There Is No World For ■■ - Chapter 470



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EP.470 attacca (3)

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lost.

The Ayatollah was convinced when he saw the portal that was spewing out monsters in the distance close.

Rather than putting an end to it, the abandoned gods decided to continue this ugly fate.

Why did it become like this? Is there a main character over there? Or is it because it’s fate?

It was neither. The reality unfolding before my eyes said something different.

The Nazi remnants, the Senate, the Heart of the Demon King, the Mana of the Magic Tower, the portal, and even Echemo himself.

It was an arrangement that would not have been surprising if the entire population of Hiraria were wiped out one by one, but they were all destroyed.

It was something that was close to impossible before, whether it could be done or not. No matter how much the main character came out, he couldn’t have completely blocked everything like this.

I mean, this…

‘Someone spread a net in Hiraria one step ahead of us… ?’

Who dares? Before asking this question, several names came to mind. Since there are very few people with precognitive abilities, not many names came to mind.

The prophet of the Pentagon, the star of the old rulers, the saint of the Holy Kingdom…

Ironically, it was all possible.

A prophet in that it radiated a warm light like sunlight, a star innards in the fact that the opponent took out Kahal Magdu’s bones, and…

‘… Son of a saint.’

A saint from the words left behind by those who were abandoned.

It had to be some kind of metaphor. The saints of earlier times could not give birth to children, and the saints of modern times were still virgins.

Could it be that a modern saint intervened?

The truth-teller who remembered her shook his head. It was too complicated to be the work of a modern saint.

Okay, if that was really her plan, it would have been a little simpler and more spontaneous. She probably went out of her way and did something unpredictable.

If you think about it, this was rather similar to the previous saintess’s plan. Persistent and meticulous…

‘… ‘She is a former saint.’

The Ayatollah, who had escaped the battlefield and landed in downtown Hiraria, suddenly remembered the research of the previous saint.

I kept it because it was information left behind by Mahagan, the wizard of the squadron warrior party… Why does that come to mind now?

My mind was tingling, it felt like something was going to continue.

‘… .’

An unidentified enemy who, despite collapsing his body, sucked the mana of the Magic Tower and returned with divinity.

This guy clearly used the martial arts of a hero. Who did you learn it from?

Judging by the fact that he did not use the golden sword technique, it was not officially inherited, but the power itself was flawless.

‘The saint’s son… ‘You don’t have to be born in the womb to be a son.’

Perhaps, like the Children of Iron Blood, they are artificial warriors created by simply removing genes?

Unfortunately, the Ayatollah’s thoughts ended there. A familiar voice called to him from beyond the darkness of Hiraria, where he had been hiding.

“One who spills the truth.”

The Ayatollah raised his head and smiled as soon as he saw the other person.

“… Executioner Balmak, why are you here? “What about the Dumea family mansion?”

The answer to his question came not from his feet but from the back of his head.

“I called. “We convinced him that we specialize in killing things rather than protecting them.”

When the Ayatollah turned his head, a large man wearing a green cloak walked out of the alley.

“… Hey, even the green executioner? You two are chasing me even while the city is burning. “There is no glory like this.”

The two executioners did not answer. They just silently surrounded him from front to back, narrowing the distance between them.

“Tsk.”

The Ayatollah clicked his tongue briefly and immediately jumped up the alley. Puzzle! A bolt of electricity struck the spot where he was standing.

“Unfortunately, two people are not enough.”

“Then what about three people?”

“… ?”

The Ayatollah, who rose above the alley, came face to face with a red-haired woman who was aiming an absurdly large pistol at him.

“Red Executioner… ?”

For some reason, the iljin became so fierce that the moment the person who spilled the truth squeezed his hand and activated ‘Heavenly Punishment’.

Teong – !

Three executioners targeted him at the same time.

***

“It’s big.”

Ekemo woke up from his dream and sucked in a painful breath. For a moment her eyes blinked as the cold Hiralian night air filled her lungs.

he could see

Sunlight shimmering as if filling the night sky, and embers dancing dizzyingly between it.

Strangely enough, when Ekemo saw that scene, he remembered the words of the Death Knights who had stopped him.

Did you say it was a day without fear of death?

Indeed, it was so. If I could die under a sky like this, I wouldn’t mind giving up everything I have… .

