Chapter 255 – Capital Road (7)

“Hero! Warrior! It’s a big deal!”

The soldier who cursed the hero every day jumped into the hero’s room without even knocking. The warrior was lying on the bed with a bottle of wine in his mouth. There were several naked women beside her, one of them trying to stand up somehow with a saggy warrior’s cock in her mouth.

Wolf looked at the soldier who interrupted his rest with a disapproving expression, then realized that his expression was serious and pushed his woman away.

“Wow!”

The woman’s scream was not a very important issue to neither the soldier nor Wolf. The soldier pointed outside, his face turned white, and looking at that tense expression, Wolf’s hand naturally turned to the sword.

“A monster, a monster! A monster has appeared!”

The explanation was enough. Thinking that what was to come had come, Wolf brushed his shoulders. He holds the power himself and won’t let go, so he’s finally got the lunatics allied with the devil. Wolf put on his pants and followed his soldiers to the castle.

Every time he moved forward, the monster was running towards the castle at breakneck speed.

“…What is that?”

Wolf was looking at the center of the capital with an absurd expression. It was because huge, hideous beasts resembling people were running on five pairs of legs over the desolate road that Wolf had destroyed.

“Ugh… ! Ugh… !”

The soldiers with low mental power trembled and took a step backwards, as if they were disgusted just by looking at them, and the soldiers who bravely shot arrows began to run away one by one because they could not overcome the demonic energy and pressure emitted by the monsters.

It was only natural for the soldiers to run away. Even in this situation, Wolf did not want to criticize the courage of the soldiers. Even in his eyes, those monsters were very unpleasant and disgusting looking.

He probably would have run away too if he hadn’t had the strength.

Wolf gripped his sword tightly and looked at the monsters. I saw the monsters recognizing Wolf and moving his eyes. They opened their mouths and screamed at Wolf.

Wolf could only think of them as pitiful rather than menacing. How did those rebels make a pact with such a pitiful fiend? That question was bound to linger in my mind. It was because they had good spirits, but their inherent magic was terrible.

Wolf raised his sword to the sky and shouted.

“Get off my land. Demons!”

Light emanated from the warrior’s sword. People who were terrified by the appearance of the giant monsters that invaded the capital focused their eyes on the hero. Like a lighthouse guiding those wandering on the open sea, the twinkling light was also giving people an enchanting light.

“Aaaaa!”

The hero swung his shining sword down and screamed. Hero Wolf knew how important this moment was. It was because it was an opportunity to cover up the public sentiment that had fallen to the ground with the truth that the hero had killed the “Devil.”

Wolf believed that no matter how many people he slaughtered, if he appealed to the fact that he was the only one who could stop the devil, he could somehow capture the people’s heart.

“Quaaaaa!”

Wolf’s sword strike ran through the ground like a mole and cut the monster’s body in two. The dismembered monster, arms outstretched in a forward running posture, could not overcome its inertia and slid forward spilling its internal organs.

All the monsters running in a row met the same end. It was truly a spectacle to see the bodies of those who followed the lead and even their steps were smashed all at once, spraying blood into the sky. Those who narrowly escaped the monster were covered in blood and tried to understand what had just happened with dumbfounded faces.

The hideous dust and bloodstains attached to the heavy skin made it all the more frightening because of the white skin. The monster rolled its eyes, vomited up a handful of gore, and lowered its head. Wolf wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a breath.

His chest was stuffy and his head was pounding. In the past, it didn’t matter even if I used this level of strength, but it seemed that the more I went on, the less power I had.

“Yo, long live the hero!”

“The hero defeated the monster!”

The moment before his death, the soldiers who were able to survive thanks to Hero cheered, but that didn’t matter at all to Wolf.

He wanted to rest for a while.

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People were looking at the capital with complicated expressions. It was Hero Wolf who slaughtered and tormented them, but it was Wolf who defeated the devil now. People who openly curse were their daily routine, but at this moment, they only made uncomfortable faces and didn’t say anything. People were gathering one by one from the collapsed castle to the place where the monsters were corpses.

