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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: TushChen
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Regnas had taken on the infamy of being a king’s assassin by killing the king and nobles of the Pug Kingdom, but the Boemon Kingdom still revered him as the Saint of the Sword.
It wasn’t just the Sword Saint.
The same was true for the members of the Saintess Party who had disappeared earlier.
The Boemon Kingdom, which was founded during the conquest of the Demon King’s territory, praised the Saintess Party, who had led the Third Racial War to victory, as the saviors of humanity.
That’s why the Boemon Kingdom politely welcomed Regnas, who had fallen to become a king’s assassin, as an honored guest.
“Holy Saint of the Sword, please give your command.”
A man in full plate armor knelt down as he placed a crude-looking crown.
Tarant von Boemon.
The king of the Boemon Kingdom and the commander of the Boemon Knights.
The valiant king and knights who had recorded an undefeated streak against the Demon King’s army pledged their allegiance.
As warriors who revered the martial way, their boundless respect and reverence for the Saint of the Sword could be felt.
“I apologize for visiting without notice.”
“Not at all…! Command us to do anything.”
If it became known that they had welcomed the king’s assassin who had committed mass slaughter, they would be denounced by numerous countries, including the Valtarian Empire and the Gael Holy Kingdom.
Regnas looked at the king and knights with eyes filled with guilt.
He had dragged uninvolved people into this.
If a battle were to take place in the Immortal Fortress, devastating consequences would befall.
However, the king and knights remained unwavering.
They were filled only with the desire to repay the grace they had received from the Saintess Party, who had defeated the Demon King and saved humanity.
They were indeed knights of the Boemon Kingdom, warriors to the core.
“There will definitely be a commotion.”
“I heard the Valtarian Empire has been under successive attacks by cult forces. Is it about facing the cult bastards who raided the empire?”
Regnas spoke in a conflicted voice.
At that, Tarant opened his mouth with a puzzled look.
“No. I have someone to meet here for a moment.”
“Pardon?”
“The Warmonger. He should be coming now.”
“Th-The Warmonger…! Are you saying the Warmonger, who disappeared a long time ago, is coming?!”
Tarant let out a shock.
The same was true for the knights of the Boemon Kingdom who had been listening to the conversation.
The Warmonger.
The war hero who had appeared suddenly like a comet.
And the unidentified ghost who had disappeared as soon as he brought down the Immortal Fortress.
They swallowed hard and trembled.
The legendary Warmonger, recorded as a mystery, would descend upon the Immortal Fortress.
The king and knights felt a dizzying thrill and elation coursing through their bodies.
“As soon as he faces me… He will probably pull the trigger first. Because that’s the kind of person he is.”
“Wh-What do you mean…!”
What a terrifying thing to say.
To point a gun at a long-time comrade.
There was a possibility of a battle breaking out.
They felt anxious, thinking that the Sword Saint and the Warmonger might engage in combat with the Boemon Kingdom as the stage.
If the heroes representing humanity fought in earnest, the entire kingdom would be reduced to ashes.
Tarant looked at Regnas with eyes filled with concern.
“You don’t have to be so surprised. It’s his unique way of greeting.”
“……”
Regnas spoke with a smile full of longing.
Judging by his composed appearance, it seemed he had often received violent greetings from the Warmonger.
It’s not something to smile about at all…
Who in the world resolves their feelings with bullets?
At that, the king and knights turned pale and clicked their tongues.
“Your Majesty need not worry. I guarantee it.”
“Yes, I understand…”
Regnas, who had promised safety to the king of the Boemon Kingdom, moved his steps.
It was because Edanant must have heard the news by now.
How should he face him?
Hmm.
First, I’ll have to deflect the bullets.
Edanant will probably draw his gun as soon as they face each other.
Regnas, who had gone outside, eventually climbed the ramparts of the fortress.
It was to reminisce about the past glory of subjugating numerous monsters while traversing the continent.
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Although the Boemon Kingdom was founded by reclaiming the territory occupied by the Demon King’s army, the surrounding area was still swarming with monsters infested with dark magic.
The Holy Kingdom dispatched troops to support the kingdom.
The Holy Kingdom troops, following orders, were continuing the frontline while engaging in a back-and-forth battle with the monsters.
When the battle was almost over,
They heard the news that Regnas, who had fallen to become a king’s assassin, had entered the Immortal Fortress.
“Saintess!”
“C-Could it be that the Saintess has personally come…!”
High-ranking Holy Knights who had been overseeing the troops moved hastily.
It was because the saintess with fluttering silver hair had arrived at the Holy Knights’ garrison, accompanied by a fairy-like cute girl.
The First Saintess had come.
