Chapter 452: - 66 "Nobody seems to match."
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Sam stopped moving, absolutely mortified at the unimaginable turn of events.
"...... haha!"
Bowood vomited blood, which splashed onto Sam's face and clothes, which were a short distance away, and stained them red.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Bowood. I've been trying to burn you up all day, telling you that you'd make a good Demon Lord, but I don't think you're the right person for it.
The arm belonged to Varzad, who had pierced Borwood's chest from behind.
"...... Val,zard,...... you,...... how dare you."
"I'm honestly impressed that you didn't die instantly. It's amazing how the life force of a beastman can be so strong.
As Valzard said this, he pulled his arm out of Borwood's chest, and a large amount of blood poured out of his chest and mouth.
"Nonsense, I was not distracted by this man. I didn't even know he moved, did I?"
Not only Sam and Bowood, but even Zoe couldn't figure out Varzad's movements.
"Zoe Stockwell. There's no way you could have figured out my moves. You're strong, but you're a semi-magician, aren't you? I am the Demon King. The difference is huge."
Pull him out!
Zoey, sword at the ready, kicks the ground, and in the blink of an eye, she's right on top of Varzad.
"Stop it, Zoe! You can't take on Varzad."
The vampire knight's small body was flying in the air when Bowood, spitting blood and trying to stop Zoey, yelled out.
"--Not!"
"You're late."
Valzado grabbed Zoey and slammed her to the ground.
She hits the ground from the back, creating a web-like crack.
"Ha ha-- you son of a b*tc*!"
Zoey was definitely damaged, but she quickly unshackled herself from Varzad's arm and made a big leap to get away from him.
"...... You're lying."
Sam, who had been watching the whole thing, was compounded in amazement.
Zoey, who was faster than anyone he had ever met, had been easily taken in stride and called "slow.
It is hard to imagine what kind of physical ability Valzado has.
Zoe herself was astonished that Varzad did not strike her a blow but was repelled by her.
She must have realized that she was dealing with an opponent whom she thought was a nuisance, but whose strength she had not anticipated.
"Your number eighteen is speed, isn't it? You can turn your magic power into speed and cut through your enemies. Simple and powerful is your strength. But unfortunately... You're too slow for me."
"Idiot. Even Master Lepsey can't fully handle my speed."
"Yeah. So you can think of me as more than the Demon King Lepssy. You know what I mean? Because I am strong, the lion tribe and other beastmen, who are just too proud, recognize me as the Demon King."
I guess Varzad's words are not lies.
In fact, none of the beastmen complained when he attacked Borwood from behind.
They did not even try to avenge him.
They are more afraid of Varzad, who has crippled their representative, Borwood, with a single blow.
"Why did you betray me, Varzad ......?"
Bowood, clutching his chest, his mouth and body stained red, asks weakly.
Then Varzad opens his mouth, looking a little apologetic.
"That's why you weren't made to be a demon king. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I put you in that mood.
"Why did you call out to me?"
"At first, we tried to call ourselves the Demon King by ourselves, but you see, there are seven Demon Kings now, and five of us are not quite balanced, right? So I thought I'd include you guys and make it eight."
"...... That's the only,reason?"
"It would have been different if you guys were stronger and more useful, but you were surprisingly weak, so I'm sorry."
"Don't be a fool."
Valzard's words were a sincere mockery of Bowood and the others, who had once been his friends.
Or, perhaps, he did not mean to mock them at all.
Maybe he was just being honest because he sincerely thinks that the Bowoods are weak and useless.
But that would be an insult to Borwood. He was wounded to the bone, but he was still angry.
"You've got to be kidding me."
"Oh, sorry, sorry. I know it's hard with the hole in your chest. I'll make you feel better in a minute.
As Valzado approached Bowood, he grabbed him by the shoulders and raised his bloodied right arm.
"Well, goodbye."
Standing helplessly on his feet, Valzado takes a shot at Bowood.
But Sam grabbed his arm.
"What?"
"--Subete wo kirisaku mono."
