Chapter 14

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Chapter 14

“Do I really need to take this?”

A substance unknown, and to top it off, something penetrating the human flesh.

“It’s damn ominous.”

It was natural to be worried about receiving something so ominous into one’s body.

“What are you talking about?”

“Just keep it in…?”

“Drink it.”

Arin was firm.

“It’s the proof that you are Demorus’s blood. For Booba Demorus, the evidence he could claim to be Demorus to a few was precisely that.”

The revelation about Ogre came from Cyclops.

“Ogre called himself Demorus.”

And Sein…

“I am Sein Demorus.”

As he stepped into the sanctuary, he boldly spoke his name.

The chill air enveloped him.

“If you do not take it.”

An aura radiated from Arin.

“I will have no choice but to dispose of you.”

“Shit.”

Even Booba alone was an absolute powerhouse that his current self couldn’t match.

Moreover, Arin…

‘Booba might be a spoonful, but even she’s beyond my league.’

Even Booba, a mere spoonful, was a force that he could easily handle.

To resist meant being able to withstand what was thrown at you.

“Haha. Just kidding, just kidding.”

Sein, after saying so, quietly looked at the black shard.

‘I won’t die.’

What was bestowed upon him was the successor to the Dark House. This essential item on the path to becoming the successor was naturally accepted as his own reward.

He just had to be careful.

But when necessary…

Slurp!

The truth learned through countless lives was that one must challenge when needed.

The moment he absorbed the dragon’s aura, the black shard melted into Sein’s palm.

Thump!

As the black shard merged terrifyingly with the Dragon Heart, it began to pulsate.

“Argh!”

The pain he had never felt before.

“Aargh!”

It was the agony felt as the Dragon Heart’s aura and the black shard merged and exploded.

“…As expected.”

Arin’s voice sounded as if she had anticipated the situation.

“Damn it!”

Sein screamed in pain and collapsed to his knees.

Resisting with all his might, the pain he felt now was far beyond what any human could endure. His vision gradually blurred.

“Barbic. It seems your fate must be decided now.”

At that moment, he heard the voices of Arin and Barbic.

“It’s an honor, Witch.”

Kwoooh!

A surge of aura seemed to emanate from Barbic’s body, shaking Borpeo as a whole.

The armor she was wearing crackled once.

Zzzzzz.

Her armor was enveloped in red iron once more, enhancing all of Barbic’s abilities by several orders of magnitude.

Skilled Demorus could choose their successors when they pleased.

However, they never chose candidates lightly.

“Barbic. Your body will be used where necessary according to my wish.”

“That too…”

Guardians and candidates.

Their destinies were decided together. Despite choosing the blood of Demorus, those who couldn’t protect it were deemed unworthy of their lineage.

“It’s an honor.”

An honor to cease living.

Kwaaang!

Barbic unleashed explosive force, wielding a greatsword made of iron armor. The ability to create weapons out of armor meant the pinnacle of iron armor’s mastery had been reached.

However…

Chwrr!

Suddenly, white bones emerged and wrapped around Arin’s hands and arms. And from within them, a black greatsword revealed itself.

Swish!

It cut through everything.

“Honorable…”

Barbic’s voice echoed.

“…it was.”

Her greatsword, armor, and entire body.

With a flicker, they turned to black dust.

That was the Witch of the Legion, determining fate.

“Well done, Barbic.”

It was Arin’s power.

***

“Argh! What the hell! Damn it all!”

Sein shouted and screamed.

“What is this! Aaaargh!”

The agony he felt from his heart spread throughout his entire body. He lost consciousness and regained it multiple times. The pain not only gnawed at his skin but felt like it was devouring his organs and veins from within.

“You’re not adapting.”

Amidst the unbearable pain, Arin’s face appeared in his blurred vision. She seemed calm, as if she didn’t care about Sein’s suffering.

“No, your Dragon Heart is rejecting the fragments of blessing.”

“…!”

As if she had been waiting for this moment.

“Ke. I knew this would happen.”

Sein chuckled.

He knew Arin was hiding something. She appeared at such a perfect moment. It was as if she had been observing him for a long time. Even after meeting her, she still seemed to be hiding something.

“Damn woman…”

A dangerous presence. In Sein’s mind, Arin was already such a figure.

“You knew, didn’t you? Yet you accepted the blessing.”

“Sigh… Cough.”

But Sein had accepted the blessing.

“Why didn’t you run away?”

