I Gave Up on Conquering the Heroines – Chapter 134

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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Ten hours.

That’s how long Solra had been trapped within the Heavenly Armor Plate, a barrier that reflected all physical force.

He had tried to escape by blasting it with lightning magic, only to be electrocuted by his own reflected attacks.

Enduring the confinement itself wasn’t difficult. He had endured worse. He had spent days without food, water, or even sufficient oxygen.

It was the price of becoming a Holy Knight of the Holy Empire.

But that wasn’t why he was so furious.

He could control his hunger, thirst, and need for sleep with sheer willpower, but there was one urge a human couldn’t suppress, a need that, if ignored, would lead to internal complications.

Solra had failed to hold on and wet himself.

About a minute later, the Heavenly Armor Plate deactivated, and a pile of dirt rained down on him.

An indescribable rage consumed him.

Boom!

His gauntlet burst through the ground.

Pushing tons of earth with his back, he slowly emerged, his eyes burning with a desire for revenge.

“Mijung. Mijung, come out. I’ll kill you.”

The one who impersonated a Heavenly King and buried him alive. And he knew about Solra’s allegiance to Draken.

He had to die, before he could report Solra’s betrayal to the church.

‘Come to think of it, it was strange. Ordering me to kill an innocent child… The Archdemon I met was more noble than that.’

Mijung’s behavior had been suspicious from the start.

Even if the Heavenly Kings were hostile towards the Papal Office, would they really test his loyalty by ordering him to kill a civilian?

The Archdemon who offered him the position of Heavenly King had seemed far more virtuous and noble.

They wouldn’t have ordered the senseless slaughter of a child from an enemy nation. The Heavenly Kings were, at the very least, a group with a sense of ethics and principles.

That’s what Solra believed.

“Wait, Solra. Let’s talk.”

“Is that your last will?”

His pants were still wet.

Suppressing his rage, Solra approached the man who lay collapsed on the ground, suffering from magical exhaustion.

When he had been trapped within that impenetrable barrier, he thought the man was far stronger than him, but now he was certain that wasn’t the case.

Without magical power, the man was helpless.

“I’m curious how you knew about me and the Heavenly Kings, but you’re too dangerous. You have to die.”

“If you kill him, give me the black orb, Solra.”

“Who are you?”

Solra turned around and frowned.

A giant spider monster stood in his way. White, human-like skin covered its head, but it had been cut, and blood was flowing freely. Eyes covered its body.

It looked like a monster created through some twisted experiment.

“Didn’t Belphegor tell you? I’m your senior, Heavenly King Kali.”

“You’re the Great Druid? Don’t make me laugh. I heard the Great Druid Kali is a benevolent mother of nature, maintaining the world’s balance. Not a spider monster like you.”

“Aha ha ha… You’re right, but I’m not in my right mind at the moment. If I get my true soul back, I can return to being the mother of nature. But more importantly, don’t you also hate him?”

“Yes.”

“Then let’s join forces! I hate him too! I want to tear that girl apart and devour her!”

“Girl…?”

Solra’s eyes narrowed at the discrepancy.

Girl? Mijung was the man lying on the ground, wasn’t he?

“What did this girl do?”

“She humiliated me! She made me, a Heavenly King, look like a fool, forcing me into a mutual destruction with a mere blood ghoul with a club!”

“Is that all? You hold such a grudge just because your pride was hurt? Are you really the Great Druid?”

This wasn’t what the Archdemon had told him.

This made Kali sound like a petty, vindictive murderer. And her grotesque appearance didn’t fit the image of a benevolent mother of nature.

“Of course not. That thing is just a spider monster impersonating Kali, Solra. I’m the real Heavenly King.”

“Don’t lie! I won’t fall for it! All four seats of the Heavenly Kings are filled, except for mine!”

“You’re behind on the news. Great Druid Kali is dead. Didn’t Belphegor tell you?”

“What?!”

“You know the former Heavenly King, Transylvania, right? I took her place after Kali died. I trapped you because I thought you would attack me before I could explain. Forgive me.”

Yoo-jin seized the opportunity and fabricated an explanation.

The spider monster was speechless, but it couldn’t find any flaws in his story. Kali was dead.

So, which was more believable? That someone took her place, or that she had been resurrected?

Surprisingly, resurrection was the more plausible explanation, but whether Solra would believe it was another matter.

“Damn it! I have to tear that brat’s jaw off…!”

