I’m Not That Kind of Talent Chapter 336

336. Before today passes (8)

It’s perfect. It’s exactly the kind of ending Deon Hart would like.

How can things work so tightly according to the human will? He looked away with a crooked face. The sound of blood dripping from a bare shoulder is clearly resounding, but a shadow appears in one corner of the eye, standing tall and holding a sword in one hand, as if that is no obstacle.

Trover let out a chuckle as if he was listening.

“I’m a bit sorry about this. “I don’t want to go back to that person’s wishes.”

“….”

“Well… the loser has no choice anyway, so it’s not something I can say.”

“….”

“Then kill me now.”

There is nothing more to say. Basically, since I have a desire for life, I can’t help but feel regret, but I didn’t say anything about it because I had a clear understanding of the situation.

The other person has already made up his mind and my body no longer moves. Even if you talk loudly, nothing will change.

He just said.

“You took enough time to waste it.”

“…okay.”

Jaykar swung his sword.

….

It’s over.

Faced with the lifeless body in front of him, Jaykar stumbled for a moment, then stuck his sword in the ground and sat down as if leaning on it, using it as a cane. My tense body was having difficulty maintaining balance.

There was silence for a moment.

“…Then this time…”

He slowly pursed his lips to drive out the silence.

Jaykar blinked slowly. The unwavering eyes announced the end faster than the mouth could.

“It’s my turn to die.”

As I told Trover, I have no intention of living.

Jaykar had nothing he wanted to do or anything he needed to do. No matter what you try to do anyway, the severity of the injury will only hinder you. He completely shook off lingering regrets that never existed in the first place.

“It is better to die than to survive and get to the bottom of the demon world.”

The demon world returns to the logic of power. In such a place, disability would be fatal, and the fall of the esteemed commander of the 1st Corps would become very good prey for all demons. Even if there are other demons in the same situation, they will be trampled even more.

Even if I die, I have no intention of going through something like that.

“So don’t worry about Lyrinel and just relax.”

He spoke to the body of the 11th Corps commander, whose neck and head were separated from each other.

“Because I definitely intend to die.”

Like Dernivan, Jaykar was unperturbed even though he knew that Deon Hardt wanted the death of ‘all’ Legion commanders, including me. I had no regrets.

When asked about the reason for his cooperation, he mentioned my twin, who was born in the same litter as me and became the leader of the race, to Deon Hardt, but that was just a gimmick. He came to the Demon King’s Castle with the thought that he would be satisfied as long as he died fighting, so whatever reason he gave. Because in the end, I live according to my greed. With difficulty, I raised one knee, maintained my balance, and pulled out my sword.

“Then I’ll go first.”

Jaykar turned the tip of his sword without hesitation and aimed it at himself.

Another eerie sound added to the quiet space.

“….”

In the terrible silence that had come again, the space began to slightly tremble around the place where Lirinel’s body was.

It was such a small ripple that no one would have noticed if it were a melee. However, its range is wide enough to cover the entire battlefield. If a fellow demon had seen it, they would have opened their mouths and said it was nonsense magic.

After a brief, almost instantaneous tremor, Lyrinel, whose body and head were separated, appeared completely fine, stood up. He calmly brushes off his messed up clothes and speaks in a muttering tone.

“…Should I call him the commander of the 1st Corps?”

It’s great that you noticed hallucination magic.

Contrary to what others thought, Lirinel lived. The only people who noticed this were 2nd Corps Commander Develania and 1st Corps Commander Jaykar.

It’s not that Develania’s last attack wasn’t threatening. In fact, it was the opposite. If I had thought and moved as usual, I would most likely have died.

‘But this time.’

Because she could not die until she had perfectly carried out Deon’s orders, Lirinel made a bold decision and moved in that short moment.

When Develania pulled the thread and cut off her hair, the mission that was reminded of her forced her to live by saying that she must become the last corps commander standing. That’s what I thought at the time.

‘I can’t die fighting Develania.’

But if I were alive, she would keep attacking until one of them dies.

So I cast a large-scale hallucination spell.

It is not possible to cast hallucination magic on these many people one by one, but in an area-type manner. The entire space called the battlefield was turned into a stage for hallucination.

Then, he created an illusion Lyrinel where I was, and I left the place with magic for a while, then returned as soon as the attack was over and added the illusion. In the process, all the magical energy was lost, so only the basic magical energy that makes up the body remained, which increased the reality of the hallucination.

…Develania was not fooled, though.

[…The 11th Corps Commander who cannot use magic is no different from a child in the human world.] [

So the 11th Corps Commander is dead.]

It was surprising that they turned a blind eye.

Like she said, it’s probably because there’s not much I can do since I can’t use magic. Because the 11th Corps commander, Ririnel, fought using magic rather than using his body.

“…Still, if you deal with a corps commander who is injured and unable to move, the surprise attack could be successful.”

It is quite possible to hold a small weapon and stab it. You can also attack with tentacles without having to use a weapon.

Lirinel, who realized that D’Vellania had not known about this for a moment and that it was just a final consideration for the small corps commander with whom she had once been acquainted, let out a dull sigh and looked around.

