
Reynald looked at Vanidas. Only the two of them were still "able" to fight. However, the difference in strength of the two was too far away.
The Chosen .. Inner Vanidas slightly smiled.
Reynald threw the sword in his left hand forward. Reynald then turned his right hand, from the bottom up and then back down. The sword he threw forward, floating slowly, while his right hand was spinning, like a shadow was following the movement of his hand.
"Combination: Light Darkness: Anchor Hook of the Demons."
A magic-circle emerges from behind Reynald's body, large enough to swallow Reynald. The frame of the circle is white while the inside of the circle is black.
Magic moreover that ...? the Inner Vlagilles smiled happily like a madman, with a mouth covered in blood.
Hundreds of anchors emerged from within Reynald's magic circle and quickly shot straight towards the Seven Great Sins.
Vanidas, which saw the attack, could only respond to a few. However, the number of hundreds could not be overcome with just a few.
The hook-shaped anchor quickly passed through Aptistia a little, then hooked Aptistia, and pulled her by force. Kail stabbed Aptistia in the stomach.
"Akh!" said Aptistia who had wanted to scream but suddenly lost her voice.
Vanidas, which is already linked, immediately tried to break the chain connected to the hook. He managed to cut off the two hooks that hooked him, but dozens of anchors shot back towards him. He tried to fly into the sky, avoiding Reynald's anchors. However, little by little, he began to get injured by being hit by the end of the Reynald anchor.
He looked towards his colleagues. All six of his colleagues have been linked by Reynald's anchor. Ira tried to rebel, Vlagilles laughed like a madman, Apitstia banged the hook on his stomach, Igna and Avarus had lost consciousness, and Zindia tried to shout in annoyance but her voice could not be heard.
The longer, the six got closer to Reynald's magic-circle. Reynald who saw the six Great Sins already approaching, flew slightly upwards, making a wide path so that the six Great Sins could enter easily.
He then looked up into the sky, towards Vanidas who never gave up despite being constantly hit by attacks from Reynald's anchors.
Reynald narrowed his eyes, and the anchor darted faster. Getting faster makes Vanidas speed nothing.
Vanidas' right, left, right and left hands were impaled and linked by Reynald's anchor (hook).
His mouth is bleeding. "Akh-!"
His voice disappeared. The fifth anchor darted slightly past his body then pierced his stomach.
This is finally, yes.Inner Vanidas sees the fifth anchor piercing his belly.
As if accepting his fate, Vanidas lets himself be attracted by the five anchors that pierced his body.
One by one, they enter Reynald's magic circle.
Avarus ... Igna ... Ira ... Indira ... Aptistia ...
Vlagilles .. and Vanidas.
The Seven Great Sins, have been defeated. The magic circle shrank and disappeared. Reynald was still swooping in, looking at the path the Seven Great Sins had crossed to enter his magic circle.
Shortly before entering his magic circle, Vlagilles laughed like a psychopath towards him. He also said without a voice, "Hahahaha! It's great! You are great! Now ... You will see the real devil!"
Then he also saw Vanidas who had glanced at him with a grin. He also noticed Vanidas' lip movements. "Protect what you have to protect."
Reynald gripped his sword even more firmly. What do the two demons mean ...?
"... The Chosen!"
Reynald heard a small cheering sound from behind him.
"The Chosen One!"
The sound became louder and louder. He turned his body, looking towards the harbor that had been flattened to the ground. He smiled looking at the people from the Alliance of Kings.
A lamba with a big smile even though the body is full of blood, a cheer that does not want to be less loud than others, and a thank you made his smile could not stop widening.
The four Kings slightly bowed their bodies, which was then followed by the Alliance Army of the Kings.
Reynald closed his eyes with a corner of his lips that did not stop lifting. He then raised the sword in his right hand, followed by an unusually large and loud cheer from the Alliance Army of the Kings.
"The Chosen One has managed to defeat the demons! Victory we have won! Hidup mankind, live the Chosen One!" shouted the Orgulla King who drew his sword into the sky.
"Long live the human race, live the Chosen One!" shouted the Alliance Army of the Kings by taking out weapons or raising their clenched hands into the sky.
"Guild mankind, live the Chosen One!"
"Guild mankind, live the Chosen One!"
The news of the victory of the Alliance of Kings against the Black Land Devils of Redivol spread very quickly throughout the entire Sievaria Continent.
"I can't believe it. .. They actually managed to do it!" said an Adventurer in the shop.
"Yes! I heard .. yesterday bad weather was caused by those demons! And they ... beat him?!"
"Is that true? The Chosen One single-handedly fought the seven demons whose power was capable of destroying the continent?!"
"Well, I want to meet him! I want to say a big thank you! Now .... My family must have calmed down there!"
"I have to what .. I can't just be quiet without thanking him, can I?!"
