Retired Hero Wants To Sleep

Prologue(2)

A black pillar soared high toward the sky, as if it would absorb all the light called light.

The sunset, which seemed to be just about to reach evening twilight, lost all its bloody color to the unexpected darkness of the west.

The darkness was torn The pillar of darkness soared high into the sky, split left and right like a huge piece of cloth being torn, then fell to the ground in a sharp curve.

And the shadows of the two popped out of the darkness.

The short blond man’s blue eyes gleamed and distorted her face. There are black bloodstains everywhere. He shrieked frantically as he thrust the blackened sword into his opponent’s chest.

“Die a little bit, you demon king bastard!”

Hands clenched with blue energy grabbed the young man’s sword. The man with a fishy smile on his lips thrust his face into the young man. Bright yellow eyes flashed on the man’s pale face.

Black blood flowed from the corners of her man’s mouth, but he opened his mouth to the young man, smirking at the corner of her mouth.

“A warrior has a dirty mouth.”

“Then, should I ask you politely, ‘Could you please help me?’”

The two beings, calling each other the Demon King and the Hero, locked themselves in the ground at a steep angle. In an instant, with a huge rupture sound, the shredded lumps of earth and rocks soared into the air.

A shadow bounced out of the two entangled figures, drawing long bright yellow eyes. The shadow wielded a cape that pierced the dust and fluttered, twisting and turning in the air several times with a creak.

“A little!”

Following him, a shadow popped out, tearing through the yellow dust and emitting blue eyes. A young man leaping out with great force, his arm holding his sword pulled back forcefully. He whirled mana while calculating the distance with the demon king, which was quickly narrowing.

“Die, man!”

“Skjöldur!”

The bright yellow-eyed Demon King hurriedly raised his hand and vomited the magic of defense. In an instant, a blue hemisphere that was almost transparent spread out in front as if to cover the demon king’s body. It was the first defensive technique against humans, but there was no time to question whether it was face or body.

If you hit that, you die.

The mana gathered by the hero wriggled to the point where she could see it. It is obvious how strong the shield created by the demon king is.

But so what? Crazy magic words came out of the mouth of the grinning warrior.

“Mylja!”

Crush the demon king or whatever. The hero’s magic, which was vicious to the point of malice, clung to the sword with the momentum to grind everything.

The sound of metal crushing exploded from the sword in his hand. With that, there was a roar that seemed to crush everything, and cracks spread throughout the sword. At the same time, the space surrounding the sword collapsed, and grotesque shadows rose along the blade for several meters.

Enemy!

The blond man’s sword struck the demon king’s shield, which was shining bright blue. Shattered fragments of blue light exploded in front of the hero.

Kugwagak!

It wasn’t enough to break the shield, but the man’s sword, which attacked the demon king’s right arm, could not handle the crushing power and was crushed.

The demon king, whose arm was bent at an odd angle at a place other than the elbow, gnashed his teeth and pulled his body back. It’s amazing how he managed to keep the magic that shatters everything he touches in his sword for so long, piercing his own defenses and breaking his arm.

It’s already been three hours of fighting. In the meantime, at least the biggest injury, the demon king sighed at his mouth.

Holding on to his shattered arm, the demon king opened his mouth with an absurd face towards the warrior who glanced at the sword with only his handle remaining.

“You’ve gone madr since I couldn’t see you, hero. Did you offer such a famous sword as a sacrifice just to break my arm?”

The demon king twisted the corners of his mouth with a look of regret. The devil sneered at the warrior who ate such an artifact saying he would break his own arm.

The demon king moved the bright yellow eyes that floated on his black eyes to the hero and lifted one of his lips long.

However, the warrior turned his hand behind his back with a face telling him not to talk bullsh*t.

“You are still far away. Do you really think that the guy who came to catch the demon king would come with a sword?”

The hero thrust his hand into the twisted space. Then, he quickly pulled out a sword that looked more colorful and stronger than before and aimed it at the demon king.

A little irritation bloomed on the demon king’s face. How many swords do you have with you? The demon king, watching the slight vibration of the blue blade, let his broken arm hang down.

