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Chapter 153 : The Underworld (4)
Boom!
“Gak!”
A fist boiling like lava slammed into the back of the Dark Elf Queen Conia’s head.
Conia, who had been about to rush forward, lost her balance and fell to the floor.
‘What?’
Е̊ n u̇ mа̄ .i̇ d̈
Even Edward, who was not easily surprised, was startled. The King of the Fire Spirits had attacked his own contractor.
Although the fire spirits were notorious for their foul tempers, they were still spirits. All spirits cherished their contractors dearly. John’s spirit, Airy, also threw her whole body to block if John was in danger.
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But that crazy bastard had not only not protected his master, but had also slammed her in the back of the head.
“Grrr…”
Conia staggered to her feet. Although smoke was rising from the back of her head, it seemed it was not a fatal wound.
“Graaaah!”
Е ñ um̃а. іď
Suddenly, she let out a monstrous roar and rushed at Ifrit. Her explosive movements were like those of a real beast.
Ifrit began to fight with his crazy master, swinging his fiery fists.
‘No, why are they fighting amongst themselves?’
A person strong enough to be called Baal’s right hand had not only lost her reason while fighting, but was also grappling with the spirit she had summoned.
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Edward, who had lost his will to fight in his bewilderment, watched the fight with the feeling of watching a fire across the river.
‘He’s pretty good.’
Ѐṅ úm̂а
At first, they had fought on equal terms, but gradually, Ifrit became disadvantaged. Although Ifrit’s attack power seemed stronger, he could not catch up with Conia in speed.
“Conia! Stop!”
It seemed Ifrit had no intention of killing Conia in the first place. He just tried to stop her.
On the other hand, Conia blatantly tried to kill Ifrit. She only focused on the core in his heart, where the spirit’s life was contained.
“Help me!”
Suddenly, Ifrit shouted.
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“Me?”
“Is there anyone else here besides Your Majesty!”
Although Conia had not recognized Edward as the Demon King, it seemed Ifrit was different.
Seeing a spirit who had a different opinion from its master even in a place like this, he couldn’t help but laugh.
“Isn’t it all because of Your Majesty that Conia has become like this! Take responsibility!”
Ifrit shouted, frantically waving his arms to shake off Conia’s attack.
Ẅѐ b̄ ñо̄ v̊ е l Е̊ ñ u m̊а̃
“What are you talking about?”
“Have you forgotten! Isn’t it because of the madness she got from fighting in Your Majesty’s place that she has become like this!”
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It was the first time he had heard of it.
“Fighting in my place?”
“Ugh! I’ll explain later, so don’t just watch and help me!”
Due to Conia’s concentrated attacks, Ifrit was already a mess.
Ӗ n̂üm а. і d̀
The flames that had been burning like a volcanic crater and had been heating up the entire great hall had also diminished.
Since Edward also had no intention of killing Conia, he decided to accept Ifrit’s proposal.
“Graaaah!”
He slowly approached the rampaging Conia from behind.
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Since she was preoccupied with Ifrit, it was not difficult to close the distance.
But since she kept running around like crazy, it was not easy to find the timing to attack.
E nũm̈ ӓ .і d̃
Although it was easy to kill her, Edward’s purpose was to knock her out. The situation was made even more difficult because Conia, who had noticed Edward’s approach, occasionally counterattacked.
“Don’t defend and give me your body!”
“What?”
Ifrit flinched in bewilderment.
“I will strike Conia when she aims for you.”
“But…”
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Hesitation could be seen in Ifrit’s blazing eyes.
For a so-called spirit king, he was surprisingly timid.
“You can be revived as long as there is a spark, even if you are annihilated, so what are you hesitating for!”
“Don’t talk so carelessly just because it’s someone else’s story! Do you know how much it hurts!”
“I am also a body that has died and has been revived. Try it. It doesn’t hurt that much.”
Although a person and a spirit were clearly different beings, Edward didn’t care.
Е n üm а
“…”
“Are you going to let your master die?”
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“…I understand.”
Ifrit, who had somehow been protecting the core that contained his life despite Conia’s continuous attacks, opened his chest wide.
“Graaaah!”
Conia stabbed her sword into the core as if she had been waiting.
Еṅũm ӑ. і̇ d̃
At that very moment, Edward added aura to the hilt of his sword, which had been hardened with petrification magic, and slammed it on the back of Conia’s head.
