The Betrayed Devil No Longer Hides His Power

19 – Trickster, Trickster, Mindless 8

The downpour,

The mud that swallows the whole body.

And… The hand of death rising from within

A new life as a dead person that follows immediately.

Watching the four different high-ranking magics complete a single result, I truly felt refreshed.

Something even an ordinary archmage wouldn’t dare to attempt.

That’s how, with the authority that was possible only because he was the Demon King, he changed over 2000 adventurers.

I suddenly asked, looking at Fenrir who had been unable to calm down.

“… Where are you uncomfortable?”

“Ah… no. That… just… It’s just that it’s a little sore.”

To my question, Fenrir answered with a slight turn of his head.

For a moment, somehow, it looked like her eyes were burning red, but I soon thought it was just an illusion.

It was Fenrir, no one else.

A female warrior who always has an exciting and bright image,

A person who only sheds laughter, not tears.

There was no reason for her, who was always the same in her original work and in reality, to shed tears while watching a scene like this.

“It seems to be coming to an end.”

“Okay, I’ll leave the rest to you. However, I will not tolerate carelessness until the end.”

“Of course. Go away, Fenrir.”

“Huh?… Ugh… Huh! Gotta go! Don’t go! Because I have to pay for the humiliation I have suffered so far!”

Fenrir smiled brightly, as if to show that my earlier question was an illusion.

Watching the two break through the messed up enemy lines with Hella like that, I quietly started to think about the next thing.

As in the past, the power of the demon king is still overwhelming.

Unfortunately, however, there was a limit to achieving perfect revenge with only one person’s strength.

Unlike the original work, the solid shield of the Demon Kingdom was now broken and divided.

Even if it destroys the world,

I had no intention of accepting the sacrifice of the people in the process.

Perfect revenge is taking everything the enemy has and not losing anything you own.

Now that the first step towards this is coming to an end,

I looked at the place filled with countless undead and smiled coldly.

*

The scene in front of you.

A figure clearly visible to her, a demon who can see through her darkness.

It is… There were countless people who died without even being able to scream.

Sinking into the collapsing ground, dying humans without even being able to scream.

Humans who died that way soon rose as undead.

Immediately, he swung his weapon at his comrades struggling nearby.

At first glance, it was a simple yet empty scene,

This figure is for her…

For Fenrir…

It gave me a deep impression.

Her heart was overflowing with uncontrollable emotions.

My heart is pounding and the tip of my nose is frowning.

It wasn’t just the joy of winning.

It is… Emotions that have been suppressed for so long…

I couldn’t bear to tell others.

She was only due to the burden on her heart.

A whopping 2000 elite adventurers.

Those who belong to the adventurer’s guild of Sagunto Castle have been like a wall that Fenrir can never overcome for the past few months.

Adventurers who have been defending Sagunto and at the same time periodically subjugating nearby demons.

The demons who managed to form a colony in their attack were brutally slaughtered.

For justice, the wife of the name Demons who were mercilessly slaughtered.

In response, Fenrir, who had the power to call her troops, struggled to stop it.

She Her individual fighting power was beyond the power of even the strongest, including Antonis.

However, no matter how much Fenrir drove her enemies, she alone could not overcome overwhelming numbers.

Above all, she is a person who has risen to the present position only with fire-like bravery and strength.

She was far from her intelligence and cunning, but on the other hand, she knew how to use this aspect of her against cunning humans.

After all, no matter how hard she swings her sword, no matter how many enemies she slashes.

The ending that Fenrir meets at the end is,

She left countless corpses of her kind behind and retreated while shedding tears of blood.

The emotion that bent and dug into her heart every time.

It is…

She felt a sense of despair that she could not do anything in the end.

Master of the Valley of Flame.

One of the three strongest players in the Demon Kingdom.

Despite such grandiose modifiers,

After all, so far nothing she has done right.

The Demon Kingdom collapsed helplessly.

The demons are being trampled on and dying by the filthy free races.

At the scene of the disaster, she could only helplessly watch it.

This is the same even after recovering from despair and barely getting up.

The vengeance against dirty people has repeatedly failed,

The people he saved at most died helplessly, like water running out of his hands.

