9th Circle Lord

Anatos induced a frontal battle with glamour as he did not want it to flow.

Dodge makes a cowardly provocation, but the honor of the knight is impossible for the ridiculous Luther.

Luther uses the street to stab him in the throat, as if he was playing with it on purpose.

Taaak!

This time, the wooden spear that touched the helmet provoked lightning, stabbing its shoulders, abdomen, and thighs.

When I stabbed Anatos with insult, I saw the condition of the fish on the stall.

He shouted.

“You coward! ”

Luther's face was filled with laughter in his swearing.

“Are you saying that you are a coward now that you have fallen at your own disadvantage? ”

Anatos threw a stab in the throat, and it was evil.

It wasn't the wrong word.

It is to start with disadvantage that you fall on your own in a horse race.

Besides responding to glamour, it depends on the opponent's doctor.

Anatos is not a coward.

Luther harassed Anatos.

Anatos, who used to perform this saber, dares to put out his sword if he doesn't stop stabbing.

It was the instantaneous impulse of cold reason.

I aimed precisely at the face of the Black Luther.

Luther breaks her head slightly, avoids, and throws out the spear again.

I didn't stab him this time, but I drew him across.

Splash!

A gently drawn parabolic necklace at the bottom hit Anatos' ass.

The crowd who were watching at the sound of the crack opened their mouths.

It's been silent the whole time since Anatos fell.

The crowd that cheered on him closed their eyes.

This was not a fight, it was farming.

The triumph of last year's semi-winner has grown.

I was disappointed in the way the crowd looked at Anatos.

“Aaaah! Innohm! ”

Anatos shouted at the continued farming.

Luther draws the wooden beam vertically.

Bang!

The wooden spear strikes the helmet strongly.

Unlike before, it was a powerful shock.

“Shuaaaah!”

Anatos, who was stumbling screaming, ended up lying on the floor.

Luther lifts the spear.

The crowd did not celebrate the winner.

The process was too shocking.

With overwhelming skill, everyone was appalled at Luther's stature.

After the duel, Carlts stands in the way.

His gaze was cold.

“That was too much. ”

“Self-employment.”

“But this isn't it. Anatos' reputation fell to the ground in this fight. You'll never be able to reckon again. ”

The crowd who watched the ugly defeat process could not accept Anatos as before.

Carlts asked.

“How does it feel to end a knight's life? ”

“I think you know that feeling better. ”

“What do you mean? ”

“The next one will be you. ”

Luther did not receive it as adequately as before.

It's a real exhaust fight from now on.

Carlz's face hardened.

He didn't ask Luther if he thought luck would work as before.

Luther is a real talent.

I couldn't see it much longer.

The presence of divinity tensions the existing skilled person.

Luther went past him in a tense mood and headed for the spectacle with Baron Canberra.

Baron Canberra and Duke welcomed him back.

Carlts' turn was beginning in the arena while being celebrated.

On the running horse, Carlts beats the opponent safely.

However, Carlts' expression was not good.

‘You must have been very conscious of my warning. ’

Maybe he was too frightened.

I thought it would be no fun to have a fight with Carlts soon.

The advent of divinity brings attention.

Luther stares at Baron Canberra with several invitations that have flown in front of him.

“What is all this? ”

“They want to make a connection with you. There are nobles who want to keep you under control, and there are nobles who want to conquer. I'll be in the final of the match soon, but I'm sure it's quite popular. ”

I'm interested.

Invitations are mostly for a ball or banquet. And it also included social clubs.

Luther was not interested.

I'm sick of the nobility's rudeness.

It's just boring to be intertwined with a bunch of clandestine political factions.

Luther cleared the invitation and discussed his future with Baron Canberra.

“If you win the Drake Horse Competition, are you going to Elmont? ”

“Exactly. Elmont is a place where only the winners of the World Championships are gathered to fight in all parts of the continent. Enter the real world of skilled people. ”

This is where you get a glimpse of the popularity of the match.

Luther nods, pondering whether or not to participate.

‘At this point, I have to go to xenophobic space. ’

I want to see a lot of connections.

“I have to win.”

“I think I've already set it aside. My neighbors say Carlts doesn't look happy to win. You must be afraid of your own confrontation. ”

“That's what I look like. I'm the winner of the Drake Horse Competition. ”

“Congratulations.”

Confirming victory beforehand is an arrogant idea.

But I had no choice but to have Canberra or Luther or myself like that.

Kaltz, the strongest opponent, is afraid of himself.

The weather is of the utmost importance in the horse race.

Since he was so nervous, the fight was almost like a fire already.

Ambitious vision.

At the end of the day, Luther's delicate sensation of relaxation caught the heterogeneity.

Luther knew this heterogeneous identity.

‘Long time no see.’

The power of darkness appeared.

It's been too long. It's good to see you now.

Luther pursues the power of darkness.

Buried in the darkness across the city's nightlife.

In the darkness there were two seals standing.

One was Carlts, and the other was the man who hid Robro's face.

Carlz asked in a trembling voice.

“Can you really make it stronger? ”

A light voice flowed from the man opposite.

“Of course. The choice is yours. What are you gonna do?”

“Shuffle.”

Carlts, who moaned, nodded within.

“Good. I'll take it. ”

“Take it.”

Robe's man gave you a small Medicine Bottle in his arms.

“Keep in mind. Taking power is costly. But if you don't regret it, I won't stop you. ”

“What are the side effects? ”

“I don't know. The potion in this jar is an incomprehensible one, so it's my responsibility to take it in return for giving me strength. ”

“Shuffle.”