“…Did you think I wouldn’t know? About the underling you attached to me, about your intentions…”

“Did you know about that too?”

Sein glared at Arin.

“Enough! You damn bitch!”

Sein shouted.

“…There must be… a way…”

But if Sein had tried to break free from Arin’s grip, he could have. Despite knowing that Arin might have an ace up her sleeve, even after experiencing countless lives, Sein believed that Arin might not know everything.

Yet, Sein stayed.

“Just fix it already!”

Because he knew she wouldn’t harm him. Because he knew her curiosity wouldn’t drive her to kill him.

“Arin!”

Sein shouted.

“Arin Seymour!”

…!

At the mention of Arin’s full name, Arin opened her eyes.

“You… you know that too?”

“I couldn’t have known… You’re the one I’ve been searching for! Now that I’ve confirmed it, take action quickly!”

At that moment, Arin’s palm touched Sein’s chest.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

His heart, which had been racing like a runaway train, gradually began to calm down.

Thump… Thump… Thump…

The aura of death emanating from Arin’s grasp was what had stopped Sein’s heart.

“Haa… Haa…”

Finally, the agony subsided.

“You…”

“Arin, Arin Seymour.”

“…You’re truly the one I’ve been looking for.”

The one she had been searching for.

“You are the Destroyer.”

The being that brought about the downfall of the ancient empire. The being that destroyed the warm and kind world of Sanctuary.

The Last Emperor.

“The, Destroyer Sein Archipald.”

“Pfft! That’s right… That’s me. Bitch.”

Sein, rising to his feet, spat out blood as he spoke.

***

The Necromancer was not uncommon in the Sanctuary.

The same went for the Bone Spider.

And one couldn’t help but notice the way she handled the Bone Spider.

‘Seymour.’

A surname.

But there was no certainty.

The world had changed so much over the years, and information available in the outskirts was limited.

So, he watched.

Was she truly the being he perceived her to be?

If she was indeed the being he thought she was.

‘Why?’

Why had she come looking for him?

And he was convinced.

She was not an enemy.

At the very least, she was a presence with a definite purpose, seeking something from him.

-I’ll meet you back here in a week.

That’s what Arin said.

‘Fuck.’

Sein’s current state, to put it mildly, was far from normal.

The clash between the Dragon Heart and the blessing.

His heart had stopped to stop those side effects.

“Geez.”

Sein was now akin to an undead of sorts.

A feat he hadn’t done in countless playthroughs.

This wasn’t a game but a reality.

“…Boss!”

Darren shouted as he rushed towards Sein from afar.

Darren’s appearance was a mess, as if he had been through a fierce battle.

“What’s with the look?”

“Boss, it’s not looking good.”

Deron was right, Sain looked terrible.

His sword was shattered, his clothes were torn, and his face was covered in blood.

“Is that the Boss’s blood?”

Though Darren rarely spoke much, he inquired of Sein.

“No.”

“Boss!”

Cyclops, and the subordinates who engaged in fierce combat.

“It’s from the Ogre.”

“…!”

Sein’s words froze everyone in place.

Despite the fierce battle, it seemed victory was achieved.

It was evident from their appearance.

It seemed like victory.

Adding to that, Sein’s recent words.

“That means…”

“I split his torso in half and tore out his heart.”

“…Really?”

“Though it sounds like that, splitting him in half was real.”

In other words, Sein had also emerged victorious.

“Argh!”

Cyclops tightly closed his remaining eye.

Droplets began to flow from there.

“Thank you! Boss! Thank you!”

The opponent, who tore apart his subordinates and even gouged out his eyeballs, was defeated, unable to resist despite his strength.

“We did it! We won!”

Cyclops couldn’t contain his excitement as he shouted.

“We won-!”

“Yaaaah!”

A dimly lit alleyway.

The battle had been so long that dawn had already passed.

“What about the Fox?”

“We’ve tied her up.”

“Good job.”

Sein also captured Fox, the owner of another alleyway.

“Did many die?”

“They all fought hard.”

Those guys, who couldn’t do anything due to lack of strength.

That’s why those fools proved through battle that they weren’t just fools.

“Take care of the dead, and take good care of the survivors. You’re a family now.”

“Got it.”

Darren, who was trustworthy, said so, so they’ll handle it well.

“And…”

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His world was spinning, and they felt their strength leaving their body.

“Darn it… take care of me too…”

With that, Sein lost consciousness.

Once again, it was a moment when the owner of the Borpeo alley changed.

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