I Was Caught up in a Hero Summoning, but That World Is at Peace

Death King Isis Lemnand...... she is not as cruel or cold as she is recognised by the public.

Kill the person you don't like relentlessly. If you resist, all you wait for is death, a scourge that scatters death...... that's what the world rumors about the Death King looks like.

But the truth is that she only exists so much in a long history of single-handedly counting her intentions to kill creatures.

Sometimes the reason is that she was originally lonely and quiet, but most importantly, the magic of her wrapped death can be greatly influenced by her emotions.

For Isis, the majority of organisms are far below ground and can easily pick their lives even if she is not willing to kill them.

Even Wyburn, a menacing demon to the people, is only to the extent that to her she can be made to despair simply by grumbling 'in the way' and releasing the magic of death lightly.

Isis usually curtails the magic of death as much as possible because he has the power to unintentionally bring an organism to death.

I was always careful not to be scared at all, even if I could not completely erase it.

But now Isis lived in that space with unprecedented willingness to kill and enough anger to burn.

There are no shards in her current emotions, such as curbing her power.

The foolish beasts who touched her wrath… the king proclaims the future of those fools.

"... 'Die'"

Moments, from Isis' body, the magic of death is released… with its original outrage.

The magic of death, with a clear intent to kill and unleashed with too strong a word, is influenced by Isis' tremendous anger, inflicting a vicious and cruel death on the subject.

After that word is released, it won't even take less than a second for the Black Bears' lives to be hunted.

But in that short time, the Black Bears taste tens of billions of deaths.

Hair tips die, skin dies, flesh dies, blood dies, bone dies, every single cell of it dies.

The moment of death, the irresistible and desperate death to taste in the midst of extreme compression.

The moment that death wiped itself out completely, if there was still a shard of emotion left in the black bear, the beasts would have thought - oh, finally dead...

The magic of death, unleashed with a mighty willingness to kill, completely kills the existence of the Black Bears, and the flesh gives death even by the grace of the soul.

That is - it is complete 'extinction'.

As Isis proclaimed, the Black Bears could not have left even a drop of blood in the world, and could disappear from her sight.

But Isis' wrath does not subside just by extinguishing the beasts in front of him.

The magic of death covers the entire Elf Forest, uprooting and eating up the Black Bear, the object of her anger.

Only a few seconds in time, the word uttered by the Death King is only one word… Today, with this moment, the Black Bear, living in a vast forest and feared as a vermin, came from the elf forest - extinct.

There is no sound around.

Neither the warriors nor Lilia assembled to crusade the Black Bears, nor even Lazlia and Noyne, can speak.

By then the power of Isis had been too overwhelming.

Rightly reigns in the corner of the top of the world… the desperate so powerful that the dimensions themselves are different.

All those gathered keep staring at the Absolute as they dye their hearts in terror. Praying so hard that the spearhead can't be directed at me the next time...

Having finished killing Black Bear, Isis quietly moves under the fast man in silence and gently hugs his body to handle the treasure.

"... Lilia"

"Ha!? Ha, ha, yes!

"... kite... carry... inn... where?

"Here, here, here, so,"

"... yeah"

Trembling beyond proper speaking, Lilia tells Isis where the inn is, and after hearing it and nodding, Isis moves on to Lilia.

There were no more shards of garbage in her head called black bears, etc., but she was only concerned about the disappointing pleasant man.

"Apparently, we're clear."

"Huh? What?

In response to the words of Sharovanal, who tells her as she puts down the tea she was drinking, Kromeeina leans her neck while eating her baby castella.

"In the matter of a fast man being attacked by a black bear..."

"KATE KANK YOU!? Huh!?"

"I'm done."

"Huh?"

"The Black Bear was killed by the Death King."

"Huh? Isis? Huh? So, where's Kite?

Kromuaina listened to Sharovanal and immediately stood up and tried to fly to the Elf Forest with metamorphosis magic, but earlier that time, Sharovanal told her that it was already over.

"I'm hurt, but I'm safe. Now my injuries are healing."

"Oh yeah... good. So, but then, what are you gonna do with my anger?

"Come on?"

"Sa ha... or Shiro! If you knew Kate was going to get hurt, why didn't you tell me!!

Chromeeina gives a flashy look at the fact that Isis has cleaned it up, and after a heartfelt relief look at the fact that the fast man is safe, she asks Sharovanal, who knew it beforehand but had not told herself.

Shalovanal returns pale words to Kromeeina, who is apparently enquiring in an angry way, without looking particularly concerned.

"If I told you, Crowe would be angry with Black Bear, wouldn't he?

"It's obvious! I'm really mad at you for letting Kate get hurt!

"When you get angry, Crowe doesn't use magic to 'hit' you, right?

"Of course I'll punch you! I'm gonna hit you for real!

"If you do that, the Elf Forest will barely 'nearly half the continent will disappear'"

"... Ugh..."

Chromeaina, who received the words of Shalovanal, who tells them pale, and who said angry hearts and minds, says slightly.

"So I thought the Dead King cleaned it up, less damage."

"That might be... but what would you have done if Isis hadn't made it!?

"I erased the black bear"

"Ugh... Mmmm!

If Isis doesn't make it, Sharovanal's words telling him he put his hands down.

Can't you find a word to argue with that, Kromeina turns that way like she swelled her cheeks and stubbornly.

"Mmm, I'm glad Kite's okay... but I'm an incomplete burner. There's no place for a fist that's swung up."

"So, it's been a while since you've fought?

"... since when?

"It's been 3465 years"

Against KromeEina, who looks like she's accumulating anger toward Black Bear, Sharovanal tells her to stand up as she thinks, waving gently to create a space where only she and KromeEina exist.

Did Chromeeina also think it was just right to exude frustrating feelings, or turn to each other after looking at the space created by Sharovanal and nodding.

"I can't help you right now, can I?

"Did Crowe ever relieve you of fighting me?

"Speaking of which... you didn't"

"So shall we get started? Haven't had a fight in a long time..."

When the fast man was brought to the inn by the hand of Isis.

In a space where no one knew and no one could see... the Chalovanal and ChromeEina, the white and black polar stars were hitting hard enough to exude stress.