Even Though I was the Real Saint, I was Exiled—Which Means my Country is Over

"Why are you here!?

The demons opened their eyes to me, Nigel, and Ralph.

A beautiful demon race that feels cold.

I don't know if the demon tribe had any gender, but it was neutral and difficult to distinguish between men and women.

But the cold that Vincent felt was different.

He didn't feel anxious and wanted to scream just by looking at it.

The dirty nature of the demon tribe appears in the appearance.

"Philip, is this a demon tribe called Bardul?

When asked, Philip agreed.

Bingo....!

He's the general who's holding me in jail and doing terrible things to Philip and the others.

"But Elaine. How did you get here...?

"We'll talk later."

First of all, we have to deal with this demon-- Bardul.

"Elaine, can you help me again?

"Of course."

Soon Nigel stepped forward.

I held him in my arms and approached Bardul together.

Looking at it, Bardul smiles invincibly.

"I don't know why you're here, but once you get inside the village, it's mine. Besides, I'm not going to do anything terrible to these spirits.

I don't think so.

Nigel pointed his gaze at Bardul.

"Fufu, I'm prone to mistakes."

It's a lie.

Otherwise, you wouldn't use such a nasty kid to trap me.

Philip seems to suffer... and I can't trust Bardul at all.

"Hey, that handsome guy over there. If I were you, I'd get along."

Bardul walks in and gives out his hand.

"Will you be my friend? I'm sure you'll see a good sight."

"Oh, what kind of sight is that?

"It's the world's hegemonic sight. You want your people to kneel down and be the world you want, right? You can do it with me. Hey, let's join hands with me."

"Dear Hate..."

Nigel drops Bardul's hand and pulls out his sword.

"I'm not interested in such things. Sometimes it doesn't make sense, so life is fun."

"Phew....!

Bardul slapped his tongue.

Darkness flows from that body. Darkness shaped the head of the wolf and struck Nigel.

I didn't intend to cooperate from the beginning.

He must have shaken hands and tried to hunt Nigel's life.

But...

"Haah!

Nigel raised his voice and waved his sword and the darkness vanished.

The shock blew Bardul back and laid his hand on the ground.

But this is not the end of Bardul.

"Don't lick me!

Bardul reached for his hand, and the serpentine darkness once again headed straight for Nigel.

"Elaine-- I was wondering if you could hold on a second. I'll settle it right away. I'll take care of Philip."

"Yeah."

Ah, ahh

I leave Nigel.

"I can't do this."

A serpentine darkness is coming.

Nigel, however, was not afraid at all and proceeded to Baldur.

The incoming darkness disappeared as Nigel flashed his sword.

"This is the second time I've goddess protection, and I'm getting used to it. I don't feel like losing to anyone right now."

Goddess blessing--

The power that I, the Virgin, can bestow on others.

Nigel has been woven into the Goddess's protection since the last battle.

With Bardul as a whole, we won't be able to beat Nigel.

"What, what, what! Why can't I do what I want? Whoa, whoa!

Darkness flows from Bardul's body to chaos.

But with such a calm attack, it's impossible to even burn Nigel's hair tip.

It's no use.

Nigel flashes his sword from top to bottom with zero distance from Bardul.

Kh!

Bardul dodged it in a hairline.

But that's the best I can do.

Nigel shook a sword right next to Bardul's face and said in a cold voice:

"Come on, let's talk. What are you thinking? Why did you do this? And most importantly, Elianne will be punished for what she did."

An angry voice different from Nigel's usual voice.

Even when I looked behind him, I could feel quite angry on my skin.

"Ha! Elaine... that's the Virgin there."

But Bardul also gave up badly.

Even though it's a lifeless pinch, you still have a hostile look at me.

"I hate women like you. You can't do it, let's protect everybody —— eyes like you're thinking about it. All I can say is beauty. When I look at you, I get upset. I want to kill you right now."

Really? Well, I don't think I'd agree with you. But I'm not going to get killed quietly either. "

I did not lose sight of Bardul, but made a voice like that.

You didn't like my attitude any more, there was hate in Baldur's eyes.

"Besides, are you guys gonna beat me with this?

"What are you going to do?

When Nigel asks, Baldur continues to smile.

"I don't think you can control spirits alone. I have hundreds or thousands of men. I wonder if you're the only ones who can take them down?

Hmm?

- I can hear you.

Noisy sounds from outside the village.

The forest is shaking.

"Looks like you're not bluffing."

"Hahaha! You're sweet, too. My men are strong. A demon race with undead attributes. You cannot defeat a sword just by waving it normally. How are you going to stand up to a group of immortals like that?

"Well, I guess I can't do it alone."

Hearing those words, Bardul tempered his expression for a moment, mistaking him for a better war situation.

Certainly... no matter how many goddess protectors Nigel has, it looks like he's going to break a few bones against hundreds or thousands of Demon Legions.

But...

"I have an ally. Let me clear your ears."

"I don't know what you're doing--"

Bardul's mouth stopped.

A noisy voice can be heard all the way to the village.

But when I listened to it carefully, it seemed like there was a mix of human voices —— and demonic screams.

"Ah, what do you mean...? What did you do? It's impossible for you alone to bring an army here that can compete against my men. I don't have enough time...."

"Yes. My proud Knights haven't arrived yet. But there are other people in my country I can count on.

Nigel continued proudly.

"That's what they call him. The Duke of Ice."