Not All Heroes From Earth Are Bad [EN]: Chapter 118

Raiderun was in agony.

Where had the honor of the Demon race gone?

What had he been fighting for all this time?

He felt as if his entire 150 years of life was being negated.

‘Why did you make such a choice…’

He dared to resent the Demon King.

He knew it was an impious thought, but he couldn’t help it.

Demons and humans cannot coexist.

Only by the destruction of one can the other survive.

These two propositions are absolute truths that all demons learn from birth.

It was also the reason why the war had continued for the past hundreds of years.

‘That’s why the demons have been fighting.’

No demon questioned such an obvious fact.

Raiderun was no different.

Until he saw this document sent by Hemis.

Swoosh-

Raiderun unfolded the parchment.

He had read it so many times that he could recite the contents without looking.

Yet, Raiderun read the contents again.

Just in case he had missed something.

The document, handwritten by Hemis, began like this:

Raiderun. You’re a smart kid, so I trust you’ll understand.

Raiderun slowly read the document.

Demons don’t know the past. We don’t leave records or anything.

Where we came from, why we’re fighting humans on this continent.

There are probably very few demons who know that now.

Maybe just the Demon King and me.

Over 500 years is a terribly long time, even for demons.

Hemis’s story began by going back quite a long way.

Actually, we’re fugitives. The Demon King led us, defeated in our original world, and fled to this land.

From this point on, Raiderun doubted his eyes.

A story no one had ever told.

The first demons did not pass this story on to posterity.

It was because of the Demon King’s orders.

That’s why no demon knows this fact now.

Even if they did, they wouldn’t say it out loud.

It was a story that could shake the very foundation of the demon race.

That’s how the Demon King made an agreement, and the war became entrenched for a hundred years.

As time passed, the story came to recent times.

The Demon King made a secret agreement with the Human Allied Nations.

The Demon King’s army commander and the human commander moved their soldiers like playing chess, deliberately maintaining the front line.

And Hemis, who did not follow those orders, was exiled to the Black Fortress.

Not all the stories were written in detail, but there was no problem understanding the overall flow.

What you have to do is clear.

The Holy Empire of Gatrein.

Find the hero those guys are raising and kill him.

The following content was just as shocking.

The Holy Empire of Gatrein is secretly training a hero.

In a very inhumane way.

Hemis tried to root them out, but failed.

The goal of the Gatrein Empire is not just to eliminate the demons.

To dominate the entire continent.

The hero has the power to make that possible.

Never ignore them.

Always be vigilant and trample on them as soon as you see the sprouts.

For a while, the explanation of Gatrein’s secret weapon continued.

Reached the end of the document.

First, you need to build up your strength.

For now, someone else will take the position of commander of the 3rd Army.

If it’s you, you’ll definitely get that position back.

That’s when you need to move.

But keep in mind that you don’t have much time.

Just before the story ended.

She continued, as if she had forgotten for a moment.

Oh, don’t worry too much about Choi Hyun-seok.

I’ve already explained to 프리쉬 [Purish] what to do in advance, so follow it.

It’s a dangerous situation in many ways, but if it’s Choi Hyun-seok, wouldn’t he survive somehow?

With the content about Choi Hyun-seok as the last, Hemis’s story ended.

Raiderun read the sentence written at the very end of the document.

Thanks to you, the 100 years I was stuck in the Black Fortress weren’t boring.

Thank you.

Raiderun read the last sentence over and over again.

Soon he carefully folded the parchment and put it deep inside his chest.

“…”

Looking out the window, the sun was already rising.

He had stayed up all night, but Raiderun’s eyes were sharper than ever.

As he left the office, Deputy Commander Roiger, who had been waiting, approached him.

“Has everyone gathered?”

“Yes. Preparations are complete.”

Raiderun went straight up to the ramparts.

Guardrak Fortress entrance.

Over ten thousand demons were gathered in the vast plains.

They were soldiers of the 8th Division gathered for the air raid that would begin today.

Suddenly, Raiderun’s expression darkened as he looked at the soldiers.

‘Many will die.’

Even if the battle doesn’t last long, the damage will be great.

Perhaps the majority of the soldiers gathered here would die.

That was what the Demon King wanted.

Because the scale of the war had continued to shrink for 100 years, there were too many demons.

One of the hidden purposes of this war was to organize the demons who were too crowded in a narrow territory.

‘There is no meaning in their deaths now.’

Raiderun thinks.

In this false world, their deaths have no value.

It is just a false devotion to maintain the lie.

Meaningless death and sacrifice.

‘That’s not right.’

Raiderun was determined.

‘I will make your deaths not in vain, but valuable.’

Raiderun took a deep breath.

His chest swelled as if it would burst.

He shouts as if to vomit everything.

“Listen, everyone!”

The shout filled with magic echoed loudly in the wide plains.

The soldiers swallowed their saliva and listened to the momentum in his voice.

“We are demons! Demons are warriors born to fight!”

Raiderun stretched out his hand forcefully.

“Fight! Die! Like demons! For the honor of the demons!”

Anyway, the soldiers die.

If they had to die anyway, he wanted them to die as honorably as possible.

So that they themselves can be proud at the moment of death.

“Prove to yourselves that you are demons!”

“Waaaaaaaah-!”

The ten thousand soldiers screamed like crazy.

Even if they didn’t understand exactly what Raiderun said.

The will and spirit contained within were enough to make everyone’s hearts beat.

“…”

Leaving behind the huge roar, Raiderun turned around.

As he went down the ramparts with a firm face, he murmured in a determined voice.

