Chapter 753 – Paladin Gimkat

“Leave this to me, friend!”
“What?”

In front of my eyes, Vygal grabbed my shoulder and shouted confidently. However, his demonic face was imbued with urgency, and cold sweat was dripping from his entire body.

What is this kid

ㅡChwiiiiik!!!!!

“What’s that?”

Looking at it, Bulbeoja was flying like a rocket from the other side. Almost anything can be said to be a driving force far beyond the producers’ expectations.

But suddenly become a beaver?

「Kurururrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!」

It was none other than the transcendently gigantic Overlord Belial that sent Vulberza away. When the dark demon that filled the horizon swung his arm once, the heavens and earth shook and the earth shattered. Beolberja was hit by that and flew away.

—-Overwhelming colossus.

When I properly recognized the situation, I saw that some kind of dryad, a kobold guardian, and these cubs were flying away with a set of beolber pride.

Even Black Birdman is flying in the sky.

“I won’t let you go!”
“Kureuuuuu!!!”
“Die, devil!!!!!”

At the same time, three people come out and shoot past Bugal as a shout of bravery is heard. Bonnie Mersin Garros. And it was Baron Salverin.

“These guys?”

From where they appeared, they each raised their most trustworthy weapons and charged towards Belial. Mersin is a long sword. Garos’ nails. Baron Salverin is a magic sword.

“This is a dream.”

I did something, it was a dream.

“Yes, it’s a dream, friend.”

Bugal takes my word for it.

“It’s a dream.”

Vigal, who was looking at my face his, turned his head back and put a shoulder strap on me. I also raised his arm and grabbed Bugal’s shoulder his, then looked at Berry Al with him.

ㅡQuaaaaa!!
ㅡ Cuckoo!
ㅡWow!

That.

ㅡChohak!
ㅡPapapapat!

It was literally a mythical battle.

Mersin, who was much smaller than Belial, fought hard wielding a sword, and Garos, who ran on all fours, stretched out his body and multiplied into several, aiming for the head of the Great Devil. Raising his magic sword, Baron Salverin was blocking dozens of flying tentacles by himself.

“You’re fighting Belial, buddy.”

Bugal says.

“Ah.”

Is it like that?

My friends

My colleagues.

In order to kill Belial, the newly appeared formidable enemy, they were fighting forever and ever. A space where the concept of time is meaningless. From the beginning until now. Until the far distant future.

The beings who died to me and became my friends were now attacking Belial and establishing the identity and justice of fusion Confucianism.

ㅡI felt it.

Now this was a dream.

It’s not a dream.

“Friend. I believe in a friend who believes in me. Belial is a strong overlord, but he is not something that cannot be overcome with the power of friendship.”

ㅡ Quickly! Fast!

Vigal’s body begins to change gradually.

ㅡPuddeuk!

Murderous horns on Bugal’s body, which looked like an inhuman pervert wearing a black latex suit. Strong and thick thorns. And the strongest exoskeleton protrudes.

It was a kind of intentional armament that symbolized the strengthened bugal.

“So.”

Bugal’s tone was imbued with absolute confidence. It’s a small thing Whether it’s Bugal or Mersin, both of them are too small and like shit. It is by no means legendary. That’s why you can’t beat a gigantic and magnificent being like Belial.

“Believe me.”

However, there is a bugal that says ‘we can win’.

“Trust me.”

ㅡHurt!
At the same time.

“Trust your friends.”

Vigal’s body is engulfed in a brilliant and sacred radiance. With that, his skin color his changed to white. This is no longer a magic sword. Living person.

Beyond saving people.

The true form of the holy sword Vigal.

ㅡChwiiiiik!!

The flying beolberja rose again and rushed toward Belial. Compared to Belial, which filled the horizon, the old and feeble orc looked like a small microbe.

Even so.

ㅡChwiiiiik!!

Struggle

Even if it is attacked, blown away, crushed, and destroyed. The one who gets up again goes to bump into Belial only to knock it down.

What lies at the end may be the eternal destruction of oneself.

But the true warriors of fusion Confucianism.

Never give up

“Let’s beep…!”

I cannot interfere with them. As a mere observer, I have no choice but to trust and support them.

— Teruk.

Vigal, an angel who has completed his transformation into a holy sword, puts his hand on my shoulder.

“Friend.”
“…Vigal.”

The shoulder his is hot.
The power of true friendship is flowing in.

“I believe you.”
“I trust you too.”

Bugal said, and I answered.

“Me too!”
“…Me too!”
“I believe in you too!”

Mersin and Garos. And Baron Salverin says so too. Friends I can trust. My colleagues whom I deeply believe in.

If these

“Okay.”

Go get Belial.

Defeat me

ㅡ nodding.

Bugal nodded, and he, who instantly became a brilliant flash, flew toward Belial over the horizon at transcendental speed. The attack emanating from that overwhelming brilliance could easily suffice even the Archdemon, who must have originated from the darkest depths of Hell…

ㅡPay.

At that moment, I woke up.

“Kuhh…!”

Wake up from a dream
It was an instant to realize that.

ㅡ Jureuk!

At the same time, a single tear flows down. Tears spilled down my sideburns and sawped into the pillow.

It was a dream I could never forget or forget.

Sadness. Regret. Romance. And.

Friendship.

ㅡ I’m impressed.

All of these emotions flooded me with tears.

“Ah.”

But don’t cry.

My friends are

With only one thought to kill Belial for me, he was launching an endless offensive while destroying his own soul his. Belial was strong. He is so strong that victory cannot be assured. However. Even so, there are friends who don’t give up.

