Sword Master, Becomes a failed student

“Oh, my God!"

“What is it now? Are you...? ”

“Did he, or did the warrior defeat the Demon King? ”

“So soon? ”

“No, no matter how brave a warrior makes it on his own after a while... Isn't this impossible? ”

Many words poured out of the mouths of the people of the Kingdom of Cairo. Obsessed with excitement and horror, they continue to make fun of their mouths without understanding what they are saying. Suddenly, the surrounding tent turned into a chatterbox.

However, there was no one to stop them. The first prince, the second prince, and all the elders who were sick and tired of meeting with meaningless noise were just looking at the increasingly colorful prince with open eyes.

"How the hell is this possible? ’

Especially Genter Hilton.

His name is the greatest knight in the kingdom of Cairo. That's why I knew more than anyone how absurd things were.

It is thought to be the most powerful Demon King in all of human history.

Throughout human history, I have acquired the most perfect castle. And that was not enough, so I held hostages that I could never give up.

That means that even if the Joint Knights of Genus, Rhodegia and Cairo come at the same time, there is no more than one place to stand to win. At least that's what he thought.

‘By the way, I was alone...... and less than an hour later. ’

You defeated the Demon King?

Is that even possible? Is what a person can do right?

I was thinking about it, and I heard a voice next to me.

Eight pillars of the Empire. No, it was Chris Macman, one of the sovereign masters of the Kingdom of Cairo, who has now become seven pillars.

“Did the Lord send you a legendary armor for warriors? ”

Genter Hilton nods unknowingly.

I thought it might be. Although it may seem like you don't recognize other people's work and skills, to be honest, I didn't think you accomplished this kind of work by yourself.

I couldn't make sense of it.

He nods and answers.

“Of course. Unless it's armor, even the grace of a powerful god...."

Those around you who heard Genter Hilton's answer nod at the same time. That made some sense to me. They were talking again and again.

I wonder how much armor you've given me. If there was such a thing, then why didn't you actually enlist in the human race?

Some also said that if Cairo's first knight, Genter Hilton, had such armor, he would have been able to reclaim the castle much faster than the warriors. He was a gentle father.

But everyone actually thought so. They didn't think the warriors were that great. Despite the words of the king and the golden dawn.

Of course, their thoughts were not true.

Lumian Kalad solves everything with his own strength.

He did not receive any help or blessing from any tool.

* * *

“What? You didn't come alone...."

Aaaaah!

The gatekeepers guarding the entrance to Castle Marwan.

He was pretty strong. It's hard to see in normal Horse territory. Without the highest level of Sword Expert, Margaery had a density that was hard to cope with.

Of course, there was no meal in front of the furious warriors. The corpse of the half-broken one has split to the left and to the right. The Lumian went into the castle without even looking.

“Intruders!”

“You're here sooner than I thought... What? Are you alone?”

“He's even young. Did he come here to kill himself? ”

“Huh? That face, is it a warrior...?"

“Hahaha! Even a warrior would want to die to show up alone in Castle Marwan..." "

Saaak

The elders swiftly swarmed in.

But they died without touching the fur on any of the invading warriors.

The Lumian silently mutters, removing the feverish ones from the blade.

“We need to speed it up. ”

I was going to go to the room of the Demon King with a lot of anger. It was because he felt like he had to strike at something to release the burning anger in his heart that was hotter than the sun.

But with these cups, there was no news of the liver. I felt no impact at all. I felt like I was wielding a sword in the air.

‘Besides, there are hostages…….'

I couldn't afford to do anything rash or slow. When you finish your thought, the Lumian focuses his mind and spreads his senses widely.

Although it was harder than usual because of the concentrated, dark machi, it was still not enough. In Lumian's head, information about the Ghost Castle's space was as clear as a map. I have a perfect understanding of who is where.

The lumen nods.

Pa 'at

Spatula

Scrapper

“Huff!”

“Khhh."

“Grumgh.......”

I couldn't see it. I couldn't feel it. The Romans, determined and secretive, lost their lives without even knowing it.

One, two, ten, bag. From the bottom to the top, the Lumians thoroughly wipe out the horses. By the time 10 minutes had passed, all the Horsemen of Marwan had disappeared neatly.

Except for the Demon King, who's waiting upstairs.

Of course, the Lumians didn't care. I wasn't nervous.

He pulls out the sword to make it stronger. He opens a visit on the top floor. Then I saw dozens of hostages tied to miserable molluscs in the corner of the room, and the face of the Demon King sitting on that fancy throne far away.

The guy who was sitting with his chin bent in a stiff posture woke up from his seat with a "not bad" expression.

"......."

The most powerful Demon King of all time.

Greatest warrior of all time.

Two great beings have met. The hostages take their breath and watch their encounters in the midst of a difficult and painful encounter.

It was a tense moment.

In a few moments, the battle for history will begin. A dreadful battle where blood splatters and flesh spills out, unprecedented in history. Thinking about it, I felt the blood getting hot despite the situation they were in.

