Disciple of the Three Kings

Volume 10 Episode 9+

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The duke of the empire, the duke of slaughter, he spread his arms wide, exposing all of him defenselessly.

“Eat me.”

A cream that sees benefits with clear eyes.

“Heir of the Empire.”

He was standing in front of him.

His eyes begin to emit a deep red glow.

A deeper red color than that of Creme, and that of Petus.

The light, which can be described as darkness in a way, begins to wrap around Lee Rowoon’s body.

Tears of blood flowed from his eyes.

Even so, Yi Rowoon remained expressionless.

Creme smiled when she saw that.

‘That’s right.’

The first time I saw Lee Rowoon properly opening up her powers, I was convinced.

“What I wish for… .”

I was born as a small human in a flask and had to live as a hunting dog for a long time.

There were two things he wanted the most.

“Liberation.”

An unwanted life, liberation from the fate of the Imperial Emperor’s hound.

These people who created themselves.

It was to take revenge on the Empire and the Emperor.

I wouldn’t have dreamed of it.

Because Bondi Cream never thought that the fate that the Empire had given her was wrong.

Because that’s how it was made.

Everything was natural, and I thought it was a reality.

“It was three thousand years.”

The separation of the world.

That was the beginning of it all.

The continent that had been intact began to crumble, and it roamed the world as fragments.

On what criteria the world is divided, there was still a lot of debate about it.

One thing is for sure.

“It was only me.”

All of a sudden, Lee Rowoon is looking at Cream with a blood tattooed face.

Behind him, standing still, blood-colored wings spread out and he was slowly approaching.

“Three thousand years. This is the time my world wandered.”

Three thousand years of isolation.

“It was the first time. The influence of the Ring of Kings was cut off.”

Creme said with a smile.

“It was the first time.”

Lee Rowoon’s spread wings turned into blades and began to burrow into Cream’s body.

“What I felt free.”

The world alone.

All that was given to Cream was his castle and him alone.

No life was given to him.

Feeling freedom for the first time.

I didn’t know what to do, so I just spent those long years crouching alone.

In the meantime, I suddenly felt embarrassed.

“Why do I have to do this?”

“Why must I be alone?”

Why can’t you enjoy what you can naturally enjoy as a human being?

“I made it.”

The Knights of Slaughter.

Rondo.

It may be a wish that a guardian dragon would not have granted, but that protection had already been granted and the cream had never been used.

Only strength resides in Cream.

It was the Crimea’s freedom to use it in an isolated world.

Cream thought and thought while making it.

– Liberation.

If the world ever merges again in the future, I want to be free in it.

So Creme’s powers changed and resided in the things he created.

Rondo was his only success.

An existence that has escaped from the ring of the king and is not subordinated to itself.

Free dolls.

But that was also not a complete liberation.

I also thought.

Those who created them.

When I feel free, I want to be rewarded for all the time I have spent.

It was also a rondo.

He who was everything to himself.

“The world is open again.”

Freedom ended in three thousand years.

“I had to become the emperor’s slave again.”

Poo-Poo-Pu-Poo!

Cream and Rowoon were connected.

“Rondo alone is not enough. Let us free those who are already under the influence of the Ring of Kings.”

-Petus.

They, including him, were the subjects of the Crimea and the manifestation of the will.

Actually, Petus was somewhat out of the way of the Ring of Kings.

In a way, it could be said that he was for Petus and the like.

In his head, humans were oppressed like himself, and he believed that only he could set them free.

“You are wrong.”

“It cannot be rectified or undone.”

That’s it.

“That’s why you’re saying you’re going to pay for it now.”

“Eat it. Successor.”

Creme’s eyes shine.

His bright smile.

Slowly the two were wrapped in a blood-stained membrane.

“Liberate. Successor.”

Cream is enlightened.

The liberation and revenge they wanted.

“Get revenge. Successor.”

The existence that can make all those things happen is the existence right in front of you.

“Whether it’s for me or for anyone… .”

Being before your eyes.

Irawn would walk that path, Crimea was certain.

The two slowly entwined.

With Lee Rowoon’s words, the two worlds were cut off.

‘This power is… .’

Creme smiled softly, feeling the power surrounding her.

You know what the bases that make up you are.

I said it brought the power of gluttony from one of the ancient races.

It was said that beings who perished and disappeared, their power was mixed with those of such beings.

“It’s warm.”

The power that surrounds you is thought to be the source.

I think it’s your own foundation.

‘Parent.’

For some reason, I thought it was like the warmth of my parents.

And Cream’s consciousness was cut off.

Iron and iron collide.

The iron tears the flesh.

