Novel Will Be Taken Down on 17 May or Earlier Chapter 227 - Confront

Commander-in-Chief Hoyeol joined the battle.

 

Safely rescuing the last civilian.

 

And advancing forward.

 

There was no such a thing as retreating for the Holy War Allied Force, whose morale was extremely high.

 

The Knights of Lionheart and the Paladins of the Goddess Church skillfully swept off the battlefield. As they cleared the way from the vanguard, players joined in.

 

“Push non-stop!”

 

“Who those bastards think they are!”

 

“Stay quietly inside the castle!”

 

Wolf was speechless at the fierce charge.

 

“Our commander is amazing.”

 

Even if the shadow mercenaries were considered as an exception for doing whatever they pleased.

 

Leading someone was never easy.

 

Especially on a battlefield where you had to risk your life.

 

The efficacy of loyalty didn’t last long.

 

But the Holy War was different.

 

“This is beyond leadership.”

 

It was a step further than that.

 

Everyone voluntarily displayed their will to fight.

 

No matter how overwhelming their force was.

 

Injuries were inevitable on the battlefield.

 

But even those who got hurt refused to retreat.

 

Someone was actually smiling.

 

“Tch, I feel like I’ve finally gotten rid of my debt.”

 

This must be the pride he was always talking about.

 

Wolf smiled bitterly.

 

Pride, it sounded like a talk that was far removed from him.

 

But that didn’t seem to be the case for the lowest seat, Lakid.

 

“Move. Move. I’ll take care of that bastard!”

 

At first glance, it seemed like he was going wild because he was crazy about achievements.

 

Wolf’s keen eyes examined the adventurer that Lakid had pushed away.

 

If Lakid had not stepped forward, the adventurer would have suffered fatal injury.

 

‘You’ve become quite soft, Lakid.’

 

Was Lakid being considerate of the injured because he himself had been seriously injured?

 

Was he less dirty because he was the lowest seat?

 

Or was it because he really had pride in his heart?

 

Wolf didn’t know and didn’t want to know.

 

“Let’s just say this is unbelievable and carry on.”

 

Wolf’s musings didn’t last long.

 

Crash─

 

Push─

 

Crossbow bolts rained down as much as the enemies that poured in.

 

Even if he didn’t have a pride, he was a mercenary.

 

Regardless of his purpose, he had to pay for his meals according to his employer’s will.

 

“Charge!”

 

It wasn’t long before the Holy War Allied Force entered the Demon King’s Castle.

 

The demons would also fight with determination to stop their advance.

 

A different scene than he had expected unfolded.

 

“…What is this?”

 

Silence came to the Demon King’s castle, which had been full of shouting.

 

Harkon, who was leading from the front, opened his mouth.

 

“Everyone, halt!”

 

The demons didn’t disappear.

 

The Allied Forces were directly facing the Demon King’s great army face-to-face.

 

What was strange was their reaction.

 

Harkon shouted again as if to confirm.

 

“Are you sure we don’t have a mage?”

 

“That’s right.”

 

“I think it’s true that there’s no mage except me…”

 

Sneak–

 

Except for Pimby, who was raising his staff, there were no other mages.

 

Then what did this mean?

 

What…

 

“Are they strangling themselves with their own hands?”

 

“!!!”

 

It was as Harkon said.

 

It wasn’t just silence.

 

Tuk–

 

Tutuk–

 

Rattle–

 

The demons dropped their weapons and shields and grabbed their necks with both hands. One by one, they fell to their knees on the floor without even making a wheezing sound, let alone shouting.

 

“Captain…?”

 

Yesica sought Harkon’s opinion.

 

Since their opponent was a demon, they couldn’t let their guard down.

 

According to principle, they should have taken advantage of the demons’ collapse and quickly won the battle.

 

“Standby.”

 

However, this was a strange battlefield that not even Harkon had experienced.

 

Naturally.

 

It was a scene that the players’ and the Arcanains’ common sense could not understand.

 

Leonie opened her mouth.

 

“I-Its not just one or two of them!”

 

Tens of thousands.

 

To be exact, there were 70 thousand of them.

 

The named monster and the demon army commanders were no exception.

 

All the demons were so panicked that they couldn’t even fight back.

 

They were paralyzed by something more fearful than their own blades.

 

Hisagi muttered as he looked at the towering castle.

 

“Is this also his ability…”

 

That was the only possibility he could think of.

