Evil the Champion

I was born in the gutter of the kingdom.

I was born without parents and without a name, so I lived because I was born.

While living aimlessly, he was taken away by the demon king and became an executive in the demon king’s army, taking the name of Oran… Wait a minute, something was wrong.

That ‘I’ was born in a gutter? Besides, he belonged to the Demon King’s army. Something didn’t fit

…… Yes, this was Oran’s memory.

It was different from simply peeking at other people’s stories through the typeface of a novel.

Colored three-dimensional fragments of memories, these were all the past I had actually experienced.

…… Then, am I the same person as Oran? Then who am I in my previous life?

Come to think of it.

What was my name in my previous life?

I remembered what I did and how hard my life was, but I couldn’t remember my name as I lived that life.

“……Ah.”

When I tried to recall the memories of the past, my head hurt like it would break. I woke up in intense pain.

Clap-!

I raised my hands and hoped for a glimmer of hope, but my body was still chained.

In the first place, I thought that Giselle might have realized the function of the ring and ruined it beforehand.

In the end, hoping to be rescued may be waiting without a promise.

Growl-

There was a noise from the ship. Are you going to starve like this? On the other hand, I thought that Serena would be worried.

“I’m sure you’re looking for it.”

No matter how many days passed, Serena thought she might be looking for the missing me.

If I don’t want to worry, I have to go back as soon as possible.

“But only when tied up like this…”

I looked down at the chains that bound my hands and feet. Something, it looks more tattered than when I first saw it.

I didn’t have a good reason, but I thought I could solve it by force.

Kwadeudeuk-!

When I applied strength to my hands, the chains that restrained my arms were easily torn off.

“Was I really this strong?”

I looked at my hand suspiciously and realized that black smoke was swirling around the fist.

This is the same Magi power that Giselle used.

Unlike mana, which can create magic, magi can literally be said to be a force for destruction.

‘Did the potion that Giselle gave me make me able to use magic?’

Perhaps thanks to Oran’s memory that came to mind, he was able to handle demons freely without any special consciousness, just like breathing.

It seemed that if we looked deeper into Oran’s memories, we could reach a higher level, but for now, we decided to focus on getting out of here.

I pulled on the chains and shackles that restrained my body with my demonic hands, and all of them could not last long and broke in two.

When I got up from my seat, I cried and complained of pain in my bones. I feel like I’ve been sitting still for about a week.

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My whole body creaked, but I held back the pain and approached the door Giselle had come through.

“It’s locked.”

Again, it was unfounded confidence, but I thought that if it was me now, she would be able to break down the locked door.

As I clenched her right hand tightly, her dark demonic energy floated around.

They spread like black mist and clung to my hand, and soon took the shape of a gauntlet.

I stabbed my fist forward, capturing that power.

Boom!!!!

An intense explosion, like dozens of dynamite exploding at once, exploded at my fingertips.

Several seconds passed, and sunlight streamed through the dust scattered everywhere.

“Let’s go.”

The cool air from outside stung my lungs. It was at that time that I took a step forward, feeling a strange sense of accomplishment that I had achieved freedom on my own.

Seomjjak.

Goosebumps ran up my limbs at the bleak sensation behind my back.

Trumbling.

When he turned his head to where the footsteps came from, a man with a cold expression was walking towards me.

“Mr. Oran, what did I say?”

A man with radiant blond hair. The golden eyes staring at me were cold.

“They said they would kill me if they caught my eye, but did they catch my eye?”

The holy sword in his hand was trembling as if it would cut me down at any moment, as if it were shaken by the owner’s emotions.

“You gave me a surprise gift, so you won’t die gracefully.”

I don’t know why he’s mad at the top of his head, but having lived as a prey for a long time, I could feel it.

If you get caught by a hero, you die.

Shouldn’t I at least make an excuse that I was captured and just escaped?

Evil pointed his sword at me and seemed unwilling to listen to me at all.

The only way to survive is to run away.

As soon as I made up my mind, I turned around and started running. But with every step I took, Evil followed me by two steps, then by three as I gained speed.

At this rate, I was caught up unconditionally. I had to come up with a way other than running.

‘Oran could fly.’

