Not All Heroes From Earth Are Bad [EN]: Chapter 120

There are No Bad Heroes in the World – Episode 120 (120/273)

Frisch, one of Hemis’s subordinates.

Once disguised as Cardinal Elrond, he was now disguised as a human coachman, driving a carriage.

“Ready?”

Frisch asked.

Choi Hyun-seok, who was riding inside the carriage, checked his condition.

“Armor on…”

Choi Hyun-seok was wearing an imposing, dark red armor.

He didn’t know the armor’s effectiveness, but he wore it because he was advised it would help him in the human world.

“Let’s see about the hair color… Does it look good, Mr. Abelson?”

Abelson, who was sitting across from him, nodded.

“Yes. It suits you well.”

Choi Hyun-seok’s hair was tinged with purple.

His original black hair was too conspicuous, so he had no choice but to dye it.

In this world, only demons or heroes had black hair.

“Mr. Abelson, you look good too.”

For the same reason, Abelson also dyed her hair.

Her hair was bright platinum blonde.

Silver hair was relatively rare, and the next Saintess with silver hair was so famous that this measure was necessary.

‘As expected, blonde hair is the best…’

Choi Hyun-seok stared blankly at Abelson.

She originally had a mysterious silver hair and outstanding beauty, but blonde hair had a different charm.

‘Is it because I heard she was a princess? She really looks like a princess.’

The blonde noble lady that Choi Hyun-seok had always clamored for.

In this case, it would be a blonde royal lady, but anyway, the important thing was ‘blonde’ and ‘lady’.

Whether she was a noble or a royal, it was all okay as long as she was pretty.

“Eek…! Hero!!!”

Rahel shouted.

Choi Hyun-seok was startled and turned around.

“Why are you shouting?”

“You’re going to drool! Close your jaw!”

“Ah, okay.”

“I don’t know what you’re going to do, always losing your mind when you see a woman! A day will come when you get into big trouble!”

Choi Hyun-seok looked at her with a serious expression at Rahel’s scolding.

“Rahel.”

“Why, why…?”

“It’s not that I lose my mind when I see any woman. It’s that I lose my mind when I see a beautiful woman.”

He was saying such a thing with a very serious expression.

Rahel, whose head was aching, pressed her temples.

“Haa, the future of the world is dark. It’s dark.”

“Originally, heroes have to protect beautiful women. Didn’t you read fairy tales when you were young?”

“Never mind…”

At that time, a voice was heard again from the driver’s seat.

“That’s far enough. We’ll be entering the city soon, so no more chatter.”

“Understood.”

“Everyone must be faithful to their roles. Be careful not to confuse names or identities.”

“Yes.”

From now on, they had to live with new identities and new names.

Choi Hyun-seok reminded himself of his identity once again so that his identity would not be revealed.

‘Name Ravi Bahet. Age thirty. From the Atahl Kingdom across the sea, and now naturalized in the Agros Kingdom, living as a knight.’

In this place, Choi Hyun-seok’s Eastern appearance was exotic, so this setting was created.

“Stop.”

A strange voice was heard from outside the carriage.

It seemed to be the voice of a guard guarding the city entrance.

Frisch, disguised as a coachman, bent over and skillfully began to act.

“State your identity and purpose of visit.”

“Oh, knight. You’re working hard! My name is Dorf.”

“I’m not curious about your name. What’s in the carriage?”

“Agros Kingdom’s Young Lady, Alien Crissy, is riding.”

“Crissy…? It’s a family I’ve never heard of.”

“The Agros Kingdom is so far away. Haha!”

“Hmm…”

“The Young Lady has been traveling by carriage for a few days due to circumstances. She needs to get to her accommodation and rest….”

“Stop.”

The knight cut off Frisch’s words and approached the carriage.

“Excuse me for a moment.”

The knight opened the window and checked inside.

Abelson and Choi Hyun-seok stared at the knight silently.

“…”

A moment of silence.

Abelson was the first to speak.

“How long are you going to keep staring?”

