Evade The Hero and Flee! - Chapter 320

Chapter 320

#34. Everyone has a plan…(3)

#2 Their circumstances: The circumstances of a Demon King

The Kingdom of Baresseryl.

It was the name of a kingdom I had never heard of even when I was active as a hero.

That meant it was a small nation in the frontier, so it was a kingdom I paid no attention to.

Among the kingdoms I had brought down so far, there were several that made a name for themselves in the continent including the Ruvella City Alliance.

In terms of military power alone, even the Ruvella City Alliance, one of the top few excluding the Empire, could not withstand for long before it collapsed. How could a small nation whose name I don’t even know withstand?

That’s why I sent the vanguard of the evil forces.

 

It was very difficult to catch the instructor while avoiding the annoying heroes clinging onto me and the imperial troops charging at my neck.

 

Let’s make a path first.

With that thought, I sent the vanguard of the evil forces to where I felt the Instructor was.

But the result went in a completely different direction than I expected.

“What is this?”

I could feel the evil forces suddenly decreasing.

The evil forces that now felt like a part of my soul were disappearing very quickly.

There were occasional cases like this.

The imperial troops and the mages of the Magic Towers remove forces rapidly with their powerful firepower.

When I felt the firepower that erased thousands and ten thousands of troops in an instant, I seriously wondered if it was possible to destroy the world.

Monitoring those two forces plus the heroes’ forces was the most important task for me.

So I knew it well.

The heroes were chasing after me and the imperial troops were running after me. And the personnel of the Magic Towers were eradicating the scattered small evil forces with mercenaries.

That means the ones responsible are not the imperial troops, nor the mages of the Magic Towers, nor the heroes.

“Who… Is it?”

I felt like I couldn’t breathe.

I had gained absurd power in my hands.

I couldn’t use magic power but I gained power to replace it, and although I became an existence that deviated from the world so the laws of the world, magic, didn’t work for me.

There is no one who can stop me anymore!

With that confidence, I tried to take revenge on the world for taking her away.

But the reality was I was just being chased and running away.

I boasted about being the strongest Demon King in history, but I was showing the most un-demon-king-like course of actions.

“If only I didn’t have any sanity…”

If I was like the previous Demon Kings, I would have burned everything down and ended my life.

I don’t know the reason but I retained my sanity so I couldn’t allow myself to die.

It wasn’t because of fear. Because when she and my comrades met horrible deaths, I kept thinking about it as I watched it with my own two eyes.

I want to die too. I want to follow them who died because of me.

To be honest, even now I want to just give up everything and welcome death.

However… I couldn’t stand the resentment and desire for revenge inside me.

Until I relieve them, I cannot die.

But,

Boom!

“Kughaaaaaaa!”

“Kaaaargh!”

“What is this?”

As soon as I saw the walls of the Baresseryl Kingdom I found, I couldn’t help but shut my mouth.

The walls weren’t very high.

It was at a similar level to the kingdoms I had annihilated so far.

But the power of the attacks shot from above those walls exceeded my imagination.

“There is evil everywhere.”

I used one of the powers I obtained from the Fragments of Evil.

The power to observe anything that has evil.

Through this I was able to locate the Instructor’s position, and for those who didn’t have Fragments of Evil like the Instructor, it was the power to even observe the other person’s situation through evil.

I use that power to observe those on and above the walls beyond them.

“Block them! We cannot retreat any further!”

“Although several magical arrays have been destroyed, the enemies’ numbers have certainly decreased too!”

“Die, die, die!”

“Kill them! This is to avenge our comrades who died in the previous battle!”

Screams, shrieks, and resentments.

The inside of the walls I entered riding on those was very chaotic.

But,

“Behind us is the Black Anvil!”

“The Black Anvil’s reinforcement will arrive soon!”

“Just prevent getting pushed back to the capital!”

“Damn it! Endure a little more… Just a little more until the Black Anvil’s armaments arrive!”

Amid the very dark emotions flaring out, I could feel something shining brightly.

Hope.

They had hope.

“Black Anvil?”

Is that their hope?

I calmly considered the geography around.

Black Anvil.

Certainly it was the name of one of the dwarven races.

“Could it be that dwarves are helping humans?”

I heard about the Black Anvil’s armaments arriving from what seemed to be the commanding officer.

They can’t directly participate in battles because of the risk of being tainted by evil, but it seems they are dealing with us by lending special armaments.

