There Is No World For ■■ - Chapter 461



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EP.461 Sonnenaufgang (2)

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Turn back time a little, western Hiraria.

-Hey, I guess it was successful?

Belladiva, who threw the hatchet and cut the monster into pieces, looked at the direction Dawn flew and said.

The Death Knights turned their heads one by one, and sure enough, there were no more monsters coming out of the portal.

-What kind of trick did you do again?

-The five lights protect… .

Duke, who was grinding the magazine, whistled, and then briefly prayed for Varana to find God.

On behalf of the admiring companions, the head of the Dumea family, who plunged a knife into the monster’s body, screamed.

-Well, don’t be a joke! Can’t you see the youngest Duhakan fighting so hard? You can’t lose your mind just because everyone is already dead!

As he said, the spearmen of the Dukan mercenary group were blocking an entire alley.

Monsters were being cut into pieces in real time along the eerie glowing window, but one hand could not block ten hands.

The head of Dumea shouted once more as he joined Duhakan, who was slowly being pushed back.

-Now, without fear of death! For the glory of honor!

-Old man, you’re sick again. Do you like protecting your hometown that much?

When Belladiva clicked her tongue, the matriarch responded.

-Good or bad! Isn’t every knight’s dream to protect his hometown and the innocent?

-Well, that’s childish.

While tickling, Belladiva took out the hatchet again and threw it. Varana also jumped into the battle line with a huff and a clearing of his throat.

Just as the five Death Knights were trying to block the monster wave again.

In the distance, I saw Dawn and a skeletal dragon popping out of the portal. It looked as neat as when we entered.

-Ha, it’s safe over there too. Is this going to be resolved too easily?

The Death Knights laughed along with the head of the family and began to deal with the monsters again in their own way.

Shoot, throw, hit, cut, stab…

While the Death Knights, who could not sweat, replaced their sweat with monster blood, Dumea Gaju was engrossed in this moment.

Blood and oil that stick to weapons, screams and gunshots that pierce your ears, and monster eyes full of hostility.

In the face of all the threats to her life, the head of the family felt proud.

It was a funny feeling. While he was alive, he only suffered one defeat, and when he died, he was proud of being a necromancer’s slave.

Well, if you think about it, it wasn’t that strange. Because he felt this way even on the day he died on the battlefield.

After being revived as a Death Knight, I thought I would never feel it again…

-After all, it is something you will live to see for a long time.

The head of Dumea laughed. The family’s treasured sword in his hand trembled as if responding to him and grabbed the beast’s head.

Phew! The moment when you push away the monster that falls down with blood pouring out, and then face the next one.

Something exploded in Dawn’s direction.

!!!!!

Behind the two large lights engraved on the retina, whoosh! The atmosphere shook and a big storm came.

An explosion that could freeze not only the monsters that kept coming, but even the Death Knights.

After a moment of silence, as the monsters rushed back, Belladiva muttered.

-Hey, what’s going on again?

Then Varana, who had broken the neck of the monster below, answered.

-Aftereffects of large-scale melting magic… It looks like Dawn is fighting the wizards.

-Is it dangerous?

-Even bastards eat in my house, and what’s more, my enemy is a wizard.

-Well, what makes it so difficult to say it’s dangerous?

-This fight itself was fraught with danger in the first place. First of all, don’t panic and take your seats…

At that time, the head of the Dumea family joined the conversation.

-Elder, I have to go.

He said, looking straight at the dragon dancing in the sky. Varana, who was speechless, responded with surprise rather than displeasure.

-Hey, did you feel something?

-No, it’s just a feeling. Adult feeling.

Varana did not ask what kind of crazy talk that was.

Because the head of Dumea was the one who knew better than anyone else that if all power was withdrawn in this situation, it would be difficult to stop the monster.

If such a person insists so strongly, there must be some reason.

-It’s the feeling of an adult… Do you really have to go?

-Yes, no matter how good you are, isn’t Dawn still a child? Shouldn’t at least one person be watching your back in this situation?

Varana looked briefly in the direction of the dawn, then pushed the head of the Dumea family on the back with a bloody hand.

-Shop, right away.

The Dumea family was happy to do so. After cutting down the nearest monster, he used the corpse as a stepping stone and jumped onto their heads.

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The body collapses.

Dawn could not think of a better expression. Bones, muscles, blood vessels… Because all the parts that maintain the human body were being destroyed in real time.

Bones break, muscles rupture, and blood vessels break.

Dzhugashvili’s regenerative powers somehow held his body together, but even standing was difficult.

Ttuduk. Eventually, when the area around his calf bone broke and his body lost balance and fell, the voice of the person spilling his truth was heard.

“The tree struck by lightning is the tallest tree, and the person who falls from the horse is the person who was riding the horse a moment ago… That’s cool. “I can’t believe I can see an example of that phrase for myself.”

“… Cough.”

No matter what the guy was admiring, Dawn was leaning on the ground and thinking of the next move.

Secret liquor? My legs don’t move.

Taking out the dragon bone again? No, let alone the mana in the stomach, not even the general mana was moving.

helicopter? gun? grenade? portion? or not… nucleus?

I thought about the 50,000 things in my inventory, but couldn’t find an answer.

The situation is with the Ayatollah in the front and the gigantic Ekemo in the back.

Even if my body is fine, I can’t guarantee victory, and that’s because I can’t even stand on my own two legs.

“… .”

Even the coughing that had been going on just a moment ago stopped. Dawn barely touched the ground with a deep breath.

Beyond the red-tinged vision, I saw the Ayatollah approaching.

“Thank you for your hard work. “Hero.”

You can neither run away nor fight back. As Dawn felt Ekemo’s footsteps pounding the ground, one conclusion came to mind.

