“This can’t be happening...”
The soldiers suddenly came to their senses at the sound of a thunderous roar.
It's been quite some time since the Demon King revealed himself.
They should be getting used to it by now, but strangely enough, they can't get used to the sight of that monster.
But now it's starting to feel real that they have to fight it themselves.
They raised their swords.
And they lowered their stance as if they were about to charge at any moment.
However, despite their desire to fight alongside His Highness the Crown Prince and Abel right away, their feet would not move at all.
Ready to be crushed by the Demon King's finger for the sake of the Luan Empire.
It was extremely difficult for them to prepare themselves for death without a story.
It's a natural reaction since they are ordinary people, not sword masters or the world's strongest necromancers.
But there was one hope for those soldiers.
“Pfft, horn! The Demon King’s horn has been cut off!”
Someone shouted in disbelief.
The right horn of the Demon King, which was twice as large as a human, was neatly blown off by Abel.
And not only that. Crown Prince Louis, Bianchi, and Orkan.
Those who were called heroes were fighting at the forefront.
Behind them, Simone was protecting the soldiers from the demons.
As they began to realize this, their feet, which had barely moved, began to move.
“Ugh!!!!”
“Defeat the Demon King!”
“Follow the Crown Prince and the Hero!”
Once again, fraud is starting to rise.
After a while, the Demon King finally spread his wet wings and began to walk out of the lake.
The area around the lake was completely destroyed. A giant monster in the shape of a demon.
Every time it moved its body, a terrible aura of death spread like poison.
“Ugh! Those who are poisoned, go to the priest! The rest, don’t give in and fight!”
The Demon King began to move in earnest.
As the Demon King flapped his huge wings, a storm-like venomous wind blew, blowing away thousands of soldiers.
It moved forward, annihilating everything around it with one force.
“Kyaaak!!!!!”
“Hey, hey! Everyone get out of here! Aaaah!”
Humans were trampled and blown away by the Demon King's feet.
As it swept the floor with its three fingers, those that had not even touched a single fingertip exploded as if they had been hit by a bomb.
The Demon King roared happily.
It was almost like killing something and finding joy in absorbing the death mana from the dead life.
The wizards strengthened the barrier to block the Demon King's approach. The knights trusted the barrier and rushed out to attack the Demon King.
The healers went down to the battlefield and began to personally treat the wounded, while the priests created sacred ropes and bound the Demon King's body.
At that moment, flash!
In an instant, the world turned pure white, and dark clouds filled with lightning covered the Demon King's head.
The Demon King caught in the sacred rope, stood still, convulsing as if he had been hit by a lightning cloud.
People flinched and turned around.
'Falling clouds.'
With all the wizards busy protecting people with barriers, there is only one person who can cast this supreme spell on his own: Orkan.
“Strengthen the barrier!”
“If you want to live!”
“This magic alone... This is a magic that can be cast alone?”
“No way, it’s possible! It’s possible because he's Orkan. Stop talking nonsense and just strengthen the barrier! Do you want to die?”
“If you get even a passing glance at that falling cloud, you’ll turn to ash in an instant!”
Orkan began to recite the spell again with a cold face, despite the awe-filled words of the wizards.
Orkan, the greatest wizard of the Luan Empire, summoned a massive lightning spell, fully displaying his skills.
But the truth is, his mouth is dry from the length of time he's been chanting just to cast a single spell.
Simone is a unique case among mana users, but in fact, ordinary magicians require several minutes of chanting to cast even one spell.
'At times like this, I envy Simone.'
She is the one who uses that great mana freely without even having to use a spell.
Bianchi, who had been watching Orkan chant nonstop while thinking about such things, shook his head with a tired expression.
“I hope Simone doesn’t get into trouble. Isn’t that what you’re thinking?”
Who knows? That solemn and intelligent face of his may actually be thinking such silly thoughts.
The scary thing about Orkan was that he cast such crazy magic all by himself without showing any sign of difficulty.
He also possessed a high level of self-control and precision, which allowed him to use massive magic without tiring.
This could also be said to be a difference from Simone, who becomes noticeably thinner every time she uses a high-intensity attack.
Of course, Simone can draw out strength in one breath without even using the spell.
Anyway, there is something even more amazing about Orkan.
Kwakang!!!!
Orkan's fall cloud fell once again upon the Demon King's head.
