Episode 161
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Even if the Immortal Frederick appeared, and even if the White Mage of the 7th Circle, Vorenus, died, nothing would have changed.
There were still Church troops there who had broken the cause of the Crusades and attacked Dale’s forces… … .
At the same time, Dale’s father, the Black Duke, was also there.
Although he has the body of a twelve-year-old boy, the sense of intimidation may not be the same as before in many ways. However, that does not mean that the contents of his body have changed.
The battle is not over yet.
Although the two sides’ units faced each other at a distance under Dale’s orders, it was only a momentary truce resulting from an unexpected turn of events.
And after the unexpected turn of events, the two rich men of Saxony were there.
“No matter what the situation was, I never thought the church’s troops would attack us.”
It was undoubtedly an act of betrayal within Saxon territory, and they must have intended to cover up Dale’s ending as a regrettable disaster in the Demon King’s Territory.
It was a truly unfunny sight.
The black ball just raised its head.
“Thank you, Father.”
It was at that very moment. In the midst of the tense standoff between the two units, Dale opened his mouth without a care.
The Immortal Frederick was literally a monster among monsters, something that even Dale, as he is now, could not do anything about.
Only then could I realize how vast the world was and how I had been a frog in a well.
Furthermore, Dale’s father did not hesitate to stand in front of him for his son’s sake. In a situation where his body was torn to pieces and broken, and death was imminent, it was a deus ex machina that even Dale could not have expected.
Although he was confident that Shuv would help him in some way, he never imagined that his father would show up.
That’s why an inexplicable emotion squeezed Dale’s heart even more.
“I, too, am so glad that it’s not too late.”
The black ball nodded with a quiet smile, as if it was a boy looking at Dale from the past.
Just then, the man turned his head towards the church where his son and the Saxon troops had attacked.
The smile that had been on the Duke of Saxony’s face until just now disappeared.
“I cannot help but feel regret at the recklessness that the church has shown since ancient times.”
And then, to prove the notoriety of the Black Ball that everyone knew, he waved his hand.
“Foolish things.”
It was a voice without even a shred of emotion, one that he showed in front of his enemies.
Strictly speaking, the man there was not the ‘black ball’ that ‘everyone knew’, but rather a boy close to Dale’s younger brother… … But that was a good thing. In a way, it was a blessing. It was better than the despair they would feel upon learning the identity of the man in front of them.
Before they knew it, the church troops had begun to prepare for battle against them. In response, the troops behind the Saxon rich men were also about to prepare for battle.
Dale turned his head and shook it gently at Lord Yoness, who was standing far back, as if to say that there was no need to do so.
It was just then.
thud!
The earth shook.
Swish, swish!
At the same time, right in front of where Dale and the Black Ball were standing, the ground began to split apart, forming a boundary.
‘Earthquake magic… …?’
Dale thought for a moment at the sight. No.
In the cracks in the earth that are split like crevasses… … .
Kuung!
Something unidentifiable rose up. It was a tower made of bones. A tower? No. It was the forelimb of a creature.
Forelimbs made of bone.
An absurdly large bony foreleg rose up and slammed down on the church unit in front of it.
A scream rang out. The impact was like a building literally collapsing, and the troops caught in its front legs were flattened beyond recognition. Once again, the ground shook from the overwhelming impact.
But that blow was never an ‘attack’.
The act of shaking the earth and crushing a wing of the church unit was nothing more than ‘it’s’ foreleg stepping forward to rise above the ground.
The frozen ground of the Demon King’s Realm split apart, and from the bottom of the abyss it began to crawl out.
It was a dragon with nothing but bones left.
Dragon of Death.
‘… … !’
Furthermore, when he understood the symbolism of the act, Dale could not help but hold his breath in shock.
The double-headed dragon that symbolizes the empire. Furthermore, it is the surname of the imperial family, meaning the chief dragon (Pendragon).
In the Dragon Empire, the Black Dragon was literally a dragon of death that blasphemed the empire.
The dragon of death roared, spreading its wings. No, strictly speaking, they weren’t even wings.
It was a wing bone.
A dark sound that seemed to tear the earth apart engulfed the entire area. A sound of despair imbued with the darkness of black magic.
Howl Of Terror.
The horses, gripped by fear, flailed about in fits of rage, and even the soldiers were no exception.
Deserters began to appear one after another, shaking their limbs and weeping, or unilaterally breaking ranks and running away.
However, whether the Black Knight had used some trick or not, it was the enemies of the Church who were exposed to the fear and darkness that the Dragon of Death scattered. However, that did not mean that the soldiers and horses of the Saxon side did not tremble at the sight.
The shadow of death, darkness and fear that clearly distinguishes the piano and is scattered.
The dragon of death spread its wing bones and took flight.
The shadow of the rising dragon engulfed the area, and the twilight of the crimson moonlight passed by without ever reaching the ground.
Light disappeared from this world, and darkness descended.
It was the shadow of death that could not be escaped.
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The last survivors of the church were there.
Master Templars, fanatics of the Knights Templar, clad in blood armor.
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They had no more strength left to fight.
