Starting with King Morgan’s preemptive attack, a fierce battle between the two began.
The relationship between each other was stronger than that of a family, but the relationship between a king and a slave was ruined by a wrong choice.
As King Morgan and the slave declared to each other, they were no longer a family. There are only slaves who have declared rebellion and masters who oppose them.
[Huh!]
bang!
King Morgan made a big bang and shook the axis. Not only the sound, but also the axis of the palace shook slightly.
The ghost only reproduces the situation at that time, but has no effect on reality. However, although very weak, the earth’s axis shook like an earthquake.
How strong were you in your lifetime, and how strong your remaining grudges would be enough to affect your reality?
Besides, the screams of countless people who have come this far. That scream shook his mind as much as an evil spirit.
Phil, there’s something left here. Deimos had an intuition when he saw the situation the demons were showing.
Flutter!
When King Morgan shook the axis, the slave fluttered his sprouted wings and soared into the sky.
A huge wing with a skin like a bat. A part that is like another symbol of the devil, like the horn.
Soaring into the air, the slave flapped its wings for a while and looked down at King Morgan. Then he speaks in a hoarse voice.
[I have always looked up at you. Now I can look down. Everything, including you, looks infinitely small.]
It is a very appropriate provocation for a slave to his master, and also to the king. From the king’s point of view, there would be no such disgrace.
But King Morgan wasn’t easy either. He snorted and slowly twisted his waist, clenching the ax in both hands.
[The higher you fly, the more painful the fall.]
Paang!
King Morgan swung his ax hard with the sound of the wind ripping. The appearance of using the waist core that had just been twisted.
Although it was unknown what kind of phenomenon was unfolding because it was a monstrous spirit, it seems that the slave flying in the sky hurriedly escaped and fired an aura similar to swordsmanship.
And in the place where the slaves escaped, there was a big hole and the bright sunlight was shining down on it. That seems to be the mark.
Quang!
The slave stopped flapping his wings and struck the ax as it was. King Morgan also managed to block it with a pole.
It looks like it was injected with mana, seeing that the pole did not break even with the huge axe blade and the powerful strength of the slave.
Even on record, King Morgan was a conquering lord who roamed the front lines, so it’s not unusual to use mana.
[Why don’t you understand my heart? I just wanted to make you king of the world! Not only humans from the west, but also beasts, dwarves, and elves!]
The slave shouts out loud and begins to pressure King Morgan. King Morgan looked like he was desperate to stop the slave who became stronger as he became a demon.
[Is it worth it to give up being human? Do you really believe that destroying the world is domination?]
But that didn’t mean it was completely pushed back. As I heard earlier, the master of the martial arts of the slave was King Morgan.
He knew all the ways of the slave’s battles, and becoming a demon was a variable, but for whatever reason, he could not use magic.
If even magic had been freely used, King Morgan would have been helpless.
King Morgan slowly gnawed at the slaves while acting defensively, and the slaves put pressure on King Morgan with their newly acquired powers.
[You gave me everything! A power I didn’t have! An honor I never had! A dream I never had! A family I didn’t have! But why did you give up on your dream? why!]
However, perhaps the emotions that had been accumulated until now had exploded, the slaves’ pressure became more frequent.
In the process, even if the body was injured in the process, it recovered quickly with regenerative power, and his stamina greatly increased as he became a demon.
On the other hand, King Morgan, no matter how strong he was, could not break out of the human realm. Even if you change the souls of hundreds of people, it is difficult to escape from the limit you were born with.
kuung-
After a long fight, King Morgan finally fell to one knee. He supported the ground with an ax to avoid falling, but his body was already covered in blood.
However, slaves are not innocent. He neglected the defense and only attacked, so in terms of wounds, there were far more than King Morgan.
I was just covering it up with the regenerative power I gained from becoming a demon. However, all of that regeneration was consumed as mana and stamina.
Because of this, he was breathing so hard that his complexion turned pale. But his face is still filled with incomprehensible anger.
[This is a request.]
Perhaps he thought the fight was over, the slave who spoke to King Morgan in a very polite tone, unlike before.
[The magic has already been practiced, and the people of Gerios Kingdom will be reborn as beings stronger than the elves. You can rule the land, the sea, and even the whole world.]
[·······]
[Is this the result you want? Otherwise, he wouldn’t have obtained these red hair and golden eyes by grinding the souls of hundreds of people. I don’t understand what the difference is.]
By analogy with the conversation, red hair and golden eyes seemed to be characteristics that only a victim could obtain.
