Chapter 263 – Not a Hero #05

Any warrior who has been on the battlefield for a long time and has accumulated experience will say this.

The battlefield doesn’t just exist, it lives and breathes itself.

Those words are not lies. The battlefield where countless people burn their lives and go out again is no different from a gigantic creature that lives and breathes most intensely.

The life of such a battlefield is not easily extinguished.

Although there may be individuals who change or lead the flow, there has never been an individual who cuts off the flow of the battlefield.

“..”
“…”
“…”

However, at this moment, the most fiercely burning battlefield stopped breathing.

A ruthless monster who was advancing towards the rear, destroying the knights of the empire and the warriors of the kingdom.
Reaching the pinnacle of nothing that can be accumulated as an individual, the Cheonmado, who was single-handedly engaged in a soul-deafening battle with the corps commander.
Even the wizards who squeezed out the remaining mana to load the few remaining shells in the rear.

Everyone stopped. Then he turned his head towards a place on the battlefield.

“Bored.”

It suddenly appeared and looked weaker than anyone else on the battlefield.

The form is human, the voice is that of a girl, and the appearance is like a child.

It was like a thin shell. It is not her shell that hides and protects her.

“To bother Jim with such a trivial fight.”

Everyone present here could recognize that not everything inside the shell was revealed.
She is just a presence possessed by her own soul her. She has revealed only a small part of them herself.

However, that is not a level that mere mortals can afford.

The endless abyss that appeared in the sky, the feeling of being sucked into the soul and spirit.
The brains of mortals who did not understand the absoluteness that descended before their eyes stopped thinking and recalled only one emotion.

Fear. The most primitive sense of life.

“O Almighty Goddess, protect us with grace and save our souls so that we can rest in the land of eternal heaven, do not abandon this sinner—”

Even those who claimed to be servants of the Goddess for the rest of their lives and had the brightest and most brilliant faith were in despair at this moment.

“Ah… Ah… Our death came to the tax…”
“Hamon, the cross section of the great great devil! You are the Demon King who reigns over it! Protect us from that presence!”

It’s no different even if it’s the Demon King’s army. Not only the immortal pirates, who denied the goddess and death, but even the corps commanders desperately hoped that their existence would not be destroyed by what was in front of their eyes.

Now everyone knows she came A part of her descended here. She is looking down on them

The one who has the closest rank to the goddess, the one who blasphemes the contract, the one who reigns in the highest of the lowest.

“It’s so trivial that it makes me want to die.”

The Mistress of Hell, Mephistopheles, has descended.

*

In that sense, Eldritch was having the most unlucky time.

[───]

Right in front of my eyes, that worst archevil descended. It is also the great devil who fully boasts of his own status.

‘How on earth…? It would be impossible even if the entire capital of the empire was sacrificed.’

It is absolutely impossible for them to make the great devil fully descend to the present world, much less how long they have devoted their sincerity and efforts to the resurrection of the fallen demon king who lost his ‘personality’.

‘No, no. They have a way.’

Witches, unclean things that obtained power by contracting with the devil for the first time. Among them, it is a fact that the Demon King knows that the Grand Witch’s granddaughter is among them.

Of course, even if there is a witch, the possibility is close to zero…But it’s not impossible. Otherwise, this situation cannot be explained.

‘How intact is it? Why don’t you just kill me right away? Is it Yu-hee? Or boredom? If I dare… What are the odds?’

You don’t know how talented the unclean woman called the granddaughter of the archwitch is. But even if she only summoned 10 %, no 5 %, at least 1 % of her Mephistopheles her, things don’t get any better for her.

“I can hear the head rolling from here. Be quiet with your own precepts.”
[…!]

As soon as he met Mephistopheles’ eyes, Eldritch unwittingly cast the magic of silence multiple times and cast it on himself.

No, just in case, she even spread a barrier to prevent noise from entering the area around the great demon in front of her. There is no sound that can pass through this silent space, and it will not even leak out.

All these efforts are single. It was because Eldritch could not bear the presence of Mephistopheles, who seemed to burn his soul with just those trivial glances.

[To all of the demon king’s army. Never make the first move.]

Feeling that that alone was not enough, Eldritch gave instructions telepathically to the Demon King’s message to his.

[This is a disaster. Don’t do anything worthless to resist disaster. Fortunately, me…]

When she recalled that she had not granted her eldritch the right to say her her name her, the eldritch felt her goosebumps her even without her flesh her.

[…The great overlord seems to show no hostility yet, so bow his head. Time is on our side, so we should make the most of it.]

Unless the power of the great devil is infinite, the time that can stay in this space will be limited.

All the Demon Kings who agreed with that fact stopped their offensive. They looked like wild beasts whimpering, hoping the storm would pass, but no one would be able to laugh at them.

*

“… How did you just do that?”

Karen asked with a puzzled expression.

The level of ‘Gyeok’that the Great Devil showed just now was the level that could only be seen when Violet, who went crazy with anger and opened her powers her, burned down the Heretic Interrogation Center in the 3rd playthrough.

“Was it Artin’s arrangement? Or did he use Violet’s power in her?”

No, it’s fine. With this much power, there was nothing to hesitate about.