It was the result of a battle incongruous with Batella, the Seven Great Knights of the Great Church, and the Knights of Slaughter, who claimed to occupy the head of the Royal Knights.

Dodge, cut.

It doesn’t matter what secret is hidden in it, or what kind of energy the sword holds.

Just fight and tear.

It is the most primitive battle.

The war that has continued to this day was a battle.

The Auror Blade of the Holy Knights was different from the Knights of the Empire.

If the knights’ Aura blades were blazing blue flames, the ones in Gyoguk were white flames.

When those two sparks collide.

There was a huge explosion.

“Are you okay? leader.”

When Philet stepped back, Cainrich hurried over and said,

He also had scars all over his body.

Filet wiped his lips and said.

“It’s been a while. A battle like this.”

When was the last time?

Perhaps the battle with Silver was the last.

I think it was the last time I dealt with the Shaolin monks and the open beggars.

A lot of time has passed.

But the fillets did not become dull.

“It is, indeed, the Knights of Slaughter.”

Batella, the Seven Great Knights of the Kingdom, had never yet competed with the Royal Knights.

Especially the Knights of Slaughter.

‘I don’t go out unless it’s on the battlefield.’

A match like friendship is not suitable for them.

All they have is a battlefield of slaughter, splashing with blood and flesh.

“The kids are pushing.”

Batella is pushed.

“… … It’s not because the members are weak.”

Let’s say that Cainrich is offended.

“Who said that?”

Filet grinned.

Her eyes narrow.

Songgwang because it scatters brilliant light.

When you enter battle, it changes completely, so you are a mad knight.

“It’s just that they’re weird.”

Filet’s sword moves.

It cuts through the air with white light and the flesh of the enemy.

Susug!

The wounds of the opposing knight were healing.

“We can’t even organize that.”

The vitality and resilience of the paladins were known to be unmatched.

The white flame aura blades they emit deal with both destruction and life.

But the Knights of Slaughter was something different.

As if life was not given in the first place, it only recovers even if it is cut.

“You know what we should do?”

The Knights of Batella had also faced each other before.

Body.

“These are piles.”

Royal Knights.

They’re just dummy.

It’s just an illusion with a body.

It was hard to believe that.

It wasn’t strange considering the battle that was taking place in the sky.

“Stay until the Duke of Slaughter falls. Then you will win.”

Cainrich nodded at Philet’s words, but couldn’t hide his anxious expression.

“Isn’t that something you need help with?”

The ominous power emanating from the Duke of Slaughter.

It was something far beyond human limits.

It is ominous.

It didn’t matter why the Duke of the Empire had such power.

All that matters now is the fact that he is their enemy.

“Don’t worry.”

Filet says.

“Win unconditionally.”

Kainrich’s party doesn’t spend much time with Lee Rowoon.

There were a lot of important moments, such as leaving for other missions.

But you are different.

Who he is, what he is, and… .

‘What you can do.’

He knows.

“So hold on.”

The battle has resumed.

The change came in an instant.

Like the Immortal Legion, the Knights of Slaughter who recovered and stood up again even after being cut or torn.

It started to fall apart.

“Instead… ?”

Their wounds no longer healed, and the blue flames that rose above their swords were shaking.

Are they running out of mana?

Fillet looking up at the sky.

“What did I say?”

She smiles and swings her sword.

The Knights of Slaughter, who were running at her, lost an arm and stumbled.

It was followed by Cainrich and Goliath, finishing behind Philae.

“I told you. I don’t lose.”

The peacock of slaughter with his arms wide open.

It is an explicit expression of surrender.

Before him, he was approaching Crimea with the face of a ruler.

A great energy began to radiate from the two of them.

The red sphere.

Cream and Iwoon blended into it and disappeared.

The Knights of Slaughter, who were fighting Batella, melted in a handful of saliva and scattered on the floor.

Battella slowly backs away, unwilling to relax.

They were also looking up at the sky one by one.

Why did you fight the duke?

The person their leader, Philae, trusts.

He’s really special… .

Filet’s eyes widened as if torn apart.

The same goes for Cainrich.

The Knights of Batella.

I looked at it in amazement.

That reddish red sphere.

What is felt in that ominous place.

It was a huge divinity.

The paladins of the Kingdom of God prove their final qualifications after a long training life and receive Seran’s protection and blessings.

It is only then that he is recognized as a true paladin and his presence as a paladin is established.

-All the paladins of the kingdom have experienced Seran’s divinity.

It was the divinity of their god, Seran, that spewed out of that red sphere.

“Oh my God! What is going on!”

Kainrich was astonished and asked Philet.

“I don’t know… .”

The filet was also startling.