“Ugh...”
Simone groaned without realizing it.
The sight of corpses with no place to stand being blown away with a loud bang is disgusting no matter how you package it.
I did it, but really...
It's embarrassing to say this now, but honestly, it was a cruel technique that made her understand why necromancers were ostracized and feared by people.
Naturally, there were more than a few people who thought the same as Simone. Even her colleagues Abel and Louis were taken aback, so much so that she had to say.
But Simone sniffled once and tried to shake off the disgust and frustration.
Now was not the time to be lost in such sentiments.
Because the fight isn't over yet.
In the distance, there was a black lump of charcoal, so burnt that it was difficult to see its shape.
It was Anasis.
She had completely lost consciousness, and Simone could no longer feel the Demon King's ferocious aura or Anasis' characteristic oppressive aura of death.
It looks no different from a normal human being who has been burned, except that there is a black fog flowing out from around her body that is difficult to remove.
Simone ran towards Anasis, clutching tightly at the empty, lightless desire of the saint.
“Simone?”
“You, your complexion... are you okay?”
The group all shouted out words of concern toward Simone as she ran toward them.
Simone passed them by without even looking at them and reached Anasis.
"Ha."
Simone burst out laughing.
Anasis had just lost consciousness in the explosion, but her burnt skin was already regenerating.
But.
'You can't leave it like that.'
Simone brought the saint's desire to Anasis' body.
At that moment, Anasis, who had been lying on the ground, started to convulse and struggle.
“No!!!! Ugh, ugh...!”
The moment Simone brought the magic stone, the power of the Demon King in Anasis' body rapidly disappeared.
“Ugh! Aaah! My, my strength!”
Anasis screamed in pain and grabbed Simone's arm desperately.
The tremendous poison transmitted through her hand began to rise up Simone's arm and contaminate her entire body.
“Ugh...”
Simone didn't move an inch.
This is okay. It hurts, but she has colleagues who can treat this kind of pollution with their eyes closed.
Shh...
As Anasis struggled and unleashed her strength, a fierce wind blew around Simone.
Simone continued to build a barrier around herself, indifferently, as the wind cut into her skin like a dense mix of sharp shards of glass.
The Saint desire.
In the original, it was a magic stone used for healing purposes.
Simone also used it solely to heal Jace before her full-scale confrontation with Anasis.
Who knew that this would be the hidden item that would deal with Anasis?
A magic stone is a stone that can absorb magical power.
The Saint's Desire, which had long held the saint's healing power in great quantity, was now the most perfect magic stone within Simone's reach.
It is durable and large enough to hold the saint's healing powers and is currently completely empty.
That's what she thought.
If the magic stone can absorb the 'power of God' possessed by the saint, wouldn't it also be able to absorb the power of the Demon King who is close to God?
As it turns out, that thought was correct.
The Saint's Desire has acted as a carrier to perfectly absorb Simone's mana, which is borrowing the power of the Gods, and passing it on to Geneon, and right now, it is extracting the Demon King's power from Anasis.
The Saint's desire, which had faded, was filled with magic and began to show off her beautiful light once again.
The saying that the more beautiful something is, the scarier it is may have been created just for this magic stone.
Simone let out an inappropriate laugh at the absurd thought she had even thought of and focused on the charcoal in front of her.
“Ha, don’t do that!”
Fear finally began to rise in Anasis's eyes.
No matter how much she struggles, she can't stop Simone's actions.
The strength left her body and a burning pain began to fill the space.
Die.
She felt the fear of death for the first time in a long time.
“No... That can’t be...”
There's no way she's going to end up like this.
Anasis knew that Simone was a necromancer of infinite talent.
But she never thought that in that short time, Simone would grow to the point where she could compete on equal footing with the Demon King and use the Necromancer's skills to the highest level.
Who would have thought that the God of death would be protecting Simone?
“Ah... Ahh...”
Anasis let out a hoarse voice. One might think she was shouting, but such a loud voice could not have come from a human who had been turned to charcoal.
