9th Circle Lord - 172 #172화 theorem

The Anatos did not go their way, leading them to a head-on fight with sword fighting.

He made a provocation that it would be cowardly if he avoided it, but the honor of the article could not have worked for Luther, who thought it was ridiculous.

Luther purposely poked with a wooden spear using the distance as if playing with it.

Percussion!

The wooden spear, which touched the pitch as if provoking, stabbed the shoulder like lightning this time and led to the stomach, abdomen, and thighs.

Anato’s face turned red with insult as he stabbed the fish on the stand.

He let out a shout.

“You cowardly bastard!”

Laughing at Luther’s expression was reflected in the swearing.

“You’ve fallen for yourself and claimed to be at a disadvantage, and now you’re calling yourself cowardly?”

When he hit the nail on the head, Anatos clenched his teeth.

It wasn’t wrong.

To claim to be a sword fighter by failing on your own in a demon race is to start with a disadvantage.

In addition, it depends on the opponent’s will to respond to the sword fight.

Anatos is not in a position to be cowardly.

Luther tormented Anatus.

When he did not stop stabbing, Anatos, who was performing sword surgery, threw out the sword because he couldn’t stand it.

It was a momentary impulse of cool reason.

Black aimed exactly at Luther’s face.

Luther slightly tilted his head to avoid it as if he had known beforehand, and then threw down the wooden spear again.

This time, I drew it sideways without stabbing.

Slap!

A wooden spear that gently drew a parabola on the bottom hit Anatos’ butt.

The crowd opened their mouths wide as they heard the loud sound.

It has been silent ever since Anatus was defeated.

The crowd cheering for him couldn’t see and closed their eyes.

It wasn’t a confrontation, it was a joke.

The prestige of last year’s runner-up has deteriorated.

I was disappointed by the eyes of the audience watching Anatos.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Anatos shouted and ran recklessly at the continued jokes.

Luther lowered the wooden spear vertically.

Bang!

The crutch hit the pitch hard.

Unlike before, it was a powerful shock.

“Argh!”

The Anatos, who were screaming and stumbling, eventually lay on the floor.

Luther lifted the wooden spear.

The crowd couldn’t congratulate the winner.

The process was so shocking.

Everyone was shocked silently by Luther’s prestige, which showed overwhelming skills.

After the duel, he went back to the waiting room, and Carlz, the next person, blocked the way.

His eyes were cold.

“That’s too much.”

“It’s all yours.”

“But this isn’t it. With this match, Anatos’ reputation fell to the ground. You’ll never make a comeback again.”

The crowd, who watched the ugly process of defeat, could not have accepted Anatus as before.

Carls asked.

“How does it feel to end a knight’s life?”

“I think you know better about that feeling.”

“What do you mean?”

“Because you’ll be next.”

Luther didn’t take it in moderation as before.

It’s a real fight from now on.

Carlz’s face became hard.

He didn’t tell Luther if he’d be lucky as before.

Luther is a really talented man.

I couldn’t take it easy anymore.

The appearance of Shinseong makes the existing talented people nervous.

Luther passed the nervous man and headed to the auditorium where Baron Canberra was located.

Baron Canberra and Duke welcomed him back.

Calz’s turn was starting at the stadium during the celebration.

Calz easily defeated his opponent in the running demon.

However, Kalz’s expression was not good.

‘You must have been very conscious of my warnings.’

Did I scare you too much?

I thought the upcoming showdown with Kalts would be boring.

The appearance of divinity brings attention.

Luther looked at Baron Canberra while looking at several invitations that flew in front of him.

“What’s all this?”

“They want to make friends with you. Some aristocrats want you under their command, some spirituality want to conquer. We’ll be in the final of the demon race soon, and this popularity is natural.”

Interest is hot.

Most of the invitations included proms, banquets, and social clubs.

Luther was never interested.

I’m sick of the empty words of the nobles.

It’s just boring to get involved because they’re political people who speak in secret.

Luther removed the invitation and discussed the future with Baron Canberra.

“If you win the race demon race, do you go to Elmont?”

“That’s right. Elmont is where only the winners of the demon-riding competition from all over the continent compete for the title. Enter the real world of talented people.”

This is a glimpse of the popularity of demon racing.Luther nodded while thinking about whether to participate or not.

“I’ll have to go to the cross-species area.’

I want to see long-standing relationships.

“I think I’ll win.”

“I’m sure you’ve already won it. My best friend told me that Carlz didn’t look happy after winning. I’m sure he’s scared, considering the confrontation with you.”

“That’s what I look like. I’m the winner of the race demon race.”

“Congratulations.”

It is an arrogant idea to confirm victory in advance.

However, they had no choice but to be confident like Canberra or Luther.

Carlz, the strongest opponent, is afraid of himself.

The momentum is the most important thing in a demon race.

As he was nervous, the confrontation was already obvious.

a late hour

Luther’s sensitive sense of trying to rest after the day was alienating.

Luther knew the identity of this dysentery.

Long time no see.

The power of darkness appeared.

It’s been so long that I’m almost glad to see you now.

Luther chased the power of darkness.

He was buried in the dark across the city’s night view.

Two figures stood in the dark.

One was Karlz, and the other was a man who hid his face with a robe.

Carls asked in a trembling voice.

“Is that really something that can make you stronger?”

A light voice came from the man opposite him.

“Of course. It’s up to you to choose. What are you going to do?”

“Yeah.”

Carlz, who groaned, soon nodded.

“Okay, I’ll take it.”

“Take it.”

Rob’s man, who handed him a small medicine bottle in his arms, advised.

“Keep in mind. You have to pay for your strength. But if you don’t regret it, I won’t stop you.”

