Hero without Blood or Tear

There was no more reason to hold out. Pezamut knew there was already a siege on him.

“That's it. ”

He stabs the dagger through his neck.

“Your Majesty!"

A man grabs Pezamut's hand. Pezamut couldn't help but be surprised.

I can't believe King Bourne didn't know someone was coming! ’

Then the opponent is more likely to be a skilled ally.

“Who the hell are you? ”

“Forgive my rudeness. My name is Ballersted von Wittenbuyer. ”

* * *

“Get him! That's Pezamut!”

“Catching them can make you a nobleman! ”

Noisy everywhere. Once a scourge in the Southwest of the Empire, the Demon King is being hunted like a fox.

“Life's a mess. ”

I climbed onto the horse and looked back at it. Even when I first came into this world, Pezamut was floating like a comet, smashing down steel preemptives in the battle of Harfheim.

“Pezamut is at the top of this peak! Surround them!”

Finally, Pezamut is besieged. After a thorough deployment of the soldiers, Roelin's commanders had the scouts look into Pezamut's condition.

“Here's your report. Pezamut sits alone on a rock at the peak. ”

“What? What are you doing there? ”

The person who scouted the question looked embarrassed.

“I'm not doing anything. I'm just looking at the view. ”

“Haha! Did he finally make it? ”

Laughter broke out around me.

“Sounds great! The fact that I have to go and kill Pezamut does not change! ”

“Yes!”

“I will have his head! ”

“No way! ”

Every one of the strongmen who works under Roelin has risen to the occasion. I had the chance to study big. I left because I thought they were going to roar right away.

“Hold on, everyone. ”

I asked for some time. to persuade Pezamut to surrender. Then everyone was skeptical.

“Actually, I don't see the possibility either. But this is also related to the whereabouts of King Roeline. If the Demon King of Generosity had not persuaded the other Demon King to surrender, how would he have seen it in Secae? ”

When I said that, they all made sense. However, it didn't seem like it would take long to exercise patience.

“In this situation, the sword is the only solution. Mr. President.”

“I don't know. Just a moment.”

I went up the mountain to see Pezamut. You feel a strong energy, so finding him shouldn't be too difficult. It was the first time I had actually met him, but I couldn't help but have a deep relationship with him. I was surprised when I thought about how to talk at first.

“Phew!”

Because Pezamut was aiming for his neck with a dagger. I hurried to grab his hand.

“Your Majesty!"

Pezamut had a surprising look.

“Who the hell are you? ”

“Your manners are forgiven. My name is Ballersted von Wittenbuyer. ”

“Well, are you the Earl Wittenbuyer, by any chance?

Fedjamut's hands are still steady. I stabbed him in the neck right away. So I quietly replied while fighting with him.

“Yes, Your Grace, could I speak with you for a moment? ”

“Hmm……. ”

“Why would a nobleman like you want to kill himself? ”

“You speak contradictory. I'm sure you've brought an army to besiege me. Why are you stopping suicide? Do you want him alive, or do you want him strangled? ”

Pezamut lays down his dagger and turns to me.

“I'll give it to you if you want. ”

The Demon King didn't seem to want to live anymore. If you want to hit the neck, hit it. The coward who lived with the reputation of being a coward could not be treated like this as he was about to die.

I took pity on his position and decided to persuade him. Pezamut never stood up to me personally. He just swung at me to the end and fell into the abyss of failure. So I had a burden on his mind.

“I have a proposition for you. ”

“Let's hear it for now. ”

“I want to show you the way to live. Surrender the Demon King's throne and hand over the Beacon to King Roelin. If you do, I will definitely save you. ”

Fedjamut laughed at my offer.

“Your Majesty, let's go somewhere quiet. We'll take care of you so you don't have to. ”

“You've come up with a very interesting proposition. ”

His conclusion was swift, even when he said that.

“But I refuse. I want to protect my pride in the last moments. I've been the Demon King my whole life. I want to be the Demon King when I die. ”

“Your Majesty, please reconsider. ”

“I won't tell you again. Take a look.”

Suddenly, Pezamut turned around and tasted bitter. I had no choice. How can you convince me that I'm prepared to die? I have to let you go first. I greeted him on his back and turned around.

“Hey."

He takes ten steps and calls for Pezamut from behind.

