The mournful Fan's final cry echoed. In the pure white world, it was impossible to tell whether it was a physical attack or severe pain that hit the whole body.

Can't see anything, can't feel anything. Only pain is allowed to exist. Even the feeling that he was still holding a spear disappeared, and he was wielding it casually.

It had no effect. On the contrary, the pain all over my body continued to intensify.

--Do not make jokes.

A surge of anger crawled up inside. The last memories of his once-dead self were filled with incomprehensible despair. Can't even try to survive being killed by unknown people for no reason and want to live even more.

Why yourself?

Although I am dissatisfied, I have been working hard to live.

Life has just begun. I am trying my best to live, but when I face death, I have no memory. This is really enough. Perhaps there is such a desire to be alive again.

The existence of "Devil King" has prepared a container for his soul. Anyone who is happy can still live. Moreover, this time it was given the power to overwhelm humans.

Fan swears in his heart. Use this power for the "Demon King". In response to the being who helped him survive his misfortune, he was killed for no reason.

Such ideas are now being trampled upon. Like that disaster day, nothing can be done?

No, anyone who opens his eyes and denies this view has power.

On that day, I wasn’t myself who couldn’t do anything. Full of strength, twisted and displayed.

"Don't underestimate me, human being!!" Fan's whole body burned. The flames spread quickly, spreading into the air and space, and the scorching sound echoed.

Because there is so much heat, space is distorted.

"Alien Red Flame!"

From expansion to explosion. A wide range, spreading flames turned purple. The flames distort the surrounding light and form cracks in the space.

The barrier collapsed, and the cracks became larger and larger, destroying the barrier like fragments. Then, the barrier was completely broken, and in front of Fan's sight was the incinerated armor and the image of Leot surrounded by flames.

That Leot's eyes were dull, and he was obviously on the verge of death.

"Take care of you!" Fan gasped, preparing the trident at the same time, but there was a slight impact in an instant. Leot looked and saw the blade of the assault spear in front of him.

"...ah."

Leot slowly turned around and saw the scarred Sieg piercing his chest from behind with an assault spear. Sieg's armor also melted a little, and the weak flames were still trembling.

Leot understood quickly. Fan bravely accepted the magic, only to let his guard down when he followed through. However, despite being seriously injured, he did not flinch. This man has overcome even death.

Fan grabbed the blade of the submachine gun with his trembling left hand.

"You guy..." Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Why...has it come to this?" Sieg looked at Fan with a blank look. His vision was blurry, but he could still see Fan smiling and shaking.

"I am the 'Emperor's Sword'."

The answer is not an answer, but it contains the correct answer. The sword exists to kill, pierce and repel foreign enemies. Even if the body is rotten and the blade is mutilated, the emperor's enemies will be pierced by him.

Feeling this determination to destroy, Fan burst into laughter, his heart filled with joy.

I once had nothing, but I clung to life and lived courageously. That kind of self was unjustly killed and unjustly resurrected.

For such an insignificant existence, two warriors actually responded to him with all their might. This made Fan feel happy. The trident in Fan's right hand disappeared.

When he turned to Sieg, his face looked light: "You win. Bastard." The smile was stained with black, and dissipated like an explosion, a boring ending.

Sieg's submachine gun and armor also disappeared, and he began to fall. At this moment, Leot, who was flying over, took control of Sieg and carried him on his back: "Sigur, you are so powerful."

He was also seriously injured, so Leot flew swaying and said weakly. Sieg smiled after hearing it: "No, no, I would have died without you."

"That's the result of mutual aid." After Leot finished speaking, he looked up at the space where Fan disappeared: "If you hadn't knocked him down there, Zig, I would have been doomed."

"Well, let's take it that way." Zig responded, and the two laughed together. Leot turned his gaze to the battlefield in the distance: "Is everything okay there?"

Sieg also followed Leot and looked behind him. Being carried on the shoulders, the sky and the earth were turned upside down.

"The auras of the 'Devil King' and Renault have disappeared, but it should be fine, right? After all, Renault has a group of friends."

Leot looked at Sieg with some surprise: "You really trust them."

"Partners of those monsters."

"Ah haha, indeed."

"Besides, you said it yourself."

"Um?"

"This is not trust."

Leot's eyes widened at this answer, and he laughed after a moment of silence. Then he said, "I think we could be good friends."

Zig responded with a smile, but fell into silence for a few seconds. Then he spoke again: "What's your name?"

Leot looked down at Sieg with wide eyes. After a while, he smiled and said: "I am Leot, Sieg."

Alice even felt uneasy about the boy standing in front of her. A few minutes ago, Alice walked towards the rear of the Imperial Army and was greeted by the store manager, Ivan and others, and went to the central tent to confirm the battle situation.

Imperial soldiers were brutally defeated by monsters and needed help. Alice frowned when she saw the haphazardly arranged tents and the knights lying on the ground.

She felt that this war was just simple killing, and that there was nothing worthwhile to gain from this stupid fight.

Alice has questions when she hears from Raynor about the person who started the fight.

Kamiya, he is the reincarnation that Renault once mentioned that he wanted "revenge".

Why would he want this to happen?

Can't understand his thinking. He hurts people and kills. What is he pursuing?

"Miss Alice, please go this way."

Pulled hastily by the store manager, Alice walked forward. As a guard, Ivan also followed, but Alice suddenly stopped.

"Miss Alice?"

When the store manager turned around, Alice's eyes were already looking back. Ivan also followed her gaze with the store manager and looked at the entrance of the camp, where a battle was taking place.

Standing there was a young man. He was wrapped in a green robe and his hood was pulled back deeply. This teenager is not like the others in the scene.

People around him were too busy to notice the boy, and some even passed by him.

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