Revenge Hero BAD END 287

Chapter 287 – #65 So, the Night the Villain Dies (3)

“This… Why… ?”

A room that was sealed with powerful magic.
However, Emilia, who easily broke the barrier and the magic hanging over the door with only her own magical power and strength, saw the object inside and went inside as if possessed.
It was a room where various weapons, treasures, and special artifacts were stored.

Rather than an “Arsenal,” It’s a “Treasury.”
In the deepest part of that space, a single sword stood dignifiedly with a luxurious base made of a special ore.

A special sword made of a combination of white and gold.
It was the sword Emilia used to use.
She is a precious heirloom that has been with her through life and death, and has been passed down from generation to generation in her family from her invitation.
More than anything else, it was the very thing she had snatched by Mona’s hand the first day she infiltrated this mansion.

Hero’s 【Holy Sword】.

A special sword made by a master of a mysterious race called the Dwarf, which only appears in legends, and even demons with magic and skills that are several steps superior to humans do not know how to make it.

It’s been a very long time since it was stolen by Mona, and it’s an item that I haven’t seen or found all along.
But I never thought it would have been kept so confidently.
The fact that it wasn’t broken or melted gave Emilia great relief.

“…”

Emilia held out her hand towards the Holy Sword without saying a word.
The blade of that sacred sword was shining with the pure whiteness of the last time she saw it.
Was it Hilda who managed this, or the count himself… ?
It was dust-free and gave off a sparkling luster, indicating that it had been meticulously maintained until now.

Woo-woo-woo-woo-

The holy sword, which had been inserted vertically into the platform below, began to tremble strangely when Emilia touched it.
It was like welcoming a long-separated owner.
It felt as if she was expressing her dissatisfaction at having neglected herself for so long.

“… Sorry.”

Emilia said quietly.
Heirloom, whom her father told her to treat with such great care.

Ever since the day she ran away from her Eden Bertz mansion in her childhood, Emilia has cleaned and maintained it every day, treating it as if she were one with herself.
But she hadn’t seen it in over a year now, and she had forgotten its existence.
The only time she remembered this holy sword was that she had barely remembered what she needed when confronting the [Death Knight], Who was said to be the right hand of the demon king’s army in the past.

“I’m sorry, I left you alone for so long, I’m really sorry.”
“I know it’s shameless, but I… I need you right now.”
“It’s difficult to say anything… Can you help me?”

Without her words, Emilia didn’t even know what to say to this holy sword.
She just speaks with her own feelings and will.
Truly, I only say that I need you now.

The holy sword was still trembling.
However, the trembling was never the kind of anger felt, rather it was like a clear echo that made her heart clear that she always heard when he was with her.

Seeing that figure, Emilia smiled happily and put strength into her hand holding her holy sword.
Emilia held the holy sword that was pulled out from her stand so easily with both hands.
It was too long and heavy for her dwarf and slender figure, but Emilia held up the sword as if she was used to it, closed her eyes for a moment, and enjoyed the weight of the sword.

A few seconds later, Emily opens her eyes.

“… Good. Let’s go.”

She didn’t have to put the sword in the scabbard.
Emilia came out of her door holding her holy sword with both hands.
Could it be because she had the holy sword? Or is it because the faint anxiety that remained in her heart disappeared thanks to this holy sword?
Emilia, who came out of her room, somehow intuitively knew where she was headed.

【Hero】’s intuition.
Or, it could be said to be Emilia’s unique intuition.

“Excuse me.”

The end of the corridor Emilia was looking at.
It was a room with a strange atmosphere, and she felt the same way she had seen it before… It was such a place.
Unlike the other lavishly decorated rooms, this room feels like a cave.
In Emilia’s head looking at that place, the 【Magic of Delusion】 that makes her gaze and consciousness turn away from there again begins to exert an effect.

My eyes are blurry, and the scenery is about to change.
Even though Emilia is looking at it, she tries to forget its existence.
It is a special magic that directly manipulates the mind, which is not even allowed to be recognized.
Ordinary people wouldn’t even know they were being swayed by these spells.
Emilia, too, she would only repeat her wandering again, going in a different direction, in a matter of seconds she would not even know what she had forgotten.

