beast people, wanted to become a demon king was simple.
Demons who worship the Goddess of Power basically live under the simple rule of the law of the fittest.
However, Walter, who was born strong and had compassion for the weak, did not like the rule of the fittest.
So he became the devil himself and tried to change it.
… The reason this word became past tense is because of the current generation’s demon king Nero Zoroaster, who had similar thoughts.
Haha!
As he, covered in blood, roared toward the sky, the Equites surrounding him frowned and hurriedly covered their ears.
Elves have hearing that is several times better than that of ordinary humans or demons.
Of course, I had no choice but to react sensitively to this roar.
While the Equites were unconscious, he pierced the bodies of the unsuspecting Equites through their armor with his aura-clad claws.
“Cough!”
When the elf that had been stabbed in his hand vomited blood, he shook it off without any hesitation and began wandering around the battlefield again in search of his next prey.
However, the one who stopped the bloodthirsty king of beasts was a male elf with a similar physique.
“Stop.”
A heterogeneous elf with short-cut gray hair and copper-colored skin that is not typical of elves known for their white skin.
Walter asked as if he was intrigued by his seemingly unusual appearance.
“What are you doing?”
“My name is Pek. I am one of the Septentrions who protect Elven Wood.”
The large elf said that and took a step forward.
Then, the pile of dirt rising from the ground climbed up his body and turned into armor made of rock.
Seeing that, Walter scratched the blood from the corner of his mouth.
“Oh, are you an earth mage?”
Among the four major elements, the characteristic of earth is ‘defense’.
Just as Brünnhilde, Glinda’s magic weapon, Talos, Pekda’s magic weapon, also had a sturdiness that went beyond common sense.
“I don’t think we’re the type to talk much, so there’s no need for further conversation. Come on.”
When Pekda, who was ready to fight, said this and flicked his palm, Walter curled up the corners of his mouth and bent his torso full of strong muscles.
“I never thought there would be a warrior like this among the elves.”
Then he placed both hands on the ground and prepared to jump forward.
“I like it… I like it!”
Kwaang!!
***
The devil, Nero Zoroaster.
The weight of that name is never light.
He stood out from a young age, and had already made a name for himself as the strongest demon since his time as the Four Heavenly Kings.
So much so that it was widely said that if things continued like this, he would definitely be the next Demon King.
It was by chance that Nero learned about ‘mercy.’
The hero party we met 150 years ago.
Nero, who stood against them as the Four Heavenly Kings, was defeated by a woman who was a magician in the hero party at the time.
And it was so perfect that it was miserable.
When he was lying on the floor waiting for death because his limbs were broken, the woman came up to him and said.
‘It was a fun fight. If we have the chance, let’s fight again.’
And then he walked away without taking his life.
Perhaps those words were the trigger.
The reason why Nero became interested in people whom he had only thought of as enemies.
When the demon king of the time had his head cut off by the hero party, the next demon king naturally became Nero.
Nero, who ascended to the throne of the Demon King, instead of rushing straight into the human domain as past Demon Kings did, locked himself in the Demon King’s library to find the source of the history of the fight between humans and demons.
Has it been three years since I started reading books like that?
When Nero was almost finished reading the books in the library, he came to one conclusion.
The fight between humans and demons was artificially instigated by someone.
Originally, the goddess of wisdom and her descendants, the elves and dark elves, ruled the western continent.
However, the two races, who did not get along due to their different skin colors and physical differences, eventually split and settled in different regions, and communication was cut off.
In the process, the dark elves changed their race name to dwarves, and the elves called the descendants of Mimir, the original elf, high elves and elected them as their leaders.
The period of peace between elves and dwarves, ignoring each other’s existence, lasted about 3,000 years.
A new life form was born on a continent where there were no intelligent life forms other than elves, dwarves, and dragons.
Those were the demons who were descendants of the Goddess of Power and the humans who were descendants of the Goddess of Courage.
However, compared to the indigenous peoples, the elves and dwarves, the two races that had just been born were extremely barbaric and had no religious beliefs.
So the two goddesses thought hard.
How can they suppress the belief in the Goddess of Wisdom that is spreading across the continent and expand their influence?
After such deliberation, ‘The Hero’ and ‘The Demon King’ were born.