Thwack!
The body of the rampaging Conia finally went limp.
Since she had been hit once by Ifrit and the damage had accumulated, it must have been difficult for her to endure being hit in the same place again.
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The fact that Ifrit had cut off the mana that the elf race borrowed from the spirits must have also affected her defense.
“Grrr…”
W̆ѐ b̂ n̊ о̂v̀еl̈ E ńū m̊â
Ifrit, whose core had been attacked, rapidly shrank and became as small as a bonfire.
As befitting a spirit king, he had not been completely annihilated even though he had received a fatal wound. But perhaps because he had lost his strength, he was continuously getting smaller.
Edward approached Conia and checked her condition. Although she was still breathing, her injuries were severe, so it would take some time for her to wake up.
“Now, tell me.”
He asked Ifrit.
“What do you mean?”
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“What do you mean, Conia fought in my place?”
Ifrit’s red eyes glared at Edward. Edward also glared back. After a long staring contest, Ifrit lowered his eyes.
His eyeballs throbbed after staring at the blazing pupils for a long time.
“I do not know why you are asking such a question. Your Majesty knows better than anyone else.”
“I have lost a part of my memory due to the aftereffects of reincarnation. Explain.”
“Your Majesty started a war and then just stood by with your arms crossed. Even though you had to fight the humans, you did not welcome the fight. Conia has been staining her hands with blood in Your Majesty’s place every time. She has been staining them with too much blood for a long time.”
Wе̃ b̂ ñо v́ е̂_l̊ Ӗ n ú m а
Ifrit’s voice was full of resentment. It was resentment towards the one who had made his master into that state.
Thinking about it carefully, Baal had not come to the forefront much in the war five hundred years ago.
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The ones who had fought against the anti-Demon King allied forces on the battlefield were not the Demon King, but his subordinates. Among them, the most famous was Conia.
“Why didn’t you want to fight the humans?”
“Conia will answer that.”
Ifrit, who had been reduced to the level of embers, left those words and completely died down.
Е̇ ń u̇ m ӑ . іd̂
* * *
Conia came to her senses in her room.
“Your Highness?”
Her subordinates, who were surrounding the bed, looked down at Conia with worried eyes.
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“How much time has passed?”
“Five hours have passed since you collapsed.”
Е̃ n ŭ ṁ a .і̌d̂
Conia, who had gotten up, checked her wounds.
Perhaps because her subordinates’ treatment had worked properly, there were no major wounds.
The back of her head was throbbing, but she didn’t know the cause. She remembered being cornered while fighting, but she didn’t know what had happened after that.
“Did I fall into madness again?”
The subordinates exchanged glances.
“Answer me.”
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“…Yes.”
Conia let out a low sigh.
She had experienced numerous wars for thousands of years. It was a life where she could not help but get used to the sensation of slaughter.
If you roamed the battlefields for just ten years, you would be able to kill someone with a natural and comfortable heart, as if you were breathing.
These were things that even experienced humans experienced.
But they would not know. That when the number of slaughters increased exponentially, another hell would unfold. And that that hell would never end.
W̆ӗ bn̈о v̀е̊ l̇ Е n ů mа
The madness had begun when the number of slaughters had surpassed the thousands. When the fight became long or difficult, she would be engulfed in madness like the warriors of the north.
In that state of having lost her reason, she had slaughtered her enemies. When she came to her senses, she would find herself sitting on top of a mountain of corpses, covered in blood.
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‘Your Majesty…’
Conia had originally loved peace and had been timid. The reason she had learned the sword was purely to be recognized by Baal.
Although she had not wanted a life on the battlefield, she could not stop. Because she did not want the being she respected and admired to stain his hands with blood.
Conia had considered it an honor to stain her hands with blood in Baal’s place. That’s why she had willingly walked that path, knowing that it was a path of penance.
Е̄.ñ.ú m.ӑ . і̇ d
But Baal had committed suicide because he could not endure the contradiction, and the blood and madness Conia had been stained with had not received any compensation.
‘Have you really returned?’
After Baal fell, Conia had led her subordinates and had gone down to the underworld. Although individual dark elves were stronger than humans, the number of humans was overwhelmingly large. If they had settled on the surface, they would have been destroyed by the attacks of the humans.
The underworld was not an easy place either. The numerous races and forces that had become one under Baal’s flag had lost their focal point and had turned their swords on each other. It was something that would not have happened if Baal had been there.
