Chapter 914 - We Lost
Based on the Fast and Heavy Nature Transformation of his Will, there were six point explosions alone.
His lips burst, and blood flowed.
Thanks to moving at high speed, the flowing blood vaporized and disappeared without a trace.
The web between his thumb and index finger, which had roughly healed, tore again, and thanks to the flesh whip striking his abdomen, his ribs were almost all broken.
'Should I thank Beelrog?'
Such a thought came naturally.
The flesh whip was heavier than the iron whip, and sometimes its tip changed like a sharp awl.
'A whip that changes freely and moves as if it has a self.'
Truly tricky to deal with.
Didn't he eventually take a hit to the abdomen because of it.
However, even that one hit couldn't pierce the armor made of Beelrog's leather.
The leather of the demon symbolizing strife absorbed some of the impact and dispersed it.
His trained body endured the remaining shock.
'Should thank Esther too.'
If Cypress reserved stamina thanks to Audin, Enkrid caught his breath thanks to the spell received from Esther before coming.
As the sword fighting ended, his limbs trembled.
'Uske.'
The undrying Will ran dry, and his breathing became rough.
"Huu, huu."
While catching his breath, he saw Cypress kneeling with his sword still in hand right next to him.
"Is he dead?"
Enkrid asked, recalling the Great Emperor's final moment.
They swung their swords as if crossing each other at the exact same timing in a perfectly symmetrical form.
Dawn and Resolve interlocked and passed by, skimming the Great Emperor's neck.
Should he really thank Beelrog?
Enkrid realized anew how fierce the fight with Beelrog was.
The opponent now was less than him.
'If we hadn't fought Beelrog.'
He would have died dozens of times here.
If alone, would have died over hundreds of times.
'Maybe not.'
If the situation changes, one has to try to know.
So the result of the option of fighting alone will remain unknown forever.
Since it already passed.
Recalling the past and reciting 'what ifs' was a stupid act.
Enkrid knew that truth.
Also, there is something newly known now.
'The reason I believed we would win even if I didn't fight the Beelrog already.'
That is because of the knight kneeling on one knee in front of him.
Cypress proved the feats he had accumulated.
A soft sword when striking the Great Emperor's iron whip, robustness in the approaching legs, and simultaneously swiftness in the stabbing sword.
Will changed moment by moment, and movements changed accordingly.
Used different Wills contained in the body.
'The last move was truly.'
Even the Great Emperor's eyes had widened.
"You, that leg!"
If there was time to exchange words, wouldn't he have said such words?
Cypress limped on his left leg.
That wasn't a lie.
His left thigh was cut deeply.
It was fortunate that blood wasn't gushing out.
However, being injured didn't mean unable to move.
Cypress performed magic with Will.
'Replaced the leg bone with materialized Will.'
Just for a single moment, but with that, he kicked the ground with both legs.
By doing so at the most decisive moment, he struck the Great Emperor's neck.
Enduring with one leg, then accelerating with two legs to escape the opponent's expectation.
Did something that might leave him crippled for life just for a single moment.
Muscles in his left leg must have torn and burst with that one leap.
Even the remaining bone must have been crushed.
'Tactical insight, intuition, technique, and experience.'
On top of that, a will like the sun that doesn't extinguish no matter what happens.
Without such resolve, one cannot risk everything on a single blow while discarding his leg.
All that seemed to prove he was a knight of a different caliber.
Equipped with Will resembling Uske.
But Enkrid he knows.
What Cypress possesses isn't Uske.
'Tower built with vows.'
A tower that ends if it collapses even once.
A knight who reached here by succeeding in walking a tightrope countless times.
Is it because he enjoys gambling?
No, mere gambling cannot do that.
His spirit is genuine.
Since countless oaths prove him.
A knight truly worthy of the name Guardian Deity of Naurillia.
'Much to learn.'
Enkrid thought so sincerely.
Also, there were many things realized while fighting the Great Emperor.
To the extent of waiting for time to ruminate and organize them.
At that thought, Enkrid's eyes sparkled.
"Barely survived."
Cypress's answer returned.
He vomited blood a few times with his head bowed to the floor and raised his head.
Not an expression looking relieved.
Rather, his eyes were blurry.
Because he fought pouring out everything he had.
Enkrid himself was also on the verge of Uske drying up.
Of course, it would fill up again in less than half a day.
Although feeling exhaustion, he experienced it a few times already while sparring with the madmen.
The result was self-evident, but no one could laugh.
