I’m Not That Kind of Talent Chapter 193

193. So long to the regret(5)

“I’m not asking that. You could have run away. “If power was the most precious thing, you should have run away before anyone else instead of coming like this.”

“…You’re obsessed with useless topics. “It looks like they want to somehow shake your mind by associating you with the emperor. If so, let me say something too.”

You know what?

A quiet voice rang out, like a snake whispering. The Duke narrowed his eyes as he met bright red eyes.

“If you had died during the Eight Years’ War, I, the Emperor, your family, and Cruel would all have been happy. “If it weren’t for you, the human world wouldn’t have been trampled by the demon world and innocent people wouldn’t have died as a result.”

“That’s a counter attack too…”

An obvious sneer was heard.

The moment the duke widened his eyes slightly, wondering if he had misheard, Deon rushed at him, grabbed him by the neck, pushed him down to the floor, and stabbed his shoulder with a dagger he had pulled out at some unknown time.

“Tsk!”

“I’m sorry, but thanks to someone else, my spirit no longer needs to be broken.”

It doesn’t work at all.

He twisted the dagger like he was playing. A suppressed moan was heard from below.

Should I just kill him? Deon, who was quietly looking at him and thinking, asked softly.

“Let me ask you this. Why did you do that? Was there a reason why you had to make a contract with the devil?”

“Hehehe….”

A sneer was mixed in with the pained moan.

He said sarcastically, smiling brightly with his chewed up lips.

“Why did you expect a special reason or a desperate story? If it really is, what are you going to do? It’s not like they won’t kill you if things have gotten to this point, right? “It will only make you feel uncomfortable.”

“…It really exists?”

“no. doesn’t exist.”

“….”

The facial expression is a masterpiece.

I had the biggest laugh of my entire life. I feel like I’ve had a lifetime’s worth of laughter here. No, I’m going to die today, so I can’t say it’s just a feeling.

“The contract with the devil was just a stepping stone to a higher place in case of stronger power.”

After signing the contract, there wasn’t much use for it. If I had known this would happen, I shouldn’t have signed the contract.

Crack. Deon gritted his teeth at the Duke’s shameless attitude and muttered as if he were chewing.

“…I hope you regret it.”

“Oh my.”

“I regret it so terribly and so deeply, and I hope I die with regret.”

It was a voice that seemed to ooze more pain from the speaker than from the listener.

The perpetrator, who was looking up at the victim with thick bloody tears, smiled.

“That’s why I don’t regret it.”

My regrets will become your smiles.

A person must know when to leave. The moment he heard that the emperor was alone in the palace, the duke knew that it was now.

The emperor will die. In that case, all that remains is the duke himself. The targets of Deonhardt’s revenge are the duke and the emperor. As long as he lives, the top priority target of the Demon King’s army led by Deon Hart will be the Empire. He must die for the sake of the new empire of the crown prince and princess that will be established in the new capital.

But I don’t want to die obediently.

‘Why don’t you live in discomfort for the rest of your life?’

Watching me die without regret, I felt defeated and stayed like that for the rest of my life.

Deon Hart draws a new dagger like lightning and pierces the back of his hand. I screamed from the dizzying pain, but the smile on my face still remained.

“Ha ha ha ha! And regret is like dominoes, once you start regretting it, there is no end to it. “You can’t regret your whole life, right?”

Deon, who was slowly shaking the dagger that pierced the back of his hand, looked into the Duke’s eyes. He spoke with a snarl, showing his shiny red eyes filled with murderous intent.

“That means you’ve lived a crappy life.”

“….”

The Duke closed his mouth.

As if he wanted to end the conversation for a while, he changed the subject and started talking.

“I wondered how he survived the duke’s mansion and became a hero.”

She is showing off her beauty as if she is the only one shining the light, but it is impossible not to notice.

Normally, he might have been captivated by his appearance, but unfortunately, to the Duke now, Deonhardt was nothing more or less than a cockroach.

‘Anyway, it seems like a terrible name.’

At this point, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that Deon Hardt’s rope was stronger and stronger than a dozen thick ropes woven together. I wonder if there really is someone in this world who can stop that.

“Since you have become a warrior, you must have some immunity to magic.”

“Why are you trying to kill me using magic?”

“no. Magic is not omnipotent. Besides, you won’t be able to even make a decent attack with this kind of magic power.”

“then?”

It’s not like I’ve been conserving my magic for no reason.

Even when the Demon King’s army advanced, the Duke did not use magic. Even if you try to use it, it will be useless with just one gesture from the Demon King. Perhaps it may have been destroyed by another demon before it even reached the Demon King.

The only time he used magical power was to create a secret space in Salvation Church, to store Cruel Hart’s head, and to hide the traces of the poor man hidden in the duke’s mansion.

Although a considerable amount of magical energy was consumed in the above process, there is still a usable amount remaining.

therefore.

“I will put a curse on you.”

“…curse?”

Wasn’t that the realm of witchcraft?

Deon frowned at the appearance of a word that was a bit far from magic.

“yes. “I am using all the magic I received from the Demon King to place a curse on you.”

The strangely glowing eyes stare straight into the red eyes. Soon, his lips moved slowly and an eerie voice came out.

“[You will never die an easy death.]”

