Running Away From The Hero!

Walk down the temple in a light step.

Soldiers tried to stick together to escort me, but I stopped them with a light gesture and allowed only two priests to follow me.

“It's an honor to be of service. ”

“Where will you go? ”

“My disciple knows the way, so follow him. ”

As I pointed to Leah leaving the temple with me, the two priests quietly retreated and began to follow behind me.

“Shhhhh!”

You hear a familiar scream. Looks like we're already close.

“Sa, save……. ”

I see a warrior crawling out of the ground.

“Ahh? You know me, and you still know that sound! She never killed anyone! ”

I also saw the image of the metal coming out of the ground.

“I'd rather kill... Shhhhh! ”

Bellegrea, a warrior who howls on the floor, looks down with the others, and sees the warrior from a distance, approaches and talks.

“Did it work?”

Belgrea has changed her attitude since she became the Demon King.

I tested her and commissioned a warrior and Leah to supervise her, and she successfully completed the mission.

“Yes, well done. I'll take good care of you from now on. ”

In my answer, she lowers her head slightly without saying anything and backs away.

I looked at her with nothing more to say and looked at the bullocks and warriors who were in mounted positions.

“Can I go, too? ”

“Yes, well done. We're done for the day. Get some rest. ”

“Yes, yes…. ”

And Leah, who, along with Velegrea, was considered the number one swordsman apprehension, also stepped back.

The image of Iron Pawl beating a warrior with a squeaky squeak seems to have touched the trauma.

“Don't run away. ”

“Yes……! ”

Leah quickly leaves, her face whitening as if someone were chasing her.

Of course, as no one else is my disciple, I sent a signal to Belgrea to follow behind me.

Since the warriors have stopped it well, Leah should be able to stop it.

“But it was pretty dangerous. ”

The image of the sword was so powerful that I unconsciously forgot that I also taught magic.

Honestly, if it weren't for Leah, it could have been very, very dangerous, not just a little bit.

“I don't know who raised him, but he did. Excellent.”

Detect the magical power of a warrior from a considerable distance and determine its properties to use short-range magic.

Magic skills that predict where a warrior will go first, and say it's an inanimate creature in a short distance, but transmit the iron pickaxe with magic!

And most importantly, all this action was completed in 10 seconds on a single exemption!

“Rrrrgh!”

The great disciple prevented the bad disciple from derailing.

It's a little, no, very dangerous to know that I'm here.

Even on the Marathon, if my position is confirmed, the Empress is a great person who will make an alliance of humanity and invade the Marathon.

“Too bad.”

You can roughly predict what you would have thought.

If it weren't for now, he would have acted as soon as he thought he could not escape.

As a professional fugitive, I'll admit one move, but not trusting my colleague, Leah, finally caught me off guard.

If he were a commoner, he would have captured Leah, who was the best magical prestige in the empire, the direct authority of Nermia and the best magical school in the empire, and the best in Marsis.

Oh, did Marcis say he left the country right after the International ended?

Well, after that, I heard you even had a student council president in Eugracia called the continent's strongest, so the specs went up, not down.

After all, Leah is the best talent, and a colleague who has nothing to fear when we are together.

But to a warrior, she was not the best wizard, but the motive for having the worst time together.

Since they were behind each other's backs as children, they realized that they had no idea when to betray themselves rather than the best wizard.

Faith, trust. It's a virtue a warrior needs, but these are the concepts I collected and discarded long ago.

“Wrong... quack! ”

The screaming warrior gives a slight frown.

Usually, since I became the Demon King, I live mostly in that picture because of the horses who are coming to meet me, picking up the number tags.

I should use the Demon King's power when I'm this bored!

“Bring him at the right time. ”

“Yes.”

The power of the Demon King, the power!

Usually, I would have to take the warrior to see the ironclad beat to the end, but now I would have to ask the priests who believe in drinking without using my hands.

I'm their representative, and when I give the order, I give my life!

“The mercy of today is over. ”

“I'll send those who wait back. ”

We need to send back 100 men, but there's no cause for alarm. That's how powerful my words are.

Khh... To taste this, did the royals fight to become such a kicking emperor?

If I taste this, I'll give up my agricultural life with your daughter.

“No, an agricultural life with your unemployed daughter rather than a working Demon King! ”

Her magical charm, which was most problematic, was also solved when she came to the continent.

The continent moves around the human kingdom, but the continent operates around tribes.

And each tribe moves around its anamfatha, and above them is the Demon King.

That is, there is no one above me. If you are stuck in your daughter's castle, you can borrow her name and kill her.

I would allow you to drink for her. Maybe.

“Let's just give up and rest. ”

I've already met Velegrea and completed all my plans.

First and foremost, achieve becoming the Demon King.

The final goal is to hand over the Demon King to Velegrea and move slowly to the final plan of a peaceful life in the corner of the barn.

Of course, to do that...

“It's annoying, but I have to work. ”

There are no more people after me.

It will be hard for even that princess to think that I've gone to the Marathon.

Even if you saw Leah's necklace signal, you wouldn't think it was normal to come here.

“You'd think I might have gotten over it, but you'd think it's a trick, even with a lot on your mind. ”

Perhaps if I asked them to pick the person who would rate me the most on the continent, they would go into three fingers.

I'm not that smart.

There were only outstanding talent around who could simply pick it up in their previous lives, win once struck, and make bullshit come true.

