Pure Love Dark Knight of the Academy - Pure Love Dark Knight of the Academy chapter 235

235 – 68-1. Demon God and Demon King.

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A place where cold showers fall.

Blanc doubted his eyes as he saw the black knight and his comrades standing in front of him.

It was because there was a woman with white hair and wolf ears next to the black knight wearing jet-black armor.

‘As expected, killing the second generation saintess was a problem.’

She was well aware of the fact that after Chartines’ death, she rose to the status of a saint.

However, it was unexpected that I came to a place full of many traps and monsters.

‘I’m sure they took away my name, memory, strength, and talent.’

Obviously, he would have erased his name with the power of lies, and even erased the memories of those around him and himself with the power of ignorance, so that there would be no confusion.

The mighty Emperor Locke’s physical strength and Empress Belin’s talent for magic were all eliminated by authority.

By the way, how did you get to this point?

The only hero who was said to defeat them in the future.

It was so shocking that the dear hero came to Blanc again.

“I want to ask your name. Black Knight.”

He became interested in the black knight who came to take his life.

The present Princess Fine Grancia is a body deprived of everything by the demon lords.

No matter how much she became a saint, what could she do if her talent for divine power disappeared?

The person with the highest probability is definitely that guy.

“Me? It’s rich The Black Knight, Licht.”

At Blanc’s question, the foremost knight revealed his name.

A pitch-black helmet worn tightly.

I couldn’t confirm the face of the man who said he was Licht.

“More precisely, he is a warrior of ideology.”

“Interesting. Then, did the gods select a new hero to subdue me?”

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Blanc smiled as he saw Licht aiming a sword at him.

The other demon lords of the cult of warriors have already been defeated by him.

Not only Head, the hero of the battery, but also Pin and Black Cloud fell by the hands of the Black Knight.

Now, only himself, the demon king of truth, is left.

The position was reversed from being summoned to this world to subdue demons.

“Hey, knight.. Please don’t name the helmet I gave you that way..”

“What do you think? Whether it be a dog or a cow, a true hero, or a demon king.”

Then the woman next to her in a saint’s outfit opened her mouth to the black knight.

Two men and women play pranks on each other even in front of themselves.

“Since you gave me the helmet of ideology, I am also the saintess’s hero.”

I couldn’t see his face because of the helmet, but right now that dark knight named Richt was lying.

An ability that Blanc can use because he is a true warrior.

He saw through the truth hidden in Richt’s words.

“To lie in front of me. It’s fun.”

“To be called a warrior of faith…. I’m sick of it now This body is not mine either.”

Licht, who appears to be possessed just like Finn.

As if to prove his words, there was a form that looked like another soul welling up in Richt’s body.

“I once had hope like you. Black Knight.”

A life in which countless lives had to be sacrificed in order to resurrect the Demon God.

Blanc has already given up his human form to become stronger.

A black body from head to toe, and a body so transformed that only the mouth was recognizable.

“..I will personally crush your hopes.”

Blanc, moving his body like a shadow, revealed the true value of the Demon King to Licht and his party.

***

A burning battlefield with ashes flying.

The acrid smell mixed with the fishy smell of blood, and screams rang out from everywhere.

“I am bleeding too much. I can’t save you…!”

“Damn, you really can’t take him down?!”

In front of Blanc’s overwhelming power, Licht’s party collapsed in an instant.

“This.. This is.. The Demon King of Truth.. Magic Hat.”

The human who was a hero of love was infinitely weak.

The nameless saintess only trembled slightly as she watched the demon lord trample on her comrades.

Everyone must have come to defeat Blanc with hope.

Unlike the other Demon Lords of the Cult of Braves, he had overwhelming power.

Blanc grabbed Laplace by the neck and tried to break it.

“Hmm, there are still people alive.”

He suddenly saw a familiar person and drew his attention.

A blond-haired man holding a glowing sword and a red-haired elf wearing a wizard hat.

“A warrior.. And a wizard?”

Looking at himself, trembling and terrified.

It was the same two academy students I saw when Blanc kidnapped Fine Grancia about 10 years ago.

“This is pitiful. I must have won somehow.”

Kinel, who possesses the holy sword of light, and Blanc, who trampled even the genius wizard Ariel.

He spoke as he rummaged through the memories of his past.

“Forcibly, twisting the body even when it is overpowered.”

Because I left after leaving the two of them with memories of defeat that hurt to the bone.

“What is the meaning of such a victorious victory?”

They have already read the future and even removed their home. He took away his precious older brother from Kainel and his precious hometown from Ariel.

“Admit it. Warrior. Your victories so far… Cannot exist.”

How many times have you been able to laugh like this?

Even Blanc didn’t know that there would be something funnier than Fine Grancia who came as a saint.

“It is a ‘contradiction’ that should not exist, and it is a ‘false’.”

Blanc burst into laughter after breaking the neck of the green-haired man he was holding onto.

How can a warrior who was once defeated by himself win?

“Escape, hero. As always.”

They ran away when they kidnapped Fine Grancia.

I couldn’t overcome the past of being trampled by demon lords, and I ran away with a frightened face.

“Run away from the truth that you lose.”

Kinel still looks the same as back then.

A person can break down quickly even if he is touched with a little trauma.

“Kai..?”

“Ah, ah…”

The face of the blonde-haired warrior gradually hardens.

The face turned blue, then turned white, and then turned from shock to astonishment.

“aaa!!”

Kinel screamed and grabbed Ariel’s hand next to him.

Most of their comrades have already been annihilated. Hard to find a living person.

“Wait, let go of this..! Kai!”

To protect the life of his last remaining childhood friend, the hero repeated the same mistake and ran away from battle.