At that moment, his trembling arms began to twist grotesquely. Then, with the terrible sound of flesh being ripped off, it completely returned to its original form.

“Isn’t it too insignificant to pay for destroying such a good weapon?”

The Demon King’s lips twisted.

“Crazy hero ‘Ewald Kitska’!”

A blonde man called Ewald Kitska had his fangs exposed.

“I should have poked in a little more, but the area below the elbow would have been empty, but unluckily, you were a little quicker to remove your arm, isn’t Lord Beelzedeus the Demon King?”

Demon King Belzedeus. The worst demon king in human history looked at the hero Ebalt with a fishy smile and showed his teeth. However, his attitude was never that of a mere kid.

That human named Ebalt came to cut his own throat, unofficially boasts the second best swordsmanship on the continent and officially uses the fourth most powerful magic on the continent, a crazy magician and an overwhelming trust of 17 religious orders. Is a warrior

He doesn’t die from being careless. However, Beelzedeus intentionally showed the bluff that remained vaguely to Ebalt and slowly moved his newly regenerated arm.

“Have you brought enough knives?”

“How many swords will remain after cutting off your head?”

Ewald, with his sword hanging lightly, painted a maddening smile on his lips.

“I’ll count how many you’ve written before your throat is cut.”

“Or I’ll kill you and count how many are left.”

The demon king Belzedeus and the hero Ebalt Kitska threw mad smiles at each other.

Belzedeus did not hide his exploding eye light and directed it toward his nemesis, the hero Ebalt. The pressure that oppressed his whole body from his bright yellow eyes attacked Ebalt intact.

However, Balt started emitting madness comparable to that of the demon king, as if he had no intention of being overwhelmed by his opponent’s momentum.

If pushed here, one of them dies.

The bodies of the two monsters moved without saying who was first. The two bounced at each other at incredible speed and crashed into each other.

Kwak Kwa Kwak!

A huge flash of light exploded just from the collision. The people surrounding Ebalt and Beelzedeus braced themselves, blocking the raging wind with their hands.

Among the group of warriors and the group of demon kings, there were only about a dozen people who could move.

Although they show hostility to each other, they cannot recklessly rush in. As if they were bewitched, their eyes were drawn to the battle between the two monsters.

It is a battle they will never see again in their lifetime, no, never again. The head-to-head battle between the warrior and the demon king, which took place in front of them, who had been engaged in battle all their lives, was a wonder itself that was even dreamy.

However, the fight was just a wild sword and magic for the parties involved.

If you miss even a moment, you die. To live is to live. The two beings who raised all of them collided.

An attack that made it impossible to breathe properly emanated from Ewald. At that ferocious force, Beelze Deus was in a hurry to block the attack with only the magic power congealed in his hands.

Are pushing According to the wishes of mankind and the warrior party, the hero is pushing the demon king.

But something is strange. He’s doing his best to block his attack, but the demon king focuses on defense? Ebalt, who struck the demon king with tremendous power, hit the back of his head thrillingly and hurriedly twisted his body with something coming up.

“It’s a little late.”

At that moment, Beelzedeus’ hands were boiling. As soon as the space around him wriggled and the power formed so rapidly that it twisted the trajectory of light, Balt’s complexion suddenly changed.

He was gathering in the demon king’s hand as if the mana around him was being sucked in in an instant. It was almost a fleeting moment, but Ebalt took a deep breath after seeing through the magic formula formed by the demon king. It was too late to wield his weapon.

If you swing it now, you will be swept away by that mana.

Damn it I wish I had looked at the formula calculation a little wrong and did that, but Beelzedeus’s magic was fully revealed in front of Ewald, who had a filthy bright eye for reading magic formulas.

Absolute punishment. The crushing of all the space within the casting range with only one physical force, literally God’s crushing, will start from the hand of the demon king to chew and kill.

Concentration of magical power. The demon king’s mana condensation. Ewald, who quickly drew all the variables in his head, pulled out the damage range in less than a second.

At that level, a radius of 100 meters is ridiculously crushed.

Urgently, Ewald’s roar erupted.

“Everybody back off!”

