The Failed Swordmaster - Chapter 175

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Chapter 175 67. I’ll Crush You All (2)

 

An ordinary landscape.

 

A few trees growing in the middle of a vast plain with nothing particularly special about it. Blue sky stretching above with a few birds flying between them – scenery you could see anywhere while walking down a road.

 

But the massive rift that had formed in the middle completely changed the impression. The unrealistic terrain, as if some mythical being had struck down with a giant sword, made people’s expressions harden.

 

Bumer Simpson, who had approached close to the rift, looked down below. Even with his excellent eyesight, he couldn’t see the bottom. Not only that, but an ominous energy that seemed to squeeze the heart was flowing out.

 

“Is this the entrance…?”

 

“Yeah. If you fall down here, there must be a dimensional gate leading to the demon realm.”

 

“Are you really going? Well, if you weren’t planning to go, you wouldn’t have come this far.”

 

Bumer nodded and muttered. Cal Krone, who heard his words, continued with a serious expression.

 

“Of course we have to go. Something more important than life is at stake.”

 

“Mm.”

 

Teoro Shutgarn also nodded in agreement. Lumian Calard, watching his friends, let out a small laugh.

 

His heart still ached. Beyond aching, it felt like his chest was torn and bleeding, with agony that seemed like his insides would spill out dominating his entire body.

 

Yet the reason he could endure like this was surely thanks to his friends’ comfort, encouragement, and faith. He thought with a faint smile.

 

‘I’m glad I decided to tell them before leaving.’

 

Originally, he had planned to leave without telling anyone. In fact, Lumian had packed his bags without telling anyone.

 

But after pondering ‘how would his friends think about such a decision?’, he concluded that this wouldn’t be the right thing to do.

 

Real friends, completely different from the countless continentals who only saw him as a hero.

 

He didn’t want to keep his thoughts, actions, and plans secret even from such people. And fortunately, everyone respected his decision.

 

“We need to be careful.”

 

Of course, it wasn’t that they had no worries. While supporting Lumian, they were greatly concerned about any possible misfortune.

 

But there was no choice but to move forward. No choice but to advance risking his life without looking back.

 

What Lumian had lost was precious enough to warrant that. The three with serious expressions shook hands with Lumian with serious faces.

 

And lastly, his lover Tania Eloise.

 

Instead of a handshake, she shared a deep embrace and kiss, seeing Lumian off on his journey to the demon realm.

 

And she said.

 

“I still wish you wouldn’t go.”

 

Tears seemed ready to fall from Tania’s eyes as she looked at Lumian.

 

But she held back.

 

Crying here was something that absolutely shouldn’t be done.

 

‘It’s not like he’s going to die. Lumian will definitely return. After breaking the curse.’

 

Having barely composed herself, she smiled brightly.

 

Just looking at her reddened eyes, it was obvious she was forcing herself to be strong. Lumian hugged her once more with a pitying expression.

 

“…Those damn bastards, kill them all.”

 

“Of course.”

 

“High demons, demon kings, sons of demon gods – all of them. Every single one.”

 

“I understand.”

 

“Don’t just kill them, make them suffer. Kick their things with your foot and burst them.”

 

“…I will.”

 

Lumian nodded. And like Tania, he showed a forced smile before standing in front of the great rift.

 

Then, the patron deity’s voice echoed in his head.

 

– Hey.

 

“Yes, Allia.”

 

– Are you really going?

 

“I have to go. I absolutely have to go.”

 

– Sigh. I’ll say it again, no matter how much you ask me to grant your wish as payment for catching the demon king, I can’t save you anymore. I’ve exhausted too much power, and if you die in the demon realm, I can’t retrieve your soul. There’s a high chance you’ll fall into the demon god’s grasp and suffer even after death.

 

“I still have to go. Absolutely, absolutely have to go.”

 

Separate from his sadness, his will was like steel.

