Episode 374: Villain (1)
10 minutes ago.
Chris was watching the situation from a few steps away.
“Did you get what you needed?”
“Yes, I have seen a lot. “I learned why Carlos, who is considered the greatest warrior of Valhalla, said that the ugly truth of Valhalla lies in the southern tomb.”
I listened.
Right after leaving the tomb.
Roman Dmitry made a strange statement.
It said that the Duke of Vieto might be behind this incident, and that no matter what happens in the future, you should never panic.
For Chris, just the hypothesis made his blood run cold.
I hoped that Roman Dmitry’s expectations would end in unnecessary worries for the first time due to a possibility that he had never thought of.
however.
As time passed, the content of the conversation became more strange.
Normal people didn’t feel awkward, but at least by Chris’s standards, the conversation was incoherent.
“What do you plan to do next?”
“For now, I plan to return to Dmitri. For the time being, I plan to relieve my fatigue and learn about ‘Stern Walhalla’ based on data obtained from the tombs in the south. He is not a person who will collapse so vainly. By the way, your Majesty, the Emperor of Valhalla, please take care of yourself. Due to this incident, it is clear that the Kronos Empire will designate His Majesty the Emperor as a target for assassination. Only if His Majesty the Emperor is safe can Valhalla survive.”
“… … This is a problem that has already been resolved. “No matter what Kronos does, I don’t plan on taking a single step back.”
On the outside, it was heartwarming.
But the truth is different.
Roman Dmitry clearly pointed to Duke Vieto as the mastermind, so there was no reason to have a friendly conversation with the person currently called the Emperor of Valhalla.
In fact, the initial conversation showed a colder response than usual.
So, of course, I expected a passionate war of words, but as I listened to the conversation, which was strangely different from the first, Chris put his hand on his sword.
“Kevin.”
“yes.”
“Prepare for battle.”
“All right.”
No explanation was needed.
At Chris’s signal, Kevin gave a wink, and Dmitry’s soldiers each mentally prepared themselves.
I didn’t know what was happening.
but.
I trusted Roman Dmitry.
No matter what happens in the future, they will ignore the visible truth and follow Roman Dmitry.
It was then.
Sigh!
“omg?!”
“This is crazy!”
It was an unexpected action.
Roman Dmitry was chatting well when he suddenly approached the Emperor of Valhalla, tilted his head back and looked at him with a cold expression.
Sanchez, who was watching the situation from afar, widened his eyes.
He rushed out and tried to stop Roman Dmitry, but the sudden situation led directly to an unbelievable ending.
“I am a person who is naturally accustomed to playing villainous roles.”
Crack.
Roman Dmitry twisting his head.
The Valhalla Emperor, a five-star swordsman, fell to the ground without even being able to resist.
* * *
I was in shock.
Sanchez stopped walking.
The gaze that alternately checked Roman Dmitri and the Valhalla Emperor shook violently, unable to accept the truth before his eyes.
“Uh, ah. “Aaaah!”
I screamed.
Who is the Emperor of Valhalla?
When everyone was trying to ignore the tyranny of the previous emperor, Duke Vieto was willing to risk his life for his people.
It was a noble spirit.
If he had moderately compromised with reality, he would have lived a peaceful retirement, but in response to Sánchez’s call to think about the country’s safety, he took on the role of leader of the rebel army that no one wanted to take on.
he is.
He was a hero.
I shouldn’t have died like this, and more than anything, I couldn’t believe that the other person was Roman Dmitri.
“What a bastard!”
“How dare you, His Majesty the Emperor of Valhalla!”
There was chaos everywhere.
Those who could not accept reality at first turned on their eyes and raised their aura when they realized that Roman Dmitry was the culprit.
The number of people watching the situation here was quite large.
The number was as high as hundreds of thousands, and they surrounded the surrounding area to the extent that it was crowded with people wherever you looked.
An imminent situation.
Dmitry’s soldiers guarded Roman Dmitry’s back.
Although they were equally confused, they had strong faith in Roman Dmitry’s judgment in any situation.
and.
“I will explain the situation separately as soon as things are resolved.”
——————
faqwiki.us
Join our Discord for new chapter updates!
https://discord.com/invite/xr7SxG5T6V
——————
Roman Dmitry said:
I believed it.
Roman Dmitry is not a person who would do anything that is not absolutely necessary, and Chris decided that there was a reason for the disparate conversation the two had with the Emperor of Valhalla.
It was a level of trust that had been built up step by step.
In a situation where it would not be surprising if a battle broke out at any time, Sanchez raised his voice with an angry face, as if he had lost his mind.