“Ah, I’m sorry! May I see your identification card?”

“Yes.”

Abelson handed over a pre-fabricated identification card.

The identification card, lavishly decorated with gold and jewels, was extraordinary at a glance.

“…!”

The knight’s eyes widened.

The knight, overwhelmed by the identification card, couldn’t even think of checking it properly and bowed his head.

“Yes! Confirmed.”

“Then can we enter the city?”

“Of course. Welcome to Keaton, Young Lady. Have a pleasant trip.”

The knight stepped back politely.

The carriage started moving again.

“Hoo, it’s not as big of a deal as I thought?”

“Were you nervous?”

“A little, it’s my first time escaping the Demon King’s army… Haha!”

Choi Hyun-seok smiled awkwardly.

“Mr. Choi Hyun-seok.”

“Yes?”

“I heard that heroes are people from other worlds. Are you too, Mr. Choi Hyun-seok?”

“Well… that’s right.”

Choi Hyun-seok nodded, flustered by the sudden question.

“You might be disappointed.”

“What do you mean?”

“All the heroes who saw the bare face of this land for the first time were like that.”

Abelson said with a dark expression.

“This world is too rotten.”

***

At the same time.

The Holy Empire’s army was mobilizing all its forces to pressure Hemis.

“Barrier! Maintain the barrier!”

“The enemy is one! Don’t back down!”

Over a thousand holy knights used divine magic, and magical tools specially prepared for Hemis emitted light from all directions.

Among them, the most effort was put into the pillar of light.

Woooong…!

The six pillars that first fell from the sky.

An enormous amount of divine power poured out from the pillars, each comparable to a building.

It was the highest-level divine magic cast by Saintess Moriel of the Temple of Light.

It was a large-scale magic that took several hours to prepare and consumed enormous divine power.

It was a tricky magic that was rarely used, but its effect was certain.

Hwaaaa-!

The divine power emitted by the Temple of Light confines Hemis and weakens her magical energy at the same time.

It also has the effect of strengthening the divine power of the holy knights in the space.

In other words, Hemis was fighting in the middle of enemy territory, fully prepared [meaning the enemy was fully prepared].

“Today, we will decorate a page of history in this place.”

The legend of the Gatrean Holy Empire, Asahel Vald, murmured quietly.

“Prove once again that our Holy Empire is the strongest on the continent!”

“Waaa-!”

There is no doubt that they will win.

It can’t be helped.

The existence of holy knights was a weapon for war against demons from birth.

Divine power wins against magical energy.

Magical energy wins against magical power.

Magical power wins against divine power.

The relationship between magical power, divine power, and magical energy.

Of course, even if you have an advantage in compatibility, you cannot reverse an overwhelming difference.

Until now, Hemis had broken everything, regardless of magical power or divine power.

But today will be different.

‘The fact that I am overwhelming Hemis even without stepping forward is proof of that.’

Asahel Vald, currently the largest force, did not participate in the battle.

He only encouraged and commanded the soldiers.

There was no need for him to step forward, and Hemis was dying.

“Block the operation of magical energy! Never let her use magic!”

With prepared magical tools and overwhelming divine power, they suppressed the magical energy to prevent the use of magic.

Chrararararak-!

The tentacles that poured out were quickly dealt with by a thousand elite knights.

“Prepare.”

At Asahel Vald’s command, several holy knights began to move.

“Ooooo…”

A hundred holy knights, seated on the magic circle, cried in a low voice.

Divine power poured out from their bodies, and soon a giant sword was created in the sky.

It was high-level divine magic, the ‘Sword of Judgment’.

Woong…!

The pure white sword floating in the sky.

The sword, which was more than 10m long, plunged towards the ground.

Kwaaaaaaaa-!

With a roar, the ground split and sand dust spread in all directions.

Asahel Vald blocked the wind with his hand and surveyed the battlefield.

“As expected, you are a glutton. To think you are still alive. It’s an amazing body.”

Asahel Vald smiled.