Rebuilding the Demon Kingdom with her power…

She couldn’t even do the right thing to save the people.

However, even so, Fenrir couldn’t express this to anyone.

Because that was the only thing she could do.

Being a little bit of support to the people who are anxious and the subordinates who are struggling.

Because that was the only thing that stupid and incompetent girl could do at all.

And.

Every time I swallow this unspeakable pain.

The image of a person always came to her mind.

Demon King Arcadia.

The existence that led the foolish woman,

The only person she could truly rely on.

The absolute monarch to whom she swore allegiance,

An existence she could not protect in the end.

When I found out that that person had returned,

Fenrir was afraid.

She ruined her master’s plans from the start.

Fortunately, it came back as a result of the phone call.

Nevertheless, in the heart of Fenrir, who was smiling brightly, there was still a fear that was hard to shake off.

That’s too ugly…

About her shabby result, which is hard to say proudly.

However,

What came out of the mouth of the owner who saw this…

It was her praise for her.

No sign of anger or disappointment…

Rather, his words seemed to gently caress her hidden pain.

Starting with comforting her heart that was so painful, the owner changed everything for her.

It gave her a way back to her life, which she couldn’t even find a direction for.

For her, she started taking care of her affairs neatly, which she hadn’t even thought of.

And now.

At one gesture from the owner,

The source of the pain that dug into her heart…

Watching thousands of adventurers disappear.

Fenrir made a resolution in her heart.

That she needed that person in her life.

Her eternal lord,

The only person she can trust and rely on.

And, a man who can really make her smile, not just her fake smile.

So, with her thoughts about him in her heart,

Fenrir arrived there with Hela.

A place where the product of her master’s meticulous consideration is present.

Directly by her hand.

To the place where this work can be concluded.

“Be prepared. Antonis!”

*

Two female demons in front of you.

A figure with brown skin and holding a greatsword blazing with flames.

Fenrir, the master of the Valley of Flame.

He had dealt with her countless times, but seeing her look even more terrifying today, Antonis could not help but automatically frown at her.

“It’s fortunate, to be honest, I was worried that it might have already been eaten.”

“Did you say Antonis? Indeed, his life is as tough as his dirty deeds.”

In contrast to Fenrir, a being holding a small dagger that shines softly on his white skin.

Following Fenrir, looking at her, you can tell that she is a very powerful person, just by looking at her,

Antonis, who was wearing pajamas, hurriedly pulled out the sword lying next to the bed.

“Ha! Okay… You are that dancer. I was going to find you when the battle started, but thank you for showing up like this!”

Antonis speaks with a confident voice.

In his voice, it was as if he could sense the confidence that these two guys were nothing and that he would trample them lightly if they attacked.

However,

As Antonis said this, his heart was filled with anxiety.

‘f*ck… What a case of a dog like this…

He didn’t know exactly, but he knew that the outside situation wasn’t good in many ways.

But more serious than that was the situation he was in right now.

The Fenrir right in front of you is an existence that Antonis cannot handle even if all of his colleagues work together, let alone Antonis.

With that alone, there is no answer, but the famous dancer was with her.

If only these two guys could be defeated, it would be possible to turn the tide of the battle in an instant, but Antonis himself knew better that such a thing would not be possible.

So even if I get down on my knees and beg for my life, there is no answer.

Thus, Antonis tried to devise a way out of this situation somehow, while bluffing as much as possible.

‘That… That’s right… I’ll use that method here…’

Then.

“To burn the will to fight even in this situation, is it the basics of being a warrior?”

“Don’t talk nonsense, Fenrir. That guy is a vicious scum who has committed and killed innocent young demons. He deserves a painful death.”

A dancer who expresses clear hatred.

And as if to answer this…

Fenrir began to smile, full of terrifying intent to kill.

“Of course, I know it well. Didn’t you come all the way here to do that in the first place? In order to put an end to that garbage… “

After those words, the two of them begin to release even stronger magic power.

Antonis’ face began to be covered with fear that he could not hide from the power that made his skin tingle just by simply facing him.

“Don’t worry. I’ll answer all of you in return so far, and I’ll destroy it very thoroughly.”