I'd like to formally say hello. I'm Thesilid Argent, a paladin from the Inquisition Office, Heretic Judgment Bureau. I look forward to your kind cooperation.

I'm Eleon O'Drek. I look forward to your kind cooperation.

Looking at the hand asking for a handshake, Eleon had to pay all his attention to managing his facial expression.

He was uncomfortable with Thesilid.

He wields the sword with as much skill as himself and is a young man as handsome as himself. The only thing he lacks is that he was a kid younger than him.

Eleon felt an instinctive fear that he might lose his place.

Meanwhile, Thesilid's eyes dimmed as the handshake took longer than necessary.

Eleon was concentrating on his expression, so he didn't seem to know that he was putting strength in his hand.

Then, I'll see you later.

Yes.

The dreary face-to-face was over. The two immediately turned their backs and left the conference hall.

Thesilid walked alone down the corridor and looked down at the hand that he held out for the handshake.

'This mission'

He didn't have a good feeling. Thinking about it, he soon laughed at himself.

In the first place, has he ever felt good, had good results, or felt welcomed?

It would be just a chronic ominous feeling that doesn't mean anything. Thesilid decided to believe so.

As expected, the ominous foreboding was of no use to anything.

If he wanted to get a hint at any meaningful information for the future, he should have felt a disaster rather than an ominous hunch.

Everything was definitely going smoothly up to some point.

There was no problem in wiping out the army of Spirit Knights protecting the sword of the Celestial Demon and guiding the victims caught in the dungeon sink to the gate to escape.

However, when there was no one on the hill of the Holy Sword as the rescue operation was in full swing, Eleon, enthralled by greed, climbed the hill as if possessed. The moment he grabbed the handle of the sword, the catastrophe began.

ThisIt's my sword!

The clear blue jewel embedded in the hilt flashed light and was transformed into a blood marble.

The sword, having found a host full of evil, took root in Eleon's right arm, blackening the flesh.

I!

His proud blonde turned black and the inside of his eyes was stained red.

A voice that was no longer human shook the hill.

Eleon, who became the host of the Demon Sword, scattered demonic energy and cut people down indiscriminately.

There was no way to prevent a sudden tragedy.

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The civilians who could not escape, the three orders of knights who boasted the highest power in the denomination, and the precious healers were wiped out in an instant.

This was because the man, whose nickname was the First Sword of the Kingdom of God got a demonic sword, and there was no tanker who could withstand him properly.

Eleon, who even the whites of his eyes ripped open, ran towards the last remaining prey.

Unlike the bugs that have helplessly died so far, he didn't like how this one resisted his attacks.

Eleon willingly sacrificed his life to the Demon Sword, amplifying his body's abilities, Aura, and his demonic energy.

Kuh! Sir Eleon!

Eleon, who succeeded in pushing his opponent, laughed madly with flashing blood-red eyes.

You are the lady here, jerk.

I was taught to do the same to those who made fun of their mouths during the battle. I provoked him by exchanging sword strikes.

Why do you have someone else's sword? That's Thesilid's.

No, you are not the master of the holy sword.

We distanced ourselves from each other for a while and prepared for the next charge of attacks.

You are the host of the demon sword.

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