I’m the Main Villain but the Heroines Are Obsessed With Me

44 – 21. If You Can Endure (3)

The warden had once said such words.

“Hyunwoo, why are you learning boxing? I saw that you’re also learning judo when you registered. It’s good to combine striking and grappling, but still, wouldn’t it be better to focus on one sport?”

There was no mistake.

Boxing and judo were not something you could learn quickly and use effectively.

No matter how good the combination of striking and grappling was, if you learned it haphazardly, it would lead to nothing.

Still, the reason for learning boxing was simple.

“Why did I learn it? I learned boxing because it’s considered the most practical. You know as well as the warden that the world is a dangerous place these days, right?”

It’s true that grappling sports like judo are the strongest.

But that’s in one-on-one situations. It would be a completely different story in a fight with multiple opponents.

“Breaking someone’s arm or putting them on the ground might lead to victory. But if someone intervenes and attacks me while I’m using those techniques, it’s over.”

The reason for learning striking was precisely that.

If you learned striking and grappling, it seemed like you could handle situations with multiple opponents.

And besides, isn’t boxing a sport that can make a man’s heart race?

Because he believed it was worth learning, he walked the difficult path of combining them.

But the warden just laughed when he heard that.

“Ahahahaha. It’s the funniest thing I’ve ever heard in my life. Boxing is strong in fights with multiple opponents? Do you really think so?”

“Isn’t it?”

“Of course, it’s more useful than something like grappling. But if you really want to talk about practicality, wouldn’t it be better to learn kendo than boxing?”

It’s true that someone who learned boxing was intimidating.

Even if you only learned the basic steps, you could easily dodge an ordinary person’s punches. And you could relentlessly pound their face without a break.

However, that didn’t mean you were strong in fights with multiple opponents.

“You’re mistaken. Boxing isn’t strong in fights with multiple opponents. It’s that other martial arts are weak. Did you think you could learn boxing and easily dodge punches and beat your opponents?”

“Ah….”

“Haven’t you heard such a thing? Even the old sword masters used to say that if there were three or more enemies, you should run away. The difference in numbers is that significant, and fighting is just foolish.”

There is no powerful martial art in fights with multiple opponents. Of course, the world is vast, but among the accessible martial arts, such a thing didn’t exist.

“Hyeonwoo, remember. If you want to fight with two or more people, go and learn swordsmanship or something from Hanmudo. Otherwise, running away is the best option. Boxing is good when you think about it. Your legs are always ready to run away…”

That was the advice from the master that Ian had lightly heard at the time. He was now keenly feeling it.

Thunk!

“Ack!”

“This is so damn hard.”

As Ian fought off the rushing savages, his temples throbbed.

The situation had quickly turned for the worst.

“They have analyzed me properly.”

Although Ian had realized the trap immediately, he had prepared for it.

Were they demons to be so meticulous? They had created a trap that perfectly analyzed their own combat style.

“Not only did a horde of 100 savages attack, but as soon as a vulnerability appears, the gluttonous demon attacks…”

It wouldn’t be difficult for those who had their heads blown away with a single punch to deal with 100 of them.

But now, reinforced by mines, they wouldn’t fall unless their heads were accurately hit.

“Of course, this is also because we are not infighting but using out-fighting…”

Infighting involves approaching the enemy and attacking with hooks or uppercuts, while out-fighting uses space and jabs to restrain the enemy.

Facing reinforced enemies, using only jabs did not show any signs of improvement in the situation.

It was still the same now.

Crack!

Thud!

“Eugh!”

If he lost focus for a moment, Baalzephub’s manifested demon mouth would devour him.

Thump! Thump!

“Damn it…”

When the painful sensation surged from the torn flesh of his arm, Ian gritted his teeth.

“I don’t know how much more I can endure.”

-Ian… Should I use Sacred Power now?

“No, not yet… Wait.”

-You’re not in good condition… But I’ll still wait.

Seeing a gloomy Neltalion, Ian frowned.

Of course, if Neltalion were to use Sacred Power that he had obtained, it could compensate for this situation.

