The Only Ending for the Evil Count Pig Is Destruction

291 – Scene 291# a Warrior Does Not Give Up

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“Ugh…”

Wendy, who had been rolling around in the snow like crazy, came to her senses.

Her whole body felt as if it would break. She was so cold that her body was shaking. I even cried because of her pain. She didn’t want to wake up anymore. But…

“No… Yo… The Count is still… Ugh…”

Wendy used her broken sword as a walking stick to raise herself up. She couldn’t afford to lie down. Because she had to save her master, Tristan, as quickly as possible.

Wendy recalled her strange words.

-Listen carefully. Disciple. The Count’s ego is in a very unstable state. Plus, the devil is involved, so you never know when he might go on a rampage. If you want to save the Count, you must first drive out the devil in his ego.

He added to her with an uncharacteristically serious face.

-If… In the unlikely event that the earl’s ego is taken away by the devil and he becomes the devil… At that time, there is no other way than to defeat the Count with your own hands or for me to seal him.

After hearing her words Wendy thought that if she just defeated the devil, everything would be over.

However, she managed to enter Tristan’s inner world through the magic created by Myohail, and soon ran into difficulties.

“Master… You didn’t tell me about this situation…”

What came into the field of vision of Wendy, who was barely able to stand, was the devil, frozen in place by Tristan’s hand his.

Wendy could tell.

The fact that Tristan finally became the devil. However, she did not even expect Wendy or her to become a demon lord before her body was taken over by the devil.

In the end, she followed Tristan’s plan, so it was as if the reason Wendy had come this far was gone. But now she couldn’t leave. Because she found the dark atmosphere he gave off very unusual.

Tristan’s hands were on fire.

The flame of the abyss began to spread, starting from Ruelberta’s neck

“Huh?!”

Ruelberta gritted her teeth and grabbed Tristan’s arm. Then a bright red flame rose up.

“Burn to death!”

The flames were so fierce that I wondered if this was what would happen if ‘anger’ was symbolized. The flames started from Tristan’s arm and spread towards him. The heat was so hot that it burned her skin.

The flames of the two people intertwined, and soon a dark red flame bloomed. It was a force that never seemed to go out until one of the two burned down.

When Wendy saw that, she thought.

If things continue like this, Tristan has no choice but to lose.

I knew about the devil through her classes and through my work her her her. The gap between humans and demons is large, but demons are truly transcendent beings that cannot be compared. They are far ahead of humans and demons in almost every aspect, starting with strength and magical power, so they are not likened to a natural disaster for no reason.

Especially when looking at the abilities of high-ranking demons, it is no exaggeration to say that they are the closest beings to gods. Therefore, no matter how much Tristan became the devil, it could be dealing be said that he was reckless in with the devil.

However, even while his body was being burned by the devil, Tristan remained calm.

Is it because he has a premonition of death and is resigned to it? That said, what was on his face was neither the fear of death nor the pain of someone being burned alive. It was just empty nothingness.

“Is this your ‘anger’… ? .”

Tristan muttered as he looked at his arm, which was burning red like firewood.

“It can be said that anger sets everything on fire.”

Tristan, who was charred from the elbows down, sentenced in an emotionless voice.

“But it’s meaningless.”

At that moment, Wendy saw clearly.

Tristan’s dark shadow creeps into his body

“K, keaaak!”

Suddenly, a painful scream burst from Ruelberta’s mouth her her. He began to struggle as if his whole body was electrified.

Tristan’s shadow was embedded in the devil’s body. Like spiders that have found their prey, they were sucking something out of the devil’s body.

“Nonsense… ! My ‘anger’… ! ‘Pride’ and ‘jealousy’… ‘Greed’ is being taken away like this?!”

“It’s not taken away. Everything is just being swallowed up in nothingness.”

“What… ?”

“It’s literally like that.”

There was no sign of ridicule or sympathy on Tristan’s face as he said that.

“Nothing is meaningless in the face of ‘despair’.”

“A mere human… ! Even if I become the Demon Lord, there is no way I can surpass this devil! “What are you?”

“…”

“Answer me! What are you… ! “What on earth are you?”

Tristan did not respond to Ruelberta’s cry of astonishment. He just shed tears and shook his head.

“That too is a meaningless question.”

Black tears were flowing down his cheeks. Ruelberta’s expression immediately hardened when she saw those ominous tears.

“For a moment…”

Grumbling.

The demon was engulfed in black flames rising from the shadows. A face contorted in shock and pain burned in the flames of the abyss.

