The Successor to the Underworld Is a Cheat Player

Foreboding.

Sein tilted his head, gazing at the place.

“Would they like these too?”

Thinking of someone who couldn’t pull themselves together in the darkness.

Kwaaang-!

The battle had begun.

It started with Sis’s Hell Flare.

Though its power was inferior to the original, it possessed the power to blow away the city as a waking skill.

Hwarrererrruk!

The flames of heat began to engulf the Dark Orc Barracks.

“Now’s the time!”

Sis’s voice echoed.

“Waaaah!”

The candidates rushed towards the Dark Orc Barracks as if they had become heroes in a fairy tale.

A clumsy sight.

“Kraaaah!”

The enraged Dark Orcs started to move at the sudden attack.

Boooom!

Their massive glaives swung towards the candidates without hesitation.

The candidates, who were confident in Sis’s initiative, were taken aback by the Dark Orc’s attack.

“Ugh!”

They froze in place.

“….”

Sis spoke.

Most of the candidates were ordinary people who didn’t even know they were Demolers until recently.

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It might not have been a world where fighting was necessary, but most had grown up experiencing battles.

“Crazy….”

Encountering a Dark Orc for the first time truly made them feel like ordinary people.

“Jaan! Pull yourself together, Jaan!”

Jaan, who had taken a hit from the Dark Orc’s glaive, lay half-crumpled on the ground.

But that was the candidates’ situation.

Boooom! The Dark Orcs, convinced they had the upper hand, continued their assault on the candidates.

Kraaang! The sound of metal friction reverberated.

Armor, long hair fluttering.

A greatsword that suited her appearance perfectly.

Kraaang!

Roberta, amidst chaos, remained calm as she deflected the Dark Orc’s glaive with her sword.

“Kraaaah!”

The Dark Orc roared in anger.

Swish.

They had made it through to the very end.

“…!”

Candidates who had once wavered.

“Are you all just going to sit there and wait to die?” Roberto’s skill, Roberto’s voice snapped them back to reality.

“Ugh, aghh!”

Close to being overwhelmed by fear, but they fought through.

Boom! An even more explosive Hell Flare erupted once again.

“Now’s the time!”

Sys’s shout as she unleashed it spurred the candidates’ courage.

Their skills were lacking, but they had learned combat techniques growing up.

In the short time they had arrived in Lashiel, they had learned those things.

Clang!

The candidates were engaged in battle with Dark Orcs.

“This is quite impressive.”

That was Sein’s assessment.

The candidates had asserted that facing Dark Orcs required formidable skills.

“So, this is what a blessing is all about…”

The candidates were facing off against Dark Orcs.

“It was more impressive than I thought.”

An overall improvement in abilities.

Even enabling the use of the fiery awakening skill.

In the midst of an unbelievable fight, they were somehow holding their ground.

It was a perilous combat akin to acrobatics, yet the candidates were growing within it.

And Sein, who was merely observing.

“I suppose it’s time for me to start moving too.”

He finally began to move.

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A fierce battle was raging with the Dark Orcs.

But that was not where Sein was headed.

Toward the entrance of the Dark Orc stronghold, in the forest.

Flicker!

With the fortress ablaze with Hell Flare behind him, Sein stood there.

There was a reason he had deliberately not joined the hunt.

“…There was something more nourishing than that.”

“Did you come here on purpose?”

In the dark forest, a shadow slithered out.

No, not just one.

Swoosh, swoosh.

Multiple shadows.

“Why is everyone gathered here? The Dark Orc is over there.”

At the nonchalant remark of Sein, the face of the figure in the darkness twisted.

“Crazy bastard.”

The figure in the darkness.

Swish.

Two short swords drawn.

The figure’s identity was Kendra.

The one who had lost both eyes to Sein.

“I heard they fixed your eyes. Is it true?”

Grin.

But Sein, too, smiled back at him.

“Looks like they did a good job fixing them.” Crazy guy.

Because that was who he was.

“Are they gathering to strike the final blow on the Dark Orc?”

Sein asked.

“Or are they hiding some good prey?”

Sein chuckled, but his eyes were as sharp as ever.

The energy felt as they approached the Dark Orc Bastion from Vase.

Sein knew from the start that Kendra was following them.

“Yeah.”

Kendra said, baring his fangs.

“Who the hell knows.” “Wow, how did you figure that out? Are you also from the homeland?” “……?”

“Anyway, it worked out well.”

Sein said, scratching his ear.

“There must be satisfaction in giving up the Dark Orc hunt.”

For the sake of abandoning the experience points from the Dark Orc.