At his lightning-like cry, all living things, including you, who had been staring at the fight in a daze, suddenly came to their senses. And they all rushed towards each other’s camp as if they had promised.

“Did you finish calculating the damage already?”

Belzedeus’ voice, gloomy, penetrated Ewald’s ears. However, Ebalt, who had a more gloomy expression than his voice, stared at the demon king’s bright yellow eyes, exposing his fangs, and replied.

“Run wild.”

And Belzedeus responded.

“Then don’t hesitate.”

A magic word came out of Beelzedeus’s mouth.

“Alger refsing.”

It’s like being whispered, like being touched, like everything is enveloped in silence.

Everything stopped until the reverberation of that one word disappeared.

Heaven and Earth stopped.

Those who hurriedly withdrew spread their defenses as hard as they could, as if they were about to be struck by lightning at any moment, but were dumbfounded by the silence that seemed like they could even hear the sound of dust sinking.

However, just two beings, Ewald and Beelzedeus, stared at each other without moving a single fingertip.

The one who broke the silence first was Ewald, who had an absurd expression on his face.

“Ha, you clever bird…”

Gu-gu-gu-gu-gu-gu.

Before he could finish his words, mana was twisted on the ground and in the sky. The mana clumps with magical powers gradually coalesced. Above and below the magic caster Beelzedeus and the magic target Ebalt, the mana that suddenly turned into a terrible force covered the entire space.

At least a 50 meter radius…

50 meters? However, even though he was looking up at the wriggling mana from a much narrower area than he had calculated, Ewald still showed it towards Beelzedeus with a puzzled expression.

“What happens if you reduce the damage radius of 100 meters to 50 meters, Ewald?”

“The power will increase and you will miss the timing to escape, son of a b*tch.”

And a long-awaited smile bloomed on Beelzedeus’ lips.

“You can see it, right?”

The demon king completely grasped his hand that had been bizarrely broken.

Quagga gag gag gag gag!

The sky collapsed The ground soared. The two bases with Ewald in the middle crushed Ewald’s space itself, like stepping on an insect.

Disaster hung over the sight of those who were out of the magic damage range. Among the warriors, even Lasser Palasea, an elf who had no idea how many years he had lived, could not detect what kind of magic was cast by the alternative demon king.

A magic that could not be used by anyone other than the Demon King unfolded.

In their eyes, it was just heaven and earth running towards each other to the end.

At the peak of the end, Ebalt was crushed.

There was no gigantic explosion, no shaking that shook the heavens and earth.

It was just that the sky and the earth were crushing everything in between…

“Calculate… Do it right… I did… What.”

A red light rose in front of Beelzedeus. It was like blood-soaked mist that covered Ewald’s whole body, leaving only traces of dark light to flow through.

“50 Mi… I reduced it to 20 meters, not the site… If it had been, I would have gone back in a good mood…”

Ewald muttered, his eyes that had turned bright red.

“What do you do with this?”

“… How about quitting being a hero and being my successor, the Demon King?”

Ewald, whose entire body was covered in blood in front of Beelzedeus and even his eyes were covered with red veins, was not a warrior, but a ghost.

It is not just a ghost, but a demonic yaksha who has just opened the gates of hell and came out to see the human world.

“I’m going to retire after defeating you, so don’t appoint a successor on your own, you bastard!”

Even Beelzedeus couldn’t guess how Ewald had blocked this power. If he had caught himself too, he would surely have died.

However, a more important reality than how he blocked it was revealed in front of Beelzedeus’ eyes.

An adversary stands before his eyes. It is also an adversary whose eyes glisten with madness that he will chew and eat his limbs that are bent at places other than joints.

To a madman who didn’t mind breaking a bone, Belzedeus revealed it.

At that moment, Ewald’s body bent forward with a hook as all of the blood vessels burst, revealing bright red eyes.

Except for the flight magic that had not yet been solved, the mana core in his body was empty. Ewald, who had piled up hundreds of layers of defensive magic, skjöldur, with parallel calculations that could only be described as insane, shuddered at the feeling of emptiness in his stomach.

No matter how much I tried to pull it down, I ran out of mana to pull it up. At best, the only thing you can use is the mana that flows around you like air.