"Yes! We must meet the Chosen One!"
Kids running around, playing in the streets. Like a child imagining himself becoming a Power Ranger, Batman, Superman, the children of the Continent of Sievaria imagine themselves to be a Chosen One.
"I will defeat the demons alone!" said the little boy wearing a robe around his neck.
"No-no! I'm the one who will defeat the demons alone!" say another child who doesn't want to lose.
Happiness does not come only for the residents, but also for the King who is willing to prostrate for the sake of the establishment of the alliance.
"Daughter ... ku .." said King Orgulla, who sat in the chair, speaking to the kings of the Alliance of Kings, as he looked at the door of his royal hall.
"A .. yeah ...!" said Princess Orgulla who could not hold back her tears. His hands held the necklace he was wearing, a necklace his father had given him before a ten-year separation.
The King of Orgulla, in the hall which contained the high-ranking officials of the Alliance of Kings as well as the Kings belonging to the Alliance of Kings, wept for the eighth time. He immediately got out of his chair, running to hug his little daughter.
King Calma who was sitting, immediately stood up from his chair. He who had always been close to the princess, as well as knowing how longing and regretful his best friend, felt a happiness that would never be repeated in his life. His greatest wish, now, has been fulfilled.
The princess ran into her father's arms.
Both cuddle. The princess's face was buried in the father's warm chest. Cry also broke up until the waterfall even lost swift.
"Dad, dad ... dad!" said the Princess whose cries grew louder.
"I'm sorry Dad, Son ....Now, I'm not letting you go again. It won't. You're safe. You're already home. Thank you for fighting all this time. Thank you!" said the King of Orgulla, who kissed his daughter's head.
A warm haru atmosphere broke out within the once famous royal hall of "cold". The king, who used to be colder than an iceberg, is now warmer than a bonfire amid a blizzard. Everyone in the room shed their tears.
"Thank God, Leon .. This opportunity still comes to you" said King Calma to see his friend reuniting with his daughter.
King Erdovarte approached King Calma with a glass of wine. King Calma received the glass and then both toast.
King Orgulla put his chin on his daughter's head, he looked up at the sky and said in his heart, "Thank you, God. Thank you, God. Thank you, God. Honey ... Our daughter survived! Our little daughter has grown up!"
He then looked towards the door of the hall, in the direction where Reynald was standing.
With no voice, he said, "Thank you, Reynald."
Reynald retorted with a slight swoop and closed his eyes.
When happiness and peace pervade the continent of Sievaria, there are some who are not happy. Or, more accurately, many parties. Unexpected success, the impossibility that comes true, the victory that brings eternal glory, certainly makes the envy of many parties, especially.
"How could that little alliance be able to conquer the island!" said a Green-Haired King resentfully hitting his throne arm.
The Kings of the Continent of Sievaria conducted a conference secretly through Lialinson's magic. The Kings joined the conference except for the Kings of the Alliance of Kings.
"Damn it! There must be something wrong here! There's no way .. there's no way they can win that battle!" the Brown-Haired King.
"I understand the reason why you are angry, Your Majesty Sujeira. However, that is the fact," said a Blue-Haired Bowl King.
"Oh, huh? Thank you for that useless information, King Tigela!" the King of Suijeria.
"What do you mean, King Suijeria?!" reply King Tigela.
"True King Tigela said, he is just trying to win you over! So why are you angry?!" snarled a King.
"Shut up! You don't understand how depressed my friend's kingdom is!" another King.
The conference broke out. Everyone shouted out his frustration, emotions, anger. The egoism within each king increased dramatically. Nobody wants to give up. Only directed by anger.
"Please be calm, O Kings," said the Blond Young King.
The Kings looked towards the Young King with angry gazes.
"Don't you remember who first opposed King Orgulla?" keep the Young King.
The speech made the kings think back to the conference held by King Orgulla. They were then reminded of King Sindera, the figure who first opposed the alliance and made the other kings vent emotions at the meeting.
"King Sinde-" said a king who was later interrupted.
"You are the one who opposes, demeans, and reviles the old king, but spills all responsibility upon me? Looking for a black sheep to blame? Hah, what kind of king are you?"
"King Sindera!" snarl the Kings simultaneously.
"We're in the same boat. That fact is indisputable. You're fighting your mouth, blaming each other is useless. What we have to do now is how to keep our names clean before our people, don't we?"
The kings have no objection. They clearly remembered the wrath of their people when they heard that they had not joined the alliance.
"I have a plan. A plan capable of clearing our name, a plan capable of making 'the success' in vain. How's it?"
The offer of King Sindera shocked the kings.
The young king raised his right hand. The Young King who raised his hand made the kings look at each other. They wonder within themselves what they should do. The doubts that exist, making the decision for them to take become longer and longer.
Clear your name and keep your pride, or become a 'villain' from behind the scenes?
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