Chapter 207 The Good Kind



He moved closer to Raith and touched his shoulder.

"See man... I will not tell you what to do. But Lady Amber is right, you can't just lay down your life because you want to save the world." He said.

Raith turned his gaze filled with irritation.

THUD

"How dare you touch my king!"

From the abyss beneath Raith's leg, a clawed hand grasped Corian's– but the white-haired elf quickly jumped away, skillfully slipping his hand out of Antares' gasp.

"What are you doing right now?"

"I apologize my king. It was irritating to watch, these gullible do not have the capacity to comprehend your thoughts yet they dare interrupt."

"Just stay put."

"Yes, my king. I humbly apologize." His hand and head that were sticking out slowly went back, being able to come out on his own accord seems to be one of the quirks of a major rank.

'What the hell was that? If I didn't jump away it would have had my hand.' Corian was overwhelmed with sweat, his clothes were already soaked in so little time.

"I am sorry about that... please pay no attention to it," Raith said facing them in general, his glance fell last on Draear who has been silent all through.

'He's the one with wyrms'

But his wyrms were not present now, Raith could tell his strength purely by perception. He was strong but not strong enough to be singled out.

All of them were considered Therut's strongest but to him, they were all nothing impressive.

'They wouldn't survive an attack from Turner.'

That was his evaluation of them after facing Turner once.

"If you have decided then you can come forward." Hallan Lamar said to Raith.

Raith walked forward with his hands in his pocket, he was so cool with all this that Draear was filled with so much respect for him.

'How? How can he be so amazing?'

Draear's eyes shone like the stars, they glittered at Raith who was about to take steps closer to Hallan Lamar.

Such a perfect man was going to die? All because he wanted to save the world? Fuck the world!

Draear was like that, that was what went in his head as he thought of Raith's magnificence and the nobility of what he was about to do. He didn't give a shit about the world of Therut, a million people can perish, he wouldn't budge. Well, what was to be expected from a cold-blooded hero?

"You can't!" His voice reached Raith. Distinguished and hoarse, carrying a certain level of elegance that soothed the ears of his hearers. Don't be surprised if he turns out to be a very good singer too.

"Excuse me?"

Raith didn't quite catch that.

"You can't do that, you can't lay down your life to save the rest. That makes no sense."

Raith narrowed his eyes.

"Are you challenging me right now?"

"No! I dare not! I just think your life is more precious than that of a million"

While his words were very amazing and Raith loved them, this was necessary, stopping it meant stopping his plans.

"Don't worry, this will be over before you know it," Raith assured him with a nod and a small smile, which was the cutest he has been since coming back to Therut.

Draear frowned upon Raith's replies. His words were hard to comprehend.

'How can he be walking to his death and not feel one ounce of remorse or fear.' Draear gulped.

'Will I have been able to do this?' He asked himself. In all situations, Draear would always evaluate himself, his teachers have thought him to do so and it has become a part of him.

If we were to forget his prideful and narcissistic side, Draear was an upright person.

"I honor your resolve. Don't worry, I will make sure that no one loses their life." Hallan Lamar said as Raith stood in front of him.

"Sure sure..." Raith nodded, knowing very well that those were all lies.

"You have to die for the gate to be opened. You have a very good dark mana, I am certain that it will open."

"I must die? There's no other way?" Raith played along, acting like he too wanted to hold onto dear life.

"Yes, there is a summoning circle I have drawn around the entire palace, from this point, your blood has to flow throughout the circle and eventually your dark mana will cause an awakening."

"Oh, interesting. So, I must die after all."

"Yes Human, you must die." Hallan Lamar nodded, carefully looking at him.

Raith still displayed no form of withholding, which caused Hallan Lamar to ask again.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

Raith chuckled, "Don't you need this more than I do, are you trying to pity me right now?"

"I..."

Hallan Lamar swallowed the next statement and sighed a smile.

"Well then. I will stab you."

Upon opening his hands, a green aura began to swirl on it and solidified into a small dagger.

Raith's eyes went down at it.

"You are sure you don't need something bigger? I have a really tough skin you know."I think you should take a look at

"Don't worry, this dagger is straight from the blood rift. Even if you are immortal it will kill you."

Raith flinched, those words hit him and made him begin to reconsider. A dagger that can kill even an immortal.

He gulped.

Despite, he wasn't showing any fear or emotions, he was perfectly hiding all that emotion within, he was not fearful no, it wasn't fear at least not yet.

"Mr. Raven." Amber Rose's hesitant voice reached him once again but had no effect.

Raith looked into Hallan Lamar's demonic eyes.

"I am ready."

[Requirements have been met]

[You are playing an act]

[Activating 'Book Of Requiems']

> Play a role before your death and unlock a status attribute that is afflicted with that role.

> Rewards are unlimited but limited to role play.

[You are playing the role of a sacrificial lamb again]

[There will be an upgrade in the status condition 'The Good Kind(Heroic)]

Stab

The sword was buried into Raith's belly by grotesque Hallan Lamar, he made sure to hit that vital point.

He twisted and twirled the dagger as though he was enjoying it.

Raith held onto his rough-skinned hand, gagging and choking on his own blood as it poured out.

"There there..." Hallan Lamar patted his head, hugging him and seeping the dagger further into his belly.

The heroes present, their faces broke down and crumpled, beholding this moment was not easy. To think that they were actually heroes who were known and revered in all their respective cities could do nothing but watch while a hero whom they knew nothing about came into their world and laid down his life to save the lives of millions.

Such shame overwhelmed down and caused them to bow their heads. Amber Rose was sniffing, looks like she was crying.

"I am so sorry, I am sorry Mr. Raven." She sniffed and sniffed until muck began to come out of her nose.

Raith's vision slowly deemed and everything began to get peaceful, too peaceful, the sniffing of a particular somebody got distinct, and so did everything else, even Hallan Lamar's gentle patting on his back.

His knees slowly kissed the ground as he lost strength first in his legs.

'...ah...'

For some reason, this death was less painful.

[Due to the commander king body Abnormal conditions will be nullified]

[Paralysis will be nullified]

[Poison will be nullified]

[Thermal Fluctuation will be nullified]

[Due to the kind of dagger used Low-leveled Auto HP recovery will be hindered]

[You have died]

[You have been killed by a dagger forged from the blood rift]

[Greed has consumed the property of the dagger]

[Your blood has been contaminated]

[You have gained a special blood type "Effect Nullification"]

[You have gained a level]

[You have gained a level]

[You have gained a level]

[You have gained 9 stat points]

[You have written a requiem]

[Requiem Of The Sacrificial Lamb]

[Because this requiem exists already in the book of Requiems there will be an overwriting]

[Because of the Overwriting there will be an upgrade]

[Status Condition 'The Good Kind(heroic)' has been upgraded to 'The Good Kind(legendary)']

[The Good Kind(legendary)]

> Anytime you fight (whether it is to protect or not) you will temporarily gain +100 stat increase in one of your stat. This increase will be random and will only happen in desperate times.

The magic circle on the floor began to reveal itself in red when Raith's blood began to stream down each and every line. Only a part of the magic circle reflected in the room where they were.

The blood began to stream all around and went as far as outside. From an aerial vantage point, the circle could be seen on the entire palace ground. It wasn't a normal magic circle it in fact seemed to be one that was deployed magically and not hand drawn.

This was proof that all the while when Hallan Lamar was working in the palace as the crown prince's teacher, he wasn't just working but had been preparing for this moment.

The real reason why it was this place Hallan Lamar came for was that this was the point where it was all supposed to happen.