The Protagonists of Romance Fantasy Novels Have Escaped

77 – 77. Disruption (2)

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The leader of the monsters that had persistently harassed the kingdom of Vemon, falling back time and again, finally collapsed.

The knights of the triumphant kingdom cheered, praising the miracle of the saint. The sight of the massive monster falling powerlessly like a mountain was enough to inspire faith in the first saint.

“The monster has fallen!”

“Attack! The monsters have started to flee!”

Sharp spears struck down, shattering the head of the giant monster.

With their leader defeated, the monsters scattered in disarray, leading the enraged knights to pursue and secure a complete victory in battle.

“But the problem lies there…”

They brought down the giant that had taken position in the valley.

Furthermore, all monsters released from the control of the demon army were also eliminated.

However, Jevlinn, with a worried expression, raised her head. The priests who had been guarding the saint had the same look.

“It’s… the Holy Sword!”

“Who on earth is fighting with the Holy Sword?”

The once impregnable fortress walls crumbling like fruit in a chain reaction was enough to evoke terror.

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With successive explosions, flames erupted.

It felt like witnessing the resurgence of the most brutal war known as the Third War of the Races.

“The Holy Sword? No, Etan is facing…!”

The gravity field of darkness blocking thousands of bullets.

And a white cold storm sweeping away the rubble.

The Black Star Procyon.

The White Star Altaire.

It was clear that these were the weapons wielded by the knights of the triumphant kingdom.

The wielders of the holy swords.

There was only one other besides Edanant who wielded the holy sword.

Sensing this, Jevlinn’s expression turned pale with astonishment.

“Ma… Maximilian…!”

The peerless one through the ages.

The strongest hero of all time.

As thoughts of Maximilian’s unparalleled might surfaced, fear began to cloud Jevlinn’s beautiful face like a dark storm.

There was no hope of victory.

If the opponent was indeed Maximilian.

“I will go to the battlefield.”

“P-Princess!”

Javelin firmly grasped the reins of the White King of the Hundred Nights and turned back. At that moment, the priests vehemently blocked the saint who was headed towards the scene where debauchery rained down.

One would die if swept away by the aftermath.

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No matter how mighty the White Dragon of the Glorious Kingdom might be, it wouldn’t be able to withstand it.

The fierce current surging from the ruins was simply beyond what a human could handle.

“Max…?”

As Javelin easily brushed aside the priests’ blockade and attempted to head towards the fortress,

the perplexed voice of a girl soaked in confusion echoed.

It was Rue.

Despite her trembling body from the resounding roar, she was struggling to keep an eye on the scene.

Without a doubt.

Across the distance, a familiar presence was felt.

The benefactor who saved her from being chased by demons.

The best partner who traveled the continent with her for three years since then.

The object of longing who unilaterally announced their separation right after the final chapter.

Upon instinctively realizing the appearance of Maximilian, Rue began to hasten her steps towards the scene where debauchery was raining down.

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The air vibrated.

With every sharp metallic sound, the ground trembled.

The clash between the warriors and heroes,

transcended human limits and resembled a bloody battle.

“Max…! Edan…!”

Retreating from the relentless barrage of artillery fire and sharp strikes of the holy sword, Regnas, fearing the escalation of the aftermath, evacuated the troops of the Boemon Kingdom.

An evacuation order had been issued in advance.

But now, that alone was not enough.

The clash between Edanant and Maximilian, which brought down the fortress walls, threatened even the residential areas where many citizens resided.

Regnas had not expected Maximilian to intervene in the scene. He looked at the warriors and heroes fighting with concern.

“Ah!”

“Debris is flying this way!”

As Edanant and Maximilian mercilessly destroyed the fortress while wielding their swords, they finally reached the city.

The citizens who witnessed them let out terrified screams.

They had come right up to the city.

As if to prove his point, with the collapse of the fortress walls, heavy rubble began to rain down on the city. The city, filled with citizens who had not yet evacuated, seemed precarious as if it would be crushed at any moment.

“Hmm…!”

“….”

Terrifying screams of terror echoed.

Simultaneously, as artillery fire and sharp strikes were launched, the flying rubble was shattered into pieces. Despite being engrossed in the fight, the citizens sensed the imminent danger they faced.

It was a close call.

Instead of giant boulders, small gravel rained down.

“Why is this happening, Maximilian! Your skills don’t seem to be what they used to be!”

“It seems like your firepower has dulled. I’m greatly disappointed.”

Edanant raised his Aldebaran high.

In response, Maximilian extended Altair and Procyon.

Boom───!!!

Soon, the holy swords clashed.

With a dizzying flash, a storm swept through the city.

“I understand why you disappeared. But when I recall the hardships I’ve endured because of you… I feel like I need to crush your face first to relieve my anger!”

“Hmm, from your perspective, that seems reasonable.”

The man with flowing black hair nodded in agreement.

But that was it.

Maximilian, who had caused the incident, did not apologize.

It had to be that way.

It was inevitable.