"Don't you think it's a bit tedious?"
Cypress looked ahead and said.
The Great Emperor's head fell on the floor and rolled.
However, the demon shimmering behind him remained as is.
The demon's hand grabbed the Great Emperor's head.
Only a hand extended from the blurry form.
Heat radiated from the guy, looking like a guy whose body was made of heat haze.
Heat more unpleasant and sticky than burning flames.
"Agreed."
Would the word signifying the South become immortality from now on?
Somehow didn't end even if killed and killed again.
Cypress was about to open his mouth looking at Enkrid but stopped.
What he intended to say was not to fluster and not to stop thinking instead of giving up.
But isn't the friend named Enkrid already doing so.
'It would be fine to hand over the title of Guardian Deity.'
He placed expectations on Ingis, but he was still a sapling needing to grow much more.
On the other hand, this side is already a fully grown tree.
'Seems likely to grow more than me too.'
Cypress shed a plain laugh and stood up from his seat with one leg.
Now was truly the time to burn his life.
"Vows and oaths are basically based on restrictions."
"Suddenly a lesson?"
Because he was unlikely to be able to tell it if not now.
Such words weren't needed.
There are things conveyed just by eyes.
"Therefore, if you prove your will by placing only 'restrictions', Will responds."
Cypress is one who became a shield alone.
One who proved himself as a knight of the Kingdom.
One not lacking to be called Master by everyone.
"My name is Cypress Everhold, Guardian Deity of Naurillia."
He lived worthy of that alias and he intended to go on like so even now.
Determination becomes light, and resolve becomes power.
Cypress raised his sword.
The Great Emperor's head was floating, and below it, the Parasitic Demon constructed its body.
Not much different from the body made of flesh earlier.
Flesh and blood vessels connected forming a shape.
"Have no intention of letting you do it alone."
Enkrid stood beside him.
Cypress wanted to knock this bastard unconscious by hitting the back of his head and send him to the rear if possible.
'Well, not everything goes my way.'
Also, probably because he lived with such disposition and stubbornness, the knight named Enkrid is by his side now.
The one playing tricks behind the Great Emperor's back was the Parasitic Demon of Heat.
He gathered his rage and extended a hand toward the most excellent host he raised.
Swallow the Great Emperor's body and make the South mine.
It was a very old plan.
The demon harbored the intent and helped the Great Emperor.
If the Pure White Destroyer was an ally, he was the Great Emperor's companion.
At least he let the Great Emperor think so.
Even if they would fight each other in the end, they were together like that until now.
'Your death shall be my beginning.'
The demon didn't help the Great Emperor just before he died.
Didn't he also wait for such a moment.
Time for just one breath like this was enough.
It was a moment impossible to stop with mere sword strikes.
The Parasitic Demon of Heat cannot do anything without a host.
He was just about to digest the Great Emperor's body through the contract like that.
-Stop.
It was merely a single word.
As soon as heard, the Parasitic Demon's wick shook.
He felt like he must listen to this word.
Why?
"Found you."
A voice heard consecutively.
The owner of that voice was one of the so called Dragonkin.
Themares watched Enkrid fight.
He didn't step up, not being swept by Luagarne's words.
Could have fought together, but didn't.
'Not now.'
Based on intuition, he remained a spectator, then sensed the existence that interfered with his Dragonkin duty.
Found a thread-like feeling and captured the guy's energy.
Like that, he waited for the moment the guy was weakest and refined the Word Spirit.
The 'Stop' spat out like that was different from the Word Spirit used on Enkrid.
Words spoken to one interfering with duty, and words spat pouring out the will he possessed as a replica.
A Dragonkin's Word Spirit varies in compelling force depending on resolve and will.
-Why?
The demon couldn't shake off the Dragonkin's Word Spirit.
"Confirmed the guy interfering with my Dragonkin duty."
The Parasitic Demon of Heat remembered Themares.
The guy who said he will remember him while he was playing with the Salamander.
Even back then, he judged that the Dragonkin wouldn't dare touch him.
I am the Companion of Heat.
Parasitizing the host's body but never perishing, an existence to become a god if only there is an opportunity.
Unless at the moment when trying to swallow a host while risking everything, the Dragonkin couldn't harm him.
"Ah, joyful."
Themares felt satisfaction in the current moment while killing the duty interferer.
A Dragonkin's duty isn't a simple life goal.
That is one of the devices for a Dragonkin to live.
Now was the time of punishment for the guy who touched that.
