Chapter 463: 463 462 words 'Heroes, check in.'

Far above the walled city of Galuamaria. The demon bird opens its large mouth stubbornly, leaks out a cry that doesn't sound like a bird, and shakes in the air.

"Oh. I'm not sure what to do. I'm not sure what to do. I don't think that would have happened in the past.

The words are dexterously spun with the voice of a bird. It's a familiar voice to Labur.

Junerva the Poisoner, a demon in the service of Vrilliganth like Labur. He must be sending his voice through his own messenger. As the King of the Winged, this is easy for him to do.

Laboure, with the black-eyed sorcerer in his hand, said in his usual manner. He didn't seem to feel the pain of having his neck and side gouged out.

Junerva. On the battlefield, it doesn't matter if you're ready or not. Correction immediately. It's just that the human has outperformed me in the field.

Lovell says as she rests her body against a large feather.

That's a hard fact for her to accept. It doesn't matter to the enemy if you are not at your best. Lovell understands that excuses are the most meaningless thing in the world.

But Junerva didn't seem to be convinced. This is his character and his pride. It is impossible for a demon to lag behind a human.

A demon is a disaster, and for all but the greatest demons, it is an absolute existence. The only exception to this is the human hero Althea.

The only exception was the human hero Althea. Junerva's vision brought to mind the scene from earlier. That man in the green robe. Certainly a foreigner among humans. There's no doubt he's beginning to deviate from reason.

--But I don't think he's comparable to Althea. That's what made Althea so unique.

Junerva was in some ways a very pure demon. He looked down on humans and even despised them.

Humans are vile and weak, quick to quarrel and betray their friends. They are worthy of contempt.

But Althea was different. That's why Junerva shows respect to Althea, even though she's human.

With her brilliant behavior, she conquered all the demons in the world without showing the slightest trace of meanness. Junerva thinks that she is the one who deserves to be blindsided.

Junerva's pondering must have caught Lovell's eye as well. He tilted his head as if to sigh and opened his mouth.

Your assessment is always one-sided. That's not right. I've given him a certain amount of credit. Correction immediately.

"Oh, I envy you. To be rated by my beloved Lovell. I'd be jealous. That's why you let him live.

It was a joking voice, devoid of emotion. Laboure didn't react much to the remark. He knew that Junerva was trying to curry favor with him, but Laboure couldn't understand the essence of it.

So he said only one word.

"Yeah. Anyway, there will be no more problems. I've accomplished my goal. A heart, a lot of blood, and a new demon.

Everything was in order, Lovell said. It is the undeniable truth, a fact that will not change no matter what the humans do from here on out.

There is not much left for Lovell, or even Junerva, to do. Slowly, with a refined hand, Lovell traced the eyelids of the human in his hand.

The price of the heart, which had been his greatest concern, was now in his possession. Now all that remains is for the master demon Vriliganth to return to his full glory. And then it's all over.

It's a symbol of the end.

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The second-in-command, Hind, sits back in his chair and exhales heavily. His vision was unsettled, flitting between the white of dead snow and the black of the forest.

The demon bird that had taken the general's daughter, Fearalert, was far away. Not even its form was visible. In the abandoned roadside inn, the people of the heraldry and the Borvat army remained in silence, not saying a word.

Both the heraldic and Bolvart soldiers, even those who had been hiding, showed their faces and took care of the situation, but everyone had a somber look on their faces.

Of course, Hind bit his teeth. The heraldic army and the Borvat army and their commanders were all gathered here, but they ended up at the mercy of a single demon. I don't know what their intentions are, but we were still played by them. It was impossible to tell the soldiers not to sink.

Everyone is filled with regret, humiliation, and an unconcealed sense of helplessness. Hind would have been distraught if he could have.

But the general, the one who would most want to show his passion, was trying his best to keep his composure. It would have been an insult to him to spill his words and emotions here. That's why Hind bit his lip and tried desperately to keep his voice down.

Mastighios was being treated for one of his arms, occasionally groaning. You can smell the slight scent of burning blood and flesh through the table, as if his own lightning fire had flowed back.