ㅡThe power of friendship.

This was such a dream.

ㅡPapapapat!
ㅡBung Zi Bung Zi!

I immediately got up from the bed, jumped down to the floor, and pulled out the Vigal that I had parked on the wall. At first glance, it’s just a knife made of black iron.

But.

ㅡThump, pound.

I feel a pulsating power.

ㅡThump!

Waves are transmitted from the hand holding the handle.

Even if Bugal was a sword demon, he would not have been strong enough to absorb the overlord’s soul.

Of course it takes a load.
Belial’s soul was enormous.

“Director inspection.”

ㅡParts suit.

Immediately suppress the wave and pour my mana into the blade.

—-Inhuman strength.

Refine one’s spirits
Refined to suit me.

Kills the overlord’s energy.
Kill, melt into the sword.

As much as my friends are fighting on the other side of the dream, I must help them here too.

If Belial collapsed like that.

Vigal will become an even stronger sword.

This was such a job. It seems easy in words. However, it wasn’t as easy as I thought. Beaver. The Mersin. And even though Garros and Baron Salverin are giving me strength, this shit.

It’s fucking hard.

“Chew.”

ㅡCheer up!

Properly adjust the rushing mana while maintaining the correct shape of the sword. Indeed. Absorbing Belial’s soul didn’t change the feeling. But unstable Right now, Vigal’s condition feels precarious.

I guess I’ll have to focus on this for the time being.

“Father?”
“Ah. Arya.”

Then Ari woke up. Ari… My Ari. Continuing to drink Alaune’s breast milk seemed to improve her body.

“Are you going to the dungeon today?”
“I’m thinking about whether or not to do it, what the fuck.”

They haven’t returned to the capital yet.

I’m taking a break here to pass the time.

The operation of the dungeon was completely stopped. The golems stopped, and the strange monsters melted. All of Belial’s remaining energy was exhausted.

It later than expected, but we have been collecting nuclei happened in the meantime and selling them all to get a bigger amount of money.

Of course, now that the dungeon has stopped, the price of nuclear has plummeted.

“If I went, I’d only smell corpses. Bastard. Couldn’t we just relax?”
“It is.”

Most of all, the inside of the dungeon was a mess of misery to the extent that it would be no problem to call it hell. As I expected, as soon as the golems stopped operating, people started flocking like crazy.

So they fought fiercely with each other and dozens more died. That’s about as far as I’ve seen. In fact, they must have died in hundreds.

The dungeon was now a huge landfill.

Die, kill stealing, then dying again, searching for corpses, then searching again. It has turned into a pit where madmen throw their lives.

The aristocrats also led their soldiers to measure this and that, but as if they judged that they would not find anything useful anymore, the guys left one after another.

Right now, probably only the Kingdom Knights were doing proper exploration. Those bastards had been giving them orders to control the people who frantically entered the dungeon, but there was no way they would listen to them.

Anyway, the reason why I didn’t go up to the capital yet and remained here was to gather clues to make up words in the report.

I just decided to keep my mouth shut about this.

Killing Belial is a great achievement, but it can’t be proven, and there are many things that get in the way. So I decided it was better not to talk.

Fortunately, the dungeon was a mess, and that gave me a good excuse.

「In the dungeon, I found many golems and evil-looking monsters powered by unknown power. It’s not like you can’t kill it. However, entering the dungeon and causing friction with overflowing criminals can be said to be a peculiarity. There are many incidents in which vagrants who came to get rich quickly turn into criminals.”

In the beginning, I just wrote the facts.

“I continued my exploration.”

From here on, the truth is thoroughly hidden.

「However, during the exploration, all golems suddenly ceased operation. It is presumed that the power has run out. The power was stored in the dungeon before sealing, and the power must have been rapidly used as the dungeon was operated due to the invasion of humans. Since it’s all used up, I think the dungeon is completely silent.”

That’s it.

Just like this, you need to adjust this content appropriately and report it.

There’s no evidence that we came and went down there anyway. All that remains is a huge room filled with geometric patterns.

There is no evidence that Belial ever existed.

Perhaps the first to reach there are the Knights of the Kingdom. If they find the deepest room, they’ll be quite puzzled, but they won’t be able to find out anything either.

Above all, this is a forgotten dungeon that has been sealed or abandoned. Suspicious, but nothing to find out.

Risha couldn’t figure it out, so how can they find out?

Anyway, I’m not going to the capital to ‘pretend to investigate’, I’m resting.

“Due to the complete silence of the dungeon, adventurers, mercenaries, and criminals aiming for golems are invading in ‘mass’, and the current inside of the dungeon has turned into a battlefield where those forces fight. With this paladin’s ability, it is impossible to control hundreds of humans who are engulfed in madness and to judge the crimes one by one. In this situation, it was judged that further exploration was impossible, and the decision was made to withdraw.”

“Great.”

All you have to do is do this.
It came to a pretty neat conclusion.

If this is the case, there is no particular achievement and nothing has been done, but it is unavoidable. Even so, it’s understandable. And what would the saintess say if I had failed once? A person cannot do everything.

This is what the saintess also emphasized to me.
Won’t say anything

I’ll just pay you a little for the trouble.

“Then I guess I’ll take a break today.”

You can pretend to investigate for just a few days in this way, and then withdraw.

“…”

I touched the feet of Hilde who was sleeping on the bed. I was confident about squeezing it out, but every time I wondered if it was still in a state where I hadn’t completely absorbed the overlord’s power, it was a knockdown.

Let’s take it easy.

Now that we’ve got the gist of the report, we’ll have to do something about Vigal.