129 Epilogue: The end of the journey

Then, at the dawn of the night, peace returned to [Decent].

The inhabitants of the city were unaware of the terrible prospect of being kept secret by themselves, or of the fact that it had been stopped at the end of the impending world.

Now that the mayor has been murdered, there will soon be a replacement.

Once Descend was an outpost with the Demon King. But the fear engraved therein, and the blood flowing therefrom, at the end of many years, became nothing but a story.

A person's life is short. No matter how scared you are, your memories will eventually weather. That's what you need to be most careful about fighting the endless undead.

Given the circumstances, there is no doubt that the Mayor was deceived by the Hand of the Shadow King and contributed to the resurrection of the King, but it would not have been possible immediately after the war.

A room in the city hall. Hearing the end of the affair from Ruffley, Kainushi laughed as if he had killed his voice.

"Kuku... without the Mayor who took the lead in combating vampires..."

Vampire control costs money. It takes money to flush the water, and it's hard to find the right cross that works for both silver and vampires. For this reason, vampire countermeasures in most cities are not adequate.

In the first place, if we do everything we can, there are plenty of hands to break in - like this one.

While Luffleigh and the others were fighting, they were exploring the Mayor's Mansion and City Hall to gather evidence.

With the prestige of the Knights of End, it's not hard to tell exactly what happened in this city.

Memories and fears are weathered, but passing them on step by step is a field of expertise for people with short lives.

The mercenaries who visited the castle with Senli were safe.

They were running away watching the monsters emerge, but they will also convey the fear of the undead.

No matter how many monsters the King of the Dead used.

"Are you sure that man was destroyed?

Aruba stares at Ruffley, an eye-catching girl standing still near a canine.

I have sharp eyes. It used to be powered by the curse, but even after it was lifted, the war didn't change.

"No doubt, he transported Senli to the city, sunshine and ashes. Right in front of the city guards."

"... chi"

Nevira was so annoyed, she whispered loudly. The sharp eyes were running bloody, but there was no curse.

There's no way I can get it out. Even if the opponent was undead, if he saved and destroyed Senli, how could he fool his death with his inability to move at the heart of the matter?

It is clear from the sight of the battle against the Shadow King that Senli has not lost the power of Blessing.

END BALON - Former Riel Formet was undead and survived to the end as a human being.

It was a heterogeneous undead. And it was a terrible undead. That young man will have a long story to tell in the Knights of the End.

I'm not happy with that.

"... I don't need any exceptions! Dammit! Now he's staying in Senli's heart."

The anger in Nevilla's expression was endless.

Ruffley and the others were rescued because the vampires listened to their last words and the soldiers came around.

It wasn't as strong as Senli, but Ruffrey and the others were squeezing their strength to the limit. I don't know what would have happened if the King of the Shadows had been left alone in that land for a long time.

If a vampire comes out, you can kill him. But we can't destroy any more destroyed vampires.

If the Knights of the End killed them, they were enemies, even if they kept their hearts. But what can the Knights of the End do if they choose to die to protect others?

It meant total defeat.

No exceptions can be made. Vampires are cunning, and many end knights have been deceived and killed by pretending vampires.

Even if one of a thousand vampires had a human heart, all Luffries could do was purify it.

Kaijushi put his hand on his chin and narrowed his eyes.

"Hmm... then why don't you stay with the princess? It would be a shame to break her qualities."

"She needs time."

Having been treated and managed to survive nine deaths, Senli was fully recovering in a short period of time with the blessing she had before her. But the mind is different.

After hearing about the situation from Ruffrey, Senli said "yes" and looked stunned all the time.

Apparently, Senli and End were doing better than we expected.

Whatever you say, it must be one of the reasons Nevilla's frustrated feelings. But don't worry.

"Besides, let me make this clear. I'm not breaking it."

Senli Silvis is strong and merciful.

She will fight. It's so powerful, even if it's full of scratches. Therefore, Ephesus of Destruction recommended her to first class.

End's death would have had a huge impact on Senri. She will never forget the young man who helped herself and died outside the battle.

But she already has enough strength to keep fighting no matter what the tragedy.

Senli Silvis is the knight of the end of life. It was too noble and too pathetic.

And sadly, this world is not peaceful so long as she doesn't have to fight.

So Luffrey changed his expression. I look at catfish with serious eyes.

"The age of darkness is coming... now is a milestone. Kainashi, you'll be busy too."

"Kuku... I'm not a warrior."

The times are thriving and failing, and there are milestones in the fight against darkness.

The Shadow King, who was supposed to perish once, came to life incompletely. The King of the Pile is still under the rush of the Knights of the End, but he is expanding his forces.

A rare vampire with a human heart died.

And - Master, who once wanted the name of the mightiest Knight of the End - the Epe of Destruction will not be far away.

It seems that he was originally expecting death. Therefore, I was training my apprentice.

Even if the answer is no, I can't help but feel the transition.

Epe was a deterrent. As his death approached, the powerful and intelligent undead waited.

There will be a big fight.

And it's impossible that there isn't a girl on the spot who's kinder than anyone else.

"Let's get back to HQ. I can't spend any time grieving."

"Reforge. Next time, I need the help of a vampire."

Nevira declared loudly with dull and shining eyes in Ruffley's words.

§ § §

Until ten days ago, everything was lost from where the old castle stood.

Each of the hills that had been built had collapsed, causing the surrounding forests to swallow up, and all that had been there was desolate land like the scars of disaster.

Crescent night.

Due to the powerful atmosphere, several black things descended from the sky into its ruined land, where the voice of insects could not even be heard.

It was... a bat.

Multiple giant bats, about 30 centimeters in length, gather, solidify, and change as if guided by the will of someone.

I didn't expect this to happen...

The cold voice echoed in silence.