No matter how good your swordsmanship is, you cannot inflict a fatal wound on the demon king with only your sword.

Belzedeus concluded that.

This struggle is over.

The bloody battle is over with this.

Years of disgusting confrontation between the hero and the demon king comes to an end with this…

“Did you finish it!?”

Ewald’s shout exploded from deep inside the lungs. Something in his voice, entwined with subtle mana and spreading all over the place, grabbed Belzedeus.

A roar that suppresses the demon lord.

Beelzedeus, whose whole body stiffened at that cry,

“Put the coordinates!”

He hurriedly turned his head at the voice he heard as if responding to Balt’s shout.

‘… Coordinate?’

So far, Beelzedeus has desperately blocked Ewald’s attacks. He had raised a huge amount of magical power from the mana core only to complete the magic alger refsing.

Belzedeus was enduring with extreme mental strength, barely standing still while swallowing the blood boiling inside him.

Beelzedeus’ mind was haggard to the extent that he wished that he was just talking about completion and coordinates to throw himself into confusion.

Belzedeus, who had managed to collect the mana that was not flowing properly, pulled his body back from Ebalt with all his might. However, even in the midst of this, he kept his expression full of composure toward Ewald and tried to escape Ewald’s uneasiness somehow.

However, the moment the smile that bloomed on his nemesis Ewald’s face caught Beelzedeus’ eyes, his backing ankles froze on the spot.

And an evil word fell from his lips, which had risen completely on one side of the Ebalt.

“… Coordinates set.”

“Tianludi!”

It was painful. A sense of dismay slowly came to Beelze Deus’ face at the magic words that reached his ears.

A voice so weak that a human could not hear it.

However, Beelzedeus, whose expression dripped bitter water from the voice that clearly struck his eardrums, revealed his bright red tongue.

“… Rotten bastards.”

Koo-goo-goo-goo-goo-goo-goo-goo!

A mountain of nets covering heaven and earth.

Heavenly hope.

Earth and sky are connected. The magic formula that even Belzedeus couldn’t fathom how long it had been painstakingly designed unfolded into a net with no gap to fit a single finger in. The net of light, which was enough to fill dozens of meters, went up high into the sky before taking a breath.

Belzedeus and Ewald, who had grabbed his ankle, were caught in a net that filled the space.

Belzedeus’s head turned quickly. Excluding himself and Ebalt, who are captured here, the clash between the warriors and the Demon King’s forces will determine whether the Demon King is defeated or the Hero is defeated, depending on which side wins. Thinking that it would not come to a conclusion by the hands of the two, he involuntarily smiled bitterly.

The problem was Ewald.

Balt put his hand behind his back as if to completely crush Beelze Deus’ dejection.

They were trapped together in the magic of the north, but there was no way they could speak, let alone move…

“Laser.”

Ewald’s voice, draining all pulses, jumped out. As he went back with him, something in Balt’s hand flicked into his mouth.

A refreshing blue aura spread from Ebalt’s mouth.

Ah…

Is it a mana potion?

A bitter smile bloomed on Beelzedeus’s face.

And Ewald fixed his shaking eyes on Beelzedeus and opened his mouth to someone.

“… Throw it away.”

“Algjör innsigli!”

Is it a feeling of deja vu? Demon King Belzedeus bowed his head at the completion of a magic word that even he could not hear properly.

A skein of golden thread draped beneath his own feet wriggled and unraveled like his cocoon. Beelzedeus, who was looking at it, closed his eyes.

Absolutely sealed.

The magic, which should have been planned for three years, smoothly rode the whole body of the demon king Belzedeus without any disturbance.

Got hit

He was bound by the desire of Heaven and was imprisoned in a seal that even a god could be imprisoned. However, as soon as Demon King Belze Deus made an expression full of regret, he opened his tightly closed eyes and looked straight ahead.

In front of him, the hero Ebalt was fixed in the air as if tied. But to his surprise, the expression on his face was the same as his own. Realizing that, Beelzedeus tilted his head with difficulty despite the restraints of the light that bound his whole body.

“I thought you were going to cheer, or at least be sarcastic, are you tired?”

