It’s the Apocalypse, but My Summons Do Everything - Chapter 103

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Chapter 103

#Episode 103

A heavy sword corrupted black pushed me back.

I frowned and looked at my opponent, pushed back for the first time in battle.

A knight with red feathers adorning black armor.

‘What is this now…?’

The power I felt wasn’t the same corruption as the others.

It felt similar to me – someone who chose darkness and honed it himself.

But perhaps the reason for his corruption was that the path he originally walked was righteous.

Walking the path of Sura-do now, his sword possessed refined and pure power despite being corrupted.

“I apologize for the ambush, but at this rate, my soldiers will die endlessly.”

He bowed his head apologetically for the surprise attack, showing proper courtesy.

“I am Knight King Lucio. State the name of the Eastern warrior.”

For such an upright person to be corrupted – I wondered if it was Black Sun’s doing, but that wasn’t it.

“I am Cha Hyeon-su, Lord of Souls.”

At the mention of Lord of Souls, his armor trembled.

Did he sense something?

I naturally pointed the tip of my scythe toward his neck and spoke.

“Someone like you wouldn’t have reason to massacre civilians, so why don’t you peacefully return to dust now.”

This was not a suggestion but a command and notification.

A strong notification that if he refused, I would even consider using force.

But Lucio shook his head and drew his sword.

“I have a mission to protect. Though I am the remnant of defeat, please understand me.”

Remnant of defeat?

Just as the battle was about to begin, Senior spoke as if he had belatedly remembered.

[That guy is the Knight King from the ancient Throne War. He’s famous among the Monarchs for his uprightness, having kept his faith until the very end.]

‘Huh? Why would such a person do something like this?’

[Well… there could be various reasons, but what he’s doing now is a tremendous taboo. He must be prepared for his very soul to be annihilated.]

‘Anyway, he must have good reason for it.’

[Yes, if it’s him as I know him… it won’t be an ordinary matter, so investigate carefully.]

After finishing our conversation, he looked at me through his armor.

I was reflected in his murky black eyes.

“Knight King Lucio will now cut down Lord of Souls Cha Hyeon-su.”

“Lord of Souls Cha Hyeon-su will now reap the soul of the corrupt Knight King.”

The corrupted Excalibur clashed with Desperado.

The two legendary weapons collided, each wielding different darkness.

The sword spilled darkness as it slid diagonally along the scythe blade, aiming for my throat.

I couldn’t help but admire the sword path so beautiful it gave me chills.

I transformed the scythe into gauntlets and grasped the sword with my hand.

I tried to mimic exactly what Lucio had done, sliding along the blade to engage in close combat, but he blocked my advance with his elbow and kicked me away.

“Excellent!”

“You’re excellent too.”

Recognizing each other’s level, we increased the speed of battle even more.

As the battle accelerated in the sky, darkness made explosive sounds and the killing intent focused solely on killing each other intensified.

That time was quite enjoyable for me.

Because there existed the charm of life-or-death combat that could only be learned in actual battle.

After my previous clash with Cheonma, I had become able to think much more deeply about martial arts.

And now this experience was precious beyond what could be learned even with billions of gold.

Lucio seemed to notice this too, unconsciously forming a smile on his lips.

Clang-!

Lucio, who had extended his sword tip to deflect a large attack, looked at me and lowered his sword.

“I’ve given up on nurturing disciples, but you’re the first talent I’ve found so appealing…”

“I didn’t know combat could be this enjoyable either, but we should settle this soon.”

“…We should.”

Unable to deploy a domain as a corrupted knight, storms began to rage around his sword again.

Black coffins swallowed the world.

Infinite slashing attacks began pouring toward him.

Kagagagagagang-!

[His martial arts haven’t gone anywhere… no, has he gotten stronger?]

He was deflecting all the unpredictable swordplay of the Grim Reapers with just one sword.

But this was only the beginning – I poured out even more effort and accelerated that speed.

In the storm of madly pouring slashing attacks, scratches began appearing one by one on his armor.

Even after taking such a direct slash, the strength with which he endured it with his body was so incredible that it made me gasp in amazement.

But even that was approaching its end.

The chains pouring down over the layered slashes finally bound him tightly.

The tips of scythes created by hundreds of Grim Reapers pointed at his neck, and hundreds of chains glared at him.

“It seems the match is decided.”

He tried to move his body several times as if he couldn’t believe it, but it was only meaningless resistance.

The Black Fortress seemed to have no intention of releasing him once it had completely recognized him as an enemy.

Only after binding him several more layers did I withdraw my weapon and ask.

“Before I kill you, let me ask – what grievance drove you to do such things?”

At my question, he made sad eyes and lowered his head.

“Everything is my responsibility and my fault…”

“So what responsibility and what fault? Stop suffering alone and tell me.”

At my question, Lucio swallowed his sorrow and slowly began to speak.

His story was quite bitter.