“What are the side effects?”

“I don’t know. The potions in this bottle are so unpredictable that each of them takes in exchange for their strength.”

“Yeah.”

Carlz, who was moaning, soon accepted it and held out a pouch containing gold coins.

A middle-aged man asked with a smile.

“I don’t know what’s missing about the winner of last year’s demon race, and I don’t know if you’re trying to trade Is your opponent that powerful?”

“Sad. But I’m a little good. I want to win by a landslide.”

“What’s his name?”

“Luther. It’s Luther.”

“Luther?”

Rob, who asked back, was silent for a moment and soon giggled.

“It’s worth your name.”

“Yes, but the fact that I’m a child remains the same.”

Calz disappeared.

Rob stood in his seat for a long time.

Perhaps he is chewing on his conversation with Kaltz.

Luther approached him.

Rob, who had never felt popular until he came close, was stunned.

He made a strange noise rather than a boundary.

“If it’s someone I can’t sense, it’s not a normal bet, who….”

Rob, who was blurring his demon’s tail, checked his opponent’s face and I was shocked.

Luther laughed bitterly.

“You still like to get involved with people.”

Rob, who had been hardened by his acquaintance, walked the hood overwritten.

The face revealed was the appearance of a middle-aged stranger.

But neither he nor Luther knew each other.

The evil spirit, who looked like a middle-aged man, smiled brightly.

“No. Who is this?”

“Long time no see, evil spirit.”

“The captain’s back. I’m back.”

Luther shrugged at the joyful voice of the evil spirit.

“It’s not back.”

“What do you mean? Are you sure you’re welcome?”

The approaching evil spirit touched Luther’s face.

I can feel it.

The evil spirit, who took off his hand, frowned.

“You’re awake, but why would you say you didn’t come back?”

“Because I have to go back.”

“To where?”

“To the void.”

“Well.”

The evil spirit subtly narrowed the eyebrows and soon laughed.

“Now you live in a completely different world.”

“That’s what happened. I’m sure everything’s fine.”

“It was a lot, but from the boss’s point of view and from my point of view, the change in the world is insignificant.”

“How can you be a merchant of darkness?”

“Because it’s fun.”

“As time goes by, you still seek pleasure.”

“It’s quite interesting to have no sense of duty. Let’s go to my place, not here.”

The evil spirit clapped on the floor.

A small crack in the floor revealed the underground stairs.

The evil spirit gained the power of the evil king of the earth.

Now the underground is his world.

Luther hesitated for a moment and nodded.

“Okay, let’s get rid of our first time in a while.

I wondered how the evil spirit had been doing.

Luther followed the evil spirit down to the basement.

It wasn’t endless underground.

Stairs are a kind of passage through time and space.

Passing through the stairs, the world of mess appeared.

The evil spirit turned his dwelling place into hell.

“Argh!””Save me!”

There are many screaming beings.

They were all tortured, but they looked different and had different species.

Luther asked.

“What are they?”

“It’s my exhibit. What do you think?”

“That doesn’t sound like a good taste.”

“But it’s worth it. There’s no torture for any reason. They’ve been in massacres for hundreds of years, so to speak, they’re corrupted.”

“So?”

“They’re emitting the power of darkness without anyone telling them. Simply put, the screams and cries of pain they emit are the power of darkness, which makes it easy to maintain this world I’ve created.”

“Wait, you’re spewing out the power of darkness? Instinctively? That person. And that Elf?”

In Luther’s question, the evil spirit told the truth that he found.

“The power of darkness is one of the facets of any being. Everyone has it.”

“I see. That’s why.”

The power of darkness in life is naturally present upon birth.

It is not a separate curse, but a part of the membership in the first place.

“That’s why in the past, the power of Naxanor and the dark could be connected. After all, the power of darkness and life were shared.”

“You must have done quite a lot of research while I was away.”

“I used to be a scholar.”

“Aren’t you bored?”

“Not at all. Look at them. Just watching is not boring at all. Have you ever imagined that Dwarf would kill a thousand of his own kind? And that Elf burned down the entire city he built, and they’re very interesting.”

Luther alternated between the pointing elf and Dwarf.

He was once a butcher, but now he is possessed by evil spirits and used as a tool by torture.

“You lived an interesting life.”

“You can stay and observe as much as you want. I made it, but it wouldn’t have been possible without you.”

“That’s enough. It’s distracting and loud.”

“There.”

The evil spirit pointed to his residence.

It was a citadel decorated with graphite.

The structure was similar to that of a human-style royal star when it went inside.

There is a seat on the throne.

The evil spirit shrugged and said.

“It’s supposed to be my seat, but I’ll give you a minute.”

“It’s not a concession, it’s a given.”

Luther sat on the throne.

It was designed to fit the human body, so it fits well.

asked the evil spirit as it approached.

“So. What are you going to do now? Are you going to build a city again and be their master? Or are you going to quell the chaotic state of the continent?”

“No, I don’t do anything.”

“What if you don’t do anything?”

“I’m going to be a wanderer, to put it bluntly. I’ve been obsessed with my mission. It’s time to be free like you.”

The evil spirit exclaimed and applauded Luther’s explanation.

“That’s very right, isn’t it? Finally, the captain’s awake.”

“There is a reason. Now there is nothing for the devil or anything to interfere with. It means there’s no more harm in this world. So there’s nothing I can do even if I want to.”

The evil spirit nodded at Luther’s explanation.

He was right.

Although the world is confused, it is all self-proclaimed and it is only a repeated flow of history.

Nor was the devil of Naksanor lurking as he could not handle in the past.

As a result, there was no reason for Luther to interfere with the world greatly.

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