The Heavenly Demon Is Just Stuck In My Head

Chapter 330 : Guston of the Greatsword

Guston of the Greatsword.

The one and only owner of the mithril mercenary badge.

He had no special powers like the other Eight Sword Masters.

He just cut, hit, and swung like everyone else.

Compared to the others who could raise the sun in the night sky, erect ice pillars tens of meters high, and summon the giant hand of a grim reaper from the sky to wipe out their enemies.

He could be seen as truly plain.

However, what if that crude attack was strong enough to split a mountain?

What if a single swing of his sword could split a storm?

Guston's attacks were simple and clear, without anything special.

But each and every one of them contained immense power.

If it was slow, then faster.

If he lacked strength, then stronger.

With a solid, refined black aura wrapped around his greatsword, he smashed all those who tried to pull off any worthless tricks.

To him, everything else was just a messy trick.

A simple, heavy blow.

Guston didn't believe in flashiness.

He believed that the simplest was the strongest.

He didn't make any excuses.

He showed it with his actions, with the results.

That he was right.

With just the simple basic skills that were ingrained in his body, he made all the so-called strong men kneel before him.

Always.

Guston of the Greatsword.

Like his nickname, he was that kind of man.

Simple, yet strong.

He was the man Ashuban respected the most.

* * *

Rumble, rumble, rumble...

The shaking of the ground gradually subsided.

While the cloud of dust that had risen filled the view.

The spectators swallowed dryly and stared at the epicenter of the incident.

They couldn't have imagined it.

They had felt that his atmosphere had changed slightly since he had returned from the land of the demon race.

But to think it would be this much.

The two were evenly matched.

Neither one was pushed back, and they swung their swords.

It was a close match, to the point where no one could guarantee a victory for either side.

'To think he's on par with Guston of the Greatsword!'

What had happened there?

He had come back stronger.

Amazingly so.

"..."

It was quiet.

Everyone's gaze was fixed on one place.

A solemn tension flowed, where no one could open their mouths.

The hazy cloud of dust slowly cleared.

And the result of the fight was revealed.

The eyes of those who were watching all widened.

"...!"

"No way!"

"A-am I seeing this right?"

"That monster was defeated?"

Guston was lying on the ground, his clothes torn to shreds as if he had been hit by a rain of blades.

And his greatsword was stuck in the ground some distance away.

And, a silver-gray sword was pointed at Guston's neck.

The owner of that sword was heaving his shoulders, and a smile so bright that it was almost painful was on his face.

"...!"

Guston of the Greatsword had been defeated.

By Ashuban, the dunce of the world who couldn't even feel mana, let alone use it, just a few years ago.

Guston stared blankly at the tip of the sword that was pointed at his neck, and then moved his gaze upwards.

There was a kid looking down at him, smiling more brightly than ever before.

"Heok... I... heok... what did I say..."

The guy said, heaving his shoulders.

"Heok... I said I'd beat you to a pulp, right?"

Even though he was panting, the tip of the sword pointed at him did not waver at all.

If he tried any funny business, he was ready to stab him in the neck.

The moment he saw that, Guston felt an unbearable joy.

"Hahahaha!"

Guston burst out laughing while lying on the ground.

"Hahahaha!"

It was a refreshing laugh that was hard for someone who had been defeated in a fight to make.

Ashuban, who had been looking at him with a smile on his lips, asked.

"Hey, Captain. Do you admit defeat?"

Guston said with a laugh.

"Yes, I lost! Hahahaha!"

Only then did Ashuban put the Ash Bud Sword back in its scabbard and burst out the laughter he had been holding back.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahahaha!"

The laughter of the two men echoed in the clearing for a while.

Their laughter was somehow similar.

* * *

"Hooo..."

I let out a long breath.

I couldn't be more refreshed.

I barely won.

By unfolding the ultimate move I had sealed, the blood-red world.

The blood-red thunderbolt, which I had put all my strength into, was blocked by the captain's greatsword, but the blood-red petals that were wrapped around the sword softly avoided the greatsword and poured inside.

While the flustered Guston was dealing with that, I stabbed my sword again between the petals and aimed for an opening.

The captain used the wide blade of his greatsword like a shield and blocked the attack.