It was the same reason he followed Sis.

‘Blessing.’

Because he wanted to see the nature and limits of that unknown power.

He had confirmed the effects of facing monsters through Sis and the candidates.

Now it was time to confirm something even more important.

“The rest are in a similar position as Sim Bongsa, right?”

What happens when you face that properly.

“……?” Perhaps he wouldn’t understand the term Sim Bongsa.

“Then let’s leave it at that.”

Sein’s gaze changed.

As expected, Kendra was the quickest to react.

Being fast meant not only physical speed but also quick judgment in combat.

“Kill them!”

Hurriedly pounding the ground, Kindra ran.

But it was already too late.

“You know.”

The shadow of Sein was behind Kindra.

Because she was behind the backs of the other candidates.

Thud.

Not even a scream was heard, accompanied by the sound of bones snapping.

Thwack.

The candidate who entrusted her head to Sein fell to the ground, motionless.

“It’s just how it is. Since I look the most threatening, it’s better to eliminate me now.”

As time passed, it would become even more difficult.

Or not.

“If rushing in before your spirit breaks is your plan, it’s a wise decision.”

Now, filled with anger, was the only opportune moment to strike.

Those who thought so must have seen an opportunity to aim at themselves alongside Kindra.

But they had to know.

“The price of judgment.”

Thwack!

The sound of flesh being pierced.

“…!”

The candidates gasped in surprise.

It was because they saw an aura emanating from Sein’s fingertips.

The use of aura, a skill only the experienced could wield.

For the novice candidates, it was a skill they couldn’t even hope to mimic.

“It may cost you your life.”

Sein’s slaughter had begun.

He believed it was entirely possible.

Yet, they were candidates.

If they were from the main family, they must have known.

So, even if they had not heard of the Demolus family until recently, it was thought they were just ordinary individuals, or at worst, someone whose name had never been heard.

But that was ignorance.

Thud.

Not knowing they could only be trapped in the countryside for so long.

Not knowing until most candidates reached the halfway point and then moved.

Hence, not even hearing their names.

Thwack!

The cost of not knowing.

Yet still believed it was possible.

– You have talent.

The anticipation he had before awakening Demorus’s blood.

-Don’t you want to become outstanding?

The anticipation he had after awakening that blood.

That was truly being acknowledged as a human of real value.

For such a self.

“…Why.”

Anyone would be able to keep up in terms of speed.

“Why-uh….”

Kindra thought so.

-If you’ve been wronged, I’ll repay it.

-Grace may not be repaid, but grudges are repaid tenfold.

A philosophy engraved from growing up in the back alleys.

He tried to embody that.

He tried to take a life because he lost his sight.

“Why can’t you see.”

But it was really as he said.

“Why….”

He was a lord.

Even though he regained his lost sight with Rasiel’s help, he was still a lord.

“Screaaam!”

Screams echoing.

Those who had gathered to target Sain.

“G-gulp, help, help….” Half of them were already dead, writhing on the ground.

-Speed begins with what you see.

The ocular strength he boasted of more than anyone.

Thinking he could be faster than anyone.

But truly, he was a lord.

Pwoosh!

Since he couldn’t see a single move of Sain.

What he saw was just an afterimage.

If all he could see were blurry shadows, wasn’t he really not a lord, as he said?

At some point.

“……”

The loud screams no longer echoed.

Not even the sounds of peers struggling for their lives could be heard.

Tap, tap.

All that could be heard was the noise of the Dark Orc Bulwark crumbling.

Whoosh!

That was all.

“My words were right, weren’t they.”

Voice.

Thump! Kinra turned her head at the voice coming from behind.

Only then could she see him for the first time.

Swoosh.

The man wiping the blood off her face.

“You’re the Lord?” “……” “Having extraordinary eyesight doesn’t help much. In the end, you can’t see anything.”

“Oh…” He took a step back.

“The confined vision that has burst narrow due to self-imprisonment is evidence that you’re the Lord.” “Oh, stop it.”

Kinra, who survived and was recognized for her exceptional eyesight, had to admit.

“Why?”

But now he realized that being able to see could also be a curse.

“Do you miss being blind?”

The man’s face that came into view.

Snow-white hair, fiery eyes, bared fangs.

Thud thud thud.

It was something much larger than any fear Kinra had ever felt.

“I’m conflicted.”

The man said.

“Since you’re completely broken, should I spare you.”

Kinra would never defy herself now.

The lad had a good chance of speed.

Considering his potential as his successor or guardian in the future, it wouldn’t be bad to harvest him.

“Pl… please…”