However, the princess, who does not acknowledge that fact, doubts all kinds of things and self-destructs for no reason.

It is proven by the three millennia, or even the three millennia.

There is no princess on the continent.

There's only one thing on the continent that can get in my way now, Gregoire!

“Now just kill him and it's all over! ”

Information about Aggreat is gathering enough thanks to Belgrea.

He's quite a weary character, but his boss is the best.

Powerful enough to be a commander of the Horsemen who use their best virtue as a trait of tribal society.

And they are both brilliant talent, both intelligent and literate, who don't fit in with that power!

Friends are more reliable than anyone, but they are more demanding than anyone else.

Unfortunately, he is the opposite of me who loves peace as much as the leader of the radical faction.

“So kill him quickly. ”

The more time passes, the better for me to have a reason, but I'm starting to get tired of my bones.

I want to rest for at least a day.

I want to live without thinking about my daughter and her little cabin.

For that dream, I used the Demon King's best Biggie.

# 5 Their Reason: What is Aggreat's Reason

Rrrrgh.

I can grind my teeth.

The hand holding the letter trembles.

I want to rip this letter apart and kill that priest...

“Is this the will of the Demon King, who received the trust of Drinkin? ”

“That's right.”

I stared at the stiff-headed horseman, but I didn't change my face.

I move only for a drink.

The priests of the Temple of Drinking are the ones who sacrifice themselves foolishly for one purpose.

The author will die smiling, saying that he can go to drink even if he dies.

And his death will result in the fury of the Temple of Drinking, as well as of all the temples on the continent.

You turned thousands of people against Bella just by attacking her first. And the moment I kill that priest, even those who believe in me will become my enemies.

But...

“Really? This? ”

“That's right.”

I look at the priest nodding his head and look at the letter again.

< Aggreat, who defies the will of the great drink!

You think you are following the will of the drunkard, but how will the Horsemen know the will of the great drink?

You are deceiving yourself.

You just sold the name of a great drink to create an excuse for wanting to be the Demon King!

Ah... you fool!

Your foolishness and compassionate drinking have enraged me!

The Great Drinker has sent me to stop you, and I must kill you according to the will of the Great Drinker.

But drink is generous.

I love you enough to sell your name for desire! God has given even sinners like you a chance!

The Great Drinker said that if you die, He will forgive you your sins.

Aggreat, you fool!

Now you have two choices.

One is to shed repentant tears and kill yourself according to the will of the great drink.

And the other is to deny me for your own sake.

They call me the false Demon King and call me a fraud who uses the name of the Great Drink.

Choose.

Do you believe in the great drink and follow its will? Or will you start a civil war for your own desires?

I will take nothing in the name of Drinkin '.

It is my job to receive the will of a great drink and the will of a great drink.

The moment you doubt my words, I will attack you.

Marcin's Bell, Marx >

Death.

It is said to be the will of the Demon King who has been entrusted with the trust of Marcin.

“Is this really... the Demon King who received the will of Drinking? ”

“The servant of the great drink, King Marx, received the blessing of the drink without hesitation. And he showed himself great mercy and grace. To awaken the foolish, we have given them pain they cannot feel in the world, yet we have not harmed our bodies at all! ”

Rather, I sighed as I saw the priest who was shivering in his saliva as he got better.

It's the worst.

Whether the Demon King is really the one chosen by the drinker or not, they will surely obey the Demon King.

“Am I wrong? ”

“That's right.”

Close your eyes.

Am I on the wrong path? Wasn't this the path that Marcin wanted?

- No, it's fake!

“Ugh... ”

The groaning popped out. It's because my voice was so strong that it hit me in the head.

Normally, you would believe you can finally hear the voice of a great drink, but now it's different.

It was because I doubted whether this was the voice of Marcin or the ugly part of my heart that I had created myself.

- No, trust me! He's a fake! That letter is fake! You can't die! Cheer up, my servant, Aggreat!

“Ugh... ”

Is this really the voice of drinking?

But why is it that you hear the voice of drink that you don't normally hear when you look for it like that?

- I'm sorry, I'll be back! So, please, stop those bastards!

The voice hits your head again, and your mind starts to feel cozy.

I have to. I have to follow this voice.

Strong will catches me.

Is this the will of drink, or is this a false voice that my weak heart has created that leaves only death?

- Oh, for real!

The majesty is disappearing as we hear more and more.

But there is an unknown desperation.

- Hang in there. Because I'm going to choose a real apostle and send him!

I was so eager to say God's will that I told the priest who had come with a letter without knowing it that I refused to accept the Demon King's blessing.

“I don't think of him as the Demon King. ”

I wanted to say it out loud, but it was already in the past.

“Fool…. ”

The priest with a short tongue left the horse and left the room.

I was wondering if I should hold on for a moment, but the water was already spilled.

If we catch him, nothing will change.

“It really is war. ”

It is also a war that disadvantages over time.

Even all those who believe in Belegrean power and the Temple of Drinking will gather at the center of the Temple of Belegrea, which has not yet been organized.

The more time passes, the more rumors spread, the more war will be sure of defeat.

Maybe a month to go!

On the contrary, if I kill a man named Marx in a month, I have a chance!

“Listen to each anamfath! ”

We don't have much time. We must inform each anamfatha of the war by using the Contact Magic Tool.

“From this moment on, Marx, the impostor who pretends to be the Demon King, is dead! ”

And at the end of the message,

Phew!

Marathon Castle exploded.