“Roman Dmitry! Was this the intention from the beginning? When he told me to go to Duke Vieto and attempt a rebellion, it was not for the coexistence of Valhalla and Dmitry, but to plunge Valhalla into an abyss!”
supported by evil
Roman Dmitry spoke with a calm face as he watched the shouting.
“What you see is not the truth. Sanchez, if you want to calm down and listen to me, explain the situation… … .”
“No, I don’t need your explanation. Duke Vieto became the emperor of Valhalla. He was Valhalla’s hope, and he was an essential figure for Valhalla’s future. “You killed that person.”
I stopped talking.
The voice became louder.
The eyes filled with anger did not even make an effort to understand the situation that did not make common sense.
“Even if the being that fell to the ground now was the Stern Walhalla that everyone was criticizing. You, mere strangers, have no authority to punish the Emperor of Valhalla. Morales, my teacher, and His Majesty, the Emperor of Valhalla, who was our future. You killed them all. “It means that in this sacred land where Valhalla began, you have trampled on the hope of Valhalla as if you were mocking us.”
Conversation didn’t work.
Eyes filled with madness.
I covered my ears.
I was buried in anger.
Sanchez drew his sword and raised his aura like the others.
Rumbling.
“Warriors of Valhalla, listen. “We will commemorate the death of His Majesty the Emperor of Valhalla with the life of Roman Dmitry.”
The situation turned violent.
10 minutes ago.
The people of Valhalla praised Roman Dmitry.
The warriors of Valhalla respected Roman Dmitry.
but.
It was different now.
Roman Dmitry did not try to explain further as their eyes were sparkling with anger, as if they were looking at a wicked person.
‘The Emperor of Valhalla prepared for any emergency. In a situation where he had no choice but to kill the Emperor of Valhalla, who would taint the entire Valhalla, he must have planted instigators in advance who would take charge of the situation if he were to die. Nothing will change no matter how hard you try. From the moment it was revealed that the Emperor of Valhalla was actually a being under Alexander’s orders, Dmitry and Valhalla became unable to coexist in any direction.’
It was calm.
He looked at the warriors of Valhalla and uttered a warning.
“I clearly asked for an opportunity to explain, and you are the ones who refused to even listen to it.”
As soon as those words ended.
“Attack!”
“Kill!”
“Avenge His Majesty, the Emperor of Valhalla!”
Kwarung.
Crumbling.
Warriors of Valhalla rushed in from all directions.
* * *
It was spectacular.
Roman Dmitri swung his sword forward as he saw the sight of people rushing from all directions, filling his field of vision.
‘The middle part of the Heavenly Demon Sword Technique, one second type.’
Flash.
Crumbling.
The aura exploded.
A destructive energy swept across the front lines in an instant, and dozens of warriors who were rushing in anger were torn apart at once.
But that was just the beginning.
Seeing the warriors filling the empty space as if they were not afraid of death, Roman Dmitri rushed forward and met the warriors of Valhalla head on.
Kwasik!
I destroyed the aura of the first enemy I encountered.
At that moment, when his eyes widened at the shattering aura, Roman Dmitry cut off the opponent’s head in one fell swoop.
Suddenly.
My head flew off.
In the small space secured by separating the body and head, the angry expressions of the Valhalla warriors who followed suit were visible.
Roman Dmitry blocked the fierce attack.
The warriors of Valhalla ignored defense and attacked like crazy, but their attacks did not last more than two times.
Quang!
Immediately after striking the sword.
Immediately blood spurted from the body.
The attack was so fast that I didn’t even realize how I was attacked, and I fell to the ground on my feet.
Other warriors rushed forward, using the corpses of their comrades as a stepping stone. But they also failed to carry out more than two attacks.
Roman Dmitry, running rampant in the middle of enemy lines, showed a simple and clean response that gave me goosebumps even though he was surrounded on all sides.
It was then.
“Krrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!”
“Kaaak!”
Minorities rushed in.
Yay.
Transformed into beasts, they quickly dug into the space, seized the moment their comrades were spraying blood, and attacked.
Quang!
Crumbling.
Attacks exploded from all directions.
An aura arose from the beast’s claws, and the anomalous and sudden attack created a dangerous scene as if Roman Dmitry’s skin would be torn apart.
But that’s it. The head flew off before their attack even reached him. The torso was torn apart.
The beast’s extremely developed senses showed an ability that exceeded human limitations, but even with its developed senses, it was unable to determine how Roman Dmitri moved.
When you notice an attack.
His head had already blown off.
As the wild men rushed in, the fire-making minority puffed out their cheeks and spewed out flames.
“Whoa.”
Hwareuk.
Grrrrrrrrrrrrr!
Flames swirling like a whirlpool!
Even the allies who were entangled around him were not safe from the flames, and he only aimed for Roman Dmitry’s life, ignoring the safety of his allies.