 

To Hisagi’s knowledge.

 

There was only one being who could make seventy thousand demons tremble with fear.

 

Only Hoyeol could.

 

But, then…

 

“It seems the emotions he’s feeling are being conveyed.”

 

If the usual Hoyeol was always the same.

 

There seemed to be a quiet anger coming from Hoyeol now.

 

But it was understandable.

 

Looking back on what the demons did.

 

Not only did they disturb the regular conference.

 

They even put civilians at risk.

 

And one last reason…

 

They had been screaming loudly in a manner that went against formality.

 

There was also the fact that they shouted an unknown word ‘Claudie’.

 

Hisagi nodded.

 

“I also understood that feeling.”

 

So he wouldn’t hesitate either.

 

Clang–

 

Hisagi advanced, dragging his spear.

 

“The Allies won’t show mercy to the demons.”

 

He swung the spear without hesitation with narrowed eyes.

 

Starting with Hisagi.

 

Those who had stopped began to move again.

 

‘Hoyeol-ssi…’

 

‘What on earth is going on, Sir Hoyeol…!’

 

‘Don’t be distracted, focus on the battle in front of you.’

 

While trying to turn a blind eye to the caste where Hoyeol and the Demon King were facing each other.

 

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Mage Tower.

 

Crystal Hall.

 

As expected, Bensch made a fuss.

 

“W-What else is that?! Nasrow, isn’t that your field?”

 

The demons were strangling themselves with their own hands!

 

He could only guess it was an illusion magic.

 

But Nasrow shook his head.

 

Yes, at first glance, you might mistake it for illusion magic.

 

“It’s not illusion magic.”

 

“…No? Why? Isn’t it possible for you to manifest illusion magic like that? You were a prodigy in illusion magic!”

 

“Senior Bensh, think back on what you once told me.”

 

“…Huh, what I told you?”

 

“Your evaluation of the illusion magic.”

 

Bensch was a very talkative person.

 

Evaluation of illusion magic…

 

It sounded like an assessment that seemed to hit close to home.

 

As Bensch pondered, Nasrow spoke of his own accord.

 

“It consumes an unnecessarily extreme amount of mana.”

 

“…No, did I say that?”

 

“I remember it clearly.”

 

Nasrow’s words were meant to take a jab at him.

 

Fire magic boasted the worst magic efficiency among attribute magic. He remembered it because he had been so shocked to hear it from the Senior of Fire Magic, Bensch.

 

Bensch mumbled and opened his mouth.

 

“Well, I was a little immature at the time…”

 

“I didn’t say it to get an apology. Because it’s true.”

 

“Then what do you mean?”

 

Because the senior mage of enchantment got kicked around a lot.

 

She unintentionally became quick-witted.

 

Kiko Armin continued.

 

“It’s not really illusion magic…”

 

Nasrow suddenly rose from his seat and spoke.

 

“That’s right. That’s not illusion magic. Regardless of the amount of magic or manifestation power you have, it is magically impossible. I can assure you that even if it is Chief Lee Hoyeol…”

 

Nasrow had a point.

 

Banglet’s eyes shook.

 

His vision for capturing magic was as good as his ability to perceive magic.

 

“I don’t see any visible mana in the area.”

 

If it was really an illusion magic that deceived tens of thousands of demons.

 

There would have been uncontrollable mana flowing through the area of Demon King’s Castle.

 

Marcelo looked at the cat, the Tower Master.

 

‘It’s like the illusion magic that the Tower Master’s body manifested.”

 

Then what was it for?

 

Marcelo.

 

Even the Tower Master was scratching his head with his hind legs.

 

In the moment when no one could guess the cause of that strange phenomenon.

 

Only Matis gently closed his eyes.

 

‘It’s black magic.’

 

Matis looked at his hand.

 

A magic tool that was responsive to the right mana.

 

The ring was stained black and cracked.

 

Matis realized it once again.

 

‘Even though we’re not directly facing each other.’

 

He was simply looking at an illusion image projected by magic.

 

And yet an immeasurable level of right mana destroyed the magic tool.

 

Matis swallowed.

 

‘Sir Hoyeol, what on earth are you…’

 

Right mana originated from the past and background.

 

‘What kind of past have you been through?’

 

Matis didn’t dare to guess.

 

No, he didn’t even want to.

 

Because Matis was the founder of black magic, he knew better than anyone else the dangers of right mana. Therefore, he was just concerned.