Carlz, who was moaning, took it within a week and gave out a bag of gold coins.

A middle-aged man smiled and asked.

“I don't know what the winner of last year's horse race is trying to make a deal with me. Is the opponent that powerful? ”

“The kid. But he's a little bit skilled. I want to win overwhelmingly. ”

“What was the name of the boy? ”

“Luther. It's called Luther. ”

“Luther?”

The rebellious Robe did not speak for a while, and he was no more than a mile tall.

“Looks like you're doing a name value. ”

“Yes, but it doesn't change the fact that it's a baby. ”

Carlts is gone.

Rob stood for a long time.

Probably chewing the conversation with Carlz.

Luther approached him.

Rob was flawed that he didn't feel popular at all until he got close.

He said something weirder than boundaries.

“If I can't detect an opponent, I'm not an ordinary bet. Who are you? ”

Robe, blurring his tail, flatters his opponent's face.

Luther made me laugh.

“You still like to get involved with people. ”

He walked through a hood covered with a robe that was firmly attached to his body.

The exposed face was the appearance of a stranger middle-aged man.

But he and Luther knew each other.

An evil spirit smiled brightly at the appearance of a middle-aged man.

“No. Who is this? ”

“Long time no see, Evil Spirit. ”

“The captain is back. I'm back.”

In the glad voice of the evil spirit, Luther shrugs.

“I didn't come back. ”

“What do you mean? Are you welcome?”

The incoming evil spirit touches Luther's face.

I feel the touch.

The demon with his hands frowned.

“You're right, but why didn't you come back? ”

“I have to go back. ”

“Where to?”

“Into the void. ”

“Mmm.”

The evil spirit secretly closed his glans and laughed within.

“Now you live in a completely different world. ”

“That's what happened. Everything's gonna be all right in the meantime, right? ”

“A lot. But from my point of view, there's no change in this world. ”

“How can you be a merchant of darkness? ”

“It's fun.”

“As time goes by, you still seek pleasure. ”

“It's quite interesting to have no sense of mission. Let's not do this here. Let's go to my place. ”

The evil spirit stepped on the open floor.

A small cracked floor reveals the basement staircase.

The evil spirit gained the power of the Demon King of the Earth.

Now underground is his world.

Luther hesitates for a moment and nods.

“Good. Let's unravel in a long time. ”

I wondered how the evil spirit was doing in the meantime.

Luther follows the evil spirit down to the basement.

It was not an endless underground.

A staircase is a kind of passageway through time and space.

Through the stairs, the world of Jesus appeared.

Evil spirits have turned their dwellings into hell.

“Turn it off!”

“Save me!”

The screaming creatures rejoice.

They were being tortured one after the other, different in appearance and different in race.

Luther asked.

“What are they? ”

“It's my exhibit. How's it going?”

“I don't think that's a good taste. ”

“But it's worth it. There's no torture for a reason. These are creatures that have been doing genocide for hundreds of years. It's easy to say, they're corrupt. ”

“So?”

“They emit the power of darkness without anyone teaching them. Simply put, the screams and screams of pain they emit are the forces of darkness. It's easy to keep this world that I've created. ”

“Wait a minute. Emitting the power of darkness? That's instinctive, too? That man. And that elf? ”

Luther's questioning revealed the truth.

“The power of darkness was one of the things that any being had. Everyone has it. ”

“You did. That's why. ”

The power of darkness that exists in life is naturally held at the same time as its birth.

It is not a separate curse, but part of the members in the first place.

“So in the past, Naxanore and the dark forces were interconnected. After all, it was the power of darkness and the nature of life we shared. ”

“I think I did a lot of research while I was gone. ”

“I was a scholar once. ”

“Aren't you bored? ”

“Not at all. Look at them. Just watching doesn't bore me at all. Did you imagine that dwarf would kill a thousand of his own people? And that elf burned down the whole city he built. They're very interesting people. ”

Luther alternates between a pointing elf and a dwarf.

He was once a slayer, but is now captured by evil spirits and used as a tool by torture.

“You've had an interesting life. ”

“You can stay as long as you want and observe. I made it, but it was a world I wouldn't have achieved if I wasn't the captain. ”

“That's it. Be sober and loud. ”

“There.”

The evil spirit pointed to his dwelling.

A citadel decorated with Obsidian.

Let's go inside. It was a structure similar to human plutocracy.

There is the throne of the throne.

The evil spirit shrugged and said,

“It's my place, but I'll give it up for a second. ”

“No, it's not a concession. ”

Luther sat on the throne.

It was made to suit the human body.

The evil spirit approached and asked.

“So, what are you going to do now? You're going to rebuild the city and become their master? Or are you going to put a stop to the chaotic state of the continent? ”

“No, I don't do anything. ”

“What if I do nothing? ”

“I intend to be a wanderer. I've been obsessed with the mission. It's time to be liberated, just like you. ”

In Luther's explanation, the evil spirit clapped with resilience.

“That's very correct, isn't it? The captain is finally awake. ”

“There is a reason. Now that you're the Demon King, there's nothing to interfere with. It means there are no more creatures to harm this world. So I don't have anything to do with it. ”

The evil spirit nods at Luther's explanation.

He was right.

Even though the world is chaotic, it is all self-inflicted and it is only a repetitive flow of history.

Nor was the Demon King of Naxanore as unbearable as he was in the past.

Consequently, there was no reason for Luther to interfere with the world.