Simone pretended not to listen to Anasis's words and focused only on empowering the Saint's desires.
Anasis began to scream in fear.
“That, that’s right! Geneon! Geneon dies. If you kill me, your master dies too. In an instant, the skin will rot and the leather will dry out....”
Slap!
Where did you dare to bring up whose name? To find out. Simone hit Anasis in the mouth and carefully removed the Saint's desire.
Soon, Anasis, who had lost all of the Demon King's powers, writhed in pain.
“Ugh... Ugh...”
It is now difficult to find any trace of a god-like aura in the trembling Anasis.
Now all that's left of her is her body, trampled by the golem, swept away by the corpse explosion, burned beyond repair, and the still-gushing mana of death.
Simone looked down at Anasis with cold eyes.
‘Am I going to suffer like this again for the rest of my life before disappearing?’
A very resentful and sorrowful expression. If she had the will to speak more, she would have said that there must have been a reason for that.
But no matter what the circumstances, what good is it to listen and try to understand?
A death where she can't tell her story to anyone and no one listens to her.
It was a truly wicked end.
"Ha."
Simone raised her trembling hands and lit up her mana.
In fact, Simone was also afraid of killing Anasis.
She turned around one last time and looked at Geneon, who was quietly watching this place and then created a mana arrow.
Anasis opened her mouth and opened her eyes wide.
Phew!
Her arrow pierced Anasis' head.
Anasis trembled with her eyes wide open, then stopped moving.
The eyes have become dark and faded.
Anasis is dead.
Finally dead.
She will probably never be born into the world again unless the God of death forgives her.
Her mana, which she had forcibly gathered, also dispersed and disappeared.
The sky that had been covered in black began to slowly clear up and return to its original color.
This war too is over.
Everyone lowered their weapons and stared blankly at Anasis's body.
Meanwhile, Abel and Louis approached Simone and confirmed Anasis's death.
Louis turned to the soldiers with a heavy expression and shouted.
“Anasis has been killed by the hero Simone! The war is over. There is much to say, but that will come later. Everyone, take care of the wounded and treat their wounds!”
“Waaaaaaah!!!!”
The soldiers cheered loudly.
Simone, who had been blankly staring at Anasis, suddenly came to her senses and raised her head after hearing their voices.
Before she knew it, the sun was shining and the world was bright.
“Are you okay? Thank you for your hard work, Simone. Really, thank you.”
“...Phew.”
Simone patted Louis, who was looking at her with a worried face and headed toward headquarters, passing Abel, who was kicking Anasis's body with his foot.
All that needed to be done is now done.
The old ghost that had been helping Simone all day long released its possession and fell away as if to signal the end of its long fight with Anasis.
Then, her already tired body felt heavy like a soaked rice cake.
Now there will be no more curse on the mansion.
It was a very strange and complicated feeling.
Simone, who arrived at the headquarters with all her strength drained, handed Orkan the Saint's Desire.
Then she turned her gaze and confirmed that Geneon was still there, and only then did she fall into a deep sleep.
Simone's physical condition was a total mess.
Extreme fatigue had accumulated, mana was rapidly being consumed, and the aftereffects were severe.
The wound quickly healed thanks to the treatment provided by the best medical staff in the Luan Empire, including Jace, El's disciple, but the bigger problem was the poison.
The venom that Anasis had spewed out during her final struggle spread throughout her body.
“Simone is a hero who saved not only the empire but this world! She must be saved no matter what. No matter what!”
The Luan Empire tried to save her somehow.
Simone was only able to drive out the poison after receiving all kinds of medicine, healing techniques, and even divine power treatment from the Serk Empire Saint brought by the Emperor himself.
Simone finally opened her eyes after about a month of receiving the utmost care amidst the wishes of the entire Luan Empire.
"Uh..."
She was very shy at the unfamiliar face before her eyes.
“Are you awake?”
“Yes? Who are you?”
...Who are you, really?
A beautiful woman who looked to be around the same age as the Duke of Illestone was clicking her tongue while looking at her with a pitiful look.
