The Regressed Son of a Duke is an Assassin Chapter 285

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Episode 285. Flow for him (5)

“… … .”

I woke up to a strange feeling, as if something had stabbed my cheek.

If I were to describe how I feel right now, would it be like falling alone into the depths of the ocean with no bottom in sight?

It feels truly empty and helpless.

I needed to open my eyes and check what was around me, but I didn’t really want to do that.

What will change if you look at it?

Anyone could see that fighting the Demon King while his mind was extremely damaged from destroying the subspace of the Holy Sword was reckless.

It was natural for Kayram to be scolded.

But I had to go.

If I don’t go, the Demon King will eventually kill other humans, and there is no one but me who can end the massacre.

It’s not like I went without thinking.

Even if it were like this, didn’t you make a plan in the worst situation?

In a desperate situation where the devil was about to end my life, I offered my soul to Kayram and left my body behind.

Although it took me a while not to see my father for the last time,

What’s the point in even bothering to care?

It’s not even my body anymore.

I definitely kept my promise to Kayram.

The promise he made that he would never let her be sacrificed.

Since I completely gave away my body, I think I will fight on my own from now on.

If the body made with the blood of a demonic beast, the senses of an assassin, and the power of the god of black fog are all handled under her leadership, no matter how powerful the demon lord with the Four Swords is, she will not be able to defeat him.

“… … .”

But the more I think about it, the weirder it gets, right?

They must have told me to eat my soul, so why do I still have my sanity?

This is because I don’t want to move my body, but I can move if I want to.

Look.

Aren’t both arms and legs moving freely like this?

I even felt a brief light shining through my eyes that were closed with my eyelids.

It was as if I was being drawn to that light.

I opened my eyes naturally.

“… … .”

Uh, so this is.

Just looking at the cancer, it is not a demon world.

This place, where the blowing air itself is clearly different, is a completely different world.

It wasn’t a familiar place, but it didn’t feel that unfamiliar either.

-Hwiiing

The smell of dried blood wafted through the pitiful wind.

I naturally moved forward following the familiar scent, but stopped after only a few steps.

Ah, I remembered

This is the worst place in my entire life.

Near Sebelinas, the capital of the Usif Empire.

In the middle of a nameless forest covered with green leaves.

I saw a corpse that looked vaguely familiar.

A man lying lonely with both his wrists cut and bleeding all over his body.

It’s me.

There was nothing around, just my dead body lying there miserably.

What is it?

Am I having a nightmare right now?

It’s too vivid for that, isn’t it?

First of all, I understand that this is not a normal situation, no matter what it is.

The countless knights, assassins, and wizards who attacked me.

Boris, who commanded them,

The holy sword that directly cut off my life and its owner.

They were nowhere to be seen.

After killing me, did you just leave it there without even taking care of it?

Well, I’m sure he never left it there with good intentions.

They may have left it to be dealt with by passing animals, or they may have made up a false case that an imperial knight was assassinated by a stranger and used it to dispose of someone else.

If that’s the devil, he’s the kind of guy who can do that.

So the question now is why this terrible memory is unfolding before me.

They say that a person’s entire life’s memories pass by like the wind before they die, but is that happening now?

What should I make of this… … .

-Ssuk

Suddenly, I felt a presence on the other side of where my body was.

I instinctively hid myself under a tree.

Soon, a stranger wearing a cloak all over his body approached my corpse.

Even his face was covered with a hood, so it was impossible to identify him.

However, judging by her gait and overall appearance, I could tell that she was a woman with an ordinary build.

Who is it?

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Was this a wizard sent to dispose of my corpse later?

Then you wouldn’t have come alone?

I looked around to see if there were any other guardian knights or companions, but I couldn’t see any.

She just looked at my corpse blankly for about a minute, without doing anything to burn it or lift it and move it to another place.

Then, all of a sudden, he seemed to collapse,

“… … !”

He began to wail while clutching my corpse.

I’m embarrassed at this point.

What is that girl?

Who is it that holds someone’s corpse and cries so sadly?

It’s not something to brag about, but at the time, I had almost no one who could shed tears for me.

I didn’t even have a lover, let alone a wife.

Who on earth would cry for me when I was stabbed in the back by the brother I devoted my whole life to?

I don’t know if this really happened after I died in my past life, or if it’s just a nightmare-like fantasy.

A strong desire to check that woman’s face arose within me.

I approached her without hesitation.

I approached her with great strides, making a bold move, but she didn’t even glance at me.

It seemed like he wasn’t even aware of my presence.

The moment I bent down to check the face buried in my corpse,

“young master… … .”

My body froze when I heard a completely unexpected sound.

what?

What did this woman say just now?

“really sorry. young master… … .”

young master. It’s a master.

In my past life, after Bert left the mansion, there was no one who could call me master?

This unknown woman clearly held my body and said that she was a master.

No.

At this point, it makes no sense not to know its identity.

This familiar voice, this familiar sound, this familiar atmosphere.

This woman must be… … .

“Emily?”

Despite my embarrassing calls, she didn’t look at me.

I just sob endlessly as I look at my cold, discolored corpse.