But,

“That’s way too strong…”

The power was to the extent I was at a loss for words.

Arrows pierced through ogres, simple magic powers converged and exploded obliterating a spatial dimension.

The giant ballista’s arrows pierced through drakes so easily and sometimes exploded, raising screams amidst the sky dyed in blood.

Each attack was at a level slightly inferior when compared to the magic of a large-scale magic corps.

“They make… Things like that?”

The magic of a magic corps had firepower that couldn’t be compared to anything else in war.

A minimum of hundreds, up to thousands of mages combine their magic power to complete a single magic.

If they want to, they can make the sky bleed red, the ocean freeze, and even temporarily change the weather.

Compared to such magic, their attacks were not very strong.

However… Compared to the magic of a magic corps that is.

It’s not a strong level when compared to magic used by hundreds and thousands who received long training.

Very powerful but inefficient attacks.

Mages are called the flowers of war but mages alone cannot fight wars. The reason lies here.

But most of those above those walls seemed to be commoners who can’t properly use magic power.

Occasionally some mages could be seen but they were not those called Archmages.

Yet those people were unleashing power comparable to the magic of magic corps with the help of soldier assistants who reloaded magic stones and supplies!

It was absurd.

In terms of efficiency it was overwhelmingly higher than even the magic corps.

If the Ruvella City Alliance had weapons like those, they would not have perished and rather I would have been the one annihilated instead.

As I realized that, I couldn’t even breathe.

“Haa…”

I hurriedly inhale and exhale.

It felt like I temporarily lost my mind.

Fear, and terror.

I could feel many things in an instant including the frustration that I might perish like this without being able to do anything.

But our attacks should still be undefeatable.

The walls in several places on the borders got destroyed already, which means we were victorious in the battles in the end.

“Show me everything you’ve got.”

I read their memories using the power to command the forces of evil.

“Damn it!”

And I gave up in frustration.

Clearly, the forces of evil broke through several fortress walls to drive the Baresseryl Kingdom army here.

But I couldn’t use that method often.

“Our numbers are already dwindling…”

The reason why the forces of evil could break through this far,

It was simply because they had the numerical advantage.

All the weapons they used had to utilize consumables.

Everything required the magic of mages, and were items that needed to be constantly used, like arrows and magic stones.

No matter how much they prepare, if the forces of evil keep going against them, the consumables will run out, and then the forces will attack and capture the fortress when that happens.

“Damn…!”

The number of enemy weapons I destroyed in the process could be counted on one hand.

The enemy commander valued those weapons more than his own life, and that judgment was accurate.

“I’m running out of time…”

I didn’t know when and where that demonic imperial army and heroes would attack.

If I don’t absorb the fragment of evil that the Instructor has and become perfect evil itself as soon as possible, I won’t be able to defeat them.

To be honest, I do have doubts like even if I gather all the fragments, can I win? but… Uniting the fragments of evil means ruling over all the evil in the world.

Perfectly ruling over the evil that almost brought the world to ruin.

That means the birth of a god.

A god made up entirely of evil, unlike the existence called the Evil God who indulged in evil as a god!

If I can just have the power of a god, I will be able to deal with that imperial army and heroes like demons.

To do that,

“First, I have to get through that, I guess?”

The place that shoots out balls of colorful magic, where countless arrows rain down like tens of thousands at once, and thicker arrows larger than humans are fired.

Even if I gathered the fragments of evil to become the Demon King, those attacks were not something I could ignore.

The power held by the fragments of evil is to distort the forces that exist in the world.

It was to ignore forces that make up the world like magic and divine power.

But in the end, the flesh remains on the ground.

No matter how strong the power of the fragments of evil, if the vessel that contains that power, the flesh, is destroyed, it is useless.

In that sense, the moment I was hit by the other two weapons besides the magic cannon, I might not be able to withstand it no matter who I was.

“Phew…”

For the Demon King, it was more difficult than dealing with all the mages in the magic towers in the world.

There was a limit to dealing with it using the power of evil.

In a situation where I have to consider fighting the imperial army and heroes, and even the Instructor, I have to dispose of the enemy as quickly as possible.

“It’s difficult.”

Why is my life so arduous?

When I joined the evil organization, when I became a hero, and even when I became the Demon King for revenge.

There were no easy things in my life, and things were never just resolved.

“But…”

That’s why I was able to endure.

