The Failed Swordmaster - Chapter 180

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Chapter 180 69. Judgment of Justice (1)

 

Several months had passed since Lumian Calard and Baku began pursuing their new plan. During this time, the two had stopped searching for Sekaros’s hideout and devoted all their energy solely to traveling around the major cities of the Demon Realm.

 

“What? Isn’t that Baku?”

 

“The dark mage Baku? The one who dared to rebel against the Demon God alongside the previous Demon King Seks?”

 

“Hmm, I heard that was a false accusation though…”

 

“False accusation my ass! Lord Sekaros himself said it directly. But why is that guy suddenly here?”

 

“You traitor! What scheme are you plotting by appearing here!”

 

Not every city showed a favorable reaction to Baku. Though he had once been known for his good nature, various bad rumors had circulated after the Son of the Demon Lord came down and he fell from grace along with Seks.

 

However, such reactions would completely reverse the moment Baku opened his mouth and began telling the story about Lumian.

 

“…Is, is this really true?”

 

“It must be… true. There’s evidence. The recording…”

 

“Besides, didn’t you see it too? That terrible curse placed on the hero’s core… There was definitely the power of Demon Lord Javahir dwelling there. Since there’s no possibility that Lord Javahir directly interfered with the Demon Realm, we can only think that Lord Sekaros was behind it.”

 

“This can’t be. Even if he’s a hero, to commit such heinous acts!”

 

Enormous anger bloomed in the demons’ hearts. And great sympathy arose as well.

 

He wasn’t just impotent. He was a virgin who had lived for decades without ever experiencing it even once.

 

No matter how strong he was, they didn’t envy him. Despite having amazing looks that could even enchant demons, they didn’t envy him at all.

 

Rather, they felt sorry, sad, and their hearts were so heavy they could barely stand it. Even though it was a matter concerning a completely unrelated being, the demons began treating this issue seriously as if it were their own.

 

Those who could write all wrote critical content about this incident and distributed it around. Those with artistic talent attacked the high-ranking demons and the Son of the Demon Lord through satirical cartoons. Musicians did the same, and through them, rumors about the impotent hero Lumian Calard spread rapidly throughout the realm like wildfire.

 

Thus, all the demons in the Demon Realm came to know the full story of the battles that had taken place over the past few months.

 

Naturally, there wasn’t a single one on Sekaros’s side.

 

“Sekaros, come out right now and lift the hero’s curse!”

 

“Apologize to Lumian Calard on behalf of all males!”

 

“Women also oppose Sekaros’s cruel and ruthless actions! You must apologize!”

 

“Apologize! Apologize!”

 

“Don’t hide and come out! The remaining Heads of the 108 Families should also come out quickly to beg forgiveness and fight fair and square, strength against strength!”

 

These were ordinary demons who had lived as the ruled class for over thousands of years.

 

The stark difference in power and status had taken away their opportunity to speak. It had stolen their freedom to act. They had no choice but to endure, endure, and endure again throughout their entire lives. Everyone feared losing their life.

 

But this time, no one was afraid of them. No one hid behind others or ran away out of fear of losing their lives.

 

A value more precious and noble than life itself, something that should never be violated.

 

The Son of the Demon Lord and the 108 Families had touched that, and the ordinary demons could no longer endure it.

 

Their anger began to engulf the entire Demon Realm.

 

Wooooooong…!

 

And sympathy as great as that anger, along with pity, encouragement, and support, began flowing into Lumian Calard’s body. As a result, he was achieving tremendous growth incomparable to when he first entered the Demon Realm.

 

‘Though I don’t feel particularly good about it…’

 

Impotent. Dysfunction. Virgin.

 

These were curse-like words that had made his life difficult and dejected throughout his lifetime. Lumian often had nightmares because of that trauma. It had gotten worse since entering the Demon Realm.

 

Openly revealing such a strong complex to everyone—no, to all demons—was an extremely shameful and burdensome thing. He had even thought ‘Do I really have to go this far?’ and considered giving up everything to quietly find a place to die.

 

However, such thoughts flew far away because of the thoughts that followed.

 

‘The words I spoke at the very end of that wretched life when I was Ryan Fromhart, not Lumian Calard.’

 

A time when his fame had reached its peak thanks to his noble sacrifice at the Demon King’s Castle, and all people regardless of age, gender, or status held respect for him in their hearts.

 

An important time when, if he had maintained his dignity appropriately, he would have become one of the finest knights in continental history and been praised for eternity.

 

At that crucial time, he had uttered the last words ‘I want to have sex.’

 

And it wasn’t just once. Sex, sex, sex, sex. Damn it, I want to have sex. He had mentioned it continuously, endlessly.

 

‘Right in front of many people including His Majesty the Knight King. The expressions on people’s faces back then were quite something to see.’

 

They must have been shocked. A knight who had lived his entire life solemnly and quietly had thrown away all dignity just before death and uttered such vulgar words. Lumian burst into laughter.

 

However, after a moment, the smile completely disappeared from his face. His expression became utterly serious and the atmosphere around him settled heavily.

 

Lumian, who sat quietly in that state for about a minute, muttered to himself.

 

“I’ve become complacent.”

 

It was true.

 

His past self truly had no dreams, hopes, or future. That’s why he was more desperate than anyone, and greater desire than anyone else writhed in his chest. It seemed he could really sell his soul just to have sex.