 

‘If the past flows back.’

 

If Sir Hoyeol became ‘blackened’ because of that.

 

There would be unpredictable consequences in the aftermath.

 

Therefore…

 

‘I know this may be rude. But.’

 

That kind of past.

 

It was a kind of past that no one besides Hoyeol could endure.

 

He was glad that it was Sir Hoyeol, not anyone else, who experienced it.

 

‘How dare I, Matis, think like that.’

 

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More than anything, I really needed them to shut up.

 

All of a sudden, they kept shouting Claudie….!

 

The name would have already resonated throughout the world, including the Mage Tower.

 

But I couldn’t just ignore it, right?

 

They might take a step further and recite the full name.

 

‘Even if I can put up with everything else, that fucking name Romeo…!’

 

On TV, in the news, and in the community.

 

It would roll all day long.

 

To hell with pride, I would be so ashamed that I wouldn’t have the confidence to walk around with my head held up! So, I manifested black magic, 『Black Tube』. The demons, including the Demon King Andras, were not allowed to use their senses.

 

And now.

 

If he had been quick-witted, he would have noticed from my words.

 

The fact that I was the Claudie he’d been looking for.

 

So I showed up like this.

 

I am telling you, why did you come looking at me by mentioning that name?

 

Needless to say, I wasn’t the one who had to answer.

 

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Exorcism: Invites the demon to the consciousness.

 

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In the space of consciousness, we could have a conversation even if he didn’t have his senses.

 

I asked Andras, who was trembling with fear.

 

No, I interrogated him.

 

“It’s not a name a bastard who doesn’t know his place would know.”

 

“…”

 

“Tell me where you heard that name.”

 

Was I a bit mean?

 

But, honestly, I should be mad.

 

Grrgh–

 

Andras foamed at his beak.

 

Was he already gone into shock when I hadn’t even started a proper interrogation?

 

His condition was so bad that I wondered if I could get the answer I wanted this way.

 

Still, Andras continued to say the same thing.

 

“I heard… from great evil… Great evil…”

 

Great evil?

 

Yeah, it was not for no reason that the name caught his attention.

 

Anyway, demons were really loose-lipped.

 

They were good at that.

 

As expected, you did a good job of stopping him from talking, Hoyeol.

 

After a moment of self-praise, I continued to ask more questions.

 

“Which of the six.”

 

Seven Deadly Sins.

 

Among them, Greed was put into hell with my own hands, so it was true that there were six of them.

 

From Andras’ point of view, this was a story that must be kept hidden.

 

However, no matter how hard he tried, it would be impossible to keep his beak closed.

 

What kind of space was the consciousness in exorcism?

 

I had control over the consciousness.

 

If I asked, he had no choice but to answer.

 

“G-G-Glutton….!”

 

Spurt–

 

Andras coughed out blood from his mouth.

 

It seemed they had signed a contract to keep it a secret.

 

‘Anyway, whether it’s a great evil or a demon king.’

 

There was a saying that those who have more would want more.

 

‘So, should I say this is fortunate?’

 

I was familiar with Gluttony of the Seven Deadly Sins.

 

The day when I received heavenly luck with the siren’s blessing.

 

I witnessed Gluttony through the [Evil Eye’s Telescope].

 

Well, since demons possessed people on a daily basis, their appearance was meaningless.

 

Even so, I was a demon hunter.

 

If I ever ran into him, I might be able to sense him.

 

‘By the way.’

 

Naturally, I had questions.

 

Gluttony, that damn name…

 

No, the name Claudie, how did he know it?

 

‘How come I only have endless questions?’

 

I swallowed my regret and looked back on my memories.

 

‘…Wait a minute.’

 

I remembered.

 

The day when I had received heavenly luck.

 

The only question I had left.

 

Yeah.

 

The Elder Dragon, Eunaxus.

 

The Elf clan led by Argentress.

 

The Transcendent, Urus.

 

The Seven Deadly Sin, Gluttony.

 

A bomb that looked like it would explode at any moment.

 

I remembered the transcendent on the broom who had sorted out the situation.

 

Then questions began to interlock.

 

‘…!’

 

Skal’s Dragon Knight class quest.

 

It had stated the ‘great family’.

 

And at this moment.

 

Andras said he heard the name ‘Claudie’.

 

From Gluttony who had been present there.

 

Soon, I came to a conclusion.

 

…That mess was sorted out with Claudie’s name?!