There was no time to get lost in sentimentality.

‘It’s definitely over.’

The only remaining demon is himself.

Finally, Deon’s wishes were fulfilled. Not now, but it will happen soon.

It would be a good idea to tell this to Deon. It would be great if this gave him confidence and enabled him to move with peace of mind.

“Communication seat…”

Lirinel, who had been searching through her arms, stopped.

I lost everything in the chaos. It would have fallen in the middle of the battlefield and been trampled here and there, so it would have been reduced to dust by now. I rolled my eyes.

‘As for the other corps commanders…’

…there doesn’t seem to be any need to search through their belongings. I’ve been stabbed and cut all over my body and my clothes are all tattered, so where on earth can I store the communication stone? The corps commanders even exchanged punches, so even if they had remained in their arms, they would have all been shattered.

‘If I had any magic left, I would have contacted you with magic… but I don’t have any magic left.’

…No, no. There is something just right.

It’s magical power that I can use because I have to die anyway.

Without hesitation, Lirinel used the magic power of her body to make one-way contact with Deon Hardt’s mind.

“Daeon, all the commanders except me are dead.”

Usually, demons cannot easily use the magic power that forms their bodies even when their death is certain. Because it gives a more primal fear than taking one’s own life.

A fear that felt as if I was risking everything, my soul, my very existence.

However, because the thought of not being able to leave Deonhardt in an anxious state took priority over such things, Lirinel had a calm smile on her lips.

“I will die soon too. “This contact right now is a magic using the magic power that makes up my body.”

Everything went according to Deon’s wishes.

“therefore.”

I feel my body slowly falling apart.

Lirinel didn’t care and smiled a bright smile that could never be reached in a place where no one was watching.

The purest voice evoked the most cruel words from some people.

“Be happy.”

***

And.

“….”

Deonhardt heard that terrible curse.

The blood that seemed to rise no further began to stir and raise the water level. The liquid that had swallowed up to my collarbone was putting oppressive pressure on my chest.

I pretended like nothing was wrong and slowly walked down the mountain path I had once entered as if running away. The background of the falling snow was truly terrible.

Wade through the blood, cross the border, enter the demon world, and walk along a clean, unobstructed path. He thought as he walked tirelessly toward his last remaining goal.

‘The human world collapsed and the corps commander died.’

As a result, the possibility of the demon world taking advantage of the weakened human world to devour it has significantly decreased. Because the commander of the corps who was to be the center has disappeared.

‘You may wonder whether they all had to be killed, but…’

In the history of the human world, has there been no one who unintentionally played a leading role in the rebellion? There are people who sit on the throne by someone else’s will even though they did not want it.

Being the center is often something you don’t have to want. As a corps commander, even if the Demon King dies, he will play a great role as the new center. The demons will gather around the corps commander, and they will most likely reach out to the human world, which is now in a good state to eat.

‘You’ll never see good things from demons.’

As he once thought, Deonhardt would never see those born from enemies gain an advantage.

The reason the human world was destroyed was to ruin the world, not for the sake of the demons. Therefore, it was necessary to reduce the power of the demons as much as the power of the human world.

‘Of course, other demons could unite as the center, but that’s okay.’

There are no tigers and no wolves. Even if a fox were to rule in a place like that, it would still be a fox.

The human world will be able to survive on its own without any help from this side.

…Honestly, if they took measures to this extent, wouldn’t they have to endure it on their own? As a human being who attacked the human world, he thought he had fulfilled his last conscience, so he stopped thinking about it and just kept walking.

After walking along a clean path without any monsters, I saw the Demon King Castle.

***

One day, the Demon King thought.

Heroes are born to kill the devil.

The Demon King is born to kill heroes.

So what happens if the hero and the demon king become one side?

***

‘…That can’t be possible.’

This is a ridiculous idea. How could the world do such a stupid thing? The Demon King chuckled.

The world knew. One day, Deonhardt will aim his sword at the Demon King.

And the Demon King, who knew full well that the world was hell-bent on killing him and even wanted to break the bond between the warrior and the Demon King, was convinced the moment Deonhardt became a warrior.

‘Someday he will try to kill me.’

So now the devil waited.

I infuse the demon soldiers with what little magical power I have left and send them to settle down the surviving human kingdoms, hoping that a warrior with a sharp sword will come and kill me.

“…You look good.”

“is it?”

The Fairy King sitting across the table narrowed his eyes, as if feeling uncomfortable with his nonchalant attitude.

Be that as it may, the Demon King leisurely swept down his teacup and glanced at the heads of each race sitting around the table. For some reason, after sending in the troops for the final battle, I noticed the shameless faces of these guys who visited every day and had tea time.

Although the unprecedented situation may have been embarrassing, he was unfazed.

Because I felt like I knew the purpose.

“Maybe it’s because it’s fun to come here every day and leave without much gain.”

“…!”

They must be waiting for the hero to come here.

To be more precise, they are waiting for you to come ‘to kill the Demon King.’

‘Naughty things.’

The Demon King narrowed his eyes.