This is the end.

The first emotion that came to mind was regret.

The regret of not being able to achieve revenge, the regret of the lover he left behind, and the regret of dying without hearing the story related to the former saint.

“Fighting for others, you die without anyone noticing. Just like the countless descendants of unnamed warriors… Do you have any regrets?”

Suddenly, the Ayatollah finally reached him and asked. Dawn squeezed her lungs out to answer.

“… does not exist.”

Yes, I had no regrets. After burying his cleaning brothers in the grave, he wanted to live without regrets.

The true intentions were like that, and the will was like that. But now, will you regret moving to save Hiraria and fighting Ekemo?

If the price of all this greed is death, he is willing… .

As Dawn’s thoughts blurred, the Ayatollah grabbed his head and held a small dagger to his throat.

After feeling the cold touch on her neck for the last time, Dawn closed her eyes.

“Goodbye. An unknown hero, when we meet again at the end of the apocalypse… huh?”

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-Dawn? Dawn!

Dawn barely opened her eyes. Her vision was blurry and her head felt heavy, as if her brain was lacking oxygen.

At least I could tell that I was being carried by something thanks to my body’s senses… Who is it?

“eww… this… .”

When he barely opened his mouth, the person carrying him laughed.

-Ah, you finally woke up. I thought I was going to die like this because I couldn’t wake up.

The familiar, sly voice of an old man. It was only then that Dawn realized who was carrying her.

“Dumea… The head of the family… ?”

-Yes, it’s me. How is your body?

“I am… .”

Unable to balance, Dawn instinctively tried to grab his arm, but suddenly realized that his left hand was missing.

“Matriarch… My arm… ?”

-I gave it to a huge guy and some kid. Well, one undead arm in exchange for saving one person was a bargain.

“… .”

Ah, Dawn forced her eyes to blink and looked at his condition. His arm was cut off and his chest had a huge hole in it.

It must have been the wounds he received while fighting Ekemo and the Ayatollah.

While his mouth was silent in sadness and gratitude, the surrounding scenery came into his field of vision. Death Knights are running around the empty city center of Hiraria and the head of the family as if they are guarding it.

“Matriarch, no way… .”

-Yes, the defense line has been breached.

“I… because… .”

-No, it’s no one’s fault. Strictly speaking, it should be seen as a strategic retreat. There’s no way to stop a monster coming with a wizard tens of meters tall. Once you get to the Magic Tower, what will happen?

Dawn realized that those words were meant to reassure her. But the situation was getting worse in real time.

-Ah ah ah ah ah!

The roar of a monster coming from just beyond the alley I was running away from. Even while she was unconscious, Dawn could tell that her party was under siege.

The reason was obvious. I guess I can’t speed up enough because I’m already in a mess.

“I am… Leave it alone… Leave it… .”

Dawn barely opened her mouth, but the head of the Dumea family immediately cut him off.

-Dawn, do you remember what I said before the fight today?

It’s a day when I’m not afraid of death. As soon as Dawn could think of the correct answer, the head of the family added.

-Are you perhaps afraid of death?

Dawn could not answer. The head of the family also spoke calmly without waiting for an answer.

-I was afraid. I was always afraid. When I first learned the sword, when I went to the battlefield… always. But now that I’m dead, I understand. Sometimes, life can be more scary than death.

“… .”

-After being revived by necromancers, spending a long time locked in a closet… I was afraid every day. I was afraid of what would happen if everyone I loved died and I continued this disgusting life alone.

Sincerity is sometimes heavier than anything else. Dawn’s heart sank heavily as she followed the matriarch’s sincerity.

“Matriarch… .”

-But you took away my fear. Look. Didn’t you live to meet your daughter, and even meet her great-granddaughter?

… Coughing, Dawn vomited blood instead of answering. The head of Dumea continued speaking as she felt his blood on her back.

-Well, although I only saw the faces of the granddaughter and her husband in a portrait… We’ll be able to meet soon.

After speaking up to that point, the head of Dumea stopped walking. As the monsters’ shouts got closer and closer, he looked down at Dawn and said.

-Dawn, no, it’s a dung beetle.

“… .”

-There is no need to cry.

He pulled out his sword with his remaining hand and scanned all the surrounding Death Knights.

-It was a wonderful life. He became friends with enemies, was a supportive father to his daughter at critical moments, and died for his benefactor. Is there any life more honorable and knightly than this?

That was a will. The last words she never wanted to hear.

-Thank you for letting me live the life I dreamed of. Now, I’m going to go see grandma.

The head of Dumea just turned his back. Dawn tried with all her might to grab his ankles, but her collapsing body prevented her from lifting a finger.

The back moving away, the tears welling up, the pain simmering.

-Live long and long. If death allows us to be together again, long enough to stay up all night with unfinished stories.

With those words, the matriarch ran. The sound of wind blowing was heard from afar, and soon the monster’s roar drowned out all the sounds.

Dawn gritted her teeth. A pain worse than the pain of my collapsing body surged up my spine.

“Elder, matriarch, you… Save… .”

He barely opened his mouth as he saw the Death Knights approaching him, but none of them responded.

A short, heavy silence.

Soon, Belladiva hoisted him on her back and said,

-Children, I have no intention of wasting the sacrifices of my comrades in vain by clinging to something that has no possibility.

“… .”

-Death is something that comes to everyone. Of these, only a few deaths are satisfactory. The old man has left satisfied, so don’t think about saving him and just struggle to survive. Do you understand?

I couldn’t deny it. I couldn’t deny it.

The moment when Dawn bursts out in tears and Belladiva purses her lips and tries to take a step forward.

Suddenly, someone held Dawn’s hand tightly and asked,

“Young knight, what is left in the end?”