The first frustration was when I first met the Instructor at Howling.

Receiving unreasonable demands from him while training, I felt fear and frustration for the first time.

The second was when I lost her.

Arrogant in the false reputation of being the strongest hero, I lost my comrades, lost her, and eventually fell to evil.

And the third was when I met the Empire.

Feeling the power of this world from that power that I could not believe humans possessed, I was frustrated, and cursed the world that stole her away even with such power.

“As the Instructor said…”

One of the periods that became the basis of my life.

Although it was a short time, it was a time when I learned a lot from the Instructor.

Although I felt fear and frustration, in return I was able to learn a lot from the Instructor.

“Originally three times is the end.”

The Instructor liked the number three.

Even when we first fought with our lives on the line, he watched three times.

Even if I made a mistake, as long as I didn’t repeat the same thing three times, he wouldn’t punish me severely.

The Instructor said.

Once could be because I didn’t know and made a mistake.

Twice, even though I knew, I could still make mistakes because I was lacking.

Three times, even though I supplemented what was lacking, I could still make mistakes because it wasn’t perfect.

But four times is different.

I had enough opportunities.

I should have been able to deal with it perfectly after three failures.

If I can’t do it, it’s due to my own lack of ability and carelessness.

There would be no more chances for such a person.

“That’s what he said.”

The worst period. Nothing but a bitter smile comes out when I think about that time, but I couldn’t help but keep remembering it.

“Charge!”

I sent a Drake down to the ground, and made all the other forces head straight ahead.

The weapons on the fortress walls continue to be used under the stronger charge.

I look for a gap.

Riding on the drake’s back, I raise my altitude as much as possible to approach below the fortress walls.

In the end, the Drake was pierced by a ballista after being spotted, but I was able to land safely on the fortress walls.

“Who’s there?!”

They are still lacking soldiers.

If they had been soldiers trained by the Instructor, they would have already attempted an attack before uttering a word.

But these were originally ordinary farmers turned soldiers.

Even though I appeared suddenly, they couldn’t swing their weapons at a humanoid existence.

And the difference was huge.

“Gwaaah!”

In one breath, I swept away the surrounding soldiers, and struck down the bewildered mages staring at me with frightened eyes.

Clang!

“Ugh…”

A groan escapes from the stinging sensation instantly felt in my hand.

As expected of something made by dwarves.

It was difficult to destroy with ordinary swords.

In the end, using the power of evil to destroy the weapon, I dashed along the fortress walls, breaking and destroying everything I saw.

Knights, mages, and soldiers risked their lives to try to stop me, but it was all futile.

Yes, this is normal.

This is what a normal army is like.

The Empire was abnormal after all!

Thinking like that, I threw the fortress walls into chaos while rampaging recklessly, and at the same time the fortress walls were breached and the fortress was captured.

After that, it was easy.

Using similar methods, I captured the capital and massacred the people.

The number of civilians who escaped was more than I thought, and the nobles and royals had also gotten out.

But the movement speed of the forces was faster than that of humans.

I chased and massacred them, chased and massacred again.

A minority of troops survived and defended themselves in favorable terrain with geographical advantages, but it was a meaningless situation.

In the end, the nobles took refuge in terrain full of boulders.

Ridiculous. Are all nobles like this?

Without even thinking about those who sacrificed their lives for themselves, fleeing as a result of that.

“Pretty… Big.”

Was this the Baresseryl royal family’s last resort they had hidden?

Seeing the fortress walls thicker and sturdier than the fortress walls of Ruvella City Alliance, I involuntarily admired.

“But… Fortress walls can’t stop forces.”

The variable of dwarven weapons remained, but I had taken care of them all.

Even if there were a few dwarven weapons left in there, they couldn’t influence the situation any more.

“It’s over.”

It really is over.

The fragments of evil are saying.

That the Instructor exists over there.

Was he hiding among the refugees?

He must know that would be useless.

Considering the Instructor’s age, his judgment must have become cloudy enough.

Even the Instructor, who I thought had walls I could never cross, seems to have aged.

Nothing lasts forever.

Realizing that again, I sent the evil god army to destroy this world.

“Huh?”

And I could see it. The magic power of the dwarven magic cannons I saw in the Kingdom of Baresseryl.

“Wha… t…?”

With overwhelming firepower as if everything until now had been child’s play!

“Just what the hell is this?!”

And I could realize. That there exists walls that can never be crossed.

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