Simone groaned without realizing it.
The sight of corpses with no place to stand being blown away with a loud bang is disgusting no matter how you package it.
I did it, but really...
It's embarrassing to say this now, but honestly, it was a cruel technique that made her understand why necromancers were ostracized and feared by people.
Naturally, there were more than a few people who thought the same as Simone. Even her colleagues Abel and Louis were taken aback, so much so that she had to say.
But Simone sniffled once and tried to shake off the disgust and frustration.
Now was not the time to be lost in such sentiments.
Because the fight isn't over yet.
In the distance, there was a black lump of charcoal, so burnt that it was difficult to see its shape.
It was Anasis.
She had completely lost consciousness, and Simone could no longer feel the Demon King's ferocious aura or Anasis' characteristic oppressive aura of death.
It looks no different from a normal human being who has been burned, except that there is a black fog flowing out from around her body that is difficult to remove.
Simone ran towards Anasis, clutching tightly at the empty, lightless desire of the saint.
“Simone?”
“You, your complexion... are you okay?”
The group all shouted out words of concern toward Simone as she ran toward them.
Simone passed them by without even looking at them and reached Anasis.
"Ha."
Simone burst out laughing.
Anasis had just lost consciousness in the explosion, but her burnt skin was already regenerating.
But.
'You can't leave it like that.'
Simone brought the saint's desire to Anasis' body.
At that moment, Anasis, who had been lying on the ground, started to convulse and struggle.
“No!!!! Ugh, ugh...!”
The moment Simone brought the magic stone, the power of the Demon King in Anasis' body rapidly disappeared.
“Ugh! Aaah! My, my strength!”
Anasis screamed in pain and grabbed Simone's arm desperately.
The tremendous poison transmitted through her hand began to rise up Simone's arm and contaminate her entire body.
“Ugh...”
Simone didn't move an inch.
This is okay. It hurts, but she has colleagues who can treat this kind of pollution with their eyes closed.
Shh...
As Anasis struggled and unleashed her strength, a fierce wind blew around Simone.
Simone continued to build a barrier around herself, indifferently, as the wind cut into her skin like a dense mix of sharp shards of glass.
The Saint desire.
In the original, it was a magic stone used for healing purposes.
Simone also used it solely to heal Jace before her full-scale confrontation with Anasis.
Who knew that this would be the hidden item that would deal with Anasis?
A magic stone is a stone that can absorb magical power.
The Saint's Desire, which had long held the saint's healing power in great quantity, was now the most perfect magic stone within Simone's reach.
It is durable and large enough to hold the saint's healing powers and is currently completely empty.
That's what she thought.
If the magic stone can absorb the 'power of God' possessed by the saint, wouldn't it also be able to absorb the power of the Demon King who is close to God?
As it turns out, that thought was correct.
The Saint's Desire has acted as a carrier to perfectly absorb Simone's mana, which is borrowing the power of the Gods, and passing it on to Geneon, and right now, it is extracting the Demon King's power from Anasis.
The Saint's desire, which had faded, was filled with magic and began to show off her beautiful light once again.
The saying that the more beautiful something is, the scarier it is may have been created just for this magic stone.
Simone let out an inappropriate laugh at the absurd thought she had even thought of and focused on the charcoal in front of her.
“Ha, don’t do that!”
Fear finally began to rise in Anasis's eyes.
No matter how much she struggles, she can't stop Simone's actions.
The strength left her body and a burning pain began to fill the space.
Die.
She felt the fear of death for the first time in a long time.
“No... That can’t be...”
There's no way she's going to end up like this.
Anasis knew that Simone was a necromancer of infinite talent.
But she never thought that in that short time, Simone would grow to the point where she could compete on equal footing with the Demon King and use the Necromancer's skills to the highest level.
Who would have thought that the God of death would be protecting Simone?
“Ah... Ahh...”
Anasis let out a hoarse voice. One might think she was shouting, but such a loud voice could not have come from a human who had been turned to charcoal.
