The Hero Disciple Is Back - Chapter 123



122. Miracles are not omnipotent

Kwaaang!!!!

“Ugh!”

It is truly an unstoppable monster.

It’s literally the end of the world

Even though he had borrowed the power of a hero who was strong enough to kill a mythical monster, each and every blow he swung was so devastating. I even began to respect my disciple who had been able to face such a thing head-on.

Chaeaaang!!!

【Is that your role?】

“It’s the right time, the right place, the right place.”

… He speaks so confidently, but the truth is that he already feels a sense of crisis. As expected of someone who represents the end of the world, he seems to be incredibly stronger than the mythical monsters. I wasn’t disappointed. If he didn’t have this power in the first place, he wouldn’t have been able to properly fulfill this role.

Chaeaaeng! Chaeaaeng! Kaaang!!

The Demon King’s sword moved quickly. It was an offensive that seemed like it would collapse if it was allowed to strike even once. Even with the help of the hero, I could barely keep up and defend against it, which was all I could do.

【The strongest spear and the strongest shield, you humans have such a story, right? Will the strongest spear pierce the shield, or will the shield break the strongest spear, or will neither be able to withstand the other’s strength and perish together? I know the answer. In the end, it will be pierced. Because shields are meant to be pierced!】

Kwaaang!!!!!!!!

I immediately retreated from the explosion of terrible magic.

“That’s right…! That answer sounds like even the brain is a muscle! Shouldn’t a king give a more dignified answer!”

But it was hard to say that I was completely wrong. As a shield, I was sure that I would be pushed back by that guy who was definitely the strongest spear. No, was I not the strongest shield to begin with? Even with the power of a hero… was it still not enough?

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‘What’s lacking… I’ll have to somehow deal with it with evil and brute force. If I’m a man, I’ll have to grit my teeth and show unwavering stubbornness like a man. Isn’t that right? Balik!’

I clenched my teeth as I recalled my brother who would not give up and would carry out his will until the moment of his death. And then I smiled. It was not a situation where I should smile at all, but if it was my brother, I would have smiled at such a time.

Even when it feels like he’s going to break, he smiles and doesn’t give up. That’s the way of a man, that’s the ‘manly theory’ that my younger brother, the mercenary king Balik, used to talk about so much.

Now that he’s gone, I’m the only one left who can prove that he wasn’t wrong, right? So I smile and arm myself with evil and brute force.

【Do you have time to laugh?】

“You can’t call yourself a warrior’s teacher if you break down to this extent.”

【I will acknowledge your stubbornness.】

This and that… .

I guess the Demon King has noticed that I’m bluffing. But whatever… bluff or whatever, evil or brute force… .

“But can you be that relaxed too?”

【what?】

At that moment, a flash of light appeared behind the Demon King.

Phew!!!!

That’s without hesitation

It pierced the heart of the Demon King.

【Ugh!】

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pain

The moment he felt that, the Demon King could not help but know that something strange had happened. For the Demon King, pain could no longer be an obstacle. After the eternity of time, the war with the gods, and countless battlefields, pain was nothing more than a normal sensation to him. A feeling that could be commonly felt in everyday life, such as triviality and boredom, that was what pain was to him.

… No, that was it.

【… I see. So the newly taken out secret weapon wasn’t just a shadow of the past that had attached itself to the warrior’s teacher.】

As the Demon King reached the truth in an instant without a single error, the hero’s master smiled and admitted it.

“Because I think I’d lose to this opponent even if I brought out everything I had. I just brought everything I could use.”

【But it’s strange. How could a holy sword that had lost all its power and was nothing but an empty shell recover so much power?】

A flash of light pierces the heart of the Demon King

It was the Holy Sword.

It’s different from when the warrior sacrificed everything and almost got eaten by the Holy Sword. It’s completely different. The Holy Sword now is completely different from that time.

It was natural. At that time, the warrior was trying to amplify the remnants that were still left in the Holy Sword, and he was trying to somehow bring out the power of the prime days… But now, it was the prime days themselves. That was why he succeeded in inflicting pain that even the Demon King could not ignore.