The dark clouds that had been gathering all around were swallowed by the dark clouds created by Orkan, releasing even greater lightning energy.
The endless pouring rain and dark clouds. Orkan, the strongest wizard, was a man who knew how to utilize nature better than anyone else.
Hundreds of lightning bolts struck madly toward the Demon King.
Lightning magic is considered lower in destructive magic than fire and water magic because it is difficult to target and its strength is fixed, but the general concept can be overturned depending on the environment and the caster.
“Hey, Sir! Don’t push yourself too hard! I almost got dragged in too!”
“You traitor to the empire! Are you planning to kill me?”
Abel and Louis, who were almost hit by the Demon King, suddenly lost their temper and hurled an aura at the Demon King.
One of the Demon King's arms and thighs was cut off.
Orkan, who had managed to hear Abel's voice from so far away, let out a breath and chuckled.
“You should have just avoided it.”
He should be very grateful that he was able to stop that ferocious demon lord.
Abel and Louis began to attack the Demon King indiscriminately with their faces flushed with fever, and now the soldiers also coordinated and continued the operation.
“Oh, me, a traitor. Where is there a loyal subject like me? I shouted at the top of my lungs to get out.”
When Orkan made an inappropriate joke, Bianchi snickered and tapped him on the shoulder.
“Are you free? You’re even joking.”
“No, I’m thinking about it. I don’t have any free time.”
“What are you thinking?”
Orkan furrowed his brow with his pounding head and looked towards the Demon King.
The giant monsters were like a mountain, the sacred ropes surrounding them, and the wizards' giant barrier domes.
People smaller than ants standing in front of the monster, and sword masters fighting with overwhelming momentum while pouring out auras.
Orkan, who had been staring at them for a while, spoke in a small voice.
“Bianchi, do you remember what happened when you entered the imperial library a while ago?”
“Ah, the day you snuck in?”
Orkan nodded.
As the Demon King's resurrection was imminent, Orkan, with Bianchi's help, sneaked into the library that only the Imperial family had access to.
It was an unexpectedly bold move, but there was no other way since Crown Prince Louis, who was supposed to bring the information Orkan wanted instead, was being held captive by the nobles.
At that time, Orkan read several volumes of materials from a long time ago when the Demon King attacked the human world.
Although the information described differed depending on the author, the part that 'the Demon King is extremely intelligent' was common to all materials.
So be felt something was strange.
“No matter how I look at it, I can’t feel any intelligence at all...”
"What are you talking about?"
“He's like an animal with only instincts.”
Of course, this is better for fighting and the sacrifices are also much greater, but the intelligence and abilities are significantly lower than those in the well-known, actually described data.
According to the data, the Demon King was never a being that could be subdued as quickly as now.
'Unless someone had already planned it out...'
Something smelled fishy.
“Oh my, I can’t do it anymore.”
Simone sank to the floor with an exhausted look on her face.
When she defended this battlefield alone, she didn't feel tired. It felt like her adrenaline was rushing like crazy.
Then, when the necromancers of the Serk Empire began to take Simone's side and support her with their excellent skills, a heavy fatigue began to set in.
Even among the necromancers from the agency and agencies, those who are capable of combat have solid fundamentals despite not having combat experience.
It was enough to give Simone some time to rest.
It seemed that the tension in her body had been greatly relieved as she began to feel somewhat safe here.
“Simone!”
At that moment, a very welcome voice was heard from far away.
“...Jace?”
Jace, who seemed to have changed a little since she had seen him, approached her with a thick book in his hand.
“How is this place...? It’s dangerous!”
Jace responded to her words as if to reassure her.
“Because my father is here too. I learned healing techniques from Lord El during that time. I came with the healers who came later.”
"... Yes?"
"Yes?"
Healing? She looked at him as if she was wondering what he was talking about out of the blue, but Jace pretended not to notice her gaze as if he had expected it and began to treat Simone.
Although she wasn't seriously injured, she had quite a few minor injuries from fighting the demons alone, and most of all, her mana consumption was extremely high.
Simone absentmindedly held out her hand to Jace, then suddenly looked down at the black fur ball sitting next to her.
Come to think of it, Geneon came running as soon as dark clouds descended on this dangerous place.
'I can't just let you die.'
Simone stared at him and asked him slyly.
“I know you’ve already rejected me once, and I understand why you’re rejecting me, but is it really not possible?”