Lugis, the commander of the heraldic army, was also receiving light treatment and enjoying a chew of tobacco.

It's a strange space. The two commanders, who should be enemies, are now on the same side of the table, without even showing any hostility.

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"...... Commander Lugis.

Hind couldn't help but call out to the man. The sharp eyes of the man turned around to look at him.

It's just that Hind couldn't seem to hold back without saying something. His vision flickered, and he knew he was going to lose his mind.

But he had no one in his army to complain to. In a way, it was because he was Lugis from the enemy army that he was able to talk to him so casually.

We're retreating temporarily. Now that the general is wounded, we can no longer continue the fight. What will you do?

This was Hind's hesitation expressed in his words. With Mastighios wounded, it is impossible to continue the siege as it is now. But what will we do now that we've retreated?

Even though Majin Lovell had disappeared, the situation hadn't changed much. From now on, Borvat's army will have to continue its unending conquest of the West.

Hind said in a voice that sounded as if he was clinging to her. On the other hand, Lugis opened his lips quite casually.

I know what I'm going to do. I told you.

He pulled the cigarette from his lips and looked at Hind with a face that did not hide his scars. Hind could feel his heart beating strangely.

Nothing is going to change - we're going to wipe out all the demons and monsters that oppose humans from this earth.

Hind naturally found himself contorting his expression severely. His eyes were twitching. His fingers snapped lightly, and he opened his mouth involuntarily.

Why ...... why. How can you say that? You've seen it!

Yes. How can you say that now? You've seen a demon so close up.

A demon isn't just powerful. Just by being there, they can easily grab a person's heart and pluck out their spirit. People can only be cowered by their overwhelming presence like a frog stared at by a snake.

It would be a lie to say that Hind did not tremble in the face of Lovell. No matter how bold, no matter how brave, he would be shattered in front of them. But why?

Lugis opened his eyes in surprise for a moment, but then spoke as if it were obvious.

Because it's the only way. You see. They don't give a d*mn about human life. If we all get down on our knees right now, we'll be their chattel for generations to come. The time will come when they can kill us whenever they want and trample us whenever they want. The time will come when you will not be able to protect even the woman you love.

It was at this moment that Hind realized why this man was a hero.

There was a strange charm to his words. Words that forcibly stirred up the heart that had fallen to the bottom. He does not stop where one would expect him to stop. He is maniacally focused on the road ahead.

It's as if he doesn't know what it's like to give up.

That's why people can't take their eyes off him. That's why people follow him.

Hind instantly understood the danger. This is a man who makes people change. This is a man who pushes people inexorably. Very, very bad.

By the time Hind felt it, the voice was already there. A voice, low and yet resonating from the depths of the earth.

"...... Lord Lugis. I heard you killed a demon. Is that true?

What's the point in lying? I'm not the only one who can do that. But you see, they get hurt and they run. Then they have a chance to win, strong or not.

Before I knew it, Mastighios had opened his eyes. The expression on his face is no longer warm, but full of passion.

It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

Can you kill Lovell and Vriligant? Can you?

There was a strange atmosphere. There was a strange atmosphere. The air was so hot that the dead snow seemed to evaporate, and two men were at the center of it.

In the middle of it all, Lugis said in a light tone.

"Only if you help us. What do you say, General? Do you want to be driven to your death as an errand boy? Or do you want to die facing forward?

I don't want any of this. I'm going to show them all what they're made of and then I'm going to die. Isn't that right, Lord Lugis?

A moment later, thunderous fire erupted. A roar rang out and the essence of magic covered the surroundings. As if it had lost all its clasps, a demonic roar was raised.

This meeting on the road, with only a few witnesses, was later greatly embellished. It was said that both sides had tens of thousands of troops with them, and that the general's daughter had married the hero of the heraldic army on the spot.

But what is certain is that the new kingdom of Garleist and the army of Boruvart. The two sides have unquestionably joined hands for the first time on this occasion.

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