Why I Quit Being the Demon King

Why I Quit Being the Demon King Chapter 192

44. A young lion dreams (2)

Regin lowered his head.

I gritted my teeth so that the cardinal wouldn’t notice.

It’s because of my brother.

He ruined everything.

If he hadn’t joined hands with the devil… I wouldn’t have had to bow my head to this guy.

If Zeke had survived as the warrior who defeated the Demon King, the Holly Bitch family

would have built the greatest power on the continent. A family that even the Holy Emperor cannot ignore, let alone a cardinal!

But…

Regin van Holywitsch was at best an orphan.

The power they have is just a patchwork obtained from various places.

Although Leo Paladin was the captain of the Zodiac Knights, he was more of a puppet for Cadenza and Oridon.

Regin was not included in either the Sung Hwang faction or the Le Sule faction.

It wasn’t about staying centered with faith. Rather, he was busy groveling to both sides.

There were no colleagues whom I could truly trust.

there’s nothing.

No….

just one. There is something that can be reached.

Queen April and the tiny fire of life growing inside her belly.

When I thought of them, my heart calmed down a little.

Le Schillet sent someone to

fetch Holly Spindle’s woman.

Holly’s name couldn’t be used because she wasn’t of royal descent, but she was also pureblood.

He was around 20 years old and quite tall.

Regin was about 178 centimeters tall, but there wasn’t much difference in eye level with her.

He also had thick eyebrows and pointed cheekbones.

It wasn’t to the point of being ugly, but her appearance was unique enough to be considered beautiful.

The name is Harilde Harilde Pan Spindle

.

After a few words of introduction, Le Sule left the place.

Only young men and women remained in the barracks.

Before the awkwardness subsided, Harilde opened her mouth.

“Is it okay if I call you Regin? “Rumors say he’s a scary person, but I’m glad he’s not.”

Regin avoided Harilde’s gaze.

“Are you sure you have no experience?”

“What do you mean?”

“A woman’s body. Well… you said Regin comes from a family of fallen warriors, right?

“You probably haven’t learned most of the virtues you need to learn as a warrior.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Let me lead. “I have been learning from my tutor for a long time what men and women should do on their first night together.”

“Do you have no shame?”

“shame? What do you mean?”

“You and I met for the first time today. “I can’t believe we’re talking about the night’s events in just an hour.”

Harilde burst out laughing.

“Fuhuhuhu.”

“Why are you smiling?”

“You’re so naive. Would you say it has an unspoilt charm?”

“Don’t treat me like a child.”

“The Regin warrior is a racehorse.”

“That’s unpleasant.”

“Or what do you think? Do you really think of him as a hero who protects humans? “A warrior is just a racehorse that has been repeatedly bred for 100 years to improve its bloodline.”

“That’s disgusting.”

“Although we, the Holly Spindle family, are Class A, we are one of the monarchs belonging to the Erion Federation. “Even a brave warrior like you

can carry the king’s power if he receives the favor of our family.”

“Didn’t you hear me? “I despise you!”

“does not matter. What I need is not your love, but a child. How about this? “Do you have the courage to refuse His Majesty Cardinal Le Sulet’s orders?”

Hirilde quenched her thirst with the water in front of her.

“We are racehorses. They devoted themselves to pure blood for a century and raised their descendants to prosper. Some are abandoned and some die

and disappear, preserving their blood. Warrior? A saint? “If you inherit Holly’s last name, it may be worth it, but if you don’t carry on the family line like I did, you will be relegated to being a collateral descendant.”

She approached Regin.

She took his hand and placed it on her breast.

“It is said that men feel thirsty on the battlefield. “What about you?”

Regin’s hand stroked over his slightly firm chest.

Regin tried to pull his hand away. But

Harilde pressed his hand firmly.

The small lump at the end of my chest responded to stimulation.

“Don’t turn your eyes away from Regin’s desires. That’s enough for you. I won’t ask you to take responsibility as a father. My family is rich, so there are a lot of people to raise children. Just let me have a child who will bear the Holly Bitch surname.”

father.

With that one word, Regin suddenly came to his senses.

I forcefully shook off her hand.

“stop!”

Then he took rough steps out of the barracks.

“coward.”

Halilde flicked her tongue and sat down on Regin’s bed.

The heat in my chest where his fingertips touched does not subside easily. I slowly traced myself with my hands and went deeper and deeper.

When Regin went out of the barracks, he saw a commotion breaking out in the distance.

Dust rose sharply and loud shouts rang out from all over.

Regin mounted his horse.

I wanted to shake off the bad feeling by moving my body.

I left the military camp and rode my horse with all my might.

A racehorse?

A warrior is a racehorse! Where in the world can you find such an unpleasant analogy?

However, as the wind cooled my forehead, a bitter, self-deprecating smile escaped me.

That is correct.

The rulers of this world are not warriors.

The warrior protects the country from the devil and the fearsome external enemies, but all they get is a title.

Pensions are paid differentially according to grade.

In order to get a higher grade, you need the protection of power. Or become powerful yourself.

The Holly Beach family has been ranked low for several decades.

Until recently, it was impossible to get out of subcontracting.

The amount of money spent to gain the prestige of being from a family of warriors was not small.