Simone pretended not to listen to Anasis's words and focused only on empowering the Saint's desires.
Anasis began to scream in fear.
“That, that’s right! Geneon! Geneon dies. If you kill me, your master dies too. In an instant, the skin will rot and the leather will dry out....”
Slap!
Where did you dare to bring up whose name? To find out. Simone hit Anasis in the mouth and carefully removed the Saint's desire.
Soon, Anasis, who had lost all of the Demon King's powers, writhed in pain.
“Ugh... Ugh...”
It is now difficult to find any trace of a god-like aura in the trembling Anasis.
Now all that's left of her is her body, trampled by the golem, swept away by the corpse explosion, burned beyond repair, and the still-gushing mana of death.
Simone looked down at Anasis with cold eyes.
‘Am I going to suffer like this again for the rest of my life before disappearing?’
A very resentful and sorrowful expression. If she had the will to speak more, she would have said that there must have been a reason for that.
But no matter what the circumstances, what good is it to listen and try to understand?
A death where she can't tell her story to anyone and no one listens to her.
It was a truly wicked end.
"Ha."
Simone raised her trembling hands and lit up her mana.
In fact, Simone was also afraid of killing Anasis.
She turned around one last time and looked at Geneon, who was quietly watching this place and then created a mana arrow.
Anasis opened her mouth and opened her eyes wide.
Phew!
Her arrow pierced Anasis' head.
Anasis trembled with her eyes wide open, then stopped moving.
The eyes have become dark and faded.
Anasis is dead.
Finally dead.
She will probably never be born into the world again unless the God of death forgives her.
Her mana, which she had forcibly gathered, also dispersed and disappeared.
The sky that had been covered in black began to slowly clear up and return to its original color.
This war too is over.
Everyone lowered their weapons and stared blankly at Anasis's body.
Meanwhile, Abel and Louis approached Simone and confirmed Anasis's death.
Louis turned to the soldiers with a heavy expression and shouted.
“Anasis has been killed by the hero Simone! The war is over. There is much to say, but that will come later. Everyone, take care of the wounded and treat their wounds!”
“Waaaaaaah!!!!”
The soldiers cheered loudly.
Simone, who had been blankly staring at Anasis, suddenly came to her senses and raised her head after hearing their voices.
Before she knew it, the sun was shining and the world was bright.
“Are you okay? Thank you for your hard work, Simone. Really, thank you.”
“...Phew.”
Simone patted Louis, who was looking at her with a worried face and headed toward headquarters, passing Abel, who was kicking Anasis's body with his foot.
All that needed to be done is now done.
The old ghost that had been helping Simone all day long released its possession and fell away as if to signal the end of its long fight with Anasis.
Then, her already tired body felt heavy like a soaked rice cake.
Now there will be no more curse on the mansion.
It was a very strange and complicated feeling.
Simone, who arrived at the headquarters with all her strength drained, handed Orkan the Saint's Desire.
Then she turned her gaze and confirmed that Geneon was still there, and only then did she fall into a deep sleep.
***
Simone's physical condition was a total mess.
Extreme fatigue had accumulated, mana was rapidly being consumed, and the aftereffects were severe.
The wound quickly healed thanks to the treatment provided by the best medical staff in the Luan Empire, including Jace, El's disciple, but the bigger problem was the poison.
The venom that Anasis had spewed out during her final struggle spread throughout her body.
“Simone is a hero who saved not only the empire but this world! She must be saved no matter what. No matter what!”
The Luan Empire tried to save her somehow.
Simone was only able to drive out the poison after receiving all kinds of medicine, healing techniques, and even divine power treatment from the Serk Empire Saint brought by the Emperor himself.
Simone finally opened her eyes after about a month of receiving the utmost care amidst the wishes of the entire Luan Empire.
"Uh..."
She was very shy at the unfamiliar face before her eyes.
“Are you awake?”
“Yes? Who are you?”
...Who are you, really?
A beautiful woman who looked to be around the same age as the Duke of Illestone was clicking her tongue while looking at her with a pitiful look.
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