 

The patron deity knew this too. It was just something she said hoping against hope. Armion, standing beside her, looked at her with a pitying expression.

 

– Alright, I understand.

 

“Then I’ll be going now.”

 

– Don’t die. Surely someone who’s lived two lifetimes won’t die without ever experiencing it once, right?

 

“That will absolutely never happen.”

 

Lumian’s fist clenched with strength. His teeth also made a grinding sound. As intense energy rose, Tania and the others frowned and stepped back a couple of steps.

 

“…Absolutely.”

 

Whoosh!

 

With those words, Lumian threw himself toward the rift.

 

It was instantaneous. Tania, Teoro, Bumer, and Cal Krone hurriedly approached the rift and stuck their heads out to see him departing.

 

The Knight King, who had been watching them from afar, stood silently for a long while before saying briefly.

 

“…Let’s go back.”

 

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

 

“Let’s do that.”

 

Buckal and Morghen answered simultaneously. Their expressions were also incredibly complex.

 

Having already experienced life’s pleasures, they could empathize even more with Lumian’s pain, despair, and anger.

 

‘That wicked bastard…’

 

‘I hope he comes back after crushing them miserably…’

 

‘Big brother can do it!’

 

Lumian, falling below the rift, sensed their hearts.

 

He couldn’t help but know. It had been quite a long time since he started utilizing human aura through the continentals’ hearts. In the process, his ability to discern human sincerity had dramatically improved.

 

It was comforting. The fact that so many people were cheering for him and caring about him was so grateful. At the thought that both his past and present lives had been decent lives, a slight smile even appeared.

 

Immediately after.

 

Whooooom-!

 

Tremendous aura accumulated in his dantian.

 

It wasn’t as great an amount as combining all the continentals’ hearts.

 

However, the quality was incomparable. The deep hearts of acquaintances who loved Lumian had gathered and condensed to create a new miracle.

 

Of course, once he entered the demon realm, a completely different dimension, he would no longer be able to receive such power, but it was clear that the aura he had stored now would be of great help.

 

It wasn’t bad. Lumian put his hand in his pocket and fingered the necklace he had received as a gift during the Rhodesia Festival.

 

“Mm.”

 

While having various thoughts, he finally reached his destination.

 

A deep abyss that allowed him to relax while falling, and at its end, a black oval-shaped dimensional gate.

 

It didn’t seem to be a trap. This was definitely an entrance leading to the demon realm.

 

‘Well, luring me into the demon realm itself is a trap. But.’

 

Things won’t go according to your will.

 

Having steeled his resolve, Lumian threw himself into the dimensional gate without hesitation.

 

Swooosh-

 

An unpleasant energy clung to his entire body. Like a humid dawn, his whole body felt like it was getting soaked with evil energy.

 

After enduring that discomfort for about 5 minutes, the movement between dimensions finally ended. Lumian stood with his feet on a completely different world and looked around at the surrounding scenery.

 

‘It’s not as different as I thought.’

 

No, it actually seemed hardly different at all.

 

Ground covered with green grass. Blue sky and white clouds.

 

If not for the unidentified beasts roaming the grassland, he would have thought it was just a continent with slightly thicker magic energy. Even that magic energy was much weaker than when crossing the dimensional gate.

 

‘This is completely different from what I expected…’

 

Of course, that didn’t mean there were no penalties for him.

 

The energy from people transmitted from the continent was completely cut off. It meant he could no longer receive their help.

 

It was fine. He had come prepared for everything anyway.

 

As he was renewing his fighting spirit like that, about ten demons approached at high speed from far away.

 

Whoosh!

 

“Greetings, Hero Lumian Calard.”

 

A respectful attitude.

 

However, strong demonic energy with a stench piercing enough to sting the nose.

 

All ten of them were like that. Feeling this, Lumian nodded his head. He finally felt the reality of having crossed over to the Demon Realm.

 

“What’s your business?”