No sooner had Varzad turned to look at Sam with a slightly startled look on his face than Sam chopped off his head.
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Sam stopped moving, absolutely mortified at the unimaginable turn of events.
"...... haha!"
Bowood vomited blood, which splashed onto Sam's face and clothes, which were a short distance away, and stained them red.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Bowood. I've been trying to burn you up all day, telling you that you'd make a good Demon Lord, but I don't think you're the right person for it.
The arm belonged to Varzad, who had pierced Borwood's chest from behind.
"...... Val,zard,...... you,...... how dare you."
"I'm honestly impressed that you didn't die instantly. It's amazing how the life force of a beastman can be so strong.
As Valzard said this, he pulled his arm out of Borwood's chest, and a large amount of blood poured out of his chest and mouth.
"Nonsense, I was not distracted by this man. I didn't even know he moved, did I?"
Not only Sam and Bowood, but even Zoe couldn't figure out Varzad's movements.
"Zoe Stockwell. There's no way you could have figured out my moves. You're strong, but you're a semi-magician, aren't you? I am the Demon King. The difference is huge."
Pull him out!
Zoey, sword at the ready, kicks the ground, and in the blink of an eye, she's right on top of Varzad.
"Stop it, Zoe! You can't take on Varzad."
The vampire knight's small body was flying in the air when Bowood, spitting blood and trying to stop Zoey, yelled out.
"--Not!"
"You're late."
Valzado grabbed Zoey and slammed her to the ground.
She hits the ground from the back, creating a web-like crack.
"Ha ha-- you son of a b*tc*!"
Zoey was definitely damaged, but she quickly unshackled herself from Varzad's arm and made a big leap to get away from him.
"...... You're lying."
Sam, who had been watching the whole thing, was compounded in amazement.
Zoey, who was faster than anyone he had ever met, had been easily taken in stride and called "slow.
It is hard to imagine what kind of physical ability Valzado has.
Zoe herself was astonished that Varzad did not strike her a blow but was repelled by her.
She must have realized that she was dealing with an opponent whom she thought was a nuisance, but whose strength she had not anticipated.
"Your number eighteen is speed, isn't it? You can turn your magic power into speed and cut through your enemies. Simple and powerful is your strength. But unfortunately... You're too slow for me."
"Idiot. Even Master Lepsey can't fully handle my speed."
"Yeah. So you can think of me as more than the Demon King Lepssy. You know what I mean? Because I am strong, the lion tribe and other beastmen, who are just too proud, recognize me as the Demon King."
I guess Varzad's words are not lies.
In fact, none of the beastmen complained when he attacked Borwood from behind.
They did not even try to avenge him.
They are more afraid of Varzad, who has crippled their representative, Borwood, with a single blow.
"Why did you betray me, Varzad ......?"
Bowood, clutching his chest, his mouth and body stained red, asks weakly.
Then Varzad opens his mouth, looking a little apologetic.
"That's why you weren't made to be a demon king. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I put you in that mood.
"Why did you call out to me?"
"At first, we tried to call ourselves the Demon King by ourselves, but you see, there are seven Demon Kings now, and five of us are not quite balanced, right? So I thought I'd include you guys and make it eight."
"...... That's the only,reason?"
"It would have been different if you guys were stronger and more useful, but you were surprisingly weak, so I'm sorry."
"Don't be a fool."
Valzard's words were a sincere mockery of Bowood and the others, who had once been his friends.
Or, perhaps, he did not mean to mock them at all.
Maybe he was just being honest because he sincerely thinks that the Bowoods are weak and useless.
But that would be an insult to Borwood. He was wounded to the bone, but he was still angry.
"You've got to be kidding me."
"Oh, sorry, sorry. I know it's hard with the hole in your chest. I'll make you feel better in a minute.
As Valzado approached Bowood, he grabbed him by the shoulders and raised his bloodied right arm.
"Well, goodbye."
Standing helplessly on his feet, Valzado takes a shot at Bowood.
But Sam grabbed his arm.
"What?"