“….”

“Well, I originally wanted to bet more, but this is the limit with the magical power I have.”

The duke smiles brightly, as if he can kill as many people as he wants. Deon looked at him with a frown.

It’s not because of a curse. An uncomfortable death? Rather, it is a welcome.

Just wondering why on earth this bastard can’t stop bothering me like this.

“…I know that?”

I opened my mouth slowly.

“The day I was taken to the battlefield, I was a month away from my birthday.”

“….”

“And my older brother Cruel died a month before his birthday.”

“….”

“You are such a terrible bastard.”

The Duke laughed.

“Do you know that now?”

Sigh!

Another red dye was added to the red uniform.

***

General Nemeseus, the first hero of the empire and the first sword of the emperor, ran back to the collapsed palace with his legs broken as soon as he could get the prince and princess to safety.

I knew that hoping for the emperor to be alive was too greedy, so I prepared my heart when I came. I just hoped that at least the body would be intact.

‘It’s intact…’

There are not one body, but two.

I lifted my eyes from scanning the floor. What came into view was the emperor’s body, the duke’s body, and the blood-stained Deonhardt standing in front of them.

He was looking down at the duke’s body with an expression that did not tell me what he was thinking, but as if he recognized the presence of Nemeseus, he slowly turned his head and looked this way. For a moment, Nemeseus turned his gaze to face the eerie red eyes and looked at the emperor. A sigh came out of my mouth.

“…your majesty.”

Complex emotions become a small whirlpool and oscillate in my heart. There was a clear sadness in it.

The first person that Prince Edoardo recruited before he took the throne was Nemeseus. In order to make money, they poured all of their small amount of money into sponsorship to attract men from commoner backgrounds who were active as gladiators in gladiatorial arenas.

In other words, their relationship is by no means light, and the time they spend together is more than that. There was no way I would not feel anything after seeing the body.

[What is your name?]

[Nemeseus? It’s a grand name, but it has no real meaning.]

[I’m not being sarcastic. There is no meaning in the name itself, but I think I understand the feelings of the parents. In the hope that his child would grow up, he must have combined things he picked up here and there to make it look believable. That in itself has a lot of meaning, so you.]

[Do you have any plans to become as big as your parents’ wishes in your name?]

“…That’s why I told you that he’s dangerous.”

There’s no way the spirit of a person who ignores the guilt he should have been able to bear is that strong. You never know what a guy like that will do if he loses his mind.

Nemeseus muttered bitterly and picked up the sword lying not far from the emperor’s body.

He must have held the sword like this too. Even if I die, I won’t give up my pride. He would have crossed swords with that traitor until the very end. And he thought so too.

‘Your Majesty may have wanted me to serve you two… but he didn’t directly order it.’

It’s okay to be stubborn like this.

I knew as soon as I saw Deon Hart that he had become a hero. Aside from worrying that the future of the human world, not the empire, was dark, Nemeseus made up his mind. It didn’t even shake in the first place.

He grabbed the blood-covered handle and aimed the blade at Deonhardt.

“I thought he didn’t look like a human before, but now he’s turned into a monster.”

Deon tilts his head and takes a step forward. Even in that simple act, there was an unprecedented elegance, and Nemeseus raised an eyebrow.

“Are you not running away?”

“…Isn’t the emperor the end?”

The emperor is only the beginning. He’ll probably have more blood on his sword in the future. Even though I know this, I have no intention of leaving it as is.

Because he is a general of the empire, he has power, and he has a duty to protect the innocent.

“come. “This is my grave.”

Your grave is also here.

‘…why.’

Why do people keep doing this even though they know they will die? Deon, realizing that he could not avoid it, took out his dagger. A sighing voice came out like a mutter.

“…Why are there so many foolish people in the world?”

“….”

“Of course, I am no exception.”

A neat gait quietly touches the ground with a certain stride length. Deon said as he walked straight towards Nemeseus.

“I will do my best to kill you because it has already come to this.”

“This is the most welcome news I’ve heard recently.”

***

So many people were killed in one day. No, correct me. So many big guys were killed in one day.

The feeling of stabbing someone again remained in Deon’s hand, and he rubbed his palm on his clothes.

‘Why the fuck did everyone die without any regrets?’

I don’t know why it makes people feel so uncomfortable.

Until the end, I thought about the eyes that were shining in their own way, and eventually I couldn’t overcome the dirty feeling and took out the cigarette pack from my pocket. As I sit down on some nearby debris and light a fire, I feel like this place is some kind of ant hell.

“…Ah really.”

What on earth are the demons at the main gate doing? Are you guys having a chicken fight?

I stood up with a freshly lit cigarette in my mouth.

Who else will it be this time? I wish you would just step away. I’m not physically tired, but I’m mentally tired. The moment Deon turned around with a dull and bored expression on his face, he froze in place when he saw the other person’s face.

“I heard that the Demon King’s army was rapidly advancing to the capital, so I came quickly, but it seems it was already too late.”

“….”

“Why aren’t you saying anything? “It’s been a long time since we met again, so I should at least say hello.”

“…Stigma senior.”

“Yes, junior.”

It’s been a while since I last saw you again.

The Empire’s second hero, Stigma Primiro, was smiling softly.