“It's just a bruiser. If you take it by force, that's it. I know it's an excuse to persuade the King himself. Thank you for your consideration. ”

In fact, his cooperation is unnecessary in the current situation. But considering his pride, I don't appear to be unilaterally merciful.

Pezamut realized that and thanked me. I stopped and looked behind him. I mean, I'm sure he's the Demon King, but he seems weak and powerless. Time seemed to have pushed him down a bit.

“Peace be with you.”

I greeted him briefly and came down the peak. Then the people who were waiting all of a sudden looked at me.

“Take good care of the body. An enemy, but he has a high status, so he needs to be politely traded. ”

“I will.”

Those who were waiting rush in with their weapons. They were strong, but there were almost 100 of them. Even Pezamut could not be defeated.

Not unlike that, a big laugh burst out from above with a loud bang.

“You pessamut! Even if I fail, I'll die a Demon King for as long as I die! Come on! Kuhahahaha! ”

The frenzied voice really held the Demon King's majesty.

* * *

Pezamut is dead. His soul grows long and reaches deep and dark across the dimension.

The world was inhabited by the Dark Army, the "one crouching in the grave." It was a world where countless dead people roared in darkness in endless pain.

Even Pezamut, who has dealt with command in his lifetime, was frightened. Thousands, tens of thousands of disgusting eyes stare at him.

- Here comes the loser.

- Here comes a man who failed with strength.

- It's time to pay the price. I will live in eternal pain.

Pezamut instinctively knew where he was going.

- The incompetent.

- I didn't deserve the power in the first place.

Hearing the ridicule of the dead, Pezamut reaches a place where there is a great dark throne. On that throne sat a giant dark man who could hardly fathom its height. His head was rising to that high night sky.

He raises his head so high that his head can't see properly. Pezamut realized that he was the one crouching in the grave, also known as the King of the Grave.

- King of the cemetery.

Pezamut kneels. But he didn't kneel on his own will. The pressure of the one crouching in the grave was so great that he couldn't resist.

- Pezamut!

It sounded like thunder. The heavy roar shook Pezamut's whole body.

- I've empowered you with special powers. You stood on the Demon King's throne solely because of his help. But what good does it do you to die without doing anything at all? This body told you to deal with death. Did I tell you to die?

When the person crouching in the grave got angry, the whole dimension fluttered. There seemed to be no mercy.

Now I have to live with the endless pain of being swallowed by that darkness. The memory of oneself disappears and becomes a ghost that just roars.

I felt that Pezamut didn't end badly either. If you don't remember anything, this pain will go away now.

- Whatever you want.

The coward's gotten pretty good at the end, huh?

A person crouching in the grave is interested in Fedjamut's bold attitude. No matter how high you look down, his eyes are like a dark, dark moon floating in the sky.

- Khahaha! Okay.

He started laughing. Then the stars that were floating in the night sky were astonished by his power and scattered to the four winds.

- I'll punish you in a special way.

- What's that supposed to mean?

Pezamut wondered, because it seemed that things had changed. It was a ghost that had lost its identity and flowed forever.

- Your sins are a failure. It's not worth it in return for failure.

- What are you doing?

- Travel to this dimension and see the success of the other Demon Kings. You will see only their most spectacular side. Their lives that you, a failure, could never have!

The person crouching in the grave was overjoyed at the thought of forcing Pezamut to show him what he wanted to ignore the most.

- Maybe failure is a bitch! Not only do I have to destroy it in return, I have to see the success of others! Kuhahaha!

- I can't! I just want it to end!

- This is the end of you. Pezamut.

I was forever jealous of what I couldn't have, and I was forever jealous.

- I forbid the use of that name. Your name is now INS? B? LUM. This means failure.

No, no, no!

Fearsome Pezamut chews his head off. We have to wander the underworld and watch our enemies triumph forever?

If you continue to see the victory of the devastating Roelin, you will live with the vomiting of blood every day. It wasn't just Roelin. He was jealous of many enemies.

King of the cemetery! You can't do this!

I started beating like my heart was about to burst. My stomach growls and vomits. Pezamut became dizzy because of the cruelty of his destiny waiting for him.

I just wanted it to end with death. However, there is only a harsher path left than when we were on this road. In this world, there is a chance that even if Church falls to the ground, they will counterattack one day.

But if I'm stuck here forever, I have to shed tears and stare at their faces without fail. With endless cries.