“Don’t get sick and wake up.”

Unfortunately, the sentiment did not last long. This was because rough palms grabbed his collar and lifted him up.

When the body that had been assimilated with the sticky mucus was forcibly separated, the body’s strength was completely lost.

“It’s big.”

When Ekemo couldn’t stand properly and knelt down on a pile of slime, Dawn, who had helped him up, sighed and placed him on her shoulder.

“Joe, gently…” .”

Ekemo groaned in pain as if his body was being torn apart, but he paid no heed to the dawn and jumped into the sky.

The panoramic view of western Hiraria reflected under his divinity… Even empty words weren’t beautiful. The sight of monster corpses and collapsed buildings rolling around was like seeing hell.

“Do you feel a little guilty now?”

Dawn’s words pierced Ekemo’s heart. He couldn’t answer anything.

In fact, no matter what answer I gave, Dawn would not have heard it. Because his mind was focused on the sound of an explosion coming from afar.

Kwaaaaaaang –

The sound of a volcanic eruption sounding like an echo.

Dawn flew in the direction the sound came from. There wasn’t a single monster to stop him.

A while later, the two tattered knights greeted Dawn, who arrived at the place where the explosion was heard.

“Oh, are you here?”

The leader sitting on the corpse waved his hand as soon as he saw him.

“How did you solve the big guy?”

Instead of answering, Dawn shook the Ekemo hanging from her shoulder. Then said Sancho, who was now lying on the floor, this time using her shield as a pillow.

“Was that guy a person? “Are we really fighting the devil?”

“It’s similar.”

“Wow, you live so long that you experience all sorts of things.”

Sancho chuckled at what was so funny. It was a smile without any harshness, but full of pride.

Anyway, Dawn asked the two knights if they could move.

Immediately after the two people answered, ‘It’s not to the point of death,’ Dawn asked the question she had been holding back.

“Death Knight elders… ?”

“We retreated to the area around the Magic Tower. “My American friend had a hard time.”

After hearing the leader’s answer, Dawn sighed in relief.

The worry of what would happen if the wizards in the tower discovered the identity of the Death Knight came to me later, but I simply ignored it.

Didn’t he just suck the mana from the magic tower and create a hole? About Death Knight, it wasn’t surprising… .

After thinking that far, Dawn asked the two knights.

“I plan to take care of the Death Knight elders and go to the Dumea family’s mansion. “Let’s go together.”

The leader shook his head.

“No, it’s okay. “We’ll go search the area to see if there are any more monsters left.”

“… .”

The last to leave the battlefield. He was truly a model knight. After nodding her head, Dawn instead of persuading took out a potion from her inventory and handed it to Sancho and her leader.

“Okay, see you later.”

With the final words of the leader, who gulped down the strawberry-flavored potion, Dawn flew back toward the Magic Tower.

“… “Awesome people.”

Ekemo muttered as he looked down at the two knights who were getting up from their seats. She answered calmly.

“Yes, they are great people.”

“There must have been no such thing as failure in the lives of those people. Unlike me… .”

“That’s not it.”

The history of the Imperial Knights in modern and contemporary history was full of failures. They failed to help their comrades, failed to help the empire, and were abandoned by the emperor. The leader and Sancho were both parties and witnesses to the continued failure.

Ekemo asked once more whether he knew it or not.

“… So, have you overcome failure?”

“… .”

Dawn did not answer right away. He opened his mouth only after detecting the mana of the Death Knights on the rooftops of the buildings around the Magic Tower.

“I wonder if I overcame failure… I do not know. Because I am not a party. But one thing is certain: despite his many failures, he still lives for chivalry.”

“… .”

The conversation ended there. Eke Mo closed her mouth, lost in her troubles, and Dawn landed in front of the five tattered Death Knights.

“Is everyone okay?”

He first asked how I was doing. Except for Duhakan, whose body I couldn’t tell when he came out of the magic tower, they all looked like stolen corpses.

-We’re okay. These are already behind us.

Belladiva joked as if telling her not to worry. The other Death Knights’ attitudes were not much different, so she forced a smile.

“… First of all, I will return everything except the Dumea family to my inventory. Are you okay?”

Then the head of the family shook her head.

-No, please retrieve it for me too.

“But, I need to see your daughter…” .”

-I would rather bite my tongue and die than see my daughter like this.