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If he used the technology that had cornered even Alex Volkano, he could obliterate the savages, whether they were consumed by the spirit of greed or not. However, Ian couldn’t do that. “I can’t do that when they haven’t engaged in combat,” he thought. If he used it right here, it would make it difficult to deal with them. If he took the easy way now, he would taste disaster later. That was also the reason why he pretended to be cornered, without using Release or Instant Regeneration. “They’re the type who won’t rest until they take my life. I’ll never let them die at the hands of savages.” In a state that felt like he could die at any moment, he would be a good bait for demons with impulsive emotions. Was it thanks to this? “I can’t wait any longer!” As the savages approached, weapons in hand, Baalzepub began to approach, harming them. Was it because attacking only with powers from behind didn’t satisfy him? His hands were covered with dark magic. Surely he intended to kill himself with that. With a sly smile, Baalzepub placed his hand on Ian’s neck. Swish! Blood flowing like a vein from the incision, and Baalzepub smiled as he watched it. Behind him, Mammon casually looked down at himself with his arms crossed. Perhaps it was because of his confidence in capturing victory. Baalzepub leisurely teased with his lips. “It’s virtually impossible to have the courage to step foot here to save the captives… but in the end, that struggle will also end here. You’re truly stupid.” “Stupid, do I look that way?” “I need to know your intentions. Arrogant mortals… you must have thought you could defeat everyone here, didn’t you? But what’s the result? In the end, it was you who fell, wasn’t it!” How could someone be so full of themselves? It was a series of astonishments. How could a human like this believe in anything and stand up like this? And then, there was also the fact that Lilith, who couldn’t catch this guy and died, came to mind. “If I think of that woman, I can’t help but be angry….” Baalzepub tried to contain his anger. It was a good day. The day he could deal with Ian Volkano, whom he had been looking forward to. It was best to enjoy it without getting angry today. After inhaling the cold air, Baalzepub prepared to swing his arm and asked.

“Do you have any last words? Any word will do. Whether it’s to the prisoners watching your death, or to your family. I will personally deliver the message.”

“I have only one thing to say to you.”

“What is it? Speak up.”

It was at that moment, as they leveled their gaze to hear the last words of the deceased.

“Look up. You imbecile.”

“What?”

Kugugugung!

As coarse insults flowed from his lips, the ground began to tremble madly.

“What on earth is happening!”

Suddenly, what is this? Not only is the dying man uttering crazy words, but now the ground is shaking?

During the confusion of the bizarre phenomenon that Baalzebub couldn’t understand, a desolate voice came from behind.

“He’s gone mad.”

“What! Mammon! Did you see anything? Then say something!”

“If you have eyes, look around you, Baalzebub.”

“Look around? What the… Oh!”

Only then could Baalzebub see it.

Kwaang! Kwaugwaggwang!

The sight of the Sisyphus Mountains exploding due to someone’s attack.

However, what was important was what followed.

Quarrurru!

“A snowslide… Could it be?”

The snow that was piled up on the giant mountains started rushing towards this place like a tsunami.

A situation that could be described as a strike for self-destruction. However, the culprit Ian just smiled silently as if he found it all amusing.

“You react well. Do you like what I prepared?”

“Are you crazy? Causing an avalanche! Don’t you realize that it will result in hostages being killed?”

“Why should the hostages die? Look closely at their current state…”

“What state are you talking about?”

It should be the state of being trapped in the magical prison Baalzebub created. What’s the problem?

Thinking that, Baalzebub turned his head and could see it.

“What! How can they be…”

“Do you like it? I fixed it up because it was shabby.”

A black mana-made barrier was floating around the prison.

Ian had used Ether and mana to send the prisoners out of the avalanche’s range.

“Even if you don’t know about the hostages, aren’t your ancestors’ remains buried beneath this place? Don’t you know that doing this means we won’t be able to find them?”

“Remains… What do you want me to do about it?”

“What?”

“It’s been over 100 years since they were buried, so they must have returned to nature, right? If anything remains…. just think of it as being covered with a cool blanket.”

“You’re insane…. You’re truly insane!”

“Do you understand now?”

“Ignis!”

Ba’al Zephon, whose anger reached its boiling point, clenched his teeth.

Unexpected problems kept arising.

The one who seemed easily disposable survived and ended up causing the avalanche.

The savages who were supposed to be relatively easy to keep intact suffered significant losses.

In the end, Ba’al Zephon and Mammon had no choice.

“Darn it…. Killing him and leaving is the right option.”

Although becoming a demon lord and being ravaged by humans, it was still a victory filled with scars. But still, victory was the primary goal, wasn’t it?

Killing him was a much better outcome than being ravaged and losing.

Ba’al Zephon once again wrapped his arms with magic. He had to cut that guy’s throat and return to Astelgia.

Thinking that, his gaze turned to Ian. He could see him.

“Kill him…. Huh? How can….”

“What on earth is going on….”

The sight of Ian, who had been kneeling until the point of death, disappeared without a trace.

Kuooo!

“From now on, I’ll show you what happens when you touch a madman.”

All his wounds disappeared, and only Ian, who had manifested a thousand hands behind his back, stood there.

“How did you obtain that power….”

With Ba’al Zephon’s last words, the thousand hands manifested behind Ian reached out.

Kuwa-gwah-gwah!

The Awakening of the Crown Prince, Nehthalion, the King of Thousand Hands. It was the moment his true power descended.