“I curse you! Tristan!”

Ruelberta, who had the same face as Tristan, poured out angry curses.

“I curse your clan, your family, and even your descendants! I will destroy everything about you! And no matter what I do, I will definitely send you to hell!”

“Hell?”

“Okay! If you think this is the end, you are mistaken. I am ‘anger’ that never goes away! “I will curse you again and again even when I return to hell!”

A sneer spread across Ruelberta’s face as he predicted defeat.

“Under! I assure you, you will never escape hell. Good night. Kill it. This is because I’m waiting for you at the bottom of hell!”

“Maybe so. Considering the sins ‘this body’ has committed, it wouldn’t be strange.”

Even after hearing the curse, Tristan opened his mouth quietly without showing any signs of anger.

“But the place you will return to is not hell.”

“What?”

He tightened his grip on his neck and sentenced the devil.

“It is ‘vanity.'”

The abyssal flame that burned even her soul began to burn Ruel Berta. The entire lower body she had already disappeared in black flames.

Only then did she realize her fate and despair flashed in Ruel Berta’s eyes.

“Tristaaan!”

Ruel Berta screams with her hideous features her her her as her skin her her her melts away revealing her bones her her her. His her hand her her, trying to somehow reach out towards Tristan, only scratched the air in vain.

The high heat melted the devil’s skin and crumbled its bones. At some point, what was left in Tristan’s hand was a human figure as black as muddy water.

When I looked closely, I saw that it had the appearance of a boy with horns. Looking at his appearance, he resembled an angel and was spouting all kinds of curses towards Tristan.

It didn’t take long for Wendy to realize that it was the devil’s true form and his ugly soul.

-!!

The flame of the abyss burned in Tristan’s hand. He let out a silent scream and looked coldly at the burning devil’s soul.

Wendy trembled at the terrible scene unfolding before her eyes.

The sight of Tristan ruthlessly burning demons to death before her eyes was a far cry from the count she knew.

‘Devil…’

An evil being that leads the world to destruction and a being that is the complete opposite of a hero.

Tristan ultimately became that kind of person for Wendy.

However, as Wendy saw him transformed into the devil, she felt uncomfortable.

At first glance, he was similar to the usual cold and cynical Tristan, but the vibe he gave off was different.

If he was a scary person before, now he feels like he has changed into a scary ‘something’.

Moreover, Wendy’s senses that she was speaking. He must not be touched or approached… He said to be more dangerous than the devil.

“‘Despair’ is the power that can burn even the soul.”

Tristan muttered in a quiet voice.

There was nothing left in my hands as the fire went out.

The devil was destroyed without even leaving behind a soul.

She should have been happy that she had finally defeated the demon, but Wendy couldn’t.

“Ship, Count… ? Are you okay…?”

When Wendy asked, Tristan did not meet her eyes. I just stood in the middle of a nightmare and stared into space. Then she suddenly coughed.

“Cough… !”

“Wow?! Count…!?”

Tristan coughed and vomited blood.

When Wendy saw the dark red blood pouring over her eyes, she ran to Tristan, forgetting about her pain.

“Are you okay?! Okay, get treatment quickly… !”

“… “And you?”

“Yes… ?”

“Who are you?”

Wendy froze for a moment.

She looked at Tristan again, wondering if she had heard something wrong, but soon realized she had not heard wrong.

Tristan, who was wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, was looking at Wendy as if she was seeing him for the first time.

“Count. It’s me. Wendy… ! The Count’s exclusive maid…”

“Wendy? Exclusive maid?”

Tristan tilted his head as if he couldn’t remember.

When Wendy saw that look, her heart ached.

“What happened… That’s not important now. Cluck cluck…”

Tristan woke up unsteadily.

Coughing repeatedly, he tried to go somewhere.

“Now, wait a minute! Uh, where are you going!?”

“I’m going to get out of here.”

“Yes?”

“And it will plunge everything into despair.”

“!”

It was only after hearing her words that Wendy realized the true nature of the anxiety she had felt earlier.

She was not taken over by the devil, but Tristan was stained with darkness and lost his sense of self. And in the end, he awakened into an evil devil.

“Ah…”

Wendy’s heart broke at the truth she did not want to accept.

The Tristan she knew is now gone.

I will never see her again.

“Count…” Sir… Ugh…”

Tears blurred my vision. I hated breaking up like this. There are so many things I haven’t told him yet… I still have a lot of things to repay for the kindness I received…

Wendy sat down and sobbed as she felt the overwhelming sense of loss.

