I Became a Childhood Friend With the Villainous Saintess - Chapter 184



184 – Barbatos (7)

There was fierce resistance in Leraji.

To be exact, I was willing to do anything to survive.

“It’s embarrassing. I’ll remember this clearly, Grand Duke Illencia. I won’t be able to do the same thing next time we meet.”

“Next? There won’t be a next time.

Every soldier became a shield.

The force that Leraji had been commanding until just now was by no means a small number.

The main force could be considered the backbone of the legion. In Lerazie, he was the commander leading troops who were as important as the waist of a person.

But when faced with a crisis, he tried to survive by throwing them all out as bait.

– Boom! Boom! Krrrrrr!

The demons who had attempted to surprise the imperial army’s flank quickly returned.

The six-legged ferocious dogs leaped a dozen meters, but when they touched death, they scattered like sand.

The sand flew like blades from Sirien’s fingertips.

Some of Leraji’s troops charged towards the imperial forces.

It was an irreversible advance. Their goal was to prevent other imperial forces from joining, and those who could not resist orders were willing sacrifices.

The spearmen who were supposed to hold the line and the archers who were supposed to fire suppressive fire turned their backs on their allies and rushed at me.

The entire legion was used as bait for Lerazier.

An attitude that seems to convince him that his own worth is far greater than that of many legions.

Even the elite who were under Barbatos’ command threw themselves into saving Lerazie.

Countless soldiers began to sacrifice themselves to stop my every step.

If necessary, the wizard would even launch a body bomb attack.

I swung my greatsword with all my might and chased after Leraji.

“I never miss it.”

The tingling in my fingertips means that I have gathered my sword energy to the limit of my control.

I gathered all the strength I could muster.

This greatsword received from Sirien has the ability to gather and transmit power far superior to that of the one used before.

They say a craftsman doesn’t care about his tools, but that’s because he already has the best tools.

The amount of power I can apply with each blow is different now.

A wave of black energy opened the way.

Leraji’s brain waves poured out like a tantrum.

* * *

Frost formed in the empty space.

The sight of pure white snow flowers blooming one by one in the air.

Although they looked very beautiful on the outside, each flower felt fragile to Dersian.

Because all the stems of those flowers were human corpses.

Every time Barbatos unleashed his power, countless lives were lost without a trace.

Still, it may not be the intended sight.

It’s just that the aftereffects of Barbatos’s use of power haven’t gone away.

To begin with, Barbatos’ magic did not have any aesthetic elements like flowers.

Just freeze or break something.

That overwhelming demon lord was only focused on achieving his goal.

“… … You’re not dead yet? You’re so stubborn when you’re not even having fun.”

Dersian consciously put strength into his legs,

If I didn’t do this, I felt like I would collapse at any moment.

There is nothing wrong with your body.

A battlefield where even the Saint of Charity participated.

Even there, Darssian was receiving solid support that could be considered dedicated.

The Order of Charity is known as the Immortal Army – they are renowned for their resilience, being able to survive a sword thrust through their heart.

Even when one of his arms was blown off, it took less than 5 seconds for him to regenerate.

But the body remembers the wounds.

The wounds that had already healed were screaming, and his sword skills and stamina were at their limits.

Every time he divided a sum, Dersian had to feel the difference in strength.

It is said that as long as you don’t die instantly, it is okay, but it is by no means an easy task to deal with that overwhelming Demon King.

“It’s unpleasant. Stop holding on and die!”

“Not yet. I haven’t fallen yet.”

“You bug! You’re just a toy that can be killed by stepping on it!”

Barbatos’ halberd struck the sword again and again.

Darssian gritted his teeth and took the first attack, then quickly pulled away to solidify his defense.

I gave up on counterattacking a long time ago.

If your goal is to kill time anyway, then you just need to inflict a big wound when you turn around.

As long as Barbatos was looking this way, there was no need to even think about attacking.

Fortunately, Darssian had just enough power to ‘catch the ankle’.

His black Isha was strongly influenced by him.

A sword that you cannot see even though you are looking at it, and cannot feel even though you are conscious of it.