That moment.
sudden-
Grumbling.
Through the flames.
Roman Dmitry struck.
The flames did not work at all against Roman Dmitry, and the oppressive magic of the ethnic minorities who used curses collapsed at once.
My eyes were tight.
Obviously, doing this would have made it difficult to maintain numerical superiority, but Roman Dmitry crushed any attack he faced with overwhelming force.
It was the same with Ger.
As he rushed in with the wild men, his eyes widened at the shocking reality.
Flash.
“Ugh.”
Blood splattered on my chest.
Ger was a whopping 5-star swordsman, and if Yain’s physical strength was added, he was strong enough to defeat a 6-star swordsman.
However, he faced a reality that was no different from an ordinary Valhalla warrior.
Even Ger was unable to sustain more than two attacks, and Roman Dmitry’s attack tore his chest lengthwise.
I stumbled.
He took a few steps back, looked at the confusing and tangled scene, and belatedly realized reality.
“… … no way.”
It was overwhelming.
No matter what direction it comes from.
Roman Dmitry slaughtered it.
People heaped praise on his performance on the test stage, but looking at it now, it couldn’t be said to be Roman Dmitry’s full strength.
Roman Dmitry’s presence swelled significantly.
Ger was horrified by the will not to simply survive here, but to slaughter all beings that stand in his way.
‘If we had challenged him, we would have died pointlessly, let alone lost our stamina.’
It was certain.
An extraordinary existence.
From the moment he took the challenge, passing the test was certain.
Although he realized the level of what people said was the best sword on the continent, Ger couldn’t back down.
He is a warrior of Valhalla.
Also a representative of a minority race.
For warriors, dying while fighting against the strong is an honorable thing.
He was willing to risk his life.
To avenge the Emperor of Valhalla.
To prove my pride as a warrior.
like that.
Flash.
As he rushed toward Roman Dmitry, his head was blown off before he could even attempt an attack.
* * *
Screams were heard from all directions.
Death was rampant.
Sanchez, who ordered the attack, shed tears of blood mixed with the blood splattered around him.
“iced coffee-.”
I was desperate.
I lost my temper.
As Morales, his spiritual leader, and even the Emperor of Valhalla died, Sánchez was unable to make a rational decision.
He was really happy when the rebellion was successful.
He thought he could finally lead Valhalla in the right direction, but the sight of the massacre unfolding before his eyes denied his dream.
finished.
Valhalla’s hopes are dead.
If he couldn’t get his revenge, it seemed like Sanchez wouldn’t be able to live as a warrior in Valhalla.
[Yes, kill me. Kill me.]
[Roman Dmitri must be killed.]
[You killed the Emperor of Valhalla. He killed the hero of Valhalla. But why are you hesitating?]
Into his ears.
I heard the devil’s whisper.
Sánchez did not think it was a hallucination.
It was his sincerity.
Look what Roman Dmitry has done!
Kill the Emperor of Valhalla.
There was no sign of any will to reflect.
He and Valhalla could not live under the same sky, and now the command was in Sanchez’s hands.
My mind became blurry.
As if he had taken medicine, Sanchez stumbled and showed a look of madness.
“I will definitely, definitely kill you.”
Beep.
I picked up the magic communicator.
This battle.
It was a different story from the battles that took place in the territory of Valhalla before.
Even then, Roman Dmitry overcame the attacks of Valhalla and Kronos and escaped safely to Dmitry, but I was confident that it would not be possible this time.
People said that the roots of Valhalla were right here in the southern jungle.
It did not simply express a symbolic meaning; in fact, warriors amounting to 30% of the entire force of Valhalla were crouching in this jungle dense with trees.
they.
It did not move even during the civil war in Valhalla.
For those who only responded to external threats, Roman Dmitry became the justification for moving the jungle warriors.
Through the magic communicator, Sanchez shouted as if he were crying.
“Warriors of Valhalla, listen. His Majesty, the Emperor of Valhalla, has died. An outsider, Roman Dmitry, dared to kill the hero of Valhalla on Valhalla’s sacred grounds. From now on, as the Emperor’s representative, I command all warriors in Valhalla. Kill Roman Dmitry. “Do everything you can to stop him from escaping the southern jungle.”
supported by evil
Looking at the slaughtering Roman Dmitry with wide eyes, Sanchez showed his blood-stained teeth.
“This is the royal decree. “Please respond to everyone without leaving a single one out.”
Southern jungle.
An order to mobilize all of them.
It was an unprecedented event in history that had never happened since Valhalla became an empire.
Sanchez was confident.
Roman Dmitry.
You will never make it out of the southern jungle alive.
fantasy,