“I don’t like this… I don’t want to break up like this… Black…”

Rather… If she hadn’t had feelings for him, she wouldn’t have hurt like this.

If it were like before, he might not have been this heartbroken.

I was so scared of him at first. As the owner of a mansion, he spewed harsh words whenever he opened his mouth and cut off employees he didn’t like without hesitation. He was truly a tyrant among tyrants.

Especially for Wendy, a maid full of mistakes, every day felt like walking on thin ice.

But that was Wendy’s mistake.

He was cold and cold in front of her, but behind her her her her back her her her, he cared for her and cared for her more than anyone else… He was the only man of her.

Wendy remembered.

The face of the man who held out his hand to her as she frightened and trembled on the steps to her library of truth.

-I don’t trust you?

-Then trust me.

It felt like a bright light was shining into her life, which had always been dark and gloomy.

It was a moment she would never forget in her life.

Moreover, when her Wendy was trapped within her barrier of Jormungand, he risked his own life to come and rescue her. He didn’t give up on her.

“Give up…” I didn’t…”

Wendy unconsciously mumbled the thoughts in her head. She then staggered out of her seat.

Maybe there is still a chance.

Tristan has only lost his ego his, but his body his his his is still alive. His heart stopped once when he fell into hell and lost consciousness.

Looking back, things may be better now than they were then. In addition, didn’t Tristan revive the annihilation maids?

It’s too early to give up.

Just as Tristan didn’t give up on Wendy, she won’t give up on him either. No, she can’t give up.

“Count…”

Wendy wiped away her tears.

If Tristan had seen him, he would have said that even though his body had grown, he was still a crybaby.

Wendy blocked Tristan’s path as he looked for a way out.

“What’s going on?”

“I know a way out… !”

“What is that-“

“But I won’t tell you!”

“… ?”

Wendy felt like crying again as she saw Tristan’s eyes her, which she seemed to be looking at a stranger.

But she held back and opened her mouth again.

“Count… “Can you hear me?”

“…”

“Don’t be distressed. Count… What I saw earlier wasn’t the Count’s despair… So what?!”

At that moment, Tristan’s hand roughly grabbed Wendy’s delicate neck hers.

“If you’re going to disturb me, get out of the way.”

“Oh, no… Sis, I hate it… Before we get the Count back…”

“If you don’t get out of the way, we will just burn you to death.”

Tristan glared at her with eyes colder than her ice. He is the man who burned and killed the demon a while ago without even blinking. What he says is definitely not a bluff.

But Wendy had already made up her mind.

“No, I do not want…” . I don’t want to die… !”

Wendy squeezed all her remaining strength and shouted at the man she liked so much.

“My gentle Count… I won’t get out of the way until you give it back… !”

*

How much time has passed?

When I opened my eyes, I couldn’t see anything.

As if I had fallen to the bottom of hell, there was only darkness around me.

It was so dark that I couldn’t even tell if my eyes were open or closed.

I had a rough idea of where this place was.

Considering that my body doesn’t hurt at all, I guess I’m really dead.

“Ha…”

I felt something strange.

There was no need to act so emotionally. Even if it was due to lack of sensitivity, using up the ‘despair’ that consumed one’s life in a fit of anger was no different from suicide.

But… When I think about it again, I think there was no other way. If I hadn’t come forward, Wendy would have probably died at the hands of Ruelberta.

However, since I saved her, which is her her her her death flag her, and I died in her her place her her her her, there is no special prayer for her her.

“Am I a failure after coming all this way… ? .”

I couldn’t help but feel sad because I felt like I had failed so close to my nose. But it wasn’t as disappointing as I thought.

What should I say?

I feel very tired.

Should I say I’m getting old? I feel like I’ve lived for hundreds of years. I lost strength. Should I at least sleep like this? .

While I was thinking about that, my vision became brighter.

“?!”

Suddenly the darkness turned into bright light and I had to cover my eyes as I was so-called blinded.

I wanted to curse and ask what kind of guy suddenly turned on the light, but I held back. Because I’ll be the only one here anyway.

As I was rubbing my eyes, I heard a voice from behind me.

“There is no one more suitable for a villain than my brother.”

“Huh?”

It was a nostalgic voice that somehow stimulated nostalgia.

When I turned around, I could see the hair flowing down to my shoulders. And the moment I saw the face of the woman with that hair, I mumbled her name.

“Jeong So-ra…”

“Long time no see. “Oppa.”

My sister was there.