“I too initially tried to nurture disciples like other Lords, like you and your Lord… I wanted that kind of healthy relationship.”

“And then? You could have just done that.”

“At first I tried to do that, I chose a child who showed promise and tried to raise him well.”

At first, things went well.

The person he chose was an alchemist who received the Knight King’s selection and walked a new path of swordsmanship.

But the problem arose when he encountered a Lord like me.

Feeling a wall before such overwhelmingly different power, he eventually committed a taboo.

He decided to sacrifice humans and directly summon Lucio, his senior.

The absolute taboo of human sacrifice was terribly sweet, and now he possessed demonic energy befitting a Demon King rather than a Knight King.

“Then your current resurrection is also…?”

“That’s not because of that child. Rather, I abandoned everything and descended to the ground to stop that child.”

“Ah…”

A bitter situation.

I could even feel his resolute will to finish with his own hands what he had started.

In that process, the corruption of one who left the Divine Seat was inevitably unavoidable.

Perhaps if Lucio had hidden and honed his power for just one more year, it would have been a much harder fight.

“So the one who originally tried to summon you became a Demon King, intoxicated by human sacrifice?”

“…Shamefully, yes.”

“Hmm, I see.”

I understood the situation well, but there was one different problem.

“Then why did you massacre the humans in Scotland below?”

Even now, Hunters were dying and engaged in fierce battle with soldiers.

I was very displeased with this, but Lucio lowered his head as if he regretted even that.

“They are the power I borrowed. When all tasks were completed, I intended to offer my soul and return everything to its original state.”

“…Huh? Is that possible?”

[It would be impossible with other souls, but with a soul that once occupied the Divine Seat, it’s not impossible. Rather, the soul would be at a disadvantage.]

‘Even though corrupted?’

[Yes, because that’s what the Divine Seat is.]

What exactly is this Divine Seat that makes people go to such lengths?

I held my head at the pitiful situation, but this was something I couldn’t ignore either.

A Demon King performing human sacrifice – no matter that this wasn’t the place I lived, it was a problem that needed solving.

“For now, let’s do this.”

“What method do you have?”

“Yes, first restore the people to their original state. Instead, I’ll personally kill that Demon King for you.”

At my answer, spoken lightly as if it were nothing, his eyes trembled.

“It won’t be an ordinary matter. He’s become powerful enough that I had to descend to the mortal world myself.”

“I’ve survived worse hells than that, so I don’t think I’ll lose to some mere human-origin Demon King.”

I lightly tapped the destroyed crown above my head.

He stared intently at that crown, then after a moment, his eyes widened.

Then he nodded and spoke to me.

“…If you’ve already secured that level of status, I suppose I can trust you.”

“Of course, I keep my word too.”

“First, release me. I swear on my honor as a knight that I will never betray you.”

Since he didn’t seem like someone who would betray, I released the restraints. He lowered his head, gripped his sword with both hands, and pointed it toward his own heart.

“Before I go, let me tell you in advance – what I’m worried about isn’t the Demon King himself.”

“Huh? Then what is it?”

“If he performed human sacrifice, there must be an entity that received that sacrifice, right?”

“…Ah.”

A terrible picture formed in my mind.

Perhaps he was trying to make not Lucio, but that sacrifice’s target descend to the mortal world.

“I understand well.”

“Yes, if it’s an entity that can immediately grant that level of power, it’s certainly a fairly high-ranking being.”

My firm resolve was resolutely strengthened.

“I understand, I will certainly remember.”

“Good… Then, though it’s embarrassing, I’ll trust only you.”

“Of course, since that bastard won’t benefit humans either, I will definitely deal with him.”

“…Go to London, the capital of the United Kingdom.”

Before he disappeared, he looked at me and gave a warm smile.

Then he pulled out a blue gem embedded in his armor and placed it in my hand.

“What is… this?”

“It’s the most valuable thing I can give you. You’ll figure out its use soon enough.”

With those words, Lucio gripped his sword in reverse.

“It was enjoyable to compete with such an excellent junior as yourself.”

As soon as those words ended, Lucio pierced his own heart with the sword with all his strength.

Blood gushed out as his body, including the sword, began to crumble into dust and disappear.

[Upright and foolish to the end… A model of knighthood.]

Senior must have done something, as his soul was absorbed into me.

And his soul that had been gathered in the Soul Vessel ascended toward Senior.

[I shall take him as my knight. Though he won’t remember his previous life, his character alone will be remembered forever.]

“That’s fortunate to hear, I was feeling uncomfortable about it.”

Lucio disappeared and the Black Fortress was released.

The monsters that had become soul legions began returning one by one, regaining their original bodies.

Along with them, the souls I had gathered in my Soul Vessel also returned to their original owners.

“Come to think of it, the soul was absorbed by Senior, so how is this possible?”

[Who do you think I am?]

“Ah.”

I nodded belatedly in understanding.

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