"--Subete wo kirisaku mono."
No sooner had Varzad turned to look at Sam with a slightly startled look on his face than Sam chopped off his head.
Sam stopped moving, absolutely mortified at the unimaginable turn of events."...... haha!"Bowood vomited blood, which splashed onto Sam's face and clothes, which were a short distance away, and stained them red."I'm sorry, Mr. Bowood. I've been trying to burn you up all day, telling you that you'd make a good Demon Lord, but I don't think you're the right person for it.The arm belonged to Varzad, who had pierced Borwood's chest from behind."...... Val,zard,...... you,...... how dare you.""I'm honestly impressed that you didn't die instantly. It's amazing how the life force of a beastman can be so strong.As Valzard said this, he pulled his arm out of Borwood's chest, and a large amount of blood poured out of his chest and mouth."Nonsense, I was not distracted by this man. I didn't even know he moved, did I?"Not only Sam and Bowood, but even Zoe couldn't figure out Varzad's movements."Zoe Stockwell. There's no way you could have figured out my moves. You're strong, but you're a semi-magician, aren't you?I am the Demon King. The difference is huge."Pull him out!Zoey, sword at the ready, kicks the ground, and in the blink of an eye, she's right on top of Varzad."Stop it, Zoe!You can't take on Varzad."The vampire knight's small body was flying in the air when Bowood, spitting blood and trying to stop Zoey, yelled out."--Not!""You're late."Valzado grabbed Zoey and slammed her to the ground.She hits the ground from the back, creating a web-like crack."Ha ha-- you son of a b*tc*!"Zoey was definitely damaged, but she quickly unshackled herself from Varzad's arm and made a big leap to get away from him."...... You're lying."Sam, who had been watching the whole thing, was compounded in amazement.Zoey, who was faster than anyone he had ever met, had been easily taken in stride and called "slow.It is hard to imagine what kind of physical ability Valzado has.Zoe herself was astonished that Varzad did not strike her a blow but was repelled by her.She must have realized that she was dealing with an opponent whom she thought was a nuisance, but whose strength she had not anticipated."Your number eighteen is speed, isn't it? You can turn your magic power into speed and cut through your enemies. Simple and powerful is your strength. But unfortunately... You're too slow for me.""Idiot. Even Master Lepsey can't fully handle my speed.""Yeah. So you can think of me as more than the Demon King Lepssy. You know what I mean?Because I am strong, the lion tribe and other beastmen, who are just too proud, recognize me as the Demon King."I guess Varzad's words are not lies.In fact, none of the beastmen complained when he attacked Borwood from behind.They did not even try to avenge him.They are more afraid of Varzad, who has crippled their representative, Borwood, with a single blow."Why did you betray me, Varzad ......?"Bowood, clutching his chest, his mouth and body stained red, asks weakly.Then Varzad opens his mouth, looking a little apologetic."That's why you weren't made to be a demon king. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I put you in that mood."Why did you call out to me?""At first, we tried to call ourselves the Demon King by ourselves, but you see, there are seven Demon Kings now, and five of us are not quite balanced, right?So I thought I'd include you guys and make it eight.""...... That's the only,reason?""It would have been different if you guys were stronger and more useful, but you were surprisingly weak, so I'm sorry.""Don't be a fool."Valzard's words were a sincere mockery of Bowood and the others, who had once been his friends.Or, perhaps, he did not mean to mock them at all.Maybe he was just being honest because he sincerely thinks that the Bowoods are weak and useless.But that would be an insult to Borwood. He was wounded to the bone, but he was still angry."You've got to be kidding me.""Oh, sorry, sorry. I know it's hard with the hole in your chest. I'll make you feel better in a minute.As Valzado approached Bowood, he grabbed him by the shoulders and raised his bloodied right arm."Well, goodbye."Standing helplessly on his feet, Valzado takes a shot at Bowood.But Sam grabbed his arm."What?""--Subete wo kirisaku mono."No sooner had Varzad turned to look at Sam with a slightly startled look on his face than Sam chopped off his head.