 

“Duke Rudka, the right hand of Lord Sekaros, son of the great Demon Lord Javahir who is the master of all in this land, has commanded us to bring you, Hero.”

 

“Rudka? Not Sekaros?”

 

At that moment, laughter leaked out from among the demons in the rear ranks.

 

It was mocking laughter. However, Lumian showed no reaction like a person without emotions.

 

The demon standing at the front also smiled and continued speaking.

 

“That’s correct. His Excellency Duke Rudka gave that command.”

 

“….”

 

“Are you thinking of not going?”

 

An attitude as if asking whether he would really do such a thing.

 

Lumian shook his head. It meant he would obediently follow along.

 

Seeing this, the demons let out laughter again. Though they tried to restrain themselves somewhat, it was obvious they were looking down on him.

 

It seemed they also knew that he was in a castrated… state.

 

“Let’s go.”

 

Nevertheless, this time too Lumian showed no particular reaction.

 

He just obediently followed their guidance and entered Duke Rudka’s territory.

 

‘The Duke’s territory is similar to the demon lands I had imagined.’

 

Land filled with purple and black hues, packed tight with eerie and bewitching energy. It was truly the typical appearance that came to mind when thinking of demon lands.

 

No, it was more than that. He could even feel stronger demonic energy than what he had felt in the Demon King’s Castle that had been created by plundering from the Kingdom of Cairo.

 

‘No matter how much they declared territory, it seems they couldn’t properly exert their power in the Human Realm.’

 

While thinking such thoughts and following the guidance, he eventually reached the interior of the castle in the territory, all the way to the audience chamber.

 

The subordinates who had handled the guidance bowed respectfully and said.

 

“Well then, this is as far as we go.”

 

Though it was a fairly respectful tone, their smirking expressions didn’t change. They were still looking down on him.

 

It didn’t matter. Lumian silently nodded his head, then opened the door wide and entered inside.

 

Then he saw Duke Rudka surrounded by numerous naked succubi.

 

Smiling, he pushed aside one succubus who had been burying her head in his crotch and stood up from his seat.

 

It was the moment when some words were about to come out of his mouth.

 

Bang!

 

Crash!

 

It was an instant. Lumian roughly stomped his foot and charged forward, and the Duke couldn’t react. Rudka, struck in the abdomen, let out a pained groan and collapsed to the floor.

 

“Ugh… urgh… why on earth… I haven’t even said anything yet…”

 

“You want to have a conversation?”

 

“That’s right… cough, yes… About defection, that you would defect to this side, if you just make a contract, gasp, gurgle, the curse would be lifted immediately, and you’d enjoy unimaginable wealth and glory… Lord Sekaros’s message…”

 

“Fuck off.”

 

Lumian walked forward step by step.

 

Light burst forth from his two feet. It was so dazzling and intense that it burned away the demonic energy filling the room. The exposed succubi’s skin burned away hideously from this.

 

He spoke.

 

“Impressive.”

 

“Wh-what!”

 

“Your thing, I mean. Even in this situation, it’s still standing. How enviable.”

 

It was just as he said. Perhaps because he had been thoroughly enjoying himself until his arrival. The Duke’s member, sprawled spread-eagle on the floor, was standing stiffly erect, reaching for the sky.

 

Still smaller than mine though.

 

Lumian, who had muttered quietly, lifted his right foot high.

 

An urgent voice burst from the Duke’s mouth.

 

“N-no!”

 

“Yes.”

 

Crunch!

 

Splat!

 

“Aaaaaaaaaaah!”

 

Tremendous pain surged through him. He quickly tried to block with both hands, but it was useless. Lumian’s foot stomp took away everything along with his two hands. His rod, his balls, and his precious joy. Everything.

 

Rudka, who was more often called by the title ‘Sex Duke’ for never showing signs of fatigue even while dealing with numerous succubi.

 

His crotch exploded spectacularly.

 

It was the moment another eunuch was created.

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