“I will remember you.”

He vowed.

He would regain the lost honor of the demons and return it.

***

The Boundary of Demise.

It was a word that humans used to refer to the front line with the demons that had been maintained for the past 100 years.

Many shifting cultivators [wandering, independent martial artists] lived near the Boundary of Demise.

Those who cannot live in normal territories for some reason.

Most of them were criminals or those who had escaped after enduring slave life, but there were also those who were not.

“Mr. Barjen. Are you going hunting again?””Yes. I think we need some meat.””Be careful. I know Mr. Barjen’s swordsmanship skills well. There are rumors that the front line is unusual these days.”

The man continued in a worried voice.

“In times like these, monsters are sure to rush in. No matter how good Mr. Barjen is, if you meet an ogre, you’ll be done for!”

The man pretended to slit his throat.

“So you have to be careful.””Haha! I’ll keep that in mind.”

Barjen laughed heartily and moved on.

“Mr. Barjen. Be careful! There seem to be a lot more monsters these days.””Oh, Mr. Barjen. Are you going hunting?”

People greeted him every time he passed by.

This was partly because there were not many people in the village, but Barjen’s case was a little more special.

This was because Barjen was like a guardian protecting this village.

He was a fallen aristocrat.

He was said to have been a famous knight in the past.

However, his family was involved in treason.

In the end, he had no choice but to flee to the Boundary of Demise and become a shifting cultivator. – That was the background of the man named Barjen.

During the 5 years that Barjen lived in the village, no one doubted his background.

“This village is nice and quiet, but it’s too small.”

Barjen muttered as he came out of the village.

“There’s no good place to practice… Should I just live alone?”

A place some distance from the village.

Barjen, who had arrived in front of a steep cliff, drew his sword.

“Hoo…”

He took a light breath.

The sword in his hand slowly moves.

Swish!

The sword cut through the air.

A very ordinary cut.

However, the result was by no means ordinary.

Kugugugugugu…!

The huge cliff collapses.

The cliff, neatly cut along the sword path, was sliding like magic.

A result that was impossible to believe that a human had done.

In fact, Barjen’s real name was different.

The legend of the Drasen Empire, Basel Scott.

He was traveling around such remote places and continuing his swordsmanship training alone.

“Hmm… I don’t like it.”

At that moment, when Basel Scott frowned.

A beautiful voice was heard from behind him.

“You don’t like it? That’s great. You hardly used any mana.”

Basel Scott shook his head without looking back.

“The original goal was the tree behind the cliff. I think I only cut down about half of it.”

Basel Scott’s words were not false.

In fact, there was a huge tree on the opposite side of the cliff, and it was scarred as if it had been cut by something sharp.

“Oh ho~ This is really amazing? You’ve grown more than I thought.””Time has passed.””That’s right. Is it about 150 years?””Exactly 153 years.”

Finally, Basel Scott turned around.

There stood a woman with white skin and a black dress.

No, should she be called a woman?

Her face has no eyes, nose, or mouth.

Only huge lips.

The 3rd Army Commander of the Demon King’s Army, Hemis, faced Basel Scott.

“Oh my! How does your face look younger?”

Hemis covered her lips and said in a surprised voice.

This was because Basel Scott, visible in her eyes, looked like a middle-aged man in his 40s.

He looked at least 20 years younger than when she last saw him.

“Where’s your beard? It was ugly, but it had its own charm.””It’s annoying to manage.””That’s a shame.”

Unlike her words, her voice did not feel any regret at all.

“Anyway, it’s really amazing. Who would call you a 300-year-old man?””You haven’t changed at all. 150 years ago. It’s the same as then.””I work hard on skin care.”

At that moment, Basel Scott’s eyebrows twitched.

“Is that a joke?”

“It’s a joke.”

“Your personality has changed.”

“Really? Well, I’ve gotten a little brighter. Ohohoho!”

Hemis laughed in her unique high tone.

Basel Scott burst into a hearty laugh and shook his head.

“Ha, to feel happy to hear that nasty laughter. I guess I’m getting old too.”

A laughter that used to be so annoying and scary that it caused PTSD in the past.

However, more than 150 years had made him forget his fear, and instead filled the space with his desire to win.

“So. Did you come to finish the unfinished match?”

“Hmm~ similar.”

Hemis smiled slyly.

“To be exact, I came to catch the coward who turned tail and ran away 150 years ago.””Anyone who hears that will misunderstand. That was not a retreat, but a strategic retreat.””Anyway, the legends are all full of pride. Once you dig them up, they’re nothing.”

Hemis licked her red lips with her tongue.

“Still, I think it will be quite fun this time.””Fun… Is that what you were aiming for after all?””Do you need anything else?””You’ve always been like that. You treated everything as mere entertainment.”

“…”

“Wars where lives are extinguished, battles for honor, were just games to you.””Heung~ I don’t really want to listen to sermons.””It’s just a personal impression.”

Basel Scott continued.

“I thought about the reason. Why can you do that? Why is every battle just entertainment to you? As I pondered, I realized at some point.””Oh my, you’re amazing for noticing something I don’t even know. What is it?”

Basel Scott replied in a chilling voice.

“Because no one was a threat to you. Since you have no fear, everything must have felt like a fun game to you.”

He raised his sword.

“Today, I will make you realize the emotion of fear. Then you won’t be able to spout nonsense about fun in the face of a life-threatening battle.””Are you fighting with your mouth? Anyway, old people talk too much.”

At the same time as Hemis’s words fell, Basel Scott kicked off the ground.