At the end of his gaze was Hemis, panting with blood all over her body.

“You… prepared a lot?”

“This is the true power of the Gatrean Holy Empire. Do you now understand why your Demon King is lying flat before us?”

“Hoo? This is unexpected. To think you knew that much.”

Asahel Vald had a surprised expression.

The hero training is a top-secret project conducted by Gatrean.

Few people within the Empire know about it, and the work is carried out in a completely segmented manner, so even if you work on the actual project, most people don’t know exactly what they are doing.

To think that a Demon King’s executive knew such top secrets.

“Well, you’re going to die here anyway, so it doesn’t matter. And it’s already too late to stop the plan.”

“Haa, haa…”

Hemis didn’t say anything more.

She looked like it was hard just to breathe.

In fact, it was a miracle that she was alive.

A giant sword made of divine power was piercing through the center of her chest.

“It looks like it’s hard to breathe. I’ll make you comfortable.”

If there is no need to breathe anymore, there will be no need to pant so hard.

Asahel drew his sword.

‘To kill a glutton with my own hands…!’

Joy surged.

The worst demon in history.

The name Glutton that has terrified humans for the past hundreds of years.

The thought of killing her directly with his own hands sent shivers down his spine.

“Are you happy?”

Hemis grinned.

The moment Asahel was about to swing his sword with a snort.

Tteueoeoeoeok-!

The lips widened to nearly 2 meters.

Asahel reflexively swung his sword.

As befitting a legend, the power and speed contained within were outstanding.

Whoong!

However, his sword simply passed through the space in Hemis’s mouth as if it had cut through the air.

“Ah…?”

Asahel Vald sensed death.

Kwaduk!

The opened lips closed.

Asahel Vald, whose upper body had been blown away, knelt down.

“Sir Asahel Vald has been attacked!”

“Kill her! Kill the glutton right now!”

As if they had been waiting, high-level divine magic flew in from all directions.

Kwawaaaaa-!

Hundreds of spells poured down.

The aftermath of the explosion caused dirt and dust to rise, obscuring the view, but the magic did not stop.

Kwagwagwagwagwaga!

As if trying to leave no trace.

The magic continued to pour down on Hemis and Asahel Vald’s corpses.

“…”

After a while.

The magical bombardment, which lasted for nearly 10 minutes, stopped.

A huge crater had been created in the place where Hemis had been, as if a meteorite had fallen.

Even the traces of Hemis and Asahel Vald’s corpses could not be found.

“I can’t believe this is happening…”

Saintess Moriel of Deusis sighed.

She had dealt with the glutton, but suffered unexpected losses.

The death of the legend Asahel Vald.

It was a death so futile that the name of the legend was hard to believe.

‘There is a limit to being stupid… How could you be careless against a glutton?’

She resented Asahel Vald for ruining something that could have been ended neatly.

Only for the honor of dealing with the glutton with his own hands.

And to think he started the job carelessly.

In the world of the strong, battles are often decided in an instant.

Asahel Vald simply paid the price for his carelessness.

From his point of view, it was an excessively unfair death, but the guillotine had already fallen.

No matter how much of a saintess she was, she could not revive the dead.

‘He’s made things difficult for me.’

How should she explain Asahel Vald’s death?

Her head was already aching at the thought of the Pope getting angry.

“We are returning. To the capital of the Empire.”

“Yes, Saintess.”

All Saintess Moriel could do was return.

She leads a thousand holy knights and returns to Gratiam, the capital of the Holy Empire.

“…”

The empty lot, where everyone had left and no one remained, was desolate.

All that remained from the aftermath of the battle was debris and sand dust.

In the land where life had disappeared, something began to move.

A piece of cloth so small that it could not be seen.

It moved very slowly, at a speed so slow that no one would notice.

Wriggle… Wriggle…

Several hours passed in that state.

Finally, what was created was a small lip about the size of a fingertip.

“…”

The lips, which had been lying on the floor for a while, finally moved.

Smirk-

The lips were still smiling.