What appeared was a girl with red hair that looked like blood.

Wearing a dark cloak, she has an unusual atmosphere, but her expression looks terribly disgusting.

Sable Blood Pane. A vampire who serves the King of the Pile walks through the wasteland.

Beyond that was the sword.

In the heart of the wasteland, a sword was pierced like a tombstone.

Patterns, Tsubaki, and blades come out of huge crystals, and black-colored blades convey unknown wonders.

Obviously it wasn't just a sword.

But nobody took the sword that pierced the ground.

Soldiers who came to investigate after the battle, and wild horses who came to hear that the castle had collapsed. And even the Knight of the End.

What was thrown from the sword was an intense curse. Even without knowledge, living beings will understand the danger instinctively.

A curse is a thought. It's an intense affection enough to break into the rules of the world.

And the curse of the sword was cast by the king of the dead.

It was also the product of a powerful curse, and even a powerful curse resistant Sable could not have touched the sword.

Sable did not see the moment of battle. I didn't get my strength back in time.

But I can predict what happened. I have also collected information in the city of DESEND .

"Fighting an ancient king is a terrible man, End Baron."

The situation far exceeded Sable's expectations.

As for Sable, it would have been nice if we had separated the End and the End Knight. To do this, I used the new Knight of the End that appeared.

I knew something was going on at [Decend], but I didn't care about that.

No wonder the purpose of the ritual was the resurrection of the King of the False Shadow, and the end that showed so much survival instinct would disappear.

"Scouts fail? But you should think you're lucky."

End Baron is out of hand. Probably can't be manipulated by Sable's master.

Not to mention that End was completely in love with the Knight of the End.

In some cases, they were supposed to fight about the Knights of the End.

He broke Sable's double even though he was still immature. I'd rather die than be an enemy.

A bouquet of flowers was placed in front of the sword. The knight of the end of that woman must have placed it.

Vampires with only ashes left. The proof of battle is the tombstone.

Perhaps, years or decades later, when the curse on the sword faded somewhat, those who specialize in cursing would come to collect it.

Looking down at the flowers, Sable sighs.

"Oh dear, the order has failed. Don't let my husband cage you....."

Signs of a major battle had already emerged. We need a little more power.

An instinct to continue to fight without choosing a means, a desire for survival. I could have been a strong ally. If we were fighting together, maybe we could have been friends.

Finally, Sable looked at the sword and murmured.

"It's stupid to have a long life and fall in love with the living. With all that power... King. We're going..."

Turn your body into a bat. Bones, meat, a cloak made of blood. In an instant, when he turned into a bat, Sable disappeared into the moonless sky.

§ § §

Two shadows were quietly moving through the dark forest.

It's a big shadow over two meters and a shadow a minute smaller than that. There is no moon in the sky, and the surrounding darkness is really close, but its legs are not dangerous.

"So, what do you think?

"Well, wait. I thought it smelled like years ago."

The voice of a rushing woman answers as if the voice of a drooling man were stunned.

The huge shadow approaches the ground and crawls.

And suddenly, the road opened.

Wasteland was spreading. The sound of the birds disappearing from the insects that had been heard so far.

A single sword pierces the center, surrounded by a rope fence - a simple boundary.

There is no weed growing on the ground, and according to information I heard in the city of [Decend], it is caused by the curse of the sword.

Looking carefully around, he finally turned to the sword and trembled with a big shadow.

"... really..."

"Come on, get out of here!"

A powerful curse that can be seen at a glance will not even reach those who are interested.

In fact, the sword has a powerful curse, but there are no victims. Because nobody tried to touch it.

That's probably why the enclosure is just a precaution, not even a watch.

But the smell is still on the sword.

A small shadow gently kicks the waist of a large shadow.

"Nh... why are you letting me go?!

"You don't have to be so scared, do you? I don't usually curse werewolves..."

"If you say so, it won't work for the devil! Today, the moon hasn't come out, so I can't help it!

A woman sighed at the man who made a sad voice that did not fit the giant body.

"I'm not going back at all because I'm being sucked by my power..."

"All right... damn, the smell's getting stronger and stronger - no way - oh, I can feel it..."

Continue to crawl the ground. Pulling through the layers of rope and pulling the tip of its nose closer to the sword's stuck ground, it stretches out its fearful fat arm.

Speak with a voice that feels like a fever.

"I'm here... I'm here, I smell it, Monica. It took me three years. At last, we have arrived. I've arrived."

Your voice was trembling. In the darkness, your shining eyes narrowed into fear and excitement.

The hand of a beast with bristles scratches the soil hard.

"Oh, Oliver, dig carefully, dig carefully..."

"Oh, I know. Dammit, let's solve the transformation..."

Rough, windy breathing. After digging for a meter, the hand stopped.

"Found it!"

Carefully lift it out of the hole.

It was the size of a fist. The color is black that reminds me of darkness. Cold, soft, and - indeed, pulsating in Oliver's hand.

It was a heart. An immortal heart that keeps alive even after being cut off.

"Three years. Rumors of extinction were heard three years ago. That's impossible."

I didn't expect to be found. I found it.

It's a miracle. Vampires certainly have a high immortality, but they can't live forever under the ground that's not a coffin.

But I didn't feel any strength, but my heart was definitely still alive. I couldn't move a step, I couldn't regenerate, I could kill a child - but perhaps if Oliver and the others hadn't come, I would have spent a long time underground.

Your hands and arms tremble. The ruthless glances we once met. A young ancestor (Ancestor) who killed the Lord of Oliver and destroyed the Rhinel army alone.

The fear is firmly engraved in Oliver, who became a werewolf with the power of a vampire.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

Ah...

Monica slashes her arm with a knife, without hesitation, by a demon who was once sucked in by the young man and left powerless.

A little black blood fell on my heart.