The Devil and the Knight 2

Ji-i-ik…

Direct…

Documents printed from the logistics situation room printer.

Its identity was none other than a letter from the Chamber of Commerce regarding the war with Permegon.

“It’s coming out now.”

I’ve already heard the news.

It won’t be long before European demons invade Korea.

However, I had not heard the specific location or rules properly, so an additional official document was sent down to announce the details.

The method itself was not much different from before.

A method of declaring war, where the first side to kill their assigned ‘representative’ wins.

But…

“As a representative of Korea…”

[Korean Representative: Kim Jeong-gyeom] Unlike the previous local wars fought in Busan and Fukuoka, this has now become a fight at the national level.

Moreover, the other party claims to have unified Europe, so perhaps it should be viewed as a fight between continents and countries.

The order handed down to the Japanese branch stated that a declaration of war would be made in a few days, and that a hologram was to be given to ‘Kim Jeong-gyeom’ at that time.

Of course…

“If you don’t do it, that’s the end of it.”

Who would want to wear a name tag over their head?

Whether it was out of indifference or something else, the Chamber of Commerce still seemed oblivious to the fact that its Japanese branch had disappeared entirely.

If you look at the way they even send down official documents like this…

We have confirmed the timing and the way to fight.

Now all that remains is the location of the gate portal that will be installed in Korea.

It was surprisingly not that far away.

“It’s Bukhansan…”

It was clear that the criteria for selecting the region would be the same.

In order for them to win this war, they need to catch none other than me.

And I was once selected as the representative of ‘Seoul’ by the Chamber of Commerce.

Judging by the fact that Korea, and especially Seoul, where I was expected to be, was the only place that opened the gates, it seemed that the Chamber of Commerce was secretly supporting Permegon.

“But…”

It was a natural thing.

The most prosperous region on Earth, Korea.

Meanwhile, Korea was also the region with the lowest fees on Earth.

It must have been an inevitable choice for a Chamber of Commerce that worships profit.

“No matter what, we need to evacuate first.”

Although we don’t know for sure, it seems like a large-scale battle is expected.

Even though it was Mt. Bukhan, it was difficult for civilians in the surrounding areas to get caught up in the fighting.

Fortunately, the evacuation was not difficult.

All you have to do is move it to another portal using ‘portal transport.’

Because there was a spacious place to take refuge.

“Elvenheim is great at times like this.”

Although relatively small, a continent is a continent.

There was a lot of empty land except for the World Tree that covered the entire land, so if it was properly controlled, it wouldn’t be a big problem to force hundreds of thousands of refugees into it.

“I guess I’ll have to eat only wild vegetable bibimbap for a while… but it’s better than dying.”

Even now, there are still people who are constantly awakening.

The more people who survive, the more opportunities there are for the Earth to become stronger.

Saving lives is a meaningful task for Pax FC in many ways.

“Then…”

It was a task that absolutely required the assistance of the Joint Chiefs of Staff.

To help evacuate hundreds of thousands of people, large-scale human control is essential.

“Okay, I’ll relay this information to the nearby units.”

Since his thoughts were not different from mine, Yoo Seong-cheol readily accepted the request.

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After finishing my conversation with Yoo Seong-cheol, I called out to Lancelot.

The matter was simple.

A request to escort a procession of civilians evacuating to Elvenheim.

Because the procession could encounter hidden monsters, or because there were so many people moving around, there could be big and small disturbances.

“Please leave it to me.”

Lancelot answers loyally as usual.

But there was a strange shadow in that voice.

I added.

“…This time, the opponent is a bit like that.”

“Of course. It’s just that… I regret that I cannot assist my lord.”

The knights of Camelot, whose very existence is undead.

With the help of the elven elders, I was freed from the ticklishness, but that didn’t mean that the fundamental feeling itself had changed.

“That’s right. If only it weren’t a divine weapon…”

Enhanced divine weapon.

It was an essential weapon for fighting against demons, but its divine power actually proved to be extremely poisonous to the skeleton knights.

In a situation where it is difficult to even catch or lift, you must be prepared to take significant damage even if you are just brushed by a holy spear thrown by an ally.

In the end, this time the knights of Camelot had no choice but to be treated as extraneous forces.

‘…If only the World Tree had grown just a little faster.’

A mature World Tree and a skilled druid.

This was the requirement the elf elder had spoken about regarding the revival of the knights.

After things settled in America, I asked the Druids if they could revive the Knights of Camelot…

-I need to grow more. I’m still lacking.

All I heard was that the World Tree planted in Camelot was not growing well.

Camelot is giving the World Tree maximum trials by repeatedly inflicting and releasing ‘exploitation.’

It was true that it was growing several times faster than before, but it was still not strong enough to add new flesh to the undead’s bones.

But what was even sadder than that was…

“Just wait a moment. I will definitely bring you back to life.”

“It’s okay, my lord…”

They were knights of Camelot who did not believe in the possibility of resurrection.

“We know better than anyone that this life has already passed. We have no intention of taking your will lightly, but… they are all just small possibilities. I am most afraid that those small possibilities will end up eating away at you.”

He knew.

The fact that a small possibility eats away at a person, and a failed possibility comes back with a huge price.

Crunch, crunch.

Lancelot moves to follow orders to escort the refugees.

His cursed armor shook with every step he took.

“If I can hold the sword for my lord, that is enough for me. I have already accomplished so much.”

Lancelot added.