Enraged, the spider monster almost lunged past Solra to kill the man on the ground, but a vision flashed through its mind – a blade slicing it in half.

It hesitated.

‘The Evil Eye?!’

The ability to see not only one’s own future, but also the future of others.

The power of the Evil Eye.

Solra had somehow retrieved it and placed it back in his empty eye socket.

“I’ll return the Evil Eye I took from you. Ordering you to kill a child and trapping you underground… it was all a test. You passed. I’ll promote you to Heavenly King soon.”

“Don’t lie! I’m the Heavenly King! I’m Kali! I’ve been resurrected! How could he take my place?! It’s an obvious lie!”

“That ugly monster, a Heavenly King? No way.”

“Aaaaagh!!! You’re driving me crazy! You can’t even leave me alone in death, you damn human brat!!!”

Solra’s hesitation vanished.

He tightened his grip on his sword. It was clear who the real Heavenly King was.

“Die! You monster who kills for such trivial reasons!”

“No! Stop! My true soul is right there! Ah! Aaaah!!!”

Boom!

Solra lunged forward with blinding speed. His blonde hair, freed from its braid, flowed behind him as his two-handed sword flashed.

“Gah! Gah! Aaagh!!!”

“Her eyes keep regenerating, even after being stabbed. You pathetic monster. How dare you impersonate Great Druid Kali?”

“I am her! I’m the real Kali!”

“I don’t believe you!”

If she could regenerate endlessly, he would just keep attacking until she died.

He stabbed and slashed at her regenerating eyes, covering her body in wounds.

Finally, there was no flesh left for new eyes to grow from.

The spider monster tried to accelerate, but it was useless against the Evil Eye. Solra effortlessly dodged her attacks, shattering her legs.

Even without the Evil Eye, the spider monster’s reaction speed couldn’t match Solra’s.

“Wait! I have an interesting offer! You seem to be a skilled swordsman. I know the location of a powerful sword! A legendary blade that was thought to exist only in-”

“I don’t need it!”

All he cared about was his brother’s life. He didn’t need anything else.

Not legendary swords, not magical swords, nothing.

“Gyaaaaa!”

Solra resumed his relentless assault.

He shattered her regenerating legs, cutting, slashing, and crushing them. He repeated the process endlessly, and the spider monster’s regeneration gradually slowed.

Even the most tenacious regenerative abilities had their limits. It had exhausted its energy and could no longer regenerate.

“What a tenacious life force. When you go to the underworld, ask Great Druid Kali for forgiveness. She’s benevolent, so she might show you mercy.”

“You fool…!”

Crack!

Solra’s blade bisected the spider monster. It couldn’t regenerate anymore, its severed halves twitching from rigor mortis.

It was finally dead, with no chance of resurrection.

“Well done.”

“Don’t put your hand on my shoulder, damn it. That thing definitely wasn’t Kali, but I don’t completely trust your claim of being a Heavenly King.”

“You should. If I weren’t a Heavenly King, I would have reported your betrayal to the Papal Office by now. And I returned your Evil Eye.”

“That’s true, but…”

Solra eyed Yoo-jin suspiciously.

He looked weak, even considering his magical exhaustion.

He had seemed much stronger when they first met… Perhaps it had been an illusion, a powerful illusion that altered perception. And that impenetrable barrier… With those abilities, he was certainly powerful enough to be a Heavenly King.

“I believe you. You’re a Heavenly King. The Archdemon I met was a noble being. That vulgar monster who treats human life so lightly couldn’t possibly be her comrade.”

“Well, yes. You’re right.”

Solra and Yoo-jin shook hands.

A relaxed smile appeared on Yoo-jin’s lips. He wasn’t worried about the aftermath. Someone was coming to take care of it.

Footsteps approached.

Solra turned around, his hand on his sword.

“Solra! Where have you been?!”

“Luna!”

Cardinal Nicholas appeared from around the corner, his voice booming.

Solra immediately knelt.

Necromancer Luna.

The Heavenly King he served.

“And what is this mess…?”

“I met with Lord Mijung, one of the Four Heavenly Kings. This spider monster was impersonating Great Druid Kali, so we killed it together.”

“What are you talking about?! That monster was Kali! You just killed a Heavenly King! You idiot!!!”

“What…?”

Solra blinked in confusion.

Ignoring the enraged Luna, he looked around and realized that the man called Mijung had vanished.

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