Now, Themares felt he was alive.
Joyful because it is an emotion truly hard to feel for a Dragonkin.
His lemon-colored hair fluttered.
Before anyone knew, the drawn white longsword passed behind the Great Emperor's back.
A dragon's Eye is not limited to simply reading will.
Even formless things including evil spirits cannot escape his eyes.
The joys and sorrows of the two crossed.
If only the demon managed to occupy the host's body, it was sufficient for a new Demon of Strife to be born on this land.
The Great Emperor's body was excellent material, and the Parasitic Demon possessed authority for that.
-Why.
The demon resented god.
The Dragonkin's eyes didn't miss him, and even risking side effects to forcibly suppress the Dragonkin's mind to make him a host was impossible, his wick was firm in place so he couldn't covet him.
A natural enemy.
The Parasitic Demon used the last resort.
Since mind domination didn't work, mobilized physical means.
The Parasitic Demon moved the Great Emperor's iron whip.
The dead Great Emperor swung the iron whip standing without a head.
Kwang!
The iron whip struck Themares as is.
The Dragonkin raised his left arm blocking the iron whip.
Clothes tore and burst revealing his skin.
Golden scales, not reminiscent of a reptile despite similar shape, covered his shoulder, arm, and back of the hand.
The Parasitic Demon couldn't achieve his expectation.
Dragonkin's art called Dragon Scale.
Doesn't even get a scratch from decent sword cuts.
In this case, what you would need would be a sword imbued with will.
The Parasitic Demon's last struggle failed to be an effective hit.
-I was just about to become a god.
The Parasitic Demon recited.
"Must be regretful?"
Themares enjoyed even that.
Companion of Heat, one of the Six Lords of the Demonic Realm as the dead Great Emperor called, and one of the Six Devils as called in the continent.
-Arrogance is a shortcut to mortality.
The Parasitic Demon recalled words heard decades ago.
The guy who said those words must be coiled inside that Demonic Realm just watching.
Temarress swung his sword and cut the thing clumped in heat haze form.
-Your turn will come too.
The Parasitic Demon poured curses and scattered.
Not clear whom the curse was directed at.
Heat haze disappears in the air.
As the heat warming the surroundings scattered, hundreds of Lihin-Stetten soldiers fainted.
Those who unknowingly harbored fragments of the Parasitic Demon in their bodies.
Because the main body died trying to eat the Great Emperor, he couldn't even transfer consciousness and died, so the fragments also perished.
Temares chased the demon's traces with his eyes.
Even if it tried escaping by mind transfer, he intended to chase and kill.
Because the Parasitic Demon felt that resolve, oath, and persistence, he gave up his life.
-Regretful.
Fragments of emotion the guy left merely rang the air.
Cypress made his body like a fully drawn bowstring then released it.
"You don't need to resolve to die."
Enkrid said.
"Is that Dragonkin in your knight order too?"
Enkrid looked at the owner of the lemon-colored hair standing in front.
Wind fluttered his torn collar.
The Dragonkin approached him.
Themares opened his mouth and spoke based on what he learned from the Fairy and the Frog so far.
"Have you fell for me? Shall I turn into a woman?"
Wasn't this how one is supposed to speak in times like this?
"He belongs to the knight order."
Cypress knew the answer to the question even before hearing Enkrid's answer.
"Who do you learn such nonsense from, no. Never mind."
Enkrid answered roughly, caught his breath, and stood up.
Felt like Dawn was creaking.
That much of a fierce fight.
The Great Emperor was less than Beelrog, but the retinue he had was more troublesome than him.
Anyway, Lihin-Stetten lost.
Enkrid enjoyed such silence for a while.
Everyone stopped in surprise to the extent no one could shout cheers.
And the enemy's movement was a step faster than the ally's cheers.
Sound of horse hooves heard, a rider on a horse approached from within the Southern Army.
A middle-aged man with an angular jaw and eyes resembling the Great Emperor exactly.
Wasn't a knight.
That could be recognized at a glance.
He approached and got off the horse.
Simultaneously as he approached, someone also drove a horse and approached from the ally side.
The ally side was not comprised on only one man.
The King came with a guard unit.
Hiing-
Pulling the reins to stop, the horse raised front legs and lowered them.
Krang asked from atop the horse.
"Intend to do more?"
The opponent, the middle-aged man raised his head looking at Krang and said.
"The war is over."
He spat a word and answered accurately once again.
"We lost."
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