In my memory, there were several scenes of Oran walking in the sky.

Is it enough to shape large bat wings with magical power? I remembered adding magic power around the wing to add firepower.

While I was drawing the blueprints in her head, Evil followed me close by.

I was hesitant about cutting people, but as soon as he got within range, he cut my upper body with his holy sword.

Chi Kang!

Intense metallic sound that rings in the ears. Evil’s attack stopped at cutting off the hem of her robe I was wearing.

“You’ve got some nice stuff.”

The robe that Serena gave me was an artifact engraved with protection magic, so it blocked the warrior’s sword.

I received help unintentionally.

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Maybe because of that, I had a strong desire to quickly meet Serena, who is still waiting for me somewhere.

“I’ll cut it properly this time.”

The warrior who caught up with me right away said with a strong grip on the holy sword.

But it didn’t matter. The wings are already complete.

Just before Evil’s sword slashed my throat, I flew through the air with a short distance.

Shaheh-!

To be precise, it arrived in the sky in the blink of an eye, to the extent that it is appropriate to say that it was shot up into the sky.

The air was cold on his skin and the wind was completely tousled in his hair, but he felt relieved that he was free from Evil.

—Exactly three seconds after I thought that.

“Did you think you could escape in the sky?”

He just jumped up from his place and met me at eye level, brandishing his sword at me and said.

Kwajajajak-!

I instinctively twisted my body to avoid fatal wounds, but the robes that had protected me until now were scattered into pieces in the middle of the day.

“… Ha.”

That was a gift from Serena.

Have I finally gone mad? She was more upset that one of her clothes had been ripped than that she had just been nearly killed.

“Okay, let’s try to see who dies.”

Ewill landed on the floor and was preparing to jump again.

She clearly realized that she couldn’t escape him by simply running away.

Since it happened like this, I wanted to give him a good shot.

‘How did Oran fight Evil?’

In the novel, the scene where Oran and Evil collide appeared several times.

And even in Oran’s memory, there were dozens of battles with Evil.

So there was definitely a way to feed him.

“This is the end.”

As he remembered his memories, he kicked off the ground and jumped up.

Evil approaches me with a holy sword. I don’t know if my eyes were gone, but I could see something like a bright halo around him.

He was the main character in the novel as he rushed towards me with a drop of sweat running down his cheek and his straight golden eyes shining.

On the contrary, I, the villain who opposes him, would be pierced by his sword and the general ending would be.

“But I’m not a villain.”

There are people who believe that I am not evil.

There’s only one person, but that alone is enough reason not to be killed by a hero, isn’t it?

Ewill is approaching right in front of you. He thrust his sword through my heart.

I couldn’t avoid it. He just had to accept his approaching death.

Yes, death.

I decided to use my life to die anyway, rather than lose it to the hero.

“……You are crazy.”

“Are you worried about the end of the villain?”

In novels and in memories, Oran was a gloomy harvester collecting life.

A presence that appears at the end of the battle and throws the warrior party into confusion based on the life absorbed from dying humans and demons.

Whatever it was, his motive was a god of death, and he used life as a commodity.

But right now I didn’t have the lives of others.

I was willing to pay with my life.

“Cut it.”

A reaper in black robes, shaped behind my back.

He swung a scythe large enough to easily cut through a solid castle wall at the warrior.

Tsugagagak—!

Evil, who hurriedly collected the holy sword, tried to block the god of death’s scythe.

Kwagwang-!!!

As he was pushed to the ground in a power struggle, he created a large crater.

“Ha ha ha…”

Is it the aftermath of a shortened lifespan? It looks like blood will pour out of your mouth any second.

“It’s worse than that… Eup.”

I closed his mouth and looked closely at the place where the hero had fallen.

No movement was seen through the white dust that bloomed around the crater.

But I know that a hero is not someone who will die like this.

Still, if you see me far away, you won’t be able to chase me for a while.

“It’s really hard for villains to make a living.”

The Witch of Chaos, who was on my side in the past, doesn’t listen to my doctor and treats me strangely.

A former enemy warrior was eager to kill me.

“That’s why I want to meet you more.”

In this place where no one seems to be on her side, I want to see her who believes in me as soon as possible.

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