You must complete higher education by age 18.

While ordinary children begin to help with farm work around the age of 10, most children from warrior families attend school.

Public education was free, but private education after school was not.

If you spend an astronomical amount of money to complete higher education and receive a low grade, you are bankrupt.

As this happened again and again,

the door of Holly Bich House collapsed all the way to the floor.

It is not to save the world.

The warriors struggled to receive a high grade.

And it was the church power called Seonghwangcheong that granted that grade.

Harilde is right.

Even though it is a small country within the Erion Federation, it probably has several castles like Zoryx Castle.

Even if only one of them can be obtained, the Hollybitch family will be at ease for generations.

If you use that money as a weapon

to give birth and educate your children, you can establish yourself as a prestigious family.

Just mixing with her for a few nights will complete the prestigious family that several generations of ancestors have worked so hard to acquire.

It’s also natural to laugh at yourself for refusing.

The dust got closer.

The carriage was attacked.

There were hundreds of soldiers and dozens of knights around, but they seemed to be having difficulty dealing with the enemy.

At that time, I saw a woman standing on a carriage.

She was cheering for her allies by raising her pure white staff.

If it weren’t for the holy power she gave off, this small army would have been destroyed long ago.

Regin drew his sword.

The holy sword Regulus emitted a sharp flash of light.

The one that attacked the carriage was a saber tiger with long fangs.

There were not one, but five.

With a body length of well over 5 meters, its movements were as quick as lightning.

Hundreds of bodies were torn to pieces and strewn around.

The unit was dispatched by a nearby military unit after discovering the trouble with the carriage, but it was instantly annihilated.

Only a warrior could deal with those monsters. However, no one except Regin wanted to get involved in this fight.

Soon we had to go to war with the demons.

For the warrior, the war against the demons

was a great festival. The amount of merit achieved there was the scale of the family’s rating.

I couldn’t let my condition drop ahead of that war.

One demon was worth more than cutting down a thousand mugwort monsters.

It’s not just the warriors.

Even famous knights were reluctant to come forward.

In the end, the only ones dealing with those monsters were slave spearmen and commoner mercenaries.

Dying and dying again.

Regin cut down a saber tiger

.

The holy sword Regulus, whose blade was overlaid with an aura, seemed to have nothing it couldn’t cut.

The blade of light extended several meters and decapitated the monster in an instant.

It seemed that the saintess had also noticed Regin’s appearance.

The direction of the magic was towards Regin. It increased my strength and made my body lighter.

All of his abilities, from his physical strength to his aura power, were beyond the wall, to the point where he felt like he wasn’t himself.

Meanwhile, the Sabel Tigers also began to show caution at Regin’s appearance.

The main target changed from the carriage to Regin, and the remaining four soared into the sky at once.

It was truly a lightning-fast move. I expected it to attack me, but it wasn’t easy to respond.

Regin jumped off his horse and took out his shield.

The shield, named Algieva, imitated the shape of a lion’s mane.

I blocked the monster’s claws with my shield. Even though it was a shield made of special metal and the flesh of a monster,

it had long scratches.

Regin fought his way through several monsters and swung his fearless sword.

The monster’s blood splattered and soaked his clothes.

However, even the smell of blood did not raise an eyebrow.

Although it was a scary monster that unilaterally hunted hundreds of soldiers and knights, Regin was a formidable opponent.

Moreover, the sacred magic spewed out by Saint Lexia, who holds the Rodemwood Staff of Destruction,

increased the abilities of the warrior Regin several times.

Regin’s aura shone brightly. And as if they were a shadow of that light, a dark death was cast over the Sabel Tigers.

He thrust his sword into the last monster’s neck.

Regin exhaled harshly.

The light falls and the scars on the skin disappear.

I slowly approached the carriage. As I got down to the driver’s seat, I made eye contact with the woman.

“You are Regin.”

“I can tell at a glance. “You look a lot like your brother.”

“Don’t talk about him!”

“You hate your brother.”

“Who would like it? “Like the Black Hero.”

“I like it. “I like it… but it’s hard.”

Regin couldn’t bear to get angry.

While I was hesitating what to say, Lexia smiled and held out her hand.

“It’s like the first time I’ve met and talked to you in person like this, all grown up. “I saw it a few times when I was much younger.”

“Don’t treat me like a child.”

“Who would treat Leo Paladin like a child?”

“That kind of tone…

At the end of the battle, several warriors drove horses and approached the carriage.

A man got off his pure white war horse and greeted Lexia.

“Not Miss Lexia of Holyoke!”

“It’s Mr. Sparky from Holy Cedar.”

“I can’t be this happy! I heard the rumor. “You will be the main maid of this battle.”

“I got an oracle.”

“her! “How can God favor Joryx Castle?”

Lexia laughed.

“Don’t you feel at ease if you think of it as our Kingdom of Gelon?”

“As expected, you are wise.”

Sparky Pan Holyseeder was a fourth-generation warrior of the Holyseeder family.

The Holy Seeders

are a D-class warrior family located in the capital city of Poms in the Kingdom of Gelon, to which Zoryx belongs.

Moreover, because his title was Marquis, there was no family in the northeastern part of the Jose Continent that could compete with him.

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