Chapter 292 – #67 Last Confession (1)
“Stop!! If you don’t stop, Emilia, I won’t let you go!!”
Count Meln pointed the sword that emitted black aura towards Emilia.
“Do not say that… That can’t be!”
“What am I for… What have I been doing all this time for!”
“Step back, Emilia… ! If you don’t get out of here right now, I could cut off an arm or a leg.”
“No, I will cut off all limbs and immobilize them…” !!”
Count Meln’s face was red, and tears flowed from his eyes.
The words he shouts are incoherent, and he doesn’t even know what he’s talking about.
To that extent, the Count was agitated.
The earl is shaken by Emilia’s confession and the wish she made to the demon lord.
And maybe the same goes for the demon lord, the answer to Emilia’s request still hasn’t been returned.
In the midst of this, between the agitated Count and the Demon King, Emilia turned her body halfway and looked at the Count.
She glared at the Count with a sunken smile, but with unwavering eyes.
“If you can, try it, Earl Meln.”
“If you haven’t forgotten that I am a [Hero].”
The holy sword in Emilia’s hand, whaaaaa the holy sword in Emilia’s hand. Shines.
That torrent of light was on a different level compared to the dark darkness that wrapped around the count’s sword.
It is clear that Emilia’s power also came from the demon king, and the count’s power also belonged to the demon king.
However, the talent to deal with it is overwhelmingly lacking for the Count.
Emilia, who had been adopted as the [Hero] Since she was young, had enough qualifications to handle her power and her talents.
She not only does her mercenary work, she has fought tough battles with various opponents and even tamed her powers completely as her own.
On the other hand, the count was pushed by that power and lost himself every day.
Even now, it seems that her power somehow leaves her own hands and runs rampant, and it is her best to suppress and control it.
She can’t be an opponent.
There is no way you can be an opponent.
The opponent, in any case, killed even the demon king who was intact… Isn’t that the one who has the ‘power of the hero’… !
“Eww… Eww…”
“Aaaaa!!!”
But the Count.
Regardless of Emilia’s threat, she raised his sword high and swung it down.
The target was Emilia’s arm holding the holy sword.
If she makes her let go of her sword, and somehow binds it with her magic and drags it aside, then… !
Aaaaagh!!!
And.
The sword the count wielded exploded and shattered with a slash that was several times faster than that.
The Count was blown back by the shock.
Seeing the sight of him lying on the floor, his arms stretched out as if nothing had happened, just as if he was swinging only the holy sword… Hero Emilia’s figure was visible.
“… It can’t be like that…”
With Emilia’s determined expression, she said so.
It must have been Emilia’s expression to make the Count give up quickly.
However, it rather stimulated the count, and made it slow to give up.
“Eww… Ugh… !!”
Aaaaah…
Centered on the Count, black magic power overflowed and spread.
That magical power subsequently turned into a black spear, then a black sword, and something else into a black soldier, surrounding Emilia.
Can’t give up
Can’t give up
Can’t give up
If you don’t have teeth, even with your gums.
Even with everything you have.
Or even if there is something that makes the demon lord’s power overflow in this body… He will stop Emilia!!
“Emile, liaaaaa!!!”
With her shout, the narrow and airtight ‘Chamber of Consciousness’ rang loudly, and the enchantment of her countess surrounding Emilia rushed toward her in unison.
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Heo-eok… Heo-eok… Heo-eok…
Omg… Omg…
And, how much time has passed.
The Count tried to subdue Emilia with all the knowledge and all the magic he could use.
The magic gradually increased in scale, reaching a powerful magic that could possibly capture a city with just one magic.
The Count also managed to use magic that he had never used before, rising to a level he had never reached before, as if that impatience was the trigger.
It seems that I have crossed the limit upon limit, about five or six times.
And, in the quiet room after using all the magic, Earl Meln is breathing.
In front of him, the mental body of the demon king, who cannot even be interfered with by ordinary means, is floating.
Standing in front of him was Emilia, unscathed and unscathed, who hadn’t moved a single step from the position a moment ago.
While the count was drenched in sweat and her face darkened from heavy fatigue, Emilia was as fresh and undisturbed as ever.
With a thump, Earl Meln’s knees fell to the floor.
He no longer had the strength to stand on his body, so he collapsed.