And after exchanging a few sword strikes while engulfed in the petals, with the intention of removing the shield, I aimed for the moment when the force in his sword path was at its weakest and then struck it away.

The end of a swordsman who had lost his sword was as obvious as day.

All of that passed in a fleeting moment.

The exquisite harmony of simplicity and elegance had pierced through the solid rock.

"Haha... I've finally avenged my enemy."

Guston said, lying on the ground, picking a fight.

"Why am I your enemy?"

"Let's just say that."

He chuckled.

"Alright."

While everyone was in a daze, Siri, who had quickly come to her senses, ran over to the captain.

"Captain! Are you okay?"

"Hehe... how much would it hurt if that guy hit me? It's just a scratch."

To say that while his whole body was scratched by the petals and he was bleeding profusely.

It wasn't very convincing.

But if you looked closely, it was actually just a slight scratch on his skin, not a serious injury.

If we hadn't settled it there, I might have been the one who had fallen.

'A monster is a monster, I guess.'

A low laugh was heard.

[How do you feel?]

The Heavenly Demon, who had been quietly watching the fight, asked.

[Usually, after defeating someone you've been aiming for for a long time, you're filled with a sense of emptiness.]

"I don't know. I don't know about that."

I said with a grin.

"I feel fucking great."

[That's like you.]

The Heavenly Demon's chuckling laughter continued.

"Devil!"

Something clung to my back.

Even without checking, I could tell who had ambushed me from behind just by the sound of their laughter.

"Hehehe."

Because I could hear Linda's bright laughter.

"I knew the devil would win!"

I said with a laugh.

"You bet 10 gold, right?"

"Yeah!"

"You hit the jackpot. Our little puppy has a good eye."

"Hehe, should I give it to the devil?"

"No, it's okay. Buy yourself something delicious with that."

"Okay!"

I had heard that she had been buying various rare poisons recently, so she would probably be able to buy various things she had been eyeing with the money she had won.

"Ah, that's right."

Come to think of it, I had picked up various things for Linda in the demon realm.

I had forgotten.

"Hey, limpet."

"Hmm?"

"Come down."

"No!"

"I brought you a present."

"A present?!"

Linda, who had fallen from my back, looked up at me with sparkling eyes.

"Say please."

"Please!"

Linda said, putting her hands together.

Hmm. She looked a little cute like this.

"Here."

I handed Linda the things I had picked up in the demon realm.

They were fruits, bugs, and mushrooms that I had brought from the 4th floor of the demon realm, the poison gas zone.

"Ooh...! Where did you get this?"

"I picked it up in the demon realm. I thought you'd like it. Do you like it?"

Linda said, sniffing it.

"I love it! The devil is the best in the world!"

Linda, who was jumping up and down as if she couldn't contain her joy, clung to me and then ran off somewhere.

"Hehehehehehe."

Where was she going?

"What about mine?"

"Hmm?"

Shushuruta, who had suddenly appeared, glared at me with fierce eyes.

"Don't I get one?"

"Uh. No."

Shushuruta suddenly hit my shoulder and then went off somewhere as well.

"...What's with her?"

Next, Viola came over, crying her eyes out.

"Ashuban..."

"Why are you crying again?"

"I don't know... I'm just so overwhelmed... the tears just keep coming..."

It was like a crybaby to cry when she was sad and when she was happy.

"Oh my. Stop crying."

I patted Viola's shoulder.

"It reminds me of when you used to train late into the night..."

"Yes. Yes."

And as I was calming Viola down, Hudmilla came over this time.

"Congratulations. I didn't think so, but you really beat the captain."

"It was a foregone conclusion."

I glared at Hud for a moment.

"Wait. Didn't you bet on the captain?"

"...You saw?"

"I saw."

"...When did you see that?"

Hud avoided my gaze and slowly moved away.

"Ahem."

And in the meantime, the other guys who had bet on the captain...

"My money! What are you going to do, you son of a bitch!"

"Gasp! Are you guys crazy?"

"When else would we get to beat him up?"

"Get him!"

"How many times have I been beaten up by you!"

"Take this! The enemy of my parents! The enemy of my friends! Anyway, the enemy!"

"Die! Die!"

"Ugh. Ugh."

"O-oh, big brothers! I'm in the middle of treating him..."