But that never meant surrender.
“Cursed be you even in death, you Saxon apostates!”
“I can’t wait for the hell that awaits you!”
“Do we have anything to fear from death? The heaven of our sister gods awaits us!”
In front of their swearing, the black ball sneered coldly.
“Did you say it was heaven?”
Not caring even for the shell of the body, containing a fear that cannot be compared to anything else.
“Unfortunately, you will not enter heaven.”
“Ha, how dare an apostate who will be damned in hell doubt our faith!”
One of the Master Templars sneered, and the Black Knight tilted his head in puzzlement at that remark.
“Have you not yet understood what I mean?”
Accelerating eight circles along his heart.
“What you should really fear is not death itself… … ”
To prove the notoriety and cruelty of the Black Hole that people think it is.
“Because it is an eternal life that even death cannot be permitted.”
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To put it simply, the Crusades ended in victory, and it was a victory achieved at unspeakable sacrifice.
Among the four units, the main force led by the 7th Prince Modred was the only one to survive, while the church’s forces were annihilated without a single one remaining, including the 7th Circle’s white magician Vorenus and the Master Templar.
In comparison, the Red Tower and Saxon forces achieved victory relatively unscathed, but neither the imperial family nor the church raised any objections or quarrels about it.
It was thanks to the ugly truth hidden within the proud victories of the Crusaders.
The Duke of Saxony proclaimed that the lands of the Demon Territory had been reclaimed in his name, and the Church celebrated the victory of the Crusades, saying that “the will of the Goddess had been done,” despite the untold sacrifices.
The Viscount of Saxony and Dale also officially thanked their church for its zeal and martyrdom.
The fact that the Church betrayed and attacked Saxony within the Crusades meant that they held a surefire card that would give them the upper hand against the Church in the future.
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At that time, in the bedroom of the duke and duchess in the Saxon ducal castle.
A boy who you could almost believe was Dale’s younger brother was sitting on the bed, sipping wine.
It was around that time that my wife Elena, who had just finished showering, returned to the room wrapped in a bathrobe.
“Hehe, honey.”
“… … .”
As a loving wife more than ever, Elena sat down beside the Duke of Saxony, unable to hide her smile.
“It’s hard to believe that you had such a cute time.”
In front of Elena, who whispered as if she was truly happy, the Duke of Saxony could only remain silent.
“Oh my, you’re so cute.”
“I won’t stop teasing you.”
The Duke of Saxony turned his head away, coughing awkwardly. But the smile on Elena’s lips showed no sign of disappearing.
When the Duke of Saxony first appeared at the ducal palace, his wife Elena could not forget the shock she felt at that time.
A boy who resembles the Duke of Saxony very much, but is younger than Dale.
That’s understandable, because he thought that his ‘accidental child’, of which he was unaware, had come to see his father.
That was until those words came out of the mouth of a boy who looked exactly like the Duke of Saxony.
‘It’s me, it’s me. Elena.’
‘… … ?’
But after realizing that her beloved one had suddenly returned to the body of a twelve-year-old boy… … .
“When I see you, I feel happy because it reminds me of Dale’s little brother.”
Elena smiled seductively, her smile meaningful.
“Come to think of it, wouldn’t three children be better than two?”
The Duke of Saxony, who had noticed the smile, cleared his throat in embarrassment.
“No, Elena. As you can see, my condition right now is a little… … .”
“Oh my, but wasn’t the man inside you the one I love?”
The relationship between the two couples was more lively than ever.
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“dad!”
Elena wasn’t the only one who had changed towards the young Duke of Black. To the seven-year-old Lise, the usual Duke of Saxony was a kind and affectionate father, unlike his notoriety that people feared, and when that father returned to his childhood body.
“Come play with me quickly!”
“Okay, Lize. Okay, just don’t run too fast.”
“huh!”
He started jumping around excitedly as if he had found a new friend. Watching him, his father, the Duke of Saxony, smiled bitterly.
From a distance, it was a scene that made one doubt whether they were really close siblings.
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With matters settled in the Demon King’s Territory, the Duke of Saxony had a mountain of work to do.
Nevertheless, due to certain circumstances, the Duke of Saxony was unable to appear in public, and the one filling that void was, after all, his representative.
Dale, the eldest son of the House of Saxony.
Officially, the Duke of Saxony was in his workshop on some sort of business, and so it fell to Dale to sit on the ‘Duchess’s Throne’ in his stead.
Not the Saxon Viscounty in the Demon’s Territory.
A new regime of the Duchy of Saxony was established, ruled by Dale as the representative of the Duke of Saxony.
And becoming a representative of the Duke of Saxony was not simply a matter of ruling over a single duchy.
The one who stands at the top of the black tower.
That is why, every year, during the period when the ‘Tower Test’ was held, I visited the Black Tower of Necropolis as the successor to the Black Tower Lord.
In the meantime, most of the schedule of Black Gong, the father who had a long-awaited vacation, was spent being a playmate for his energetic young daughter, Lize.
Furthermore, as one of the best magicians on the continent, teaching magic to Lize was no exception.