* * *

-Whoa!

“here is?”

“It looks like he’s back.”

The three women returned to Arem through transfer magic.

It was the exact spot where I encountered Nagel, just before the transfer.

-Pow!

Before I had time to sort out the situation, a strong explosion was heard from the center of the residential area.

Although they do not know exactly what happened, the three women were intuitively convinced that it was related to Xian or the Demon King.

“I guess Papa is here!”

Nana, who was the first to sense Xian’s energy, opened her eyes and said.

Lunav also smelled Xian’s scent and his eyes brightened.

“Let’s go quickly, sister!”

“Now, wait a minute, Nana!”

Without Arin having time to stop her, Nana rushed to where Xian was.

-thud

But it wasn’t long before I bumped into something and landed on my butt.

“are you okay?”

Nana nodded, rubbing her forehead.

Lunav, who followed, frowned as she saw a transparent curtain waving in the air.

“It’s a restricted barrier.”

Given the circumstances, it appeared to be the barrier that Nagel had instructed the Devil Dragons to use.

“To prevent the damage from spreading, it looks like they created a double wave, but unfortunately it was blocked right in front of us.”

“Can’t you turn it off?”

“It’s not impossible, but it takes some time. If it’s a dragon’s barrier, it’ll take a few hours… … .”

-piing

At that moment, a brief light appeared from the barrier blocking the front.

It seemed to spread like a wave, but soon a small gap was created, large enough for one person to pass through.

“Can we go in now?”

Arin and Lunav looked at Nana with surprised eyes.

“Uh, how did you do it, Nana?”

“I don’t know? “I touched it just in case, and it opened on its own.”

Nana answered with a bright smile.

“let’s hurry! “Papa is waiting!”

“Wait.”

Nana was about to rush forward again, but Lunav grabbed her arm and stopped her.

“There is no point in going blindly. If the senior is really fighting the devil in there, we need to go and decide clearly what we should do. If you really don’t want to be disturbed… … .”

“Are we going to decide in advance how we will help?”

“Depending on how you decide on your direction, the way you can help your seniors will also vary.”

“direction?”

“Will I save my senior and live together, or will I help him kill the demon lord?” … . “It would be a priority to decide on that first.”

Arin trembled at the mention of killing the Demon King.

“If I had to ask, the second seems more likely. “It seems impossible to completely return to the human world while the Demon King is alive in the first place.”

In fact, even that seemed close to impossible.

Didn’t you already feel it when you faced the Demon King face to face?

His incredible strength makes you feel more fear than death just by standing face to face with him.

“Couldn’t it be resolved peacefully? “Without anyone getting hurt?”

“In the current situation, it seems close to impossible… … .”

“Ho, are you Lunav?”

Runab immediately turned his head when he heard a familiar voice calling him.

“… … !”

Lunav, who spotted someone familiar, frowned in disbelief.

Arin and Nana also turned their heads, but unlike Lunav, they tilted their heads.

A location exactly twenty steps away from where the three women were.

There, Rogers, the general manager of the Demon King Castle,

“Bestie?”

Belcarion’s companion, Betsy, was there.

* * *

-bang! bang! bang!

The speed is much faster than before, the power is stronger, and the atmosphere flows out.

Upon awakening, Xian literally became a completely different being.

Every time the swords collided, a sound like thunder rang out.

However, both men’s mouths were filled with joyful smiles.

“Mugeom (霧劍): A song and dance of black blood!”

The Dancer of the Mist, who regained her body, drew a fascinating curve in the air with her sword, and the curve soon turned into dozens of sword energy that attacked Belkarion’s entire body.

The Demon King swept away all of the rapidly approaching sword energy with the Four Swords.

-Wooow.

Without stopping on defense, Belcarion immediately counterattacked.

He transferred the enormous amount of magical energy generated from his body to the Four Swords, and swung the sword, which burned red like the sun, fiercely towards Kayram.

Kayram did not dodge and accepted the blow.

-bang!

The fierce clash caused a strong ripple in the surrounding area.

“Are there a lot of people like you in the human world?”

“Is that possible? There are a lot of idiots who are making a fuss because they can’t even take care of their bodies properly. “He is special.”

“If you look at Amman, it doesn’t look like Xi’an, does it? “Who is in your body right now?”

“Why don’t you ask that handsome sword in your hand?”

Kayram said with a cruel laugh.

“I told you a while ago, right? I’m not feeling very well. “I’m so annoyed that I had to do this because of a bastard like you!”

Sian’s hands, shaken by emotion, trembled slightly.

“Let’s just get this over with quickly. “Aren’t you the only ones this sister has to put an end to?”

Kayram threw away his sword and stepped back for a moment.

Soon, a large amount of black fog erupted again from Xian’s body that she had encroached upon.

Not to be outdone, Belkarion also raised stronger magical energy.

They began making final preparations for the final blow.

There was a strong determination in each other’s eyes to never back down.

The moment when the final blow that will decide the game is about to be struck,

“draft!!”

“Belcarion!!”

They stopped moving as if they were lying as they cried out earnestly to each other.

(Continued in the next part)

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