The Failed Swordmaster - Chapter 188

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Chapter 188 71. The Final Opponent (4)

“You’re right.”

“What do you mean?”

“That I’m far inferior compared to you. Even sick and weakened, with my mind wavering from overexertion, a god is still a god. Honestly, I didn’t think the difference would be this great.”

Words that thoroughly belittled his opponent poured out one after another. However, Javarik remained unmoved. His clouded eyes contained only curiosity about the power his opponent had displayed.

Sensing this, Lumian no longer provoked the Demon God. Instead, he focused his attention on the power he harbored in his body—power he could not fully digest.

Wooooooong-!

Then an intense energy rose from his body, so powerful that even the weakened Javarik could feel it. However, it possessed a nature completely different from anything he had displayed before.

An energy that was Lumian’s yet not Lumian’s.

An energy that belonged to Demon God Javarik yet had long since left his hands.

Neither worldly aura, nor human aura, nor demonic aura—the power of Heaven that only those with proper divine status could wield was emanating from Lumian’s body.

Feeling this, the Demon God groaned and spoke.

“Mmm… I see. So that’s how you can use divine power… It’s not power you gained by achieving that level yourself, but you’re borrowing my power.”

“That’s right. I brought it with me just before coming here.”

The energy Lumian was now displaying, and the power he had used to nullify the Demon God’s attack moments ago, had been obtained from Javarik’s creations.

Specifically, it was thanks to absorbing the demonic stones of the two Demon Kings and Sekaros, who had faithfully served as the Demon God’s tool.

Of course, making the power of Demon God Javarik, who possessed an incomparably high level, truly his own was impossible. The Demon Kings’ case was only possible because he had directly permitted it—even Goddess Allia probably couldn’t fully accept such power.

‘But… temporarily, just very temporarily storing it and then releasing it through aura is certainly possible.’

A triumphant smile bloomed on Lumian’s face.

A being born and raised on earth, who could only look up at the sky. A being who had grown and grown to reach quite high places, but still had to crane his neck to the breaking point to look up at Allia and Javarik.

But now, even those floating high in the heavens could be faced.

Meteor Sword.

A great power that possessed the attribute of earth yet fell from heaven, and thus could reach even those above.

Feeling this throughout his body, Lumian breathed heavily.

As if trying to expel something that had been weighing him down. Frowning, he continued speaking.

“Even though I’ve isolated it fairly safely, it’s incredibly difficult. Is it because the demonic energy is strong? Or because there’s such a huge difference in level?”

“…Probably both. It’s a miracle that someone like you is enduring this much. You’re truly remarkable.”

“As expected, you should quit being a god. Just one sentence contains both praise and insults.”

“It was praise. Haha, I never thought I’d give my life to a mere mortal…”

Javarik wore a gloomy expression and hung his head.

But that was only momentary—when he raised his head again, his eyes held a clear light that hadn’t been seen before.

Lumian thought this was the Demon God’s final pride.

“A god cannot commit suicide. I will face you with everything I have.”

“Good.”

Kwaaaaaaak-!

With those words, Demon God Javarik rose from his position. The tremendous roar that shook the entire Demon Realm was a bonus.

An overwhelming sense of pressure, as if the vast earth itself was standing upright!

The beings of the lower realm trembled in terror at this feeling. Even high-ranking demons like Sekus and Baku were no exception. Lumian too felt his hands and feet trembling with an irresistible fear.

‘…But it’s not unbearable.’

Lumian bit his lower lip hard. He tasted bitter blood and warm aura circulated through his body. Then his narrow field of vision expanded greatly and became clear.

Skin rotted in places, clouded eyes, a right arm severed from the shoulder and a missing ankle.

In this condition, he could win even against a Demon God.

He let out a powerful battle cry.

“Kraaaaaaah!”

Kwarrrrrrrung!

The Meteor Sword that contained both heavenly and earthly energy.

That great power fell toward Javarik. It was as fast as lightning striking down. Blood spurted from the struck Demon God’s mouth along with a groan. Losing his balance, he toppled to the left.

Lumian didn’t stop. Without a moment’s pause, he raised his sword again and swung it vertically once more, and another meteor descended accordingly.

The energy Javarik had bestowed upon Sekaros caused an impact far greater than the previous two meteors.

Kwagwagwagwagwagwang!

Javarik’s body began to crumble.

Cracks starting from his fingertips and toes spread toward his heart. His limbs disappeared rapidly like ash blown by wind, his abdomen and torso were erased.

Just before even his head disappeared, he smiled faintly.

The meaning was unclear.

But somehow he wanted to respect his opponent’s final moment. So Lumian bowed his head, and when he raised it again, everything was already over.

Finally, the being who had been destroying both the Human Realm and Demon Realm had perished.

Lumian collapsed to the ground and said.

“Is it… over… Phew, cough, kuhk!”

Splash!

Blood poured from his mouth. Quite a lot. Of course, it wasn’t life-threatening, but the pain was unavoidable.

Lumian quickly circulated his aura to tend to his body’s interior. Meanwhile, he surveyed the Demon God’s realm that had been destroyed here and there, and the lower realm that had suffered indirect impact.