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The soldiers suddenly came to their senses at the sound of a thunderous roar.
It's been quite some time since the Demon King revealed himself.
They should be getting used to it by now, but strangely enough, they can't get used to the sight of that monster.
But now it's starting to feel real that they have to fight it themselves.
They raised their swords.
And they lowered their stance as if they were about to charge at any moment.
However, despite their desire to fight alongside His Highness the Crown Prince and Abel right away, their feet would not move at all.
Ready to be crushed by the Demon King's finger for the sake of the Luan Empire.
It was extremely difficult for them to prepare themselves for death without a story.
It's a natural reaction since they are ordinary people, not sword masters or the world's strongest necromancers.
But there was one hope for those soldiers.
“Pfft, horn! The Demon King’s horn has been cut off!”
Someone shouted in disbelief.
The right horn of the Demon King, which was twice as large as a human, was neatly blown off by Abel.
And not only that. Crown Prince Louis, Bianchi, and Orkan.
Those who were called heroes were fighting at the forefront.
Behind them, Simone was protecting the soldiers from the demons.
As they began to realize this, their feet, which had barely moved, began to move.
“Ugh!!!!”
“Defeat the Demon King!”
“Follow the Crown Prince and the Hero!”
Once again, fraud is starting to rise.
After a while, the Demon King finally spread his wet wings and began to walk out of the lake.
The area around the lake was completely destroyed. A giant monster in the shape of a demon.
Every time it moved its body, a terrible aura of death spread like poison.
“Ugh! Those who are poisoned, go to the priest! The rest, don’t give in and fight!”
The Demon King began to move in earnest.
As the Demon King flapped his huge wings, a storm-like venomous wind blew, blowing away thousands of soldiers.
It moved forward, annihilating everything around it with one force.
“Kyaaak!!!!!”
“Hey, hey! Everyone get out of here! Aaaah!”
Humans were trampled and blown away by the Demon King's feet.
As it swept the floor with its three fingers, those that had not even touched a single fingertip exploded as if they had been hit by a bomb.
The Demon King roared happily.
It was almost like killing something and finding joy in absorbing the death mana from the dead life.
The wizards strengthened the barrier to block the Demon King's approach. The knights trusted the barrier and rushed out to attack the Demon King.
The healers went down to the battlefield and began to personally treat the wounded, while the priests created sacred ropes and bound the Demon King's body.
At that moment, flash!
In an instant, the world turned pure white, and dark clouds filled with lightning covered the Demon King's head.
The Demon King caught in the sacred rope, stood still, convulsing as if he had been hit by a lightning cloud.
People flinched and turned around.
'Falling clouds.'
With all the wizards busy protecting people with barriers, there is only one person who can cast this supreme spell on his own: Orkan.
“Strengthen the barrier!”
“If you want to live!”
“This magic alone... This is a magic that can be cast alone?”
“No way, it’s possible! It’s possible because he's Orkan. Stop talking nonsense and just strengthen the barrier! Do you want to die?”
“If you get even a passing glance at that falling cloud, you’ll turn to ash in an instant!”
Orkan began to recite the spell again with a cold face, despite the awe-filled words of the wizards.
Orkan, the greatest wizard of the Luan Empire, summoned a massive lightning spell, fully displaying his skills.
But the truth is, his mouth is dry from the length of time he's been chanting just to cast a single spell.
Simone is a unique case among mana users, but in fact, ordinary magicians require several minutes of chanting to cast even one spell.
'At times like this, I envy Simone.'
She is the one who uses that great mana freely without even having to use a spell.
Bianchi, who had been watching Orkan chant nonstop while thinking about such things, shook his head with a tired expression.
“I hope Simone doesn’t get into trouble. Isn’t that what you’re thinking?”
Who knows? That solemn and intelligent face of his may actually be thinking such silly thoughts.
The scary thing about Orkan was that he cast such crazy magic all by himself without showing any sign of difficulty.
He also possessed a high level of self-control and precision, which allowed him to use massive magic without tiring.
This could also be said to be a difference from Simone, who becomes noticeably thinner every time she uses a high-intensity attack.
Of course, Simone can draw out strength in one breath without even using the spell.
Anyway, there is something even more amazing about Orkan.
Kwakang!!!!
Orkan's fall cloud fell once again upon the Demon King's head.