Even if you don’t have your own holy sword, if you use the power you just showed, you’ll be able to wipe out all of that demon lord’s army.

“Let’s get rid of them right now and go rescue Artin! He was captured by Lilith, but since not much time has passed, it must be Artin’s mental strength his…!”
“Ah, that’s impossible, half-penny hero, because I just used up all my strength with it.”
“What?”

When he confirmed that Eldritch was watching him while maintaining the barrier of silence, Mephisto let out a languid yawn with a fishy smile.

“I just used up all of her powers from her from the Witch and Artin, just to show off Jim’s ‘force’ of her. Did you think it would be that easy to show Jim’s rank?”
“…What? What?”

What Mephisto had done a while ago was the same thing as the giant who was crouching down.

Just as stretching out a crouching body and stretching one’s arms, unfolding the crouching soul. Just the presence that flowed from that process made all beings on this battlefield overwhelmed by her spirit.

The problem is that even with that simple act, her limitations her guaranteed by the system and the descent of Al’Miraz’s guarantor guaranteed by the infernal contract were all used up.

“Why did you drain all her strength on such a stupid thing !? If you had that kind of power, you should have given it a valid hit!”
“Okay? From Jim’s perspective, it seems as though the battle has stopped for a moment because of Jim’s presence in his.”
“… That, that.”

That’s right. The power of the academy was at its limit.

In fact, it was as if the wire had already collapsed. Thanks to the propaganda in the beginning, I was able to tie the feet of that hideous corpse golem or corrupted old god, but now even holding the wire was close to a miracle.

No, if it weren’t for the heavenly horse that protected warriors and knights even while fighting the corps commander, the miracle of a saint who said that even the dead could be revived, the infinite magic of violet, and one of the angels who flew in the sky and sang blessings throughout the battle, it would have already been. It’s a situation where everyone would have died.

“In the first place, didn’t this situation happen because the four warriors were powerless?”
“…”
“Artin is the companion of a hero, not a hero. If that kind of Artin is running around hard on behalf of you, then you, the warrior, should do your part, at least.”

As Mephisto’s gaze turned downward, fragments of the Holy Sword, whose divine power gradually faded due to shattering, were pathetically floating on the sea.

“It’s hard to bear to open your eyes to seeing her miserable appearance of her, having lost her holy sword and being defeated in an argument with the corps commander.”

The moment Mephisto’s gaze turned to Karen, it felt like Karen’s heart was being torn to pieces.

It’s not because the level is high. It’s not because Mephisto is the archevil of hell.

──The fact that the person who saw this miserable figure was a woman who received Artin’s pure love made Karen’s heart ache.

“Well, that’s great, now you don’t have to play that lousy hero anymore…”
“Shut up.”
“…?”

Mephisto doubted his ears. It’s been so long since I’ve heard such words directly, so it took me a while to understand what they meant.

“Now, what——”
“If I’m not a hero, what am I!? How hard I tried to stay by Artin’s side, how dare you disparage my efforts?”

I didn’t burst out crying. However, the voice that burst out of that cold expression was so sad that I felt like I was about to burst into tears right now.

Of course, Mephisto, who suddenly saw Karen whining at him, put on a puzzled expression for the first time in a long time, but Karen didn’t care and continued her words.

“If I’m not a hero, how can I be by Artin’s side! My existence is only worth being a warrior! To be useful to Artin, to be valuable to Artin, that’s all! If I can’t even become a proper hero now, what the hell am I…?”

Karen’s eyebrows trembled. Her voice rang out because of her self-doubt her, having never been able to protect Artin for the past 15 years.

“I was scared… I was afraid of what kind of hateful eyes I would see if Artin caught me changing into a man’s form to power up! I, I…!”

‘Why is this girl fooling around with me?’

Mephisto did not understand this situation. Why do you vent resentment on yourself for your own incompetence?

If it was that hard, he wanted to just commit suicide and aim for the next life, but Mephisto remembered a request Artin had made to him before.

– “Mephisto, if something happens while I’m away, you protect my people. Understand?”-
-“Yes? Why me? Those who will die without living a thousand years can just be left to die! You and I can just live happily together!”-
-“… If I didn’t, I thought I wouldn’t be able to forgive Mephisto, who secretly created a homunculus with you and my DNA?”
-“…”-

At that time, Artin was smiling at himself, but Mephisto, who recalled that his eyes were so frighteningly open, felt numbness in his hamstrings from fear.

Lately, I’m feeling the feeling of happiness that I didn’t feel even during the Great War, but if this half-penny hero did something strange, Artin might hate him even a little bit.

“Keuheum, be quiet and listen, warrior! I have something to tell you!”
“…?”

So something must be done. Thinking so, Mephisto interrupted her Karen, and her Karen looked at her with her crying eyes.

‘But…What should I say?’

The problem was that Mephisto’s empathy was very limited, and that limited empathy was applied only towards Artin.

Since he had never soothed someone verbally in his entire life, Mephisto’s first act of ‘pacification’ in his life was too difficult.

“——Artine, in fact, he liked your male figure too!”
“…?!?”

So, after taking a peek at Karen’s desire her with the remaining feeble power her, he decided to tell her the desire her as it was.

After all, it’s Artin’s job to take care of the back.