‘…The damage isn’t as bad as I thought. It’s almost negligible.’

Apparently, in his final moments, Javarik had focused more on protecting the Demon Realm instead of preserving his own life. Realizing this, Lumian smiled bitterly.

‘But it was something that had to be done.’

Just because he had briefly escaped from madness didn’t mean he could be trusted. If it was a mind that could recover so easily, the problem wouldn’t have arisen in the first place.

He had no intention of gambling with all the beings of the Demon Realm. Lumian tried hard to erase the bitter aftertaste and spent a little more time helping the Demon Realm stabilize.

Then he immediately returned to the Human Realm and flew through the sky again to reach the Divine Realm.

Goddess Allia and Archangel Armion greeted him.

Naturally, their expressions were not good.

“We felt… a great disturbance from the Demon Realm.”

“…”

“Was it your doing?”

“I’ll explain everything now. Without leaving anything out.”

The conversation continued quite long and in detail.

After listening to Lumian’s story for about 20 minutes, Allia’s expression was not very good.

Even while understanding that the hero’s choice wasn’t wrong, even while knowing this was much better for both the creatures of the Demon Realm and the beings of the Human Realm. And Lumian roughly understood why the goddess showed such an expression.

‘She said they were from the same world… probably.’

Recalling what he had heard in passing from Archangel Armion, Lumian’s expression hardened.

She was probably disturbed. Though they were mortal enemies, he was still the only friend she could call unique to her.

Fortunately, Allia’s silence didn’t last long.

When she chuckled, the heavy atmosphere changed instantly. The goddess returned to her usual lively yet somewhat frivolous appearance, completely unsuited to her divine position, and spoke.

“Hey.”

“Yes.”

“Did you go secretly because you thought I wouldn’t allow it?”

“Honestly, yes.”

“Tsk. Well… I probably would have opposed it unconditionally. Going to face a Demon God when you haven’t even completely shed your human shell… Haha, hahahaha.”

She laughed again. Her eyes looking at Lumian were filled with pride.

“Lumian, you’re amazing? I’ll take back what I said before.”

“Which thing do you mean…?”

“That you were far from ready to become a god. Now I see that’s not true. Right?”

The goddess looked at Archangel Armion. Seeing her nod in agreement, Allia continued speaking.

“You risked your life for guys who had nothing to do with you, no—for guys you’d been fighting tooth and nail against, right? No matter how much Javarik tried, he couldn’t threaten the Human Realm until you died, but you took that risk for the demons… Your altruism has grown incomparably compared to before. Enough to be worthy of godhood.”

“Hmm.”

“What? I praised you for the first time in a while, so why is your reaction so lukewarm?”

Allia frowned. Seeing this, Lumian burst into laughter.

For the first time in a long while, she seemed cute to him. Of course, it was only for a very brief moment. The goddess’s red hair shot up high into the sky. It was proof that her patience was reaching its limit.

Clearing his throat with a cough, Lumian spoke nonchalantly.

“Not really… It’s not like I risked my life for the demons. Well, I admit there are more decent guys than I expected, but anyway, it’s not like I’ve become more self-sacrificing than before.”

“Really?”

“Yes. I don’t particularly want to become a god. I’m busy enough taking care of myself and looking after the people around me, so how could I handle all those humans… Sigh. I’ll just remain human and live happily with Tania.”

“What is it, then?”

To Allia’s question, Lumian answered with a confident expression.

“Because I was absolutely confident I would win.”

“….”

“Do you think I’m crazy enough to enter a place where I might die? When I’m just starting to enjoy the pleasures of living?”

Lumian continued speaking. With an expression of indignation.

“Huu, sex, mating, intercourse… To think they were keeping something this good to themselves… I can’t die just from the injustice of it. No, I won’t die. Absolutely not.”

“Geez, you crazy bastard!”

Swoosh!

Thwack!

Allia, who had instantly moved behind Lumian, kicked his butt with a loud thwack. Cast out from the Divine Realm, he screamed as he fell to the Lower Realm.

“Aaaaaaaah…!”

Of course, he wasn’t scared at all. Rather, he even felt grateful to the Patron Deity for sending him back toward his and Tania’s nest. After landing on the ground, he instantly returned to his room, finished changing clothes, and slipped under the blankets on the bed.

Tania, who had been lost in dreams, asked in a sleepy voice.

“What? Where did you go?”

“Nothing much. Just took a little walk.”

“Why suddenly take a walk?”

“I was thinking about the wedding and various other things.”

“Why are you suddenly using formal speech again? Are you going to keep speaking uncomfortably even after we’re married?”

“Haha… Sorry. I’m still not used to it.”

Lumian with an awkward expression.

But his hands were completely different from his face—not awkward at all. As his skilled touch slipped inside her clothes, Tania caught his hand. Then she looked at him with coy eyes and said.

“Again? We did it a lot yesterday too.”

“Tania.”

Lumian lowered his voice and spoke seriously.

And he gazed at her intently. As if no more words were needed.

Tania sighed and shook her head as she spoke.

“Fine… Mmph.”

She didn’t resist the tongue that invaded her mouth. And so another passionate time passed.

Some time later, their wedding ceremony was held.

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