 

But his current self was different.

 

To be precise, he had lost his original intention. Having gained a young body, his lifespan had increased, and obtaining a sturdy, large member had shown him shining possibilities.

 

Unlike his past life when he had countless times repeated ‘Please, just once!’ in his mind, he now had peace of mind.

 

He could do it someday, he would definitely be able to do it eventually as time passed. Such complacent thoughts kept making him lazy.

 

‘Foolish guy. Ryan Fromhart wasn’t this soft. Back then, I was truly ready to do anything. I was prepared to endure anything just to have sex.’

 

That same person was thinking of dying just because he was embarrassed to tell the demons about this incident.

 

Thinking of giving up because showing his member for at most 5 seconds felt burdensome.

 

Having such complacent thoughts!

 

‘That won’t do!’

 

From the moment he made that resolution, Lumian changed. He approached this plan much more actively and diligently than when he had been filled with anger and hatred while beating the Heads of the 108 Families to death.

 

Of course, the fact that he felt embarrassed remained unchanged, but the more embarrassed he felt, the harder he worked. He continued a lifestyle of traveling between numerous cities during the day and converting the demons’ hearts he had gathered into training at night.

 

Fortunately, the achievements he gained this way far exceeded what he had expected. It was actually even better than when he had gained the hearts of the continent’s people in the Divine Realm.

 

‘Well, I suppose that’s inevitable.’

 

The humans’ faith and wishes. While this was certainly great power, honestly speaking, it lacked purity. It was transactional power that came from wanting him to guarantee their ‘safety.’

 

But the demons were different. Though there was a penalty from being a different race, their hearts were so pure and clean that such concerns didn’t matter.

 

They wanted nothing. They desired nothing.

 

The demons simply desperately wished that Lumian Calard could escape the curse of impotence and break free from virginity. Even though it would benefit them in no way whatsoever.

 

‘Thank you, demon brothers. And sisters.’

 

At this moment, the divide between humans and demons no longer posed any problem.

 

The demons supported not the Demon God but the hero, and the hero expressed deep gratitude not to humans but to demons. A great harmony that seemed impossible had occurred. This miracle was even greater than all the miracles Lumian had caused so far combined.

 

Time flowed and flowed until finally December arrived.

 

The flower-like age of 20. When less than a month remained of that golden time.

 

“Mr. Baku.”

 

“Yes?”

 

“I can feel it, Sekaros’s presence.”

 

“…!”

 

Finally, Lumian Calard had succeeded in detecting the Son of the Demon Lord’s hideout.

 

Baku made an expression of indescribable joy. And he said.

 

“Th-th-then! When will you depart? After taking rest and bringing your condition to its peak…”

 

“There’s no need for that. It’s fine to go right now.”

 

Lumian smiled broadly. In his smile was a composure that hadn’t been seen for nearly a year. And anger too, of course.

 

Gulp.

 

Baku, who glimpsed the enormous emotion lying flat but about to rise like a mountain range, swallowed dryly.

 

For a very brief moment, he almost felt worried for Sekaros. Of course, such feelings didn’t last long.

 

He made a refreshing smile like Lumian and said vigorously.

 

“Then let’s go right…”

 

Whoosh!

 

And before Baku could even finish speaking, Lumian grabbed his body and moved quickly.

 

Though he said moved, it was truly comparable to teleportation. The two covered a distance of hundreds of kilometers in just a few seconds.

 

In their eyes came the beings they had searched for so desperately.

 

A ferocious smile appeared on Lumian Calard’s face.

 

“No!”

 

“How did you get here…”

 

“When did you arrive? I definitely set up alarm magic…”

 

Beep beep, beep! Beep beep beep!

 

“Damn it! What’s the point of it going off after that hero bastard has already infiltrated!”

 

Seven beings who appeared to be Heads of the 108 Families chattered noisily before looking at Lumian with despairing expressions.

 

Though they had been hiding all along, they had heard rumors and knew how strong this hero was. How miserably the other Heads of the 108 Families had been defeated.

 

In fact, the very act of hiding here clearly demonstrated their disadvantage, so there was nothing more to say. They turned pale as if facing an insurmountable mountain.

 

Only the Son of the Demon Lord sitting on the jade throne, Sekaros, gathered his energy and prepared for the battle that was about to come.

 

He shouted, pouring magical energy into his voice.

 

“Pull yourselves together! That bastard is alone! I’ll ask Father for help and borrow his power. And I’ll share it with you all. Then we should be able to create an even match somehow!”

 

Considering they had been hiding until now, it was illogical, but the power contained in his voice was so great that the leaders showed interested expressions.

 

However, Lumian Calard’s following words were even more intense.

 

“I shall show you mercy.”

 

“…?”

 

“…?”

 

“If you cleanly take your own lives before my eyes right now, I won’t do anything to you.”

 

“Crazy bastard! What’s the point if we’re dead!”

 

“That’s mercy? What kind of nonsense are you….”

 

“If you refuse to do so, I will take away your precious belongings.”

 

“!”

 

“And I will do my best to ensure you can live healthily for the rest of your lives in that state.”

 

“….”

 

“Decide. Will you choose an honorable death, or will you endure over a hundred years as eunuchs.”

 

“Damn it!”

 

One of the leaders who quietly cursed drew his sword from his waist.

 

And without hesitation, he thrust it into his own throat.

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