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Conia had stood on the battlefield again for the survival of her own kind. After a desperate bloody battle for hundreds of years, the dark elves had become the rulers of the underworld.
As a price, Conia’s madness had reached a point where it could not be cured. After going crazy in the last battle and even hurting her subordinates, she had avoided battle as much as possible.
Е̃ǹù m_а̀ .і d̄
Since she had pacified the underworld, there was no need to fight.
But recently, the situation had changed.
The arachne tribe, which had been like a vassal state of the dark elves, had migrated to the surface. When she had sent a spy up, they had brought back the shocking news that the Demon King’s castle had awakened.
According to the information the spies had gathered, a mere human named Edward Griffith was using the legacy of the Demon King.
It was a family Conia also knew well. Because they had been the human force that had inflicted the most damage on the Demon King’s army five hundred years ago. It had been Isaac Griffith who had cut Baal’s throat, although it had been like suicide.
She could not tolerate the descendant of her enemy disturbing the rest of her master.
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Although she had tried to send an assassin, she had felt a sense of foreboding. She could not believe that a mere human like Griffith, no matter how outstanding, was using the legacy of the Demon King. And the reason why Alfred and the arachne were loyal.
Although there was also the method of contacting Alfred directly, she did not want to do so because they had been growling at each other even five hundred years ago. There was also no guarantee that Alfred would tell the truth.
In the end, the only way was to meet him in person and find out.
While she was preparing to go to the surface, she received a report that a person presumed to be Edward had come down to the underworld.
Conia ordered her subordinates to attack. If the Demon King had really been resurrected, he would not be killed by her subordinates.
Edward had subdued all her subordinates, and Conia had faced him herself.
Е n̄ um̄ӓ . і̂ d
‘He’s strong, but…’
After creating an environment where he could not use the authority of the Demon King, she had fought a match with only a sword. If he were the real Baal, he would have been able to defeat Conia sufficiently. Because the person who had taught her the sword was Baal.
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At first, she had thought he was a human who had stolen the authority because he had shown a performance that did not meet her expectations. But as time passed, the tide had turned.
Although he had not fought in Baal’s way, he was as strong as Baal. There were extremely few beings who could push her to this extent with just a sword.
“What happened to that person?”
She asked her subordinates.
W̄ еb̆ n õ v е̊ l Еn̂ üm̃а_
“As you said, we have let him stay in the guest room.”
She had told her subordinates to treat Edward as the Demon King if she was defeated.
“Are his injuries?”
“Just minor scratches.”
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“The madness came, and yet his injuries are only that?”
When the madness came, Conia became several times stronger. It had become that way because she had entrusted her heart to her fighting spirit and killing intent to overcome a disadvantageous situation.
Е n u m a
Although she would lose her reason and even attack her allies, and her body and mind would become a mess, her combat power would become so strong that she would have no rival.
“That person… subdued Your Majesty.”
Even if Edward was not Baal, he deserved Conia’s respect.
“I will go now.”
“Your wounds have not yet fully healed.”
“It’s fine.”
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Conia kicked off her seat and got up. Although there was pain, it was not unbearable.
* * *
Creak.
The door opened wide without a knock, and Conia burst in. Edward, who was lying on the bed, just lifted his head slightly and glared at her.
“Where did you sell your manners?”
“You, what is your identity?”
Е num̊ā
Seeing her ask a question right away, he could roughly guess what kind of personality she had.
“Are you ignoring me because I am wearing a human mask? There is a limit to my patience.”
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“You are not His Majesty. You can deceive others, but you cannot deceive me.”
“You denied me even though you knew I used my authority. I respected you and endured you testing me in your own way. Is that not enough? Will you recognize me if I use my authority and kill you and all your people?”
“…”
Finally, fear and bewilderment appeared on Conia’s face.
Ѐñ_u̇m̀ ã
It seemed she would fall if he pushed a little more. Since he had whipped her enough, it was time to give her a carrot.
“I saw the extent of your madness. It must have become that way from fighting for me.”
Conia flinched in surprise.
“You must have had to see more blood because I left.”
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“…”
“You have worked hard all this time. Now that I have returned, you may lay down your sword.”
En̂.ùm ӑ . ї d
A single tear flowed from Conia’s eyes.
“Y-you have really returned.”
(End of Chapter)
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