141 – Proof
“As expected.”
Following the words of a young man who had not entered into an agreement, Darren stopped by a butcher shop.
-Suddenly.
After cutting down the incubus that was pretending to be a human and checking the dark red blood of the monster.
“The son-in-law was right. Then around here…”
He nodded once and began to sweep the floor with his mana-filled hands.
How much did you look through?
A part of the floor responded to Darren’s mana and began to move.
Rattle.
The floor opens, and the black stairs leading to the basement are reflected in Darren’s eyes.
At the same time, the words spoken by a young man clutter Darren’s mind.
-“Consul Evil is imprisoned there.”
-“Ras, he won’t bother to bring the Archon.”
-“So, Duke, please take the consul away. “Before other tough guys take the Archon away.”
Because the words he spoke always became the truth and reality.
-“The problem is who might be there…”
-“Just in case Sloth is guarding the place, just wait. “Never fight.”
“Shall we go?”
Because there was a possibility of encountering sin.
Darren, who had raised his mana so that he could fight at any time, began to go down the stairs, swallowing his dry saliva.
I was so nervous, how far did I go down like that?
“Consul Evil…!”
Arriving in a spacious underground space, Darren helped Evil, who was lying unconscious on the floor.
“I guess you’re okay.”
Darren, who was examining the condition of Evil in his arms, tilted his head.
I’m glad we were rescued safely.
Because I was curious. Evil’s condition seemed to be very normal for someone who had been captured by the Seven Deadly Sins.
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The Sin of Wrath, Ras.
My first impression of him was quite impressive.
‘It looks really scary.’
Broad shoulders, a figure that seems to be well over 2 meters, muscles that seem to explode, grotesque purple skin and short white hair.
In addition, the harsh spirit and demonic energy that radiates from the entire body.
It looks the same as what I saw through the monitor, but I feel pressure and energy that I couldn’t feel through the monitor.
“I thought you would come alone.”
The sin of anger, Ras said, nodding towards me with his drawn greatsword slung over his shoulder.
“Bowl. Why did you bring those insignificant little brats? Are you, by any chance, scared of this body?”
I flinch.
Is it because I heard it was a small piece? Duran, who was standing next to me, flinched, and Geomsung was squeezing the handle of his sword tightly, letting out his anger.
“Or are you saying that you are confident enough in this duel to allow someone else to watch?”
A confident tone with a hint of anticipation.
Looking at Lars’ arrogant appearance like that.
“What? Am I scared? And that to you too? Fu, fuhahahaha!”
Laughter burst out.
“And you?”
I asked, pointing to the back of the lath with a nod.
“Seeing as Banpoon even brought this guy, aren’t you really trying to pressure me too much?”
As I stand there, the body of the man who was sitting on the rock, staring intently at me, twitches.
“Indeed, just as I heard, he is a man with a wicked mouth! hahahaha! Like it. “I like it very much!”
Ras laughed heartily as if the world was falling apart, and then lightly swung his greatsword that was slung over his shoulder.
“I promise.”
Chaaa!
A black line was drawn.
“Surp…!”
“Profit…!
Between Jan, Duran, and me.
“···.”
Between Las and the man wearing a black robe.
“Until our fair duel ends, this body and all bodies except that body…”
Chrrr.
Above the drawn black line, a black scum is created.
“You will not be able to cross the line I drew. “Just in case someone crosses the line.”
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Various monsters with disgusting appearances pry through the trash and reveal only their faces.
“He will already be dead and already a ghost.”
“The festival of duel between you and yours will not be disturbed by anyone.”
Thump.
Ras declared as he stamped his greatsword on the ground.
Las’s magnificent appearance and even noble appearance.
“Hey.”
An exclamation escapes me.
“I don’t know if anyone will really believe it if they see it.”
You are a pure warrior who pursues a fair duel.
“But what can I do?”
I shrugged my shoulders and laughed at Lass, who was behaving like a noble warrior.
“I already know everything.”
Lars narrowed his eyes and nodded his head as if asking him to continue speaking.
“You pretend to be noble on the outside, but in reality, you are a f*cking coward. But a guy like that is shamelessly talking about fairness and fairness?”