However, a few seconds.
In the seconds leading up to her complete oblivion, Emilia, keenly sensing her sense of incongruity, gripped the handle of her holy sword even harder.
She lifted it with both hands and raised it to her top.
On the blade of the holy sword, white magic that feels holy flows and shines.

“Please, holy sword!!”
“As always, open my way!!”
“The path of the hero, together… Please open it.!!”

Emilia vigorously drops her raised arm.
A holy sword falling vertically along with her arm.
The powerful blade of the holy sword with the force to cut even space, the light shining from the blade was directed straight ahead.
As if following the trail of light, the magic that had been bewitching Emilia, the 【Magic of Labyrinth and Delusion】 hanging over her mansion was torn apart.

Aaaaa!!!
Pajijiji!! Woojijijijijijik!!! Bakaaang!!

It’s as if the space is split.
It also looked like it was peeling off something that was covering the field of vision in front of her eyes.

A field of vision that was unknown until now, but was not clear, expands at once.
Things she had been unable to be conscious of until now became recognizable one after another, and the existence of ‘a certain room’, which she had almost forcibly forgotten in her head right before, was now able to remember in this head without any problems.

The vision is clear.
Keep your mind intact
His body, which had been remodeled for a long time and was enchanted with powerful magic, was still as heavy as if it were shackles, and it continued to hold onto Emilia and urge her to fall into female sex fever.

Okay.
With will, this level can be surpassed.
Because that [Hero].

No matter how unfavorable, no matter how worst, no matter how hopeless.
However, overcoming any disadvantages, finding hope in the mud-like despair, and opening a way out is——[Hero].

Woo woo woo woo…

“Thank you, Holy Sword.”
“Let’s go… !!”

Beyond that open field of view.
Beyond the traces of magic torn by the holy sword.
Emilia rushed towards the place she was aiming for, towards the place her intuition told her, at breakneck speed.

There is no hesitation in that step…

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Meanwhile, shortly before Emilia finds the holy sword.
At a time when Emilia was still at the mercy of the magic in her mansion and lost her way.
Earl Meln, who had arrived in the room before the ceremony by relying on magic tools, was in the middle of the ceremony of ‘Resurrection of the Demon King’.

“【■■■■■■… ■■■… ■■■■■… ■■… ■■■.】”
“【■■■■■■■■■■■, ■■■■■.】”

What is chanted is a higher level language that mankind does not yet know.
He speaks a special language that only special people among the demons can learn and handle, and continues a long and long chant.

The place where he is now is the 『Room of Consciousness』.
This special room, which was enchanted with Mona, has been used for various special purposes.

The ritual of ingesting the ‘Devil’s Egg Fragment’, which he periodically conducted, was also held here.
It was also in this room that she first fell Emilia into her trap and subdued her.
Since it was a [Hero], I thought it would be difficult to drop it in an ordinary way, so I borrowed the power of this room, which amplifies Mona’s power to the maximum.
Now, all the magic has been modified to assist Count Meln, and Count Meln has been able to use this room alone…

Before, there were two of them, but now, because they are alone, they feel lonely, in a dark and damp room.
However, Earl Meln did not express anything, and just went ahead with his ceremony.

Responding to the muttered incantation was the red jewel placed in the center of the stone altar in front of him.
It’s similar to the ‘shards’ that the Count has consumed so far, but what’s inside is completely different.

The consciousness of the [Demon Lord] Is contained within it.
The Count is trying to awaken the spirit within him through the current ritual.

Every time the count continues to sing, the red jewel trembles.
The magic circle centered on the count and the altar also sprinkled soft light, and the magic tools used to assist in the ritual swayed or trembled as if guided by powerful magic.

Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo ung

Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo…

And, after a long time since the consciousness continued like that.

『… … Go…”
“You… … What…”

A voice that seemed to resonate in a cave began to be heard faintly from somewhere.

The voice that was hard to understand exactly, but with time, it became clearer and clearer.
Seeing a certain shape float on top of the jewel along with that voice, the Count intuited that he had enough, and finished the chant.

“Did you wake Jim?”
“It is the king’s palace. Get down on your knees and pay your respects. In accordance with your example, Jim will also treat you.”
『I am a king who respects propriety and loves propriety.』

To Count Meln.
Existence born from jewels——【Demon Lord】This person called out in a clear voice…