Everyone had gathered to see the demon’s corpse. Even in an impoverished world, curiosity was inevitable.

“Every! Please back off! Don’t touch the devil’s corpse!”

And everyone turned their heads at the loud voice that restrained them. People were able to face a woman in a gorgeous white outfit. She had her golden bobbed hair neatly cut, looked everywhere with her eyes that glowed blue, and boasted of her ample breasts that could not be covered even by the flat priestly robes.

Ernrich Lumia was walking toward the corpses of the monsters, leading the priests, Alice, and Lorena. There was no one to stop her proud step. Someone saw her face and said her name, and people who knew the name spontaneously gave way.

One interesting thing is that at the end of Lumia’s procession, a man was being dragged along after being beaten, and he had his head down on the floor with a resigned face.

The priests pushed away those who were near the corpse, and Lumia stretched out her hand, creating a holy magic circle around her corpse with white light. Ernrich Rumia drew her cross sign in front of her chest and chanted her incantation to finish her gin and looked around her.

As if she was waiting to see her people again, someone asked her as she knelt in front of her.

“Ah! Priest! Why are the demons attacking this land again? The hero defeated the demon king, so why did the demons come back to this capital city?”

With a pitiful expression on her face, Rumia lifted the shabby-looking man to her feet. He held his hand and prayed for a while, then turned his head when he felt the gaze of the people.

It wasn’t just that ugly man who wanted an answer to that question. Everyone wanted an answer from Rumia. Rumia had a duty to answer the questions they asked, and she had thoroughly prepared for that.

Rumia said.

“Everyone. Through our independent investigation, we found out who instigated this demonic invasion.”

She never investigated. Alice and Lorena behind her were preparing documents, but those documents were fake orders that Alice had copied the handwriting and signatures of the hero’s official documents all night long.

“Wait, who do you think did such a terrible thing? Who is calling the devil into this world again!”

“His name is Hero Wolf!”

Rumia presented ‘evidence’ that her Hero Wolf had instigated the demon summoning in her own name. As a priest, she had directly punished Alexander, and her remarks had an enormous ripple effect.

“Yo, why is the hero! No matter how much I believed you wouldn’t do something like that!”

“Well, then did the hero summon and kill the monster with his own hands! Uh why? Why did you do that?”

Rumia shouted.

“Everyone! That evil Hero Wolf, when his position was in jeopardy, he called upon the devil himself to slay the capital in order to solidify his public sentiment. Here! There is evidence that this Hero Wolf gave orders to the followers of the Devil Church! And here! There are demon followers!”

He was actually a demon follower, a special talent whom Rumia was guided to by being contacted by another temple. He fell for Rumia’s appeasement and promised to give her false testimony instead of sparing her family.

“Ruler! Demon follower! Please tell me about your sins right here and now!”

Shindou stared blankly at Rumia. A demonic aura shimmered on one side of Rumia’s face, and he was able to laugh. Shindo, who nodded his head with a satisfied expression, began to repent of his sins in a sobbing voice.

“Yo, Hero Wolf-sama… ! Contacted us to summon a demon to the capital… ! If I don’t summon the devil and crash into the capital! He said he would kill me and my family… ! Hehe…! Black… !”

Feigned cries rang out.

People were weighing each other’s shock, eyes wide open, not knowing how to make sense of his testimony. Rumia continued his words.

“Everyone! Now! To defeat Hero Wolf! We have a brave man who agrees with us! His name is Evan! Hey everyone! Agree with us! Let’s push that evil champion away! Everyone! We can do it!”

“No, that’s right! Can do!”

“We can overcome! Away, warriors! Get away!”

People screamed and screamed.

It was because the dirty warrior who cooperated with the devil could not be trusted. Sophia and Isabelle, who had subtly joined Rumia’s group, stood next to Rumia while shouting the same slogan.

“Go away! Get away!”

“We can! Can do!”

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“How have you been doing?”

“Thanks to you, I had a good time. It’s really over now.”

A ray of hope could be seen in the midst of the low-pitched conversation.