At such a count, Emilia looked down with pity.
“You lost, Count.”
“Ah… You… No… Hey… No… No…”
“You lost, Count Meln.”
“… You…”
Could it be that due to excessive fatigue, even a proper voice could not come out?
Earl Meln muttered with the sound of a leaking wind. Emilia looked at him for a moment before moving closer.
One of the magics from earlier had left traces, and the floor was filled with something unknown whether it was water or mud.
On the land, it advances making a sound of splashing and splashing.
And when Emilia reached close proximity to Count Meln, she put down the holy sword by his side… She lowered herself in front of him.
She wrapped her slender hands around the face of the count, who was prostrated in exhaustion, and gently lifted him up.
So together, eye level…
“Count, don’t you want me to die?”
“…”
The Count nodded his head with trembling lips, unable to even answer properly.
“Count, do you like me?”
Also, nodded.
Emilia asked a few more questions.
It contained a number of irritating questions, but the Count nodded his head without hesitation or said, “Yes… ” “That’s right… ” And affirmed all her words.
“Emilia… Do not die… Live… Please… Please…”
The count says
The way he begs is like a child.
Comparing her with the figure of the woman who was teasing herself every time and couldn’t understand what she was thinking, Emilia laughed involuntarily.
“Thank you, Count.”
When Emilia faced such a countess, she brought her face closer to herself.
She and she kissed those lips.
She didn’t stick her tongue out. We just feel each other’s soft lips and their body temperature.
The lacking and regrettable kiss, but because of that, conveyed to each other a different kind of heartfelt emotion, not lust.
After a while, Emilia took her lips away from the Count.
“I’m sorry Count. But I can’t.”
“Just as you want me to be alive, I want you to be alive too.”
“Because I think that in the world that will change in the future, you will be needed more than me.”
“Also… Because I feel like I have to die anyway.”
“Then I would rather die for the world.”
In a soft voice, Emilia spoke persuasively.
Earl Meln shook his head as if denying that.
“No… You… I don’t have to die… The demon king… Don’t resurrect… For the sake of the world, you don’t have to die… !”
“Not for the world.”
Unblinking eyes.
The voice filled with resoluteness denied Earl Meln’s words this time.
“For me, I’m about to die.”
“Because, as you know, I am a person who can only live by sacrificing for humanity and for the sake of others I love.”
“Because I’m someone who doesn’t know how to live other than sacrificing myself to protect others.”
“So, Count. Please don’t be too sad. Please don’t regret it too much.”
Wet eyes look at each other.
The Count is weeping.
The Count is sobbing.
As if following such a count, Emilia, who had a proud and grown-up expression, also began to cry together.
Riding her pretty face, her tears flowed down again.
“Count.”
“Among the people I said to protect,You are included.”
“Before, I wanted to push away even my mission and hate you enough to kill you.”
“Right now, it’s so noisy because this heart is agitated that I have to protect you too.”
“Count.”
“For protecting me, for caring for me, for caring for me.”
“Thank you for loving me, Count.”
And, he continued her words.
“I love you too.”
“I love you too. I love you. I love you.”
“There are a lot of things I want to say, and a lot of things that are heartbreaking.”
“Unfortunately, we don’t seem to have time to share all of that.”
“Unfortunately… I leave only this heart to you.”
“I love you. I love you. I love you. Thank you. Thank you very much. I love you so much.”
“For being considerate, for teaching me a lot of fun things.”
“For showing me a lot of things, telling me a lot of things.”
“I was resentful at times, but there were so many things that I enjoyed unexpectedly.”
“So, thank you, feel the love.”
“This is clear, my sincerity.”
The count sobs even more.
He said he hadn’t done anything, and hadn’t shown anything really beautiful yet.
I blame myself for doing something that deserves appreciation and love.
However, Emilia, at the words of the earl, said that she had had enough and laughed happily while crying.
It’s okay. She comforts him by saying that with each of your little considerations, she has already experienced enough.
Remorse and consolation are intertwined.
As if to comfort him again and again, Emilia kissed the Count on the lips.
Then, at some point, Emilia’s hand that had been covering her count’s face fell off.
Emilia turns her body away from her earl, and she looks back at the being right behind her.
Ruler… Now.
All preparations are now complete.
Take off all regrets and regrets, and now… The time has come to lay down this life.