Therefore, he did not ask for forgiveness.

In the face of Maximilian’s unchanging attitude, Edanant spat out curses, showing a fierce smile. His golden eyes gleamed like fierce flames.

“Damned bastard!”

“….”

They arrived at a crowded place.

Edanant and Maximilian ceased the artillery fire and gravity waves, engaging only in swordplay.

But there was no room for relaxation.

Heroes who had reached the realm of victory could destroy a city with the sheer power emanating from their blades alone.

“Die.”

Edanthe reached out his hand.

Simultaneously, the high-explosive bomb attached to his gauntlet detonated with a fierce blast.

“…Cough!”

For the first time, a groan escaped Maximilian’s lips.

High-explosive bombs all over his body.

Edanthe, fully embracing the calamity of war, was akin to a moving war machine.

He could withstand any shock and firepower.

The armor, forged by the calamity deity, boasted defense capable of withstanding even the explosive force of high-explosive bombs.

“Get lost, you bastard.”

“…!”

Boom!

The explosion targeted Edanthe’s leg.

The force unleashed by the explosion aimed a kick at Maximilian. He barely managed to block the kick with the hilts of Altair and Procyon.

“You’re so shameless.”

“That’s just how I am.”

He couldn’t fully deflect the attack.

Maximilian frowned as pain transmitted through his grip.

“I thought you had weakened over time… Instead, you’ve become much stronger than before. If Edan unleashes his full power, I might not be able to withstand it.”

Neither had unleashed their full power yet.

But that was likely the case for Edanthe as well.

In an instant, momentum was taken away from him.

Feeling a stimulating confusion, Maximilian reversed his grip on Altair and Procyon.

“Then I’ll raise the stakes a bit more.”

“…Damn.”

Eventually, the hero sheathed the black-and-white holy swords.

Then he… grabbed the hilt of the holy sword he had strapped to his back.

As Maximilian attempted to shift to a new offensive, Edanthe cursed and twisted his face.

“Hai Star, Hailra…”

Clack.

Maximilian drew out a third holy sword.

As the gray blade revealed itself, a faint shimmer began to envelop the surroundings.

“Max-!!”

Right before the holy sword that had delivered the final blow to the Undying Demon Lord manifested,

A desperate cry of a girl echoed.

For Edanthe and Maximilian, the voice was all too familiar.

“Rue…?”

“….”

The girl with long green hair rushed in frantically. Covered in dirt from running with all her might, she had scratches on her elbows and knees.

Desperation was evident in her breath.

In her green eyes, a wave of intense emotions flickered.

“Ugh, ughh──!!”

She sprinted like a squirrel.

Then she threw herself into the arms of the man with black hair.

“Max! Max!! Waaah!!”

“…Rue.”

He expected to push her away at once.

But Maximilian did not reject Rue as she clung to him.

The girl burst into tears.

In response, Maximilian, in a familiar gesture, patted her back.

After revealing himself, an air of indifference, not apologizing to anyone, briefly clouded Maximilian’s face. The hero, who had been watching for a while, finally sheathed the holy sword again.

“I-I was wrong! I won’t force you anymore! I won’t even ask for candy! So please, please don’t hate me! I’ll be a good kid… Hic, hicaaah!!”

Whether pouring out all the sorrow and loneliness from before,

Rue, embraced by Maximilian, began to sob, shedding tears and mucus, wailing loudly.

-It’s my fault.

-They hate me, they threw me away because I’m useless.

-Even the person Edan mentioned, would he eventually abandon me?

Edanant, who was staring at the back of the fairy, let out a sigh filled with regret.

It was because he recalled the first time he met Rue.

Her whole body was covered in dirt.

And her eyes were swollen from crying day and night for several days.

As Rue walked to the Hohenberg family like an abandoned puppy with weak steps, what emotions must she have felt? Surely, she must have cried, suppressing the sadness in her heart, over and over again, before finally letting out her tears.

“…I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Rue.”

Maximilian muttered in a subdued voice.

Edanant, with a bewildered look, gazed at Maximilian.

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“Is that guy… apologizing?”

A girl with flowing silver hair approached Edanant, who had taken a step back in confusion. It was Jeblinne, who had arrived at the fortress with Rue.

Feeling perplexed, Edanant muttered, “A guy who has never felt sorry for anyone in his whole life… Even if his lips were torn, he never apologized for his mistakes.”

“Well, he’s still a human…”

“We only share the same parents. Other than that, we’re completely different.”

The atmosphere sank heavily with sadness, but a menacing aura still lingered. If Rue were to fall from his arms, it felt like she would rush forward immediately.

What on earth happened to the Hohenberg family?

Jeblinne, looking at him, sighed.

“That’s… the King of the White Nights. The First Saint, isn’t she?”

“Nice to meet you. No, should I say nice to meet you for the second time, Sir Maximilian the Brave.”

Maximilian, who was patting Rue’s head, asked.

To which Jeblinne lightly bowed and opened her mouth.