The garrison, which had been buzzing with the appearance of the Sword Saint, began to stir again.
Zebeline, who had arrived in the Boemon Kingdom after using the warp gate several times, immediately asked the Holy Knights about the Sword Saint’s movements.
It was because Edanant, who would soon begin acting alone, would also make an appearance.
“The Sword Saint continues to stay in the Immortal Fortress. We confirmed his presence this morning.”
“Keep this confidential. It must not be known to the public yet.”
Zebeline intentionally did not inform the Holy Kingdom that the Sword Saint had appeared in the Immortal Fortress.
If the Pope and the cardinals found out, they would surely escalate the situation.
A stage was needed to dramatically announce the return of the Warmonger.
That’s why she tried to thoroughly exclude the intervention of those who might interfere.
How far had Edanant come?
The saintess in pure white vestments raised her head and recalled Edanant’s appearance.
“What happened to the monsters infested with magic?”
“We have subjugated most of the monsters that raided the kingdom, but the leader is still holding out. It’s a persistent bastard that’s enduring despite being hit with holy magic several times.”
“Maintain thorough vigilance. Monsters tend to become more vicious when cornered.”
“Yes, understood!”
An ominous magical energy flew in on the wind.
It seemed to indicate that the leader commanding numerous monsters was still alive.
He must be preparing for a counterattack by now.
Zebeline frowned as she sensed the gradually intensifying magical energy.
“Saintess, will Edan be okay? Will he come back to us?”
After the Holy Knights withdrew, Rue asked in a tearful voice.
Perhaps it was because it was the first time she was far away from Edanant.
Unlike her usual innocent and carefree appearance, Rue showed a greatly shrunken demeanor like a puppy caught in a downpour.
She seemed to be engulfed in the fear that she might be abandoned by Edanant, following Maximilian.
“It’s alright, he’ll come soon.”
He might have left, leaving me behind.
He might never look for me again.
The light green eyes, brimming with tears, were filled with fear.
Zebeline felt a sense of empathy as she looked at Rue, who was gripped by fear.
It was because she also had a past where she had shed tears and suffered from the separation from her loved one, just like the young fairy.
“Edan has never broken a promise so far. We’ll definitely be able to meet him in a day or two.”
“R-Really…? Edan always threatened to abandon me in the mountains whenever he got angry.”
“Would Edan really abandon Rue? Maybe Marquis Hohenberc, who is over sixty…”
“Ugh.”
Now was the time to trust and wait.
I’ve waited for 3 whole years, so how can I not endure a mere three days?
Three days.
That was the time Edanant had promised.
Zebeline withdrew all the Holy Knights deployed in the Immortal Fortress and waited for the good news Edanant would send.
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The Immortal Fortress had once suffered the humiliation of collapsing under a fierce bombardment.
However, the Immortal Fortress, restored by the Boemon Knights who had driven out the Demon King’s army and reclaimed the territory, boasted the majesty of impregnability as if flaunting its past glory.
The magnificent ramparts like a carved cliff.
The gates that forbade any attack and the towers deployed in all directions to drive out intruders.
The scenery was very similar as if he had returned to the past.
No,
The fortress, which had faced successive storms, had become even more solid.
Edanant, who had been staring blankly at the impregnable fortress, let out a heavy sigh as he adjusted the iron mask covering his face.
It was because of the presence of the vampire who had stuck to him like a leech right next to him.
“I will gladly assist you, Lord Pioneer. Leave it to me!”
“…Just watch from behind. I can’t entrust it to you because I’m anxious.”
The vampire with beautiful black hair willingly put on a mask to join Edanant, who had concealed his identity with an iron mask.
It was a bit different from the crude iron mask.
The mask Ariel had created with fresh blood boasted an elegance suitable for a masquerade ball.
It’s a golden opportunity to inform the ignorant humans of the greatness of the Lord Pioneer.
It was also a turning point to proclaim that the Disaster God of War had arrived in the peaceful world.
The vampire showed an excited appearance like a child, waiting for Edanant to give orders.
‘I’m really sick and tired of this. I thought I would never come back again in my life…’
Fate is truly a persistent bastard.
To think it would drag back the ghost that had disappeared in the past.
If the knights of the Boemon Kingdom join forces with the Sword Saint, the situation will become complicated.
Of course, the Sword Saint wouldn’t use uninvolved people as bullet shields, but he always had to prepare for the worst-case scenario.
Let’s end this as quickly as possible.
Even if it means fighting the bastard who has fallen to become a king’s assassin.
“Let’s go.”
The eyes of the Warmonger, hidden beneath the iron mask, turned black.
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Here we go!!!⚔️🍿