Grumbling.
The sword of good and evil was drawn, and starlight was placed in its body.
“This body has no idea what you’re talking about.”
“To pretend not to know is abominable… Hey, then.”
Kwasik.
As I plunge the starlight-encrusted sword of good and evil into the ground, the feeling of a chunk of flesh being pierced comes up along the tip of the sword.
“What was the guy who was lying down with his mouth wide open and was pierced by my sword and fell down?”
So bad.
The floor cracks, and black sediment begins to come out through the gap.
“No matter how much I think about it, I don’t think he was an apostle of fairness.”
When I asked the question while ridiculing him to the fullest, Lars, who had a crumpled expression, was unable to give any answer.
“Khahahaha!”
All I hear in my ears is the bizarre laughter of a man covered in black robes who is laughing so happily that the world falls apart.
“Oh, now that I think about it, you were destroyed by that person too, right? “I heard he even ran away in the end…”
The sin of anger, Ras was defeated by Mort, a former warrior, and ran away.
“Stop.”
“Stop? Then let’s talk about something else. “Back when you were crazy about duels, you were afraid of defeat, and you were obsessed with winning even to the point of using all kinds of dirty tricks…”
Before his sins, Ras was a human being who became uglier than anyone else in the name of defeat.
“I told you to stop.”
“What happened to those who informed us of the defeat, and what happened to your people and relatives who witnessed the defeat…?”
Ras, the king of a fallen country, abandoned the things he had to protect and the precious things in order to erase his defeat and protect his honor.
“Raise your sword.”
“To erase the traces of defeat, you erased your qualifications as a human being, what did you erase from maps and history?”
In the end, he erased the empire he ruled and the countless people who followed him. For the simple reason that he wants to erase his own defeat.
“I told you to raise your sword.”
“I know everything. You coward. Therefore···.”
Wow!
I pulled out the sword that was stuck on the floor.
The pure white starlight that ended the life of the evil beast of anger was shown.
“Don’t be a dog. “Because you don’t deserve it.”
Towards the fallen king who abandoned what he had to protect.
Toward the most hideous sin.
“Qualifications, did you say qualifications?···Khahahaha···!”
The king of the ruined country roared loudly, causing the earth to rumble.
“Oh my. “I mean qualifications.”
Quad Deuk.
Sin’s muscles inflate like balloons, and bones, internal organs, and tentacles appear above his skin.
“I don’t argue with my mouth like you do. “You win it with your body and prove it with your blood.”
Kwakwakwa!
A black and mysterious energy explodes into the great sword holding Lass.
“Piercing through the flesh, breaking the bones, splitting the flesh and taking it out.”
“The sound of howling in pain can be heard beautifully, and the hand full of lingering regrets is shaken off, shaken off, and taken away.”
“This body has been won and proven. “He has taken out his foolish heart countless times, and has shaken off countless hands to deprive many people of their qualifications.”
There is anger in the eyes of sin.
“What about you? Are we qualified to discuss qualifications? Have you ever stolen something? Have you ever taken out your heart and let go of your regrets?”
“If not, then you have no right to discuss my qualifications. “Isn’t that right?”
Those who have abandoned, taken away, and rejected me are trying to teach me what qualifications are.
“That’s right. Doesn’t exist. However···.”
“If it’s as you said, shouldn’t I just prove it now?”
Shrugging my shoulders, I refuted that teaching.
“Why not prove it now? Ha, hahahaha!”
Las burst out laughing again and raised his great sword and pointed at me.
“Good. Then prove it! Check your qualifications! To you who want qualifications, this body is willing to become an athlete…”
I will make concessions.
That kind of backstory did not continue. Because.
“You coward…!”
My body was already moving,
“Secret technique of swordsmanship.”
The sword of good and evil imbued with starlight was created to cut down evil, but it was finally proving its mastery of swordsmanship that it could not cut down evil.
“Heart.”
He loved the empire more than anyone else,
He wanted to protect the king of the empire more than anyone else,
A knight who was willing to give up his pride to protect the hopes of the empire.
-Chaaa!
Because beliefs were coloring the world white.