"It's okay. There's no way that monster would die from something like this."

They were beating up Guston excitedly.

The captain, who had ruled the members with violence, was receiving his just deserts.

"Hahaha! I've been waiting for this day!"

Among them, Boris seemed to be the most excited.

Even Schmidt, instead of stopping them, was in the middle of it, kicking his feet excitedly, which made me sigh.

The end of a dictator was not a good one.

I clicked my tongue, watching Guston receive his karma.

"Oh my. You should have lived a good life. Like me."

[?]

I enjoyed watching the captain get beaten up.

It had been a while since I had released the blood-red world, but there were no side effects.

Because I had completely conquered the heart demon by beating it up in the demon realm, I could now unfold my ultimate move without worrying about qi deviation.

However, I couldn't help but feel a little tired.

Because I had drawn out a strong power.

It was a very natural thing, like feeling sleepy after using a lot of energy.

As I was rubbing my eyes, I saw someone approaching.

"You're ready."

It was Scarlet.

"Finally, the sword forged by trials is complete."

As I looked at her smiling, I asked for her impression.

"How did you see it?"

"It was a very sharp and hard-forged sword. It will never break."

At the rare praise from the Red Witch, I smiled brightly.

"You're quite something. You won't be getting beaten up anywhere you go."

I looked at the white fox that was in her arms.

"Anyone who hears that would think I get beaten up all the time, you beast."

"I'm not a beast. I'm a spirit beast."

I roughly ignored his words and looked at Scarlet.

"Big Sister."

"Yes."

"Yuri, the traitor who sold Tina a long time ago. It seems he has taken over the Dark Heaven Society."

"Is that so?"

"Yes."

"That must also be the flow of fate."

"Is that so?"

I thought for a moment and then asked.

"The time and place of the Evil God's descent have been roughly determined. Before winter comes, near the Misty Cliff."

Scarlet nodded her head.

"It seems someone has peeked into the cracks of fate."

"The problem is that it's vaguely approximate. He could appear tomorrow, or he could wait until the wind gets cold."

"What's the problem? You're already ready to fight, and you're complete as a sword."

"Of course, I'll tear Yuri and that pathetic god apart somehow. But I don't think I can handle the aftermath on my own."

In the distant past, I had heard the story of when the Evil God had run rampant.

All the dragons had thrown themselves to stop the Evil God, and in the end, except for the last dragon clan in front of me, they had all walked the path of destruction.

The pit where the evil god had run rampant had become a demon realm teeming with magical beasts.

And the black desert, full of ash, had become an abnormal land where only the strong could survive because of the powerful demonic energy that rose from the demon realm.

And the northern land, which had become the battlefield of the evil god and the dragons, had become a barren land where magical beasts roamed.

Of course, it had recovered to this extent after a long time.

At the time, it must have been literally devastated.

This battle would not be much different.

Of course, I would win.

Somehow.

Because I had gone through all the hardships to get here.

I would beat him to death with my own hands, even if it was out of frustration.

However, whether it would be a victory with only scars.

Or a happy ending where everyone smiles, like in a fairy tale, was still unknown.

Could I become a hero who defeated the evil dragon and saved the princess?

Could the hero who saved the princess marry the princess with the blessings of all the kingdom's people?

It was a meaningless question if the kingdom was in ruins.

Scarlet looked at me with an admirable expression.

"You've learned to look around you."

I scratched my head, feeling a little embarrassed, and replied.

"Yes, well. I also want to spend my old age in peace."

The Red Witch smiled faintly and told me the solution to my worries.

"It's simple. If you think you can't handle it on your own, ask for help."

"...Help?"

Scarlet smiled brightly.

"The bonds you've built so far are by no means light. With just one word from you, many will be willing to come and help."

"...Really, will they?"

"Of course. Trust my words. You won't regret it."

Scarlet patted my shoulder lightly and then left.

I, who was left behind, listened to the sound of violence coming from one side and thought about the guys I would ask for help...

Suddenly, the black greatsword of Guston, which was stuck in the ground, caught my eye.

I had hit it with all my might, and it seemed it had flown that far.

As I walked over without much thought and held the hilt of the sword.

"Hmm?"

Chiririk—

The bracelet began to react violently.

(End of Chapter)