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The inside of a vast, empty castle with a deep darkness. There was definitely some intense fighting going on there.

Forgiveness also cried out in its own way, and the magic spell was clever and opposed to someone.

Someone who is the source of all evil has one arm torn off, and they stare at him with furious eyes.

However, the situation is favorable this way. The undead and the Horsemen are scattered, and there is only one Demon King left.

Nevertheless, she cast her magic carelessly.

The magical thunderbolt tears through the atmosphere, and a dark red meteorite descends from a distance toward the stable Demon King.

However, the Demon King destroyed all magic with a simple gesture.

I didn't know what was going on, so Forgiveness was just frightened.

At that moment, Margie's spear rises from the ground where she stands. Margie's densely compressed spear pierced the barrier in an instant.

But since he had the ability to live once, it didn't matter.

However, it was a tragedy that it wasn't him who pierced the spear.

She pushes him away and takes his place. She smiles faintly, with a spear through her heart.

Hot beating heart. It also darkens your vision. With her mouth frozen, she slowly moves her mouth. My ears are ringing like a faint, pale voice.

‘... I'm glad you're okay. ’

A myriad of spears burst out towards her entire body with a smile like that.

“… ugh! ”

Sahan got up from his bed. I exhale briefly and instinctively touch the seat next to me.

Fortunately, I still felt a soft skin. He sighs of relief and sweeps over his sweaty forehead.

“Hmm? ”

Ser Jean awoke from his tumultuous behavior. After half-raising her body, she closes her eyes and puts her prison in the arms of the Dead.

“Why, is that? ”

I still bury it with a drunk voice. Without an answer, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

The hot beating heart still does not calm down. It was such a horrible dream.

However, it is even more anxious to accept that the dream is just a dream.

10's cognitive awareness is, of course, as much as it is possible to alert yourself to the risks that are at stake for those who are important to you.

“… Serzin. ”

After calming his body and mind closely, Sahan looked at Serjin with a trembling pupil.

Her whole body bursts into Margie's spear, bringing to life the sight of her vomiting blood from her mouth.

At that moment, his head twitches, crushing his temples.

“Hmmm? Does it hurt? ”

You start squeezing his body as if you were worried about Serjin. Sahan smiles and holds her tightly in his arms.

She's safely in my arms, foreshadowing or whatever, and I've already foreseen it. I'll be fine. I'll be able to escape.

“.. it's okay. It's okay... You know, Ser Jean. ”

As Saehan's tail is clouded, Ser Jinn looks at him with his arms around his waist, puzzled with a slight lift of his head.

He looks at her eyes for a moment, then slowly opens his mouth.

“.. I am immortal. I'm not gonna die.

“Ugh, hmm? ”

Ser Jinn shivers at the sound of literally tapping his trunk in his sleep. However, she did not give up, but held her tighter.

“Oh, he's not really immortal. He can come back to life once he's dead. I learned that magic, so..."

I pause and recall the scenery in my dream.

The Demon King lost an arm for some reason.

The Knights of the Demon King's minions, the undead, and almost all the demons.

However, unlike the favorable situation, Sahanna's expression was so desperate.

And the last Sergei in miserable form.

“... I mean, I'm immortal, so don't even think about doing anything stupid about throwing yourself to protect me. Do you understand?”

He says that and stares at Serzin.

Ser Jinn, who had been looking him in the eye for a long time, soon bowed himself into his arms.

“... but that's not as easy as it sounds. If you're in danger... My body will move automatically. ”

“No, but...”

As soon as Saehan tried to say something, Ser Jinn suddenly kissed. A kiss to keep his mouth shut.

Serzin's narrative moves violently and aggressively to draw out the compassion. But the greedy longer pushes her aside.

“.. answer me. If that doesn't work, don't come near me. No, don't put me in sight. I'm anxious.”

“ … ”

Ser Jinn frowns.

Sahan thought it was rather good. If we don't keep her by our side in a fight, the prophecy won't come true.

“... Do you understand? If I see your face near me in the next battle, I may never see you again. I mean it.”

But even so, did it go a little too far?

“.. W-what are you saying...! ”

At that moment, Ser Jinn opens his eyes and shoots at him.

“... So listen to me. Do you understand?”

But he was cold. I don't want to lose her even if it hurts for a while.

“ … ”

Ser Jean is still not answering. And a pariah who frowns like he's stuffy.

Ser Jinn looks fat, not answering to the end. Then turn around and lie down on the bed.

“.. answer me. ”

But he was not relieved by it, and again he urged an answer.

“… Okay, okay. Got it!!"

Ser Jinn shouts, his back against the snow.

I thought I'd be disappointed to hear a slight faint sound... But I can't help it.

“…… Huh. ”

Without saying anything, she rested on the bed again.

Still, I turned around because I couldn't sleep well because of the awkwardness and apology, but the sound of her snorting became louder and louder.

As time went by, the breath of a girl without spots grew into a mournful sound.

“* Sigh * * Sigh *

The slow rush of sound coming from her. I tried to suppress it, but it seemed like it was squeezing out my vocal cords.

After a deep sigh, she eventually turned and embraced her back.

“... Let go, let go. Faces, you said you wouldn't... see them. ”

However, Ser Jinn sprinkled his hands and still didn't show his face to Sa Han.

“... No, I'm not saying that... Hah... Serzin, I'm just having a nightmare. ”

So he had to tell me the truth.