“… No.”

Ebalt shook his head.

And with a sigh full of sighs, the warrior opened his mouth.

“I can only fight this much, so I’m going to turn around, demon lord.”

“Her.”

A sigh-like laugh erupted once from the mouth of Demon King Belzedeus.

“Puhahahahaha!”

A mad laugh exploded in Beelzedeus’ chest. The thread of light that completely wrapped around his body finally covered his head, but the demon king’s laughter spread across the wide meadow.

The laughter continued until eventually the many layers of light surrounding the Demon King turned into a skein and emitted brilliance.

And the bloodied Ebalt looked at Belzedeus, who was trapped in a thread, and nodded his head.

It was then. The skein of light surrounding the demon lord was rapidly condensed into a light about the size of a fist. However, Ewald was not at all surprised and spread his arms with difficulty from side to side.

As soon as the beads of light that were condensed together swayed left and right once, they burrowed into Ewald’s chest.

Tuong!

Ewald’s whole body shook. His outstretched arms twitched. Everyone on the meadow held their breath at the sight of his chest being pierced.

However, Ewald’s body, which was slowly collapsing backwards, fell towards the ground.

Thud.

Ewald’s body fell to the ground with a soft impact.

“Ewald!”

Ewald’s eyelids, which were tiredly supporting them, relaxed at the end of the unknown scream.

Year 225 of the Elzenor Empire.

Ebalt, the hero of the Gaechaban, sealed the rare demon king Belzedeus in his body.

Several shadows swayed along the narrow, dark, dark passageway. The shadows created by the torches held in his hands grotesquely invaded the walls. However, the shadows gradually descended in perfect order.

“Do you really want to be in a place like this?”

“… There’s no way there isn’t.”

The shadow that raised the question looked around. No matter how you looked at it, it was not a place for people to live.

It’s not that it wasn’t, but this place was enough space for that.

Silent Prison. Corridor of the Dead. Called by various names, this is the largest and deepest place on the continent. Because it is the most untouched dungeon.

On record, the last time it was used was 500 years ago.

Of course, all sorts of adventurers may have been in and out of it, but it is undoubtedly the most heinous dungeon in the history of the continent.

“Uppgötva Mana.”

Magic that detects mana. The shadow that walked first completed the magic word. At the same time, countless drops of light floated into the space, slowly creating a stream like a stream flowing. The shadow that cast the magic nodded and looked back.

“I found it.”

The light that flows leisurely overhead like a signpost. Following the dotted stream of light, they finally came to a place sealed with a huge stone.

The shadow that was walking first entered the final check by shining a torch here and there.

“You’re right. Ewald Kitska, 225 years.”

A man who heard the story nodded and raised his hand to direct people. Starting with that, more than a dozen people clung to the huge stone.

“It looks like no magic has been applied. There is no feeling of mana.”

“Leverage, is there no leverage?”

“Just push!”

After a long quarrel, the huge stone was pushed aside little by little with a magnificent sound. At the same time, people in black quickly rushed into the secured space.

Torches radiated light in a space engulfed in complete darkness. In an instant, the inside of the cavity was revealed, and the people who were scattered were looking for something.

It was then.

“I found it!”

“Make sure you’re alive.”

The man who appeared to be the guide stepped into the space, removing the hood he was wearing deeply. The old man took a deep breath in her, looked around her, and spoke quickly.

“Do not relax. Pay attention to the monster’s reaction. Let the swordsmen move to the outskirts.”

“I got it. Alive.”

Someone said so At the report, the old man let out a sigh.

“… Very fortunate.”

The man let out her breath as if she were breathing in a sigh, and quickly walked to the center of the space.

A cavity large enough for a dragon to rest. The worst dungeon on the continent that doesn’t even have an exact name. Arriving at the deepest part, he stopped at a place in the middle of the deepest part.

In front of her man’s eyes, innumerable drops of light gathered on one person’s skin. The man spat out a short magic word at the appearance of a human figure made of light due to the gathering of so many lights.

“Ljos burt.”

Pak.

Thousands of light drops disappeared in an instant. Along with him, the figure of a person who was hidden in the light was revealed.