Otherwise, the expression that he drank hundreds of souls would not have come out.
In addition, the aspect of the era 3,000 years ago would have been much more cruel and inhumane than it is now.
From a slave’s point of view, becoming a monster by sacrificing people and becoming a demon must have seemed similar.
[…is there a heart there?]
[·······]
[A king is a law that can rule a kingdom only when he understands the hearts of his people. But what good is it if you don’t have a heart? A country without a heart will eventually perish.]
However, King Morgan did not cross the ‘final line’ unlike the slaves. Even with hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of souls in his body, he valued the ‘heart’.
Koo!
Having said that, King Morgan struck down the weapon he was holding firmly. In real life, the shaking is so strong that the dust is fluttering.
Then, with his hands on his knees, he slowly stood up with the ax as a support. Even with a full body, it exudes a sense of intimidation as if Mt.
Finally, King Morgan, holding the ax in both hands, spoke proudly to the slave in front of him.
[A man must have a heart to be a man. Even if your face and body change, if you have a heart, you are a person. So, you can still be called a human being.]
[·······]
[But what about those guys out there? Is it really something that can be called a human being? They’re not people. it’s a beast A devil full of evil… You can call me ‘Devil’.]
The expedition realized after hearing King Morgan’s words. Where did the word ‘devil’ come from?
[·······Then who am I? He has the form of a devil, but he has a heart just as you said.]
[Demon. Although it has the appearance of a devil, it is actually included in a ‘race’ with a heart. Of course, even that won’t last long.]
Where did the etymology of ‘demon’ come from?
Through the conversations of the ghosts, I was able to realize the whole story.
[…I wish I could stand in the same spot as you and look down at the world.]
ugh-
The slave muttered quietly and took the axe, muttering desperately that King Morgan would not give up.
[From now on, I will look down at the world by myself. My king.]
right pole-
A slave who gripped his weapon so tightly that it could be crushed to deliver a finishing blow. The two arms, which were thick with muscles, swayed little by little, expressing their strength.
King Morgan looked at it, and likewise held the ax strongly in both hands. With a smile of unknown reason.
[If you have a heart, I will never regret it.]
[·······]
[So come. Overcome your biggest wall.]
At those words, the slave’s eyes trembled slightly, and at the same time, the strength in the hand holding the weapon weakened.
But that is only a fleeting moment. The slave shook his head violently to regain consciousness and then rushed to King Morgan.
With every step you take, the sound of heaven and earth vibrating. King Morgan watched the slaves running towards him.
[Ahhh!]
The slave held his ax high in the sky. It blew up so violently that it ripped the whole world apart.
The spirit contained the will to put all of his strength into it, but he also felt as if he was hiding something.
thud!
King Morgan also stepped forward with one leg and swung his ax around once. Using that recoil, he pulls the ax behind his head.
The final blow that made the muscles of the whole body twitch and even stopped breathing for an instant.
[ha!!]
Finally, the king’s weapon is struck down.
bang!
Slaves also lowered their weapons, so that each other’s weapons collided with each other.
Whoops!
“Ahh!”
“Woo!”
“Be careful everyone!”
As soon as the king’s and slave’s weapons collided, a huge shock wave was created. It is as powerful as if it had received a gust of wind head-on.
The paladins were able to survive, but the archaeologists, including Cardinal Deimos, fell to the ground.
How strong would he have been in his lifetime to be able to exert such an influence even as a ghost?
Usually, royal palaces are built strong so that they do not collapse even in natural disasters, but there is a reason why the audience room was a mess.
The reason there’s a big hole in the ceiling is probably because of that crash. Deimos, who fell to the floor, barely got up with the support of the Paladins.
And what you see is…
[·······]
[······· Cool.]
Surprisingly, it was King Morgan with more than half of his ax blade pierced into the body of a slave. The slave’s double-edged ax had completely lost its blade.
Obviously, King Morgan was on the verge of collapse, so how did he win over the slaves? Slaves whose body specs have also increased through demonization.
[It was a hesitation.]
[·······]
And King Morgan answered that question right away. His voice was not the joy of victory, but rather complicated and sad.
Because it was a relationship between a master and a slave, he could commit a rebellion, but ironically, he could not overcome it because it was more of a relationship.
A slave’s heart for King Morgan is sincere. And that’s what caught the ankle.
Even if you turn other people into demons, you cannot become a demon yourself. Because of one desire to see King Morgan become the ruler of the world with his own two eyes.
