There is absolutely nothing wrong with my magic cards!

"Everyone! Don't move, back away and spread out."

Ludwig's loud voice of command reached everyone's ears.

And in the next second, when she faced the surprised or questioning eyes of the non-commissioned officers, she only responded with resolute eyes.

She knew better than anyone present that there was no need to attack De Lois, he would be dead soon.

Perhaps it was because compared to Delois, she was more willing to believe from the bottom of her heart in the previous honorary duke who did not look like an enemy, or maybe she knew that if she destroyed a little wish that Delois had been suffering so far, her conscience would be guilty for the rest of her life.

She didn't want to make herself regret, so even at the risk of committing a crime, she chose to act according to her own judgment.

Just like that, Delois staggered a few steps.

What he was facing was the knights of the Holy Kingdom who seemed to be separated and gradually gave way.

Due to his gaze, there will naturally be people from the Holy Kingdom backing away.

All the knights of the Holy Kingdom stood on both sides, seeing Delois dragging his broken body, walking forward step by step, leaving a deep bloodstain on the ground.

As if every step he took was a miracle that he didn't fall!

I don't know if it's because of the instinctive awe of the superior powerhouse, the Demon King, or if he's madly fascinated by the Demon King.

Some knights had the urge to pay respects to him.

The demon in front of him seemed to be unimportant no matter what race or camp he was.

Just relying on this will, the heart of the Holy Kingdom powerhouse who witnessed it could not help but tremble.

Gradually, the purpose of Delois became clear to people.

I saw Delois finally stopped.

He was facing the entrance of the palace, his face was covered with blood, but he smiled innocently like a boy.

It was a kind of appearance, as if trying to be brave in order to let the family not worry.

In his eyes, he also felt as relaxed as having completed all the missions and finally being able to go home.

At this time, a slender figure appeared in the distance he was facing at some point.

That figure was tearing up, approaching him anxiously and tremblingly, as if worried that he would shatter in the next second.

"Brother...you won again? I knew you would win big..."

It didn't take long for Talomarti to come to Delois's body, trying to reach out to support his brother.

She had never seen her brother's scarred appearance, and she had never even imagined it in her mind, which was enough to be called a terrifying picture for her.

In the next second, Delois fell on her outstretched arm as if he could finally hold on.

"Talomati, let's go home..."

Accompanied by Delois' tired voice, the moment she touched her brother, she only felt that Delois was very light.

Like a floating leaf.

He didn't know where his body, which had almost turned into an empty shell, got the strength to pretend to be able to walk towards her like a brave man.

Until Talomarty gently supported his elder brother like this, carefully let him sit on the ground, and supported his back by himself.

It seemed that this would make him feel better.

But at this moment, an overwhelming sense of despair has swept Talomarty's heart like a tide.

The moment she touched her brother, she already knew it.

The elder brother has a soul trauma that she can't imagine.

"Delois...? Are you trying to trick me again? Me. I won't be fooled by you now."

Talomarty said in a trembling voice.

She seemed to be agitated. Talos Marty, who had sworn a long time ago that she would never forgive him if she was deceived by Delois again, did not know which god she was praying for at this moment, so that Delois' behavior at the moment become a lie.

Finally, as if at a loss for a while, she no longer concealed her helplessness, and could only keep her eyes firmly on her brother.

Apart from looking at Delois, she couldn't think of anyone else who could help her.

"If you don't know who to ask for help in the future, or if there is no one who can help you, just pray to the goddess of reincarnation and destiny...she loves this world...every creature equally..."

Delois spoke in an extremely weak voice.

He seemed to understand Talomarty's thoughts in an instant.

"I don't want to pray to the gods, I'm a demon, I don't want to understand so many complicated things!"

It was rare for Talomarty to express his emotions so strongly.

This kind of Talos Marty made Delois a little surprised, and he couldn't help showing a faint smile, but he didn't let his expression change much.

They really are siblings.

This stubborn appearance only made Delois feel that he was looking at himself in the mirror.

Delois raised his fingers slightly, as if he wanted to raise his hand to help Talomarti wipe away tears a little bit.

But he couldn't move anymore.

Every tiny move was reflected in Talomarty's eyes.

She quickly grabbed her brother's hand and squeezed it tightly.

She finally realized that every sentence of her elder brother may be the last sentence.

I shouldn't say willful words anymore, I should make him feel more at ease.

just now.

She seemed to finally understand why Delois began to pray devoutly to Goddess Tim, a god of the camp of good and order, after Kolotia's death.

Because he must have felt so powerless and helpless when he died holding Clotia in his arms.

The disadvantage of a good sibling relationship is that what the other party is thinking will be seen soon.

The sorrow between them is also infecting each other at this moment, making each other more painful.

"In my whole life, I have never hurt any kind person, nor owed anyone..."

Delois's eyes seemed to be floating through a revolving lantern, and he began to murmur dreamily.

But he seemed to think of something again, and tears finally slid from the corners of his eyes.

"But I'm only sorry for my sister... the harm I gave you, that time in the Holy Kingdom... and it's the same now..."

"I can't... I can't figure it out..."

Delois' voice was trembling and undulating, like a person who was about to freeze to sleep in the extremely cold snow.

"I don't blame you, I don't blame you..."

Talos Marty squeezed Delois's cold and powerless hand, and pressed it against her cheek, as if wanting to give him even a little warmth, but her tears only stained Delois' colder and colder hand.

Just at the end.

"You are my proudest sister and have always been..."

"The devil world, I will leave it to you..."

Delois' palm clenched Talomarty's hand as if with the last of his strength.

It was only after he returned to the Demon Realm to build a good relationship with his sister again that he understood the knot in his sister's heart all along.

It turns out that the younger sister has always thought that her elder brother is the better of the twins since she was a child, and she thinks that her inferiority complex is just scraps.

Her biggest wish all along is to be as powerful as her brother.

This was the only compensation he could give Talomarty.

"Actually not..."

Delois seemed to have no breath in his chest, and the words began to be intermittent, and even the logic of the sentence jumped.

But he trusted Talomarty to understand.

"Actually, I have always envied you since I was a child...I feel that you are more perfect as a younger sister...and I am just an add-on that was born for you..."

It wasn't until this moment that Delois revealed his true heart.

He is not at all like the demon king who maintains impeccable majesty now.

Finally, his mouth softened, and he turned into a fragile human teenager.

"So...Talomati...don't forget me..."

"Even if I'm gone..."

"I will always be by your side...to protect you..."

With the last words of De Lois, it became weaker and weaker until it was inaudible.

A strange magic seemed to change the aura on Talomarty's body.

This is the last forbidden magic of Delois in this life——

It is also a new form of the supreme demon spell of the Demon King's Tomb under the use of Delois.

He will not seal up his magic power and soul in the Demon King's Tomb.

Instead, he sacrificed everything about himself to his younger sister who had the same fate and soul as him!

"......elder brother?"

Along with the last trace of life in Delois, it also dissipated.

Talomarty was weeping in a daze, and his voice was a little sluggish.

They seem to be the pathetic demons cursed by the gods.

What I really experience when realizing the desire I have pursued throughout my life is the most painful experience in this life.

Even Talomarty hadn't been able to accept the reality in front of him.

The extra strange magical powers on her body, as well as the spells that should have only belonged to Delois that she suddenly understood in her mind for no reason, all told her what happened.

But she still didn't want to believe it, she always felt that the brother in her arms could wake up again.

His slumber must have been only temporary.