How will the outcome of this fight end?

Will they be able to live? Can that young warrior defeat the Demon King? Then, will the day come when we can gather our acquaintances and talk about the matter as if it were a tale?

It was when the hostages were spreading their imagination.

The Lumian swung his sword, and the Demon King could not escape.

Like the gatekeeper, he screamed enormously before being torn in half.

Shhhhhhhhh!

But it was a little more glamorous. His body trembles and grows gloomy even after splitting. The soul that escapes the body roars strangely through the air.

But that was the end. Eventually, the fact that the Demon King was dead did not change.

The hostages gaze at the lumen without a word as to the devastating consequences that were entirely different from what they expected.

And within those gazes, the eyes of 17-year-old King Schumacher of Cairo were also mixed.

‘Oh my, what nonsense…….'

Complex thoughts sprinkled like water.

How that pompous bastard got here. No matter how you acquired the power of a warrior, how you infiltrated the Castle of Magic by yourself, what your loyal men are doing.....

And there were only two left at the end.

A fever.

And fear.

To a warrior who became absolutely untouchable to himself, he was spurting out ugly, dirty emotions.

"Hmm."

Of course, Lumian Khalard didn't care about that at all.

He pulls the sword back and turns to you, thinking calmly.

‘Purify the castle quickly, go back and have sex. ’

‘Isn't the atmosphere ruined and the opportunity is gone?' I was worried for a moment, but I decided to think of the Lumen as a good thing.

After all, Tania has also opened her heart. Since we have already promised each other in the future, it will be okay to assume that there are no more obstacles.

He nods and pulls out the crystal ball. He can do it himself, but he can't help but sing because he sings to help him.

But then.

A stool has occurred.

Margaery, who had spread all over Castle Marquis, was roughly centered on the Lumian Khalard.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa! ”

“Shhh!”

The hostages are startled by Margie's sudden storm and scream. They hugged each other and gave each other strength so that they wouldn't get swept away.

Some people didn't.

He was 17 years old.

Phew!

The Lumian looks embarrassed to see his head explode like a ripe watermelon. No matter how senile he is, he's like a comrade who has defeated so many Horses in his past life. He's gone so far in vain.

However, I couldn't afford to feel that emotion.

It is because a dark voice echoed in the head of the Lumian.

You're strong, warrior. I can't take it with my strength. Admit it. I, the son of Drinkin, am such a softie. He's really something, you.

"…… Segaros? ”

The Lumian mutters.

In fact, I thought it was strange. The beast he defeated was certainly stronger than the previous Demon King, but it wasn't that big a difference. In fact, it was natural that the Demon King who had the right Castle was stronger than the one who declared the territory on the human body.

"Son of a bitch, Bobby sent his men to watch the liver. ’

The Lumian's expression becomes serious. But soon I was fine.

Like he said, now he was confident that even if someone invaded the human world, he would win. If so, the continent's peace remains intact, regardless of its reason for life.

Of course, it will be a problem after you die, but that's the far future, so we'll figure it out somehow. It's okay to raise a disciple. After finishing your thoughts, the Lumian replies with a relaxed face.

“I guess you couldn't come in person because you were scared? ”

Yeah, I was scared. I can't believe you came back with this incredible growth at the exact moment of the invasion. It was ridiculous.

“Then don't talk nonsense and live well in the barn. Why send your lackeys to the goal? ”

I know your weakness.

"......?"

Segaros brings out new topics.

Lumian's eyes frown.

I had to. There have been many Horsemen who have been struck down with force, but not one who carries his weaknesses like this. Curiosity seemed to soar through my head.

Fortunately or unfortunately, he continued to explain it with a nasty smile.

The data the previous Demon Lord collected was useful. The continent's esteemed warrior is a sexually incarnate and a sympathy I've never had, and a confessor in my past life... What a pity. I know how important it is to humans.

“Ha. Are you thinking of using a beauty? Try all you want. No matter how long I starved, I could never be tempted by the Horsemen......."

Ah, I didn't mean to. I hate to admit it, but you sure do have a strong mind. I feel a strong willingness to resist temptation.

Despite an indescribable compliment, the Lumian does not open his face.

His grumpy tone was also his speech, but the strange aura that I felt in my body has been bothering me for a long time.

As soon as he spoke of him,

However, no matter how determined you are...... you can't get rid of the desire in your heart. That's what I call a curse.

"Curse?”

Yes. Magi of Marwan, the soul of a sacrifice filled with hatred, father's great power...... And in addition, I have mixed the desire that continues to soar in your mind. Unless you sever your sexual desire, which is the mediator of the curse, this curse will remain forever. Heh-heh-heh-heh.......

A grim laugh echoes through my head. Thus, the Lumian's face hardened.

It wasn't just a bluff. Something really, really dangerous was intertwining with his body. His chest was filled with anxiety.