As the matriarch said, his condition was not good to say the least. There was a large hole in his abdomen, all his legs were cut off, and he had only one arm left.

It was definitely not a good thing to show my daughter.

Dawn nodded and tried to retrieve the Death Knights in her inventory… .

Finally, Bella Diva spoke.

-My daughter is an excuse. It’s because I feel embarrassed that I left a will.

-Oh, please shut up.

-Is it because it is a day when you are not afraid of death? My mouth is itching…

-Oh, kinda!

***

The Dumea Mansion was quietly noisy.

Even though the battle was over, no one spoke.

The only things that fill the fortress are the moans of the injured and the cries of an indifferent child.

This was all the fault of the elite monsters remaining outside the outer wall.

The figure that had rushed to the outer wall a little while ago had gone somewhere, but it had retreated outside the machine gun range and was quietly glaring at the mansion.

The sight was so terrifying that Gasol, who was holding the machine gun, could not take his eyes off it.

Of course, there were people who were relaxed regardless of others.

Seti, looking up and down the outer wall, sipping his supply drink, was just such a person.

“hungry.”

Salome, who saw that scene from the side, muttered as if she was astounded.

“Are you not even nervous?”

“You won, but what kind of tension are you feeling?”

“… .”

“Those monsters are doing that because they don’t have anyone to give them orders. “There’s no need to rush anyway.”

Salome did not ask how on earth she could be sure of that. It’s also like the dimension gate is closed right now… Because she was confident that the hero would win this fight.

It was natural. Who could see that light and still think of defeat?

After thinking that far, Salome composed herself with a sigh.

But that didn’t mean the monster was gone, so she sang a song to relax.

Hello, my lovely lover.

Hello Hello hello.

We have to break up, we have to break up.

As she hummed for a moment, Tomas, who was lying next to Seti, asked.

“Hmm, that’s a nice song to listen to. “What song is it?”

“Oh, this? “This is-”

Unfortunately, she couldn’t finish her explanation. It was because someone had fallen from the sky and slapped her on the back of the head.

“W-Who are you?!”

When she turned her head, she saw a woman carrying a man around her, looking down at her with a sullen expression.

“Dawn?! “I thought you would come back victorious!”

Salome shouted with joy, but Dawn spoke coldly.

“Sieg Heil Victoria… Where is this Nazi war song coming from? uh? And then you’re going to add her mustache too?”

“Yes?”

Was this a Nazi war song? The words “I didn’t know” didn’t come out. That was because Tomasi, who recognized the man carrying her, shouted before her.

“Ekemo? Are you crazy? “You brought Ekemo here!”

“… “Tomas.”

“Such a pestilence, you’re even alive?”

“… .”

“What are you doing? Instead of throwing it off the wall right now!”

“… .”

For a moment, Dawn and Ekemo were at a loss for words at the same time and looked at the magic tower lord.

Tomas belatedly regained his senses and asked.

“… “Why didn’t you kill him and bring him here?”

“It’s just that I’m too stupid to kill him.”

What Mahagan said, referring to his disciple. Unlike Tomas, who tilted his head not knowing what it meant, Seti and Salome chuckled at the same time.

And only then did Dawn reveal her true feelings.

“Is Sabina dead?”

“… No, he’s still alive. “If you don’t get treatment, it won’t last long.”

“then… Please call Sabina too. “At least so that the victims can judge the two people before they die.”

“… .”

Tomasi narrowed his eyes and asked, realizing the real reason Dawn had brought Ekemo with him.

“no way… Are you planning to publicly execute him?”

“… “Do you want that?”

Tomas did not answer right away. He looked back and forth between the monsters outside the wall and the refugees inside the wall for a moment, then spoke in a calm voice.

“If you want that… “Of course it should be like that.”

“It wasn’t my intention, I was asking for the tower owner’s opinion.”

At that time, Ekemo raised his head. Tomasi was shocked when he saw his face. This was because his eyes were so clear that they reminded him of his days as a revolutionary.

As if he had overcome the subsequent frustration and despair.

“… .”

Tomas closed his mouth to hide his surprised expression. So the two looked at each other silently without saying anything.

Finally, the moment Ekemo lowered his head again. The magic tower owner, who had been silent, opened his mouth again.

“I am… “I think he should pay for his sins.”