There was only one hour left until the gate portal to Korea was formed.

“…Now it’s starting.”

Flutter.

The demon Permegon opened his mouth, his large wings spread behind his pitch-black body.

A man stood in front of him with his back to him.

A neat suit with a touch of sensitivity.

There was even a swept-back white hair that gave off an air of age unknown to others.

The man’s name is Stanley.

It was none other than the head of the European headquarters of the Chamber of Commerce.

“The chief’s help was really great. It was really intense at first…”

It was a Permegon with a different feel.

With the secret support of Chief Stanley, he rose to become the sole ruler of Europe, surpassing dozens of other dimensions.

Of course, it was limited to Western Europe, and the occupation of several regions including Ireland had not been completed… Stanley had cleverly twisted the rules and declared victory for Permegon.

“What, Permegon really did a great job.”

Only then does Stanley look back.

Permegon also deserved it, he added.

“I especially liked the use of gargoyles.”

Petrified gargoyle.

That’s why Permegon was able to sweep through Europe.

The gargoyles, with their agile mobility, quickly infiltrated the enemy lines.

Using his unique construction skills, he quickly built a castle that could be used as a ‘nest’ in the middle of enemy territory.

For Permegon, it was like having a sturdy forward base in every battle.

In front of the rapidly expanding Permegon, the European Awakeners, accustomed to modern warfare, quickly collapsed.

In result…

Thousands of new castles were built across Europe.

At first glance, it looked like a magnificent medieval ruin, but in reality, it was just a prison camp to hold prisoners.

And…

There was a good reason why they kept the Earthlings alive.

“…Now I just need to finish this ‘Sisyphus’ properly.”

“You’re right.”

Before their eyes was a thick, disc-shaped structure.

A shape that looks like a cake lying on its side, or a hamster wheel tilted so that it looks like it might fall over.

The method was simple.

Putting humans in an entrance and making them go through a slanted maze.

And to indulge in the illusions that Sisyphus offers.

But when he reached his wish at the end of the maze…

Whirlyrick!

Roll the disc quickly and return it to the starting point.

It was to bog down the human spirit through the wheels of hope and frustration.

And…

When that process was repeated infinitely, what emerged was no longer a person.

“With this number of vengeful spirits, I might dare to make a proposal to Barnaul.”

“My heart is already racing. A subcontractor in Barnaul…”

A vengeful spirit, or otherwise known as a ghost.

That’s what Permegon wanted to get from humans.

More precisely, the collected souls are sold to the dimension of black magicians called Barnaul.

And all of this…

“If it weren’t for the chief… Permegon might have remained a small business for its entire life.”

It was none other than Stanley’s plan.

The declaration of war on Korea was the same.

The quality of the spirit is proportional to its awakening ability.

Because Korea is now home to the highest quality ghosts on Earth.

And…

Permegon was unaware of the chief’s deep intentions.

‘…It would take something like that to be able to attract Barnaul.’

Chief Stanley swallows his words alone.

He spoke, looking at the wristwatches on each hand alternately.

“Oh my, it’s already this late.”

“Yes, I will prepare.”

The devil, Permegon, added, his horns wagging.

“Let’s go to Korea.”


Ahead of the gate portal to Korea,

Fudddddd…

Spud!

Thousands of gargoyles flapped their wings, filling the sky.

Each of the guys was holding a handful of bricks in his hands.

As soon as we pass through the portal, we plan to surround Bukhansan with a wall.

Even if you are attacked in the middle, you can protect your body and castle by using petrification.

-Kakakakakaka…

-Kakakakak!

Gargoyles are excited about building castles, flying through the sky, and tearing humans apart.

They now surrounded the gate portal in a circle, waiting quietly for Permegon’s signal.

Yes, not long after…

-Good!

-Kaaa …

-Kaaaaaaah!!

The gargoyles rushed through the portal, screaming.

Swoosh!

Swish!

“Where…”

Permegon immediately sent the Eye Demon to observe the situation.

A gate portal that spits out gargoyles that came over from Europe.

The gargoyles that came over to Earth each scattered to their designated locations…

Pavababak!

Pavabak!

They started building the castle at a rapid pace.

Like that,

Just when the low walls were about to connect to each other…

-Kaaaaaaah!?

“…Uh?”

Kwaaaaang!

Parsak!

A giant hammer flew in and blew off the bastard’s head along with the wall.

“…How did this happen?”

Permegon, startled, rubbed his eyes.

Even though it was a surprise attack, it was a gargoyle that used petrification.

That guy only had one room; I couldn’t understand him at all…

“The package has arrived. Please open the door!”

Kwaang-!

Pasa sasa sak!

The destruction of the hammer-wielding Paxmen continued.

Bam!

Crispy!

Woozikkun!

As soon as the gargoyles built a castle, a giant hammer flew in and destroyed it.

Even if you strengthened durability through petrification, there wasn’t much of a difference.

“Everyone, gather together! If we stay apart, we’ll be defeated individually! Gather together and make it smaller!”

Gargoyles gather in a narrow space under the direction of Permegon.

They started to build up their tolerance quite quickly, but…

Doo doo doo doo doo!

An ear-splitting noise created shadows.

“…?”

The Eye Demon looked up at the sky.

A stationary helicopter with its propeller spinning taut.

From that…

“…?”

“…?”

Kuung!

Thud!

The knights began to fall.

Dozens, no, hundreds.

Maybe even more than that.

LUNA-CAVE

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