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Chapter 90 The King's Sword of Victory

No matter what, she had to find her teacher, the only person in the world who cared about her. Even if she had to beat her teacher to his knees, or even if it cost her her life, she had to save her teacher.

This is her awareness and determination.

"Hey, that's hell ahead! It's not a place you can come to." Outside the royal capital, an uncle covered in blood leaned against a rock, his whole body covered by a hat, and his face could not be seen clearly.

"There is something I have to do! Old man, what exactly happened in the city, and where is the Demon King?" Fafna stopped her horse and asked the old man who looked very suspicious.

"The Demon King has gone mad. He is a killing machine. I don't know how many people he has killed. One million? Or ten million? If you go in now, you can't defeat a Demon King cadre even if you try your best. What else can you do?" The old man shouted harshly, and Fafner regained her sanity briefly.

She understood this truth, but... in this world, she was the only one who could save the teacher, only she...

"Go to the mountains and forests in the east. There, a sage has brought the holy sword that will save the world. Only those who pull out that sword are qualified to face the devil and defeat him completely!" After the old man finished speaking, he leaned against the stone and said no more.

Fafna looked towards the east, which was the direction where her teacher took her for the first time. There they met Grape and the leaky hut.

"Thank you, old man." She saluted in the way she had seen in special effects dramas, then reined in her horse and left the royal capital.

The skinny warhorse carried the frail girl, and her back looked desolate and lonely in the setting sun.

Teacher, if the whole world betrays you, I will stand behind you and betray the whole world.

The old man looked at the girl's back, and the next moment, his body returned to its 12-year-old appearance.

Achilles stayed in the royal capital.

Time is tight and the task is heavy, so only 12 people can stay in the royal capital to clean up the remaining demons, and the others must rush to other city-states as quickly as possible to clean up the garbage.

Likewise, more people want to stay and participate in this epic, rather than be the villains in it.

But there is no way, the number of places is limited, so according to Greek rules, let’s duel!
The duel decides everything.

It was obvious that Achilles must be the winner, as all the others died in the underworld. However, he lived until the time of Homer and died of old age. A hundred years of martial arts training had allowed him to surpass even Hector, and now he was second only to Hercules, who had already become a god.

According to the Great Sage's criteria, Hector is at the initial mythical level, while Achilles has reached the middle mythical level.

"The time of the king's election has arrived. It seems our epic will even continue in another world!"

……

What these 12 Greek heroes didn't know was that at that moment, in a city-state on the border of the empire, a Greek hero broke through the city gate and shouted: "I am the god-killing hero Patroclus. We are here only to wipe out the evil!"

He is not like those heroes who are obsessed with the thrill of fighting. They just open the map without any explanation, but he peels off the skin of the evil demons and exposes their true form.

"We killed the cruel God King and saved the world. Now we come again to sweep the four corners and protect a piece of pure land!"

As more and more other Greek heroes noticed their best friend's tricks, they began to follow suit.

To make a name for themselves? Not at all, isn't that what they're all after in this life? Or even to make a name for themselves in another world? Since they've already lost and can't join the main cast, they might as well find a way to gain some fame elsewhere.

So, this group of Khorne's chosen ones began to kill while promoting their names and great deeds. They peeled off the skin of the evil demons to reveal their true selves, and the stories they told frightened the people from other worlds.

It’s true, the effect is quite good. Perhaps many years later, the city-state where they live may erect statues of them.

……

As the sun sets, the golden fields are surrounded by people.

They gathered around a huge rock, eager to try. Atop the rock, a plain longsword lay poked out, as if it could be easily pulled out.

However, no matter how many strong men came, none of them could pull out the sword at all.

Outside the crowd, a boy under a white hood watched all this quietly. In the distance, the sound of horse hooves neighed, and the boy's mouth curled up.

"Pull harder, pull harder! Whoever pulls out the sword can lead us to kill the devil and become the new king of the world!" Hector, disguised as a passerby, shouted in the crowd.

However, several people stepped forward, but were unable to shake the sword at all.

As the sun sets, the sky is dyed blood red, and the wind blows the weeds in the fields. Everyone is waiting, waiting for someone to pull out the holy sword and become the new king.

"I'll do it!" The girl took a step forward.

She was thinner than anyone else present, but just by standing there, her aura almost overwhelmed everyone present.

"Where did you come from, little girl? This is not the place for you to play house. Get out of here..." A strong man hadn't even finished his words when he was too timid to speak when facing Fafna.

There seemed to be a burning dragon hidden in the girl's pupils. Just by looking at her, he lost the courage to continue mocking her.

She walked past everyone and onto the boulder.

The setting sun was as red as blood, and the sunset glowed the sky red. The golden fields were shimmering with a faint halo in the afterglow. The breeze blew up her hair, and the grass tips swayed gently, making a rustling sound.

Fafna slowly stretched out her hand, her fingertips touching the cold hilt of the sword.

Everyone held their breath.

The setting sun penetrated the clouds, and the wind seemed to have stopped breathing over the fields. Everything was strangely quiet, as if the whole world was watching this scene. The girl held the sword in the stone in her hand, and her surging will seemed to turn into spiritual pressure, increasing the gravity around her.

"Crack!"

The stone slabs beneath the holy sword seemed to begin to shatter, and the crackling sound pierced everyone's eardrums.

Fafna held her breath, gripped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, and pulled hard. The stone under the holy sword shattered, and the sword in the stone flew out, raising a cloud of dust.

At this moment, every blade of grass, flower, and grain of sand in the field seemed to be celebrating. Under the setting sun, the blade of light burst out from the beloved holy sword, weaving together to form a magnificent picture.

Everyone looked at this scene in shock, as if they saw a myth being born before their eyes.

"Celebrate! Inheriting the power of the previous hero, you will surely slay the Demon King, expel the evil god, and become the king of all in this world. Your name will be the 'Knight King', and this very moment is your birth!"

The little wizard hidden under the hood held the magic book and chanted loudly.

In this sunset, the little wizard and the girl looked at each other.

The light blade of the beloved holy sword dissipated. For some reason, Fafna felt that there was a familiar feeling about this strange mage.

"Who... are you?" she asked the little wizard.

The young mage simply saluted slightly, revealing his thick glasses beneath his hood, just as he had been thousands of years ago: "Sage Joshua, an unknown young mage, is also the keeper of this holy sword."

　It is expected to be put on the shelves on Tuesday. After it is put on the shelves, I will guarantee a minimum daily sales of 7 for days, and then I will persist. There is no other way. The power grid is the busiest these days, and even I, who have a leisurely job, am busy.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)