The dark clouds that had been gathering all around were swallowed by the dark clouds created by Orkan, releasing even greater lightning energy.
The endless pouring rain and dark clouds. Orkan, the strongest wizard, was a man who knew how to utilize nature better than anyone else.
Hundreds of lightning bolts struck madly toward the Demon King.
Lightning magic is considered lower in destructive magic than fire and water magic because it is difficult to target and its strength is fixed, but the general concept can be overturned depending on the environment and the caster.
“Hey, Sir! Don’t push yourself too hard! I almost got dragged in too!”
“You traitor to the empire! Are you planning to kill me?”
Abel and Louis, who were almost hit by the Demon King, suddenly lost their temper and hurled an aura at the Demon King.
One of the Demon King's arms and thighs was cut off.
Orkan, who had managed to hear Abel's voice from so far away, let out a breath and chuckled.
“You should have just avoided it.”
He should be very grateful that he was able to stop that ferocious demon lord.
Abel and Louis began to attack the Demon King indiscriminately with their faces flushed with fever, and now the soldiers also coordinated and continued the operation.
“Oh, me, a traitor. Where is there a loyal subject like me? I shouted at the top of my lungs to get out.”
When Orkan made an inappropriate joke, Bianchi snickered and tapped him on the shoulder.
“Are you free? You’re even joking.”
“No, I’m thinking about it. I don’t have any free time.”
“What are you thinking?”
Orkan furrowed his brow with his pounding head and looked towards the Demon King.
The giant monsters were like a mountain, the sacred ropes surrounding them, and the wizards' giant barrier domes.
People smaller than ants standing in front of the monster, and sword masters fighting with overwhelming momentum while pouring out auras.
Orkan, who had been staring at them for a while, spoke in a small voice.
“Bianchi, do you remember what happened when you entered the imperial library a while ago?”
“Ah, the day you snuck in?”
Orkan nodded.
As the Demon King's resurrection was imminent, Orkan, with Bianchi's help, sneaked into the library that only the Imperial family had access to.
It was an unexpectedly bold move, but there was no other way since Crown Prince Louis, who was supposed to bring the information Orkan wanted instead, was being held captive by the nobles.
At that time, Orkan read several volumes of materials from a long time ago when the Demon King attacked the human world.
Although the information described differed depending on the author, the part that 'the Demon King is extremely intelligent' was common to all materials.
So be felt something was strange.
“No matter how I look at it, I can’t feel any intelligence at all...”
"What are you talking about?"
“He's like an animal with only instincts.”
Of course, this is better for fighting and the sacrifices are also much greater, but the intelligence and abilities are significantly lower than those in the well-known, actually described data.
According to the data, the Demon King was never a being that could be subdued as quickly as now.
'Unless someone had already planned it out...'
Something smelled fishy.
***
“Oh my, I can’t do it anymore.”
Simone sank to the floor with an exhausted look on her face.
When she defended this battlefield alone, she didn't feel tired. It felt like her adrenaline was rushing like crazy.
Then, when the necromancers of the Serk Empire began to take Simone's side and support her with their excellent skills, a heavy fatigue began to set in.
Even among the necromancers from the agency and agencies, those who are capable of combat have solid fundamentals despite not having combat experience.
It was enough to give Simone some time to rest.
It seemed that the tension in her body had been greatly relieved as she began to feel somewhat safe here.
“Simone!”
At that moment, a very welcome voice was heard from far away.
“...Jace?”
Jace, who seemed to have changed a little since she had seen him, approached her with a thick book in his hand.
“How is this place...? It’s dangerous!”
Jace responded to her words as if to reassure her.
“Because my father is here too. I learned healing techniques from Lord El during that time. I came with the healers who came later.”
"... Yes?"
"Yes?"
Healing? She looked at him as if she was wondering what he was talking about out of the blue, but Jace pretended not to notice her gaze as if he had expected it and began to treat Simone.
Although she wasn't seriously injured, she had quite a few minor injuries from fighting the demons alone, and most of all, her mana consumption was extremely high.
Simone absentmindedly held out her hand to Jace, then suddenly looked down at the black fur ball sitting next to her.
Come to think of it, Geneon came running as soon as dark clouds descended on this dangerous place.
'I can't just let you die.'
Simone stared at him and asked him slyly.
“I know you’ve already rejected me once, and I understand why you’re rejecting me, but is it really not possible?”
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