A person covered in black dust. A person who continued to breathe after a long time, as if barely breathing, was lying dead on a bed made of stone.

The man who removed the hood looked at the man lying on the stone bed for a long time.

Throbbing.

Live. His skin was unimaginably cold, and his heart beat unimaginably slow, but this man was alive. The man who confirmed it put her hand in her bosom.

Then, before arriving here, he quietly recited the magic words he had practiced hundreds of times.

How much time has passed The man holding the wrist of the lying man felt the man’s pulse quicken little by little.

She smiled bitterly at the strong pulse that returned very slowly, very little, very slowly, but vigorously to normal.

“Keep!”

It was then.

The man’s back violently bounced, and the sound of a sharp inhalation tore through the quiet space.

Inhale vigorously, like a drowning person breathing in. The people surrounding the old man stared at the man lying on the stone bed with a tense look.

“Quaaa!”

A scream that radiates through the whole body. The older man frowned and pressed down on the man’s chest, but his momentum did not subside. Rather, as if to deflect his hand, he let out a terrifying shout and twisted his body even more.

The man’s eyes flashed open. The white eyes that contrasted with the dark face full of dust, and the dark green eyes that were nestled in the middle.

The pupils contracted violently and then relaxed again several times, before finally folding their backs as if they were about to break, the trembling man gradually relaxed his body.

As if sinking, the man who pressed his entire back against the original stone plate quickly blinked a couple of times.

But, unable to close his eyes, he slowly stopped moving. The fluttering eyelids could not touch each other and caused a small spasm. Along with him, the extremely condensed pupils slowly relaxed.

“… sh*t.”

The old man frowned fiercely at the sight and showed his teeth.

Disappointment. Fear. And the feelings of resignation that follow.

“Entire… , Is it the end?”

It was then. The man’s eyes, which had lost focus, were visibly red. Along with him, the man’s lower body swooped up toward his chest. At the same time, the man jumped up like a spring.

Everyone couldn’t react to the tremendous movement, but the man who was still lying on the floor jumped up almost 3 meters and landed on the floor.

“Everyone be careful!”

Even a wild beast would not make such a move. The man, covered in dust, howled like a beast as soon as he landed on the floor.

“Spring!”

Jjoong!

That was the beginning. The man’s magic words, which didn’t even give him a chance to be surprised, poured into the space. At that moment, the energy that began to coalesce at a rapid pace radiated out from the man.

A gale arose. Mana, converted into pure physical force, blew everything around with ruthless power. Five or six men who couldn’t even scream were thrown out in all directions like a doll falling over.

But the man had no intention of stopping.

“Eldingar sverð!”

A blade made of light rose from her man’s hand. She rubs against the air with him, a mass of mana that emits terrifying sounds.

The old man let out a loud roar at the sword of light shining blue.

“Everyone get out of here!”

However, when people backed away, the man who raised two swords in both hands and glared at the intruder with eyes that turned completely red, scanned the battlefield for the first time in search of an offering to cut.

It was then.

“Ewald!”

The movements of her man, who held the sword of light in his hand, stopped for an instant. In case I missed that time, the old man once again shouted at her.

“Stop it, Ewald! We are not enemies!”

Ewald. Ewald. Ewald.

The man, not even properly dressed for her, stumbled. Unable to move the sword of light that was entangled in his hand and staggering, he painfully grabbed her head. At the same time, the man’s eyes, which had turned red, gradually softened to their original green.

“Ewald Kitska!”

“Ah, SiX, shut up! Head ringing!”

Suddenly, the sword of light scattered into space. The man bent her upper body, holding her head with both of her hands. It was as if someone had turned her head upside down. A sharp tinnitus rang in her ears incessantly.

“Are you okay, Ewald?”

“Shut up!”

Roaring Hoseong. However, the roar itself was mixed with mana. Two of the people who came with the old man sat down, covering their ears.

“Calm down, Ewald!”

The man called Ewald gasped. She was so confused that her head felt like it would break. But her own name was right in her ears.

Ewald Kitska. The man who was crouching all over her lifted her head in an instant. Long trails of her tears ran down her dust-covered face.

“How many years?”