It was impossible to completely imitate her, but the sword wasn’t so crude that it could be avoided without looking.

It means that even Barbatos cannot turn his back without any price.

Because of this, the battlefield was playing out in a boringly similar manner.

Barbatos launches a fierce attack.

The Dersians and the Saints focus solely on defense, and if that doesn’t work, the garrison and cultists will volunteer to form a suicide squad.

Barbatos becomes enraged again and attacks.

“Do you think you can die gracefully like this? Cut off your limbs and feed them to pigs… Huh?”

The magical power that had been pouring down like a blizzard stopped for a moment.

Despite being able to continue the attack, Barbatos took a big step back.

Her expression distorted as if in disbelief, and she looked away.

The little mouth opened slightly.

The expression seemed to contain even more anger than before, but there was a strange joy mixed in at the end.

Barbatos quickly turned his head and looked at Dersian.

“You fooled me. He didn’t run away. He went to kill Leraji.”

“… … .”

“Yeah. This time, I was too clumsy. Humans may be weak, but they’re not stupid. I couldn’t just let someone that strong play around. Maybe I had too much fun.”

Dersian took up his sword again.

Thanks to that, I was able to hide. But the war is not over yet.

The moment his legs, now shaking too much to hide, took a step forward, Barbatos slung his halberd over his shoulder.

“Shouldn’t you stop? If you want to fight more, I won’t stop you, but I guarantee you that it won’t take long to kill you. Do you think the divinity of the saints is infinite?”

“ah……!”

“I’ll spare you this time, but next time, don’t show up in my sight. The moment you lose to me, I’ll make you suffer for thousands of years.”

A hand waving as if telling me to get out.

As if those words were not an empty promise, the ice soldiers that had been brought along also slowly retreated.

Barbatos blurted out in frustration.

“Tell the Guardian of Hybras that you are the first among humans and demons to kill Lerazie. But Lerazie is my shadow. If you want to kill us, you will have to stand before me in the end.”

* * *

“Don’t think that this is the end… … I will return someday… … ”

“Hey, you’re talking too much after all.”

My sword pierced Leraji’s heart.

That was the end. The Demon King stopped breathing as his heart broke.

Only after I confirmed the kill and cut off the head did I put my sword away with peace of mind.

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I was worried that Barbatos might return midway, but fortunately that didn’t happen.

Is it because the Demon King who took control died?

The ice soldiers of Leraji began to fall without even being able to put up much of a fight.

Well, there was also the aftereffect of Leraji using it as a shield right before he died.

An army whose formation has collapsed is as good as dead.

The battle ended with the death of Leraji.

It didn’t seem necessary for us to join in.

Since I was already exhausted from fighting, I decided to take up the gun.

I decided to sit down on the hard floor and rest.

Hilia sat down next to me, and Sirien watched me closely and then came over to my side.

I didn’t hug her or anything because other people were watching, but Sirien’s back touched my side.

A small voice whispered.

“Thank you for your hard work, my knight. It was great to see you running ahead.”

“Was that so? I just ran without thinking.”

“In times like this, it’s okay to be happy. I was proud.”

I looked away, embarrassed.

“Thank you. I’m most happy that you say that.”

“huh.”

As I was resting like that for a bit, a cool breeze began to blow.

It wasn’t a very warm wind, but until recently, the wind I was facing was the bitter cold of Barbatos.

It was quite nice to feel the gentle spring breeze.

I got up because I thought I would get tired if I continued sitting like this.

It still takes some time for the soldiers to get here.

The area around us was cleaned up and there was no danger, but I still didn’t want to look too lax.

Because it’s not over yet.

The biggest threat, Barbatos, is still alive and well.

No one knew what choice Barbatos would make after losing Leraji.

Because there has never been anything like this in history. With the loss of the chief of staff, it is expected that it will be difficult to continue the war.

But it was time for us to slowly pull out of the South.

The Crown Prince and Alice.

Personally, I feel quite sorry, but as I always said, I am the sword of Sirien.

I would kill anyone for Sirien.