This is the story of a magician and an elf girl.

"Uh……"

"Jack... ..."

“No… no no no…”

When they came to their senses, everyone was lying in a pool of blood, motionless.

What is this? Why do I see this? Who did this? Who did this? Why did he do that? Why did he take everything from me so cruelly?

“Aa ...

Jack, who was in despair, felt that his brain and heart were like being burned by fire. The burning thoughts devoured his rationality bit by bit. He fell in a pool of blood and kept rolling around trying to take off the armor. No matter how hard he tried to pull it off, it would not move. Not even the sharp claws on his hands could tear it apart. It stuck to the skin and bit Jack's body tightly as if it had taken root.

“Nooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!! I don’t want it anymore!!! Get out!!! Get out of my body…get out of it!!!”

He struggled repeatedly but knew that it was impossible to do. This armor was a curse on the hero, and coupled with the curse of hellfire, it was like adding fuel to the fire.

Anyone who could extinguish them has long died. It's time to stop struggling. Jack has been repeating these words in his heart countless times, and he is still fighting with his last bit of rationality - but how long can he last?

“…Why…why…I must…keep killing…Who…who…please save me…”

"Because you are the descendant of a hero, the descendant of a great hero who has always stood in front of everyone to fight since ancient times, the descendant who inherited Hercules' consciousness."

"You are……"

The magician who appeared in his inner world looked down at Jack's miserable appearance with cold eyes. He had already tried his best just to restrain his movements, and now he really wanted to tear the other party into pieces.

"You want to kill me, right? Come on."

"Don't be ridiculous... I... I'm here to save you... for... that guy..."

"Save me? Who asked you to do that? Your wishful thinking alone has caused so many people to lose their lives. Is this what you want to do?"

"Don't put all the blame on me! If you hadn't summoned the hellhounds, they wouldn't have—"

"——Then who killed the head you are holding in your hand? Is that also my responsibility?"

"!"

Jack slowly looked at his right hand, which seemed to be holding something, and picked up a head from the liquid ground. Jack, who remembered that she always kissed him before going to sleep, lost his mind for a moment.

“Uoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!”

"..."

"Crack!"

Jack felt as if he had cut off something when he swung his sharp claws at the magician. A powerful force accompanied by anger ignited the hatred and dissatisfaction in his heart. The legs that trampled on countless heads were also stained with the color of sin.

At the same time, Light, who had delivered the final blow outside, swung a huge magic outline towards the head of the Hellfire Monster, but just as the crescent-shaped outline was about to hit it, it spit out hellfire from its mouth and hit the front of the magic outline with a force of the same magnitude, blocking its way.

“DRINKUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!”

"!"

But Wright did not fall down after he had delivered that blow. When the crescent outline that had separated from the blade was about to disappear, he stepped forward and once again accumulated magic power on the blade. The purple-red magic power also dyed the silver blade and its fur black. With tears of blood in his eyes, he was almost risking everything and burning his life.

"Go to hell...Kanyue...Fengzhan..."

"!"

"Swoosh, woosh, woosh, woosh!"

The magic outline that had been cut by the previous attack attacked the head of the Hellfire Monster. Unable to resist, it was forced into a distance when it took a step back. If it was hit directly in the vitals, the magic outline carrying demonic power would surely take its life. At this point, it was simply powerless with its speed.

“Hoogaa ...

A clear trajectory passed through the neck of the hellhound, and the head that was separated from the body rolled on the ground and turned into nothingness. Wright, who fell from a high altitude to the sand, vomited air and blood repeatedly due to the impact. His whole body was almost covered with wounds and blood everywhere. The hero who was enough to kill the monster of hellfire alone looked at the sky that was still not clear and felt puzzled - damn... As expected... I... am not suitable for doing this kind of thing...

"Wow... so amazing... you really did it..."

"Lord Wright!"

"Quick! Bring him back!! If we treat him now, he should be able to..."

"No! Wait! Why hasn't that guy disappeared yet... Why is he still standing there!?"

""! ""

At the same time, the fire monster that was kneeling on one knee stood up from the ground again when the third tail disappeared. It used its huge demonic power to gather the remaining magic power and corpses of the hellhounds in the area, and reconstructed its own flesh, nervous system, lymphatic system, fur and various organs. It looked like a genuine super-large two-tailed hellhound, summoning hell to this world again.

“…Jack…we can’t take it anymore…we really…can’t take it anymore…I beg you…open your eyes quickly…quickly…quickly stand up…Jack!!”

“Gahh ...