“… What?”

“What year is it now!”

The whole cavity roared. If you make a noise like that at the bottom of the dungeon, all kinds of monsters will gather, what are you doing? Having judged that, the old man quickly replied.

“252 years.”

“252 years?”

Silence of the moment. The man named Ebalt didn’t say anything and froze to the point where he wondered if he was the one who had been making a fuss.

“Yes, it is year 252, Ewald.”

“…”

“You may be confused, but listen to me now…”

“… You still have three years left.”

A completely subdued voice crawled out of Ewald. The voice was so suppressed that it gave everyone who heard it goosebumps, but Ewald once again let out a voice that sounded like a moan.

“Three years left.”

“… Can I talk to you too?”

Ewald’s words stopped. But it wasn’t long before a mad laugh followed, followed by a scratching voice.

“Depending on who you are.”

With those words, Balt lifted his lower body. A terrifying smile was drawn on Ewald’s face after hearing that.

“You’ll have to properly explain who woke me up like this.”

The old man suppressed the goose bumps on her forearm and brought the torch close to her own face.

“Do I really need an explanation?”

The face of an old man, where the years had settled, was exposed under the torchlight. Deep wrinkles and scars, and a long knife mark on his left cheek.

Upon checking his opponent’s face, Balt’s eyes drastically frowned.

“Oh my.”

“It’s been a while, Ewald.”

The man next to the torch opened his mouth with a resigned face.

“How are you?”

Ewald jumped up. No, he was shot down by an older man. As he moved, long red eyes were drawn in the space.

Although he was almost 190 cm tall, he sprang at such a speed that his eyes couldn’t keep up with him, and Balt grabbed the man’s neck.

Wow! At the moment when a shout erupted from her man, Ewald slammed her man to the floor without looking.

“Captain!”

“Don’t move!”

The older man hastily raised her hand. All the people who tried to attack the man stopped in place.

However, Ewald, who grabbed the man’s collar with his left hand, raised his right hand with bright red eyes.

Blue sparks began to burn in Ewald’s hands as if they were burning the air.

“What shame did you guys have to come all this way?”

“I came to wake you up.”

“Three years early?”

Ewald, whose mouth was moving, and the man who smiled under such Ewald.

“You should thank me, Ewald. And to be clear, I mean no harm to you. And I have no intention of waking ‘it’.”

“Okay?”

The smile on Ewald’s lips grew extremely evil.

“Why don’t you put the knife away from my stomach and say that, Lucas?”

Don’t be fooled by such an Ewald, the old man called Lucas smiled like a serpent.

“Would it be less dangerous than the one in your hand?”

In an instant, Ewald bounced back. Quickly letting go of the spark in his hand, he landed proudly with all fighting posture released.

Lucas, an elderly man, also stood up as if nothing had happened. Tidying up the hood and standing in front of Ewald, Lucas smiled warmly with a face that was covered with time.

“I need to hear why you woke up three years early.”

“It’s a bit different here, but first go to the imperial palace.”

“The imperial palace?”

Lucas nodded his head.

“Okay. Go slow We will talk calmly when we arrive.”

Ewald looked at Lucas nervously. However, having correctly grasped that he had no intention of discussing it here, he nodded slowly.

“I will.”

After a very short gap, Balt struggled to finish his words.

“Because I am no longer at my limit.”

Ewald’s right foot staggered. At the same time, Ewald’s body collapsed like a building collapsing.

It’s absurd that they even came down to this dungeon to find someone, but the members who were attacked by someone who didn’t even look like humans stumbled around Lucas.

And the very suppressed man’s question entered Lucas’ ears.

“… Who the hell is this, Captain?”

Lucas, who wiped the blood off his gray beard with the back of his hand, answered the question.

“He is a warrior who saved the world for 27 years.”

You’re a warrior The soldier, who was staring at Ewald, who could be trusted even if he was a beggar, cautiously opened his mouth again.

“Why is the hero who saved the world in a dungeon like this?”

“We locked them up.”

Lucas finished his words while looking down at his comrades-in-arms, close friends, and memories.

“If this friend dies, the sealed demon lord Belzedeus will be released.”