👌👌👌👌👌
King Morgan cut the ax that had been lodged in his upper body at an oblique angle. Naturally, the slave’s upper body was split diagonally, and he fell to the floor helplessly.
Looking closely now, there were traces of clotted blood on the spot where the slave fell. The slave must have died on the spot.
As a demon, it could be said to be a tragic end, maybe it was a battle that signaled the beginning of the demon.
[Heo Eok…………………………………………
Even though the upper body was split in half, the slave boasted tenacious vitality. But he is gasping for breath and slowly losing focus.
Even if it’s a demon, if it’s that much fatal, it can be said that the result is actually decided.
King Morgan looked down at the slave with a pitiful look, then slowly knelt down on one knee. The slave also turned to King Morgan.
[Your heart is Jim… No, I know. That greed is also the heart of a person.]
[Cool… now I…]
[Don’t worry. Don’t let me bear the cost of your sins. My grandson and your son will live not as children of sinners, but as children of slaves.]
[Why why······]
Why are you even doing that? I betrayed you and further put the world in jeopardy beyond the realm.
His life was on the brink, and he couldn’t convey the words properly, but King Morgan could understand the slave’s heart.
Then he smiled softly and stroked the slave’s face with his trembling hand.
[Because you are also my child, my dear son.]
[·······]
[Your name and honor as king will be tarnished. However, no one will be a ‘sinner’.]
[Ah······ Arbor·······]
A slave who was unable to utter the word ‘Father’ until the end and lost his breath. King Morgan quietly closed the eyes of the dead slave with open eyes.
[You foolish son. Don’t let me bear your sins until the end.]
With that said, King Morgan suddenly began to take off his clothes. It was easy to take off because the clothes had become rags from the bloody battle with the slaves.
Then he dressed the slaves. It was easy to change because the slave wore no clothes except for short pants.
Finally, King Morgan puts on a slave’s robes, and vice versa. Just in case, the clothes were cut along the traces of the upper body split in half.
Here is not the end. The slave’s hair was cut short like his own, making it indistinguishable.
It wasn’t perfect, but in the great ‘chaos’ it would be enough to deceive.
[The king will wipe away all the filth…]
King Morgan, no, Morgan, who muttered, held the double-edged ax firmly.
One of the blades was completely broken in the aftermath of the previous day, and it has changed to the shape of an ordinary axe. Just like the kingdom of Gerios on the verge of collapse.
[The kingdom will be destroyed by the wrong choice of the king.]
buck- buck- buck-
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Morgan headed out of the audience, leaving the body behind. The closer he got to the audience, the louder the cut-off screams began to be heard.
[But no one will be a sinner.]
The ‘king’, who committed the worst crime, was killed by a ‘slave’ with my own hands. There are no more ‘sinners’.
There is only one slave who steps out of the audience to watch the end of the kingdom.
[From now on, my name is Arthur Michelle!]
Koo!
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Morgan rolled his feet as he brought out the slave’s name. The sound of screaming outside ceased temporarily when I stepped on it.
I couldn’t know the details because I was in a monster state, but maybe the demons’ attention was focused on that action just before.
It’s only speculation to the last, but seeing that the screams have stopped, the credibility is high.
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Meanwhile, Morgan clasped the ax in both hands and roared like a lion.
[The king’s slave!]
slurp-
Simultaneously with those words, the ghosts dispersed into the air. The seemingly long yet short reenactment of the situation has finally come to an end.
When the expedition was all over, they burst out of breath they had been holding back. I was so focused that I forgot to breathe.
“…is it over now?”
“·······It seems so.”
Deimos opened his mouth, wiping the cold sweat that was dripping down his sleeve with his sleeve. It’s so immersive that you can’t take your eyes off it for even a moment.
But at the same time, I got goosebumps. How strong of a grudge would it be to clearly show the reproduction of this situation?
In my mind, I wanted to investigate this place a little more, but I’m sure my mental strength would run out if I did.
First of all, rest. It would be better to go outside and get some rest.
[How? Jim’s end.]
“That’s of course…”
for a moment. whose voice is this Deimos couldn’t help but keep his mouth shut, not trying to answer automatically.
It’s very similar to the voice I’ve even heard just before.
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Not only Deimos, but also the expedition moved their gaze from the entrance of the audience and looked back.
and······
[You are the first since I showed it to my descendants.]
The king, Morgan, who had been roaring in the audience until recently, was sitting proudly on the throne.