【Truly, Master of the Warriors…. What magic did you use? No, what ‘miracle’ did you use?】

It was a miracle enough that the warrior’s master was armed with the shadow of a hero by the power of a god, but to return the holy sword itself to its prime? This was a miracle among miracles that even the Demon King would be truly amazed.

“Well, wouldn’t it be that my disciple lives a good life so that the world will take the warrior’s side?”

【What a funny joke. But…】

The Demon King laughed heartily.

The world takes the side of the warrior

So the whole world is trying to get rid of me now.

That’s right… .

【Not a bad story!】

If that’s really the case

It was a very happy thing for the Demon King.

If such a thing really existed, he wanted it to really happen in front of him.

【Then! More! More! Without hesitation! Without hiding! Show me everything! World! Deny me!!!!! I will gladly accept it all!!!!!!!!!!!!!!】

The Demon King’s magical energy began to pour out like a volcano erupting.

【Hahahahahahahahaha!!!!】

The Demon King burst into laughter, as if he was truly amused.

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“… No, why do you like it?”

I tried to provoke him and make him lose his judgment, but he laughed and really liked it. I had absolutely no intention of making a joke.

“Is it because he’s the Demon King that he has strange senses?”

“Because he’s the Demon King.”

Sera, who had been trying to surprise the Demon King with the Holy Sword from behind, instantly moved through space and returned to my side.

“Wouldn’t it be stranger if the Demon King were sane?”

“Hmm.”

… When you say it like that, the Demon King seems like a very strange entity.

I don’t really want to take the Demon King’s side, but the meaning of the Demon King seems to be something very similar… . It’s not that I don’t want to defend him a little… . But now is not the time to be thinking about such leisurely thoughts.

I got to the point.

“… I guess you really wanted to die.”

“… … .”

Sarah was silent at my words. It was an affirmation through silence, an empathy through silence.

‘Even the true creator god made mistakes as an adult and a parent…’

The invalid cubs were really the worst of the accidents.

Even if there is no answer, there is no answer at all.

‘I must tell the true Creator to be thorough when re-educating him.’

It is certainly true that parents did wrong as parents, but it is an excessive and unreasonable logic to blame parents for the things their grown children did without their consent.

So we must hold the children accountable as well. Damn you half-assed gods… .

“Coolook!”

“Master?!”

“Ah. It’s okay, it’s okay. The Demon King’s sword is still fierce.”

… Yes, there is still plenty of ‘time’. There is still room. So it’s okay.

‘…Heroes of the past, this is a job to protect the world, so I ask for your cooperation.’

I looked at the Demon King who was spewing out magic energy like crazy again and spoke to Sarah.

“Is ‘Gaho’ still free?”

“Yes, but… .”

“Yeah, but that doesn’t mean it’s super relaxed.”

I told the Demon King that the Holy Sword had fully recovered to its prime, but… That was a bluff. I told the Demon King that even if you bluff, you can never boast… But I’m not the kind of idiot with a conscience to reveal to the world all the cards I’m holding.

In other words, to put it simply, it’s a lie.

The true creator god had exhausted most of his power by descending upon me as a hero. Naturally, there was no way he would have enough power left to restore the holy sword to its prime.

-My role ends here… I’m going to sleep for a while… No matter what happens, don’t wake me up… .

It was none other than the wandering saint Stella.

Her once clear body, or should I say soul since she was dead? It had become completely blurred. It was simple. She had devoted all of her soul-sustaining power to the holy sword to protect it. With that, she was able to regain her prime appearance… but of course, it was temporary. Once the protection was gone, the holy sword would naturally revert to a shell with only remnants left.

In the end, miracles, as always, did not serve as a panacea that solved everything. As always, they ended up just giving us a push on the shoulder. That’s how miracles have always been.

“In the end, is it always the case that people have to reach out and grab the results themselves?”

How romantic.

I roughly came to that conclusion

I took a stance.

“Let’s see the end, the end of the war.”

and

I guess we’ll have to see it through to the end to find out what the end of my existence will be… .