“If we run away… What will the others do….”

Voice getting smaller.

In a defeated battlefield where even the sound of footsteps is buried, the warriors of light and wizards of mad flames have disappeared.

“….Kuh. Kugeuk.”

Blan burst into laughter as he watched the scene.

What could be more ridiculous than seeing a hero chosen by the Holy Sword of Light running away with his tail sticking out like that.

“hahahaha!!”

It was then. The moment Blanc laughed as he watched the warrior and the wizard run away, a single sword shot flew at him.

“..Do you still have the heart to fight?”

Wheeae liquid─. A silvery flash cut through the wind.

There was no shock coming to him, who had already transformed into a non-human body.

“I’m sorry. Black knight Even you are trying to beat me.”

The identity of the person who wielded the sword was the black knight who introduced himself as Licht.

Even though most of his comrades were dead, it was amazing to see the man trying to fight him.

“Knight! Don’t be fooled!”

And what about the saintess who protects the black knight while using her mediocre divine power?

It must have been difficult for him to heal his injuries.

“We will assist you from behind, so relax and focus on the battle!”

“Ooh, we’ll help from behind too!”

“Yes! If we give up, who will stay here!”

Perhaps impressed by the words of the saintess whose name had disappeared, the remaining Black Knight’s allies gathered their strength and began to assist Licht.

“Everyone….”

The power of many people gathering in the black knight.

Looking at his comrades, Licht gripped the handle of his sword even tighter.

“It’s a pity. It’s like being swallowed up in a group of absurd lies.”

But even then, the results do not change.

The experiences I have already accumulated are different, and the time I have been preparing for is different.

Even if I gather all the strength of everyone here, no one will be able to beat Blanc.

“It seems that you, Licht, are their last bastion.”

Seeing the black knight burning his will towards him, Blanc opened her mouth.

I was honestly surprised to catch the 3 Demon Lords, but when I met them in person, they were no big deal.

The match has already been decided. It’s a predestined defeat.

“Come, Black Knight. I will show them how you fall.”

It’s not like he’s a ‘successor’ like himself, so even if he dies, he can’t come back to life.

Blanc spoke to the black knight in a tone mixed with laughter.

In the old site where only traces of a university called Grand Hearts Academy existed.

“Into the Endless Truth.”

The demon king of truth covered the world with his power.

***

The fight ended abruptly.

All of my comrades who were still alive turned into burning corpses.

“I’m sorry, driver..”

Among them, only one, nameless saintess, was buried under the rubble of a burning building.

She screams while shedding tears, as if she can’t get out.

“Heh.. I’m so sorry that I couldn’t help you..”

If everything hadn’t been stolen by the demon lords, the dear hero would have been able to inflict the most fatal wound on Blanc.

“Quickly run away—”

Rumble. Before she had even finished her last words.

As the building collapsed, the person named Fine Grancia disappeared into the other side of history.

“..You’re boring.”

Blanc lowered the corner of her mouth as she watched.

To think that the hero in the prophecy to subjugate all the demon kings of the cult of warriors would die like that.

He thought of himself as someone who could fill the fun he wanted. He was a little sad that it wasn’t.

“No.. No..”

Even the barely alive Black Knight was crying and dropping his head to the ground.

“This is not a happy ending..”

A look that denies reality. It was only natural that all of his teammates died except for himself.

Even though he constantly swung his sword at Blanc, the sword never touched the demon king’s neck.

─Chang-G-Rang.

“It seems like you finally realized it.”

After countless futile struggles, the dark knight named Richt finally gave up holding a sword.

“The ‘truth’ that you can never win.”

Blanc was wearing it while watching the crying black knight crawling on the ground.

His will to continue to stand up like a tumbler and defeat the demon king was an enemy, but he could admit it.

And, finally, when Blanc sensed her victory and finished her last words.

He saw Licht rise again as the eyes in the helmet that had lost all hope burned again.

“..Why does it keep happening?”

Why? It must have been fatally wounded.

It must be clear that the body is already at its limit. Every bone and muscle in his body moved, he would scream.

“There is only despair ahead. Face the truth that stands before you.”

Blanc continued his words as if to overpower Licht.

“I am stronger than you. You can’t beat me.”

It was an instinctive move.

It was as if if I didn’t do that, that angry blade would reach me.

“Truth always wins. Black Knight.”

“……”

Blanc tried to break Richt’s fighting spirit, but to no avail.

“..What do you know? Whether it’s true that you’re strong or whatever, I don’t care.”

“That’s funny. Are you trying to run away from the truth?”

Licht opened his mouth after being silent for a while.

His face had the same burn marks as Lee Soo-hyun now.

“No, I am not running away. I will fight.”

A man glances at the place where the nameless saintess died, then bites her lower lip.

“Just as it is true that you are strong, my heart is sincere.”

It seemed like he had given up on everything until just now, perhaps because he had been watching the kaleidoscope for a while.

‘Same successor..? Surely, what did the dear hero do?’

The energy emanating from that black knight’s body was the same as his own.

I wouldn’t be able to do that if it weren’t for the same heir.

“So let’s compete. Between my ‘sincerity’ and your ‘truth’.”

Blanc intuitively recognized that the nameless saintess had done something to the black knight.

“She’s probably the real one who survives.”

“..You are playing with words.”

Perhaps he has died countless times, but he continues to challenge himself.

The man who bravely raised his sword once again approached as if he were about to cut himself.

“Wha…wasn’t that your specialty?”

“It doesn’t matter. I’ll bring you back soon.”

Blanc tried to kill the black knight while sharpening his body.

“Come.”

And that was Blanc’s last battle before he lived his current life.