The Only Ending for the Evil Count Pig Is Destruction

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I couldn’t breathe.

Synapses all over my body were screaming.

My heart felt like it was going to burst at any moment, and my legs didn’t move as well.

If you use ‘patience’, you will be fine.

But I couldn’t use it carelessly.

Because the moment I reached the limit of ‘patience’ was death to me.

The cold was overwhelming.

Blanche was approaching.

“I was a bit surprised. Tristan. Did you learn self-defense magic?”

I didn’t step back.

Because my ‘pride’ didn’t allow it.

“How can you generate such power with a body that does not produce a single drop of magical energy?”

“… … It’s just an outrage.”

“Is it outrageous?”

“yes.”

i still want to live

At that time, I don’t know how I would have looked to her.

Blanche’s approaching feet stopped.

With her head down, she murmured.

“I am… If you had ordered me to die then, I would have died willingly.”

“… is it.”

If it was Blanche, of course it would have been.

She wouldn’t have suspected it.

Tristan’s orders.

Even if it ordered death.

“Did you say there was no need to forgive?”

Blanchet trusted Tristan.

From the moment we first met to the moment we fell into the sea after being shot.

Maybe even now, even this moment.

Blanche raised her head.

She looked at me with a face that didn’t know if she was crying or laughing.

“I agree. You are not worthy of my forgiveness.”

Blanche took the last word and lunged at me.

Her fingertips flashed ominously.

The tip plunged right into the nape of my neck.

Caan-!

A sharp sound of metal rubbing against metal echoed.

It was my revolver that clogged her long nails.

I didn’t miss that opportunity, and released the mana I had accumulated all at once.

Compared to the magical power of Wendy, who inherited the blood of a sage like Myohail or a hero, the magical power I’ve accumulated so far is like dust.

But it was enough to make her upper body stagger.

Sharp nails snapped.

Blanche’s eyes widened.

“?!”

Still, Blanche was a legendary assassin.

It was because he stretched out his hand straight toward me from his disheveled posture.

But by then, my revolver had already been pointed at her abdomen.

And at close range, where even her reaction speed couldn’t avoid it.

The revolver fired in quick succession.

The fired magnum bullets mercilessly bit Blanche’s abdomen.

A gunshot that would rupture an ordinary person’s intestines and kill him instantly.

Even Blanche’s body, which was close to being superhuman, would take damage because he was hit by a magnum bullet at close range.

Blanche, who took a backward step, and the distance between them widened.

I imagined her face contorted in terrible pain.

Unfortunately, that expectation was completely wrong.

“This is… It doesn’t hurt at all!”

she was crying

Then, at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, something was thrown at me.

Poo-wook.

The sound of something squeezing your skin.

The sound came through my body, not through my ears.

Something hot overflowed from his mouth.

I quickly closed it with my hand.

It wasn’t my anger, my pride, my greed, or my jealousy.

‘Ahh… Damn it.’

His palms were stained dark red.

When he lowered his gaze, Blanche’s nails were embedded in his abdomen.

It stabbed me like a sharp dagger of ice.

A chill crept into the interior.

Just as the terrible pain was about to strike, I gnashed my teeth.

[You must be ‘patience’!]

I concentrated my whole mind.

I could feel my heavy breathing slowly sinking.

However, the fatality rate remained unchanged.

To the extent that even ‘patience’ could not completely stop this pain.

I immediately pulled out the nail stuck in my stomach.

“… !”

No words came out in so much pain.

A small amount of blood flowed from the wound in the abdomen.

It was never because the wound was shallow.

I was frozen in the cold and the blood stopped for a while.

If I had left it as it was, the nails holding the magical power of the Spiritual Beast would have froze my internal organs.

If that happens, there is no going back forever.

death.

The word flashed through my mind.

And a low voice seemed to read his thoughts.

“Tristan, there is only one way for you to live. ”

When I looked up, Blanche was looking at me.

The tears that wet his cheeks were already dry.

“Tell me to save you. Tristan. Order me to live.”

I didn’t mean to beg for your life.

Blanche is not a character to be saved just because she begs for her life.

She has no personal feelings for the person she kills.

The only thing that makes her move is orders.

“then… I will spare your life.”

Blanche, an assassin cold and remorseless as ice.

That’s why she is showing me her last mercy.

I remembered the scenarios of being killed by Blanche.

In no scenario did she say anything like this.

The blade of vengeance she wielded surely condemned Tristan.

Then there is only one reason left.

Blanche has changed.

It may be the influence of Bella Isaachel who took her away.

A good name has a good influence on the surroundings.

Later, Blanche is rehabilitated by Bella.

A good name who gradually takes on a humane side and uses his abilities generously for the world.

But that’s a very late thing.

At this time, Blanche is a cold character who does not show emotion.

He is the kind of character who dreams of revenge against Tristan by Bella’s side.

However, the Blanche in front of me now was different.

It wasn’t perfect, but it was faintly showing emotion.

As if a mask had been removed.

And I thought I knew what caused it.

“Blanche.”

Blanche looked at me.

Her blue eyes were quivering.

It is agitated.

Her hatred had cracked.

Perhaps if I order her to live now, she won’t kill me.

Because Blanche was such a character.

But it shouldn’t be like that.

“I already ordered you.”

She’s too early to forgive Tristan.

I had no choice but to say this.

“Don’t forgive me.”

“… … .”

Blanche closed her eyes.

He stood there, carefully pondering my words.

“All right… .”

When her eyes opened again, there was no hesitation.

Blanche notified me.

“I will kill you painfully.”

The promise was made.

As long as you’ve drawn out her hatred, it won’t end easily.

No, I also have no intention of ending it easily.

will resist desperately.

Towards this damn fate.

That was the moment I tried to gather the mana around me.

“Until there.”

“… … ?!”

where did it appear

A man was standing on the ledge of the roof.

His face was hard to see because he had his back to the sun.

Blanche asked with great vigilance.

“… you are?”

“There is no name to tell the beast.”

“?!”

Ignoring the frozen blanche, the man approached me.

“Count Ruelberta.”

Only then could I see the man’s face properly.

“You must accompany me from now on.”

He was an impressive man with a neat pomade hair style.

If you didn’t know him, you’d probably see him as a high-ranking aristocrat.

“… … .”

No one said who it was.

No, there was no need to ask in the first place.

Because this man was also a character I knew.

But why he appeared at this timing was a mystery.

Unaware of anything, Blanche grabbed the man’s shoulder and said.

“Do not disturb and go. It is not for outsiders to intervene.”

A chill rose from her hands.

But the man was not at all surprised.

“Outsiders? You seem to be misunderstanding something. you are the outsider A first-class murderer, Lee Myung-min, ‘The Beast of the Cold.’”

“… ?!”

Blanche’s eyes widened.

“Are you the one who was following me?”

“Wrong. that’s not my job beast.”

“… you! From earlier-!”

It was an insult to Blanche.

But the man said only what he had to say with an expressionless face.

As if that was his only mission.

“I will secure the count’s safety from now on. If you want to harm the Count, take me down. beast.”

“… !”

Unable to bear it any longer, Blanche bared her teeth.

A chill rushed at the man as if reacting to her rage.

“Did you say you would exclude me now?”

“Yes. If you get in the way, I will rule you out.”

“under… Do you think I will stay still?”

“Are you disturbing me? i get it.”

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Duduk.

Marco Peirigris, the head of the imperial family’s bodyguard, moved his neck left and right.

“Do it wherever you can. beast.”