"You've lost. This time, you've lost completely."
The 2,464th time.
"congratulations..."
The legendary sword and shield of hope of the old hero let out a mournful cry, and as their master, the old hero lay completely on the wall, his limbs broken, his body unable to stand up again.
The demon warrior sighed and placed the legendary sword and the shield of hope before him.
"This is a gift from the goddess...and now it belongs to you..."
"No, I already have them; they belong to you."
The demon warrior sat down beside the old warrior and looked at the gradually setting sun. However, the old warrior's miserable appearance was so out of place with the demon warrior.
"By the way, how long did it take you to challenge the Demon King back then?"
"I don't remember..."
"Tell us about it, since only we know about this anyway."
The old hero couldn't even move his head, and finally smiled with relief.
"One thousand five hundred and thirty-seven times..."
"Wow, you are indeed stronger than me. It feels much harder to beat you."
I had to defend, shoot, dodge traps and magic, and in the end, I had to rely on my young body to withstand your combat skills.
If you were younger, I'm afraid I would have taken much longer.
"Hmm...it must be at least four or five thousand times, right?"
The demon warrior stretched and stood up.
The old hero's eyes flickered, as if he had returned to that day.
...
"That's right... After fighting like this for so long, it's impossible for us to stop fighting and coexist peacefully."
Then... burn brightly yourself! Fight me... once more!
"Yes, I will do that..."
A sword and a shield, a bow and a hero.
Every move, every style, a lifetime of demon kings.
So... that's how you felt back then when your strength had evolved to the point of overwhelming you...? Even if you burn out your last bit of power, you will eventually fall from grace...
"It's over. Your reign of terror will end today."
"Yes...you are right, all existence is destined to end."
"No, it is destined to keep moving forward."
"Whatever... I hope you're proud of me, and I'll express my approval of you through my failures."
"Thank you, your recognition will stay with me for life."
The Eternal Demon King, Shinnaru, wore a pained expression, but instead of shouting, he chose silence... to end his life in silence.
...
This is the fate of these powerful individuals...
However, the battles between heroes are not like those of the Demon King back then, so he was able to look at the scenery in the sky even on his deathbed.
"Kill me."
The old hero, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke to the demon hero.
"No, even if you have joined the wrong side, you do not deserve to die."
Without the human heroes of yesteryear, there would be no myriad races as we know them today.
Living in this era means taking on the responsibilities of this era.
Now... is the era of our demon race. I will still keep my promise: humanity will not perish, we will not become a second empire, nor will we become a third demon race.
You will live to witness all of this, and I bless you in the name of a hero.
Pain...confusion...loss...
As the old warrior watched the demon warrior pick up his weapon and head towards the human empire, he finally fainted completely.
When he woke up again, his injuries had almost completely healed on their own.
Hehe... Even without the goddess's blessing of resurrection, does the body's innate recovery effect still exist?
The human empire in the distance was burning, and the old hero, looking at the Shield of Hope and the legendary sword before him, finally walked away in despair.
This journey led them... to the former Demon King's castle.
The demonic energy here is so strong that even under the radiance of the goddess, no race is willing to live here. People can even hear the howling of the Eternal Demon King. Is she really dead?
Nobody knows.
Squeak~
The weary old hero arrived at the Demon King's castle and saw the tombstone he had erected for the Eternal Demon King. He never imagined...
Years later, this tombstone wasn't just for the Eternal Demon King, but also for himself...
Home.
The old hero wearily sat on the throne that once belonged to Shinnaku, and placed the legendary sword and the shield of hope beside it.
"You tell me... what exactly is a goddess?"
Why is it that someone as powerful as you was never able to leave the Demon King's castle in your entire life?
The old hero was tired, so he sat on the throne and slept for an unknown period of time.
Until he felt his time was coming to an end, he looked one last time at Shinnaru's tombstone and, like her, chose silence... choosing to end his life in silence.
However, the demon warrior's blessing is still in effect; he... cannot die!
"Is it really impossible to die? But I... I was once a hero!"
If the demon warrior were here, he would surely look at this old warrior in disbelief.
Because he actually broke the goddess's power and shattered her blessing of resurrection!
A person is killed...and dies!
This power would fill the demon warriors with immense fear, but... there are no ifs.
The demon warrior was not here, and the old warrior had taken his own life.
Let it all end...
At the same time.
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