I had a nightmare, and according to my sensitive senses, it was definitely a prophecy.

“I love you. That's why I'm doing this. ”

“ … ”

Ser Jinn still says nothing.

It was just that I knew that I was worried about myself, and the feeling gradually faded.

Zahan grabbed her shoulder like that, and the two of them slowly fell asleep.

* * *

“ …. ”

Front door to the last five floors. The entire army is in a solemn formation, tense and vigilant.

It's the last one. It really is the last one, no matter what the outcome.

The defeat in this battle will mean the future of mankind will be a wind lamp, and the Horsemen will be wiped out and the rise of peace and balance will come.

“… everyone, get ready. ”

Saying so, Sahanna breathes Mana all over her body.

The roar of Mana rumbles, and the knights and wizards are all prepared.

“… Serzin. ”

Sahan said, touching Serjin's hair beside him.

“I know. ”

She nods, expressionless.

Sahan kisses her cheek so that no one will notice her, and moves to her side a little distance from Serzin.

“… here we go. ”

She glances at the Forgiveness approaching her side and nods at the deputies.

Thus, the troops finally take a step toward the final gate.

*

The fifth floor looked more ordinary than the other floors which boasted environments comparable to nature.

A dark, cold floor reminiscent of a cave. This is what Saehan saw in his dream.

And there are several high rises in the distance.

Among them, on a throne prominently raised and full of splendid decorations, the polite 'Demon King’ sat with his hands on his chin.

“Welcome.”

The Demon King stood up, reciting the last words as if he were welcoming someone to the party.

“It's been a long time since I've seen a ‘human’ livestock in close contact with these eyes. It would be an honor. ”

Then he smiles at Paan. Like a gambler playing without the tension of words.

“I might be recalled in an instant while I relax like that. ”

Sahanna warns, pulling it out, blowing her brother Mana into the sword.

“Yeah, that's good too. Being bitten by a clown. It's quite pleasant. ”

Hahahaha-. A delightful smile resonates.

And Sahanna, who accepted that smile as a sign, gave the Demon King her sword with all her might.

The Sahan nation is the most human strike of all, comprised of the weight of knights and the best Mana.

First of all, the strike creates a massive crack in the atmosphere.

On the other side of the crack, the electric storm was raging violently.

The "electrostatic breeze" that was thrown only in the crack was, in Sahanna's will,

“Hiyaab! ”

The Demon King is swarming.

The inside of the castle is rapidly engulfed in the blue and thin color of the epilepsy, and the sound is echoing as if it is about to tear off the ears.

However, the Demon King did not lose his smile as he charged towards himself.

You smile and reach for Bress with one hand.

“ …! ”

She opened her eyes and looked at the Demon King's actions.

It is similar to what I saw in my dream. The moment I touched that arm, I had a strong feeling that the brace was going to collapse.

So he aimed the spell at the Demon King's arm at the same time as the casting.

For a split second, the Demon King's hand twists slightly as he reaches for the incoming blast of Brace.

It was a very slight twist, but the effects of that slight variable were fatal enough.

“… Hmm? ”

The Demon King tilted his head quietly, but it was already too late.

Bress, the electric storm has completely engulfed him.

Bress shredded his limbs with an odd bang, seeping into his body and destroying it to the point of inability to survive.

A powerful and devastating blow that would have vanished at the moment Humans touched it.

“... Are you dead, Joo? ”

“So simple? ”

“... Stop, no way. ”

There is a loud rumbling sound.

The troops swallowed their saliva and looked at the agonizing scene where Bress passed by, whether the mission, known as the 'Lead Bread Fierce', was successful.

Due to the faint currents still fried and hazy smoke, only the interior of the disfigured castle seems faint, but the Demon King is nowhere to be seen.

“… Hmm. ”

The hazy smoke still hasn't lifted, but a dull sigh informs him of his survival. Even the Demon King endured Bress.

“I didn't deliberately watch you battle to enjoy the thrill of my uncertainty...”

Finally, the black smoke settles, and the Demon King reveals its faint form.

“I can't believe you're hiding such a cute little thing... for a clown. ”

The Demon King is pouting over here with his smile gone and his face distorted.

He was covered in rags. With the right arm extending towards Bress and the left horn gone.

Zahan smiled in relief. It is a sight different from a dream. In the dream, there was no left arm, not the right arm, and both horns remained intact.

“Still, I can treat it with kindness. ”

The Demon King appeared to be furious and soon appeared to show a smile of generosity again.

“... Don't, the Demon King's Root, Horn...”

Until one of his accomplices tipped him off.

“... Horn? ”

The Demon King frowns and raises his hand over his head.

But no.

There are no hard objects that must be touched anywhere on the left.

“ …… ”

A symbol of the wise Demon King in the present world, which must stand firm and firm above all else. ‘Aggregation of Magi', the Horn.

A horn that was sharpened and polished daily. I washed it thoroughly several times a day. I slept carefully, wondering if it might affect the horns.

More important than a beautiful woman in this world, than a giant but annoying goal of conquest...

“... Nothing. ”

Now the oxidized horn.

At this point, I can't even look at you as a kindred spirit.

“… this…”

That was the end of the Demon King's words.

He throws a miraculous burst of powerful magic, with his face distorted in the form of vile fury, without joining his words to the end.

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I feel a bit lacking these days.Thank you to everyone who always takes care of me.