The Hero in Exile

The man on the throne stood still, holding something that looked like a book in his hand. A magic book that could cast strange magic?

Lingyu kept squatting and watching, not daring to move, until a candle next to him lit up.

The person on the throne was wearing a black tuxedo. He looked a little childish with his tall features. Judging from his figure and age, he should be about the same age as me. But the strange thing was that this person did not have any characteristics of a demon and instead looked more like an ordinary person.

"Das, did you buy the wrong newspaper? The date is wrong." Is the man holding the "Pendano Daily"?

"Lord Moran, this is today's newspaper."

An old demon walked out from the side, also wearing a formal dress.

"Well, who is this guest?" Lingyu, who had been left alone for a long time, was finally discovered. "Wait, this sword looks familiar. It's... it's the Holy Sword! The Demon King is here as a hero!"

Das was so scared that his legs went limp and he fell to the ground. Lingyu was not surprised to see this scene, as there were many demons who surrendered when they saw him coming.

But this man called Moran was still reading the newspaper calmly. I thought he must be the devil, or a demon with an extremely huge body.

"Swell, please leave first. I will welcome the guests. If anything happens later, don't worry, I will leave by myself." Moran spoke slowly. Although his eyes were fixed on the newspaper, his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Lord Moran." Das was about to say something but swallowed it back and left in embarrassment through the door next to him.

Lingyu ignored Swel. Although he had never looked in this direction, her body's instinct told her that he was always staring at her.

When Das closed the door, there were only two people here. The newspaper in Moran's hand was instantly swallowed by the flames and turned into ash in the air. He stood up and looked at the friendly "visitor"

"Mathematical Olympiad Bullet."

When Moran raised his hand and aimed at Lingyu, the spell had already been released.

"Fuck, couldn't you just say something before the fight?"

Lingyu successfully dodged all the magic missiles with her nimble body movements.

"Are you the hero? I am the king of the demons. Kneel before the king!"

Pressure descended from Moran, and various cracks appeared on the surrounding stone bricks.

Although he didn't react and wasn't prepared to take the full pressure, he didn't kneel down because of the holy sword. Lingyu now realized that this was different from all the previous enemies. He might die, and this thought came to his mind.

"Is that it? I thought the Demon King was so strong. I am a brave man who represents the justice of Holy Light and I come to defeat you."

Even though I'm a little panicked now, at least I can't lose my momentum. Recalling the memories of watching hot-blooded anime back then, I put some second-year lines into it.

"Wow, not bad, you managed to make it through. That's quite unexpected. But what surprised me even more is that the hero is actually a woman."

"Then you'll be in for an even bigger surprise later."

Lingyu immediately cast the Wind Walk Technique and the Blessing of Strength and approached Moran.

"Reckless man."

Moran dodged the incoming holy sword as he had anticipated it, and immediately used Shadow Strike to move to the side.

"Magic sword, listen to my call and fight for me."

Moran stretched out a hand into the darkness, and when he pulled it back, there was a sharp blade. The blade was wrapped in black air, and the sight of it seemed to devour the mind.

"I will use your blood to nourish the magic sword!"

Moran threw the magic sword at Lingyu. The sword rubbed against the air at such a high speed that it made a loud noise, which seemed like the air was howling.

Lingyu didn't have time to think about using the holy sword to press against her chest, but the demon sword arrived as expected. The powerful impact caused cracks to appear under her feet, and her hands were almost shaken to the point of losing consciousness.

Lingyu immediately used the holy sword to deflect the demon sword. No matter how stupid a person is, he would not throw away his weapon. That meant there must be something fishy going on.

Just as Lingyu thought, a black shadow caught the magic sword, and the black shadows began to condense together and finally the outline of Moran appeared.

"Yes, it seems you are not stupid." Moran waved the magic sword casually.

"Mutual." Lingyu began to breathe heavily. She didn't expect that the Demon King's strength could not be compared with any previous demon. However, there was still the Judge who could fight. Lingyu had a little more confidence and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

"It seems that you still have some cards up your sleeve, but don't think that I have already exerted all my strength, brave man!"

Lingyu looked into Moran's eyes, his scarlet pupils revealing pride and absolute confidence in his strength.