I hate my life for failing! Aaaahhh!

The man crouching in the grave, pounding his forehead against the ground, smiles with a joyful smile.

- Kuhahahaha! The Demon King who held my hand! Enter your pain, your regret, into eternal pain.

The man crouching in the grave laughed sadly. Of course, his punishment was not just emotional.

- Now every time your enemies laugh, they will tear your heart out and shed blood and tears! Every time your enemy gets a single gold coin, a stone will be inside your body! Whenever your enemies eat greasy food, you will eat filth!

The curse was endless. In addition to emotional pain, Pezamut was severely punished for every little joy his enemies received.

- You dark beast! You didn't have this in the Demon King's contract! Rrrrgh!

Pezamut lets out his magical power as he groans and lunges.

Are you trying to hurt yourself with the strength of your body? Kahahaha!

Puang!

The man crouching in the tomb did not even flinch, but half of Pezamut's body exploded. In an instant, Pezamut's blood spills out and rolls to the ground.

- Aah!

The screaming man gradually crumbles and becomes a mere phantom. The man crouching in the tomb insists on harassing Pezamut.

- Your name is now Underwriting Bullroom! I'll carve it into your soul!

- Aah! Get away from my soul!

Pezamut used evil to avoid engraving his soul with the name "failure." She bursts into tears and cries out, but she cannot resist the power of the Dark Army.

- Why are you so cruel to me? King of the cemetery!

- It's not hard on you. It's just a cruel failure in life!

Pezamut cries out in tears.

- If only I could live one more time!

- I'm not wasting my life!

- I don't want to do anything I don't regret!

When I was in a corner, the polish that I had folded well and longed for came rushing out.

- I shouldn't have begged my men then!

- I finally understand why you and your family are so wrong! I left them!

Regrettably, Pezamut's chest seemed to be torn apart by a thousand.

- If only I could... start again.

The laughter of the person crouching in the grave grew louder because of such despair.

- Look at this devil! You don't cry when you have to cry in your life, and now you regret it! Kahahaha!

The giant hand of the man crouching in the grave extends toward Pezamut. There seems to be no way to avoid how big those black rake-like hands are.

- Now I'm gonna stamp you. You are no longer the Demon King, but a worm.

Pezamut rises from his seat, arms extended upward and faced the moment of destruction.

Regret! Here lies the failure of life to be swallowed by your monstrous mouth!

All the dimensional ghosts could not keep their eyes off. The Demon King, who had once stood in a great position, now fell to the very bottom of these dimensions.

Even the ghosts who lost Izzie trembled with great joy. All the dimensional beings laughed at Pezamut. Pezamut was no longer able to open his mouth. I was just trying to accept the verdict.

But in that moment,

Blah.

It sounded like an egg breaking somewhere. There was a slight crack in the air. The man crouching in the grave couldn't hide his anger from the sight of it.

You believed in the knowledge of the Chilma Temple, and you didn't call me into this world, and now you're trying to sneak into it!

Pezamut had no idea what was going on. The man crouching in the grave is clearly shaking.

- You arrogant bastard! Get the fuck out of here!

The man crouching in the grave yells out to somewhere far away. However, the opposing Pokémon persistently does not give up. The gold that was going into the air grew larger and bigger, so now it is enough for one or two people to pass through.

Only then did I realize that Pezamut was about to visit a world so far away. Who would do such a bold thing? I had no idea.

- The fucking law of caution...

The man crouching in the grave has a disgruntled voice. However, he had no choice but to allow the request for a visit. Causality.

The current request is due to the cause he sponsored. However, if you ignore the consequences, you have to bear the consequences.

The user's most common pattern provides power to the target and reduces the damage it can inflict. The man crouching in the grave cannot give up one of his most powerful chess pieces.

After gaining knowledge of the temple of Chilma, I was forced to allow a visit.

- Suit yourself, asshole.

The crack in the air cracks and pierces the hole as the dimensional owner's permission falls. Then a man walks out of the hole.

His name is Ballersted von Wittenbuyer. As he shrugs around this dark dimension, he points his finger at Pezamut.

- I'm here to trade the Demon King's soul.

Pezamut is dumbstruck. Obviously, he was the one I met before I died.

Then how did you get here?

But instead of an elaborate explanation, he just smiled at this hell.

- You'll have to start again, Your Grace. Do I have to collapse like this?