Chapter 120 – Lucille Is Defeated
Lucille did not like the human way of being a hero.
Of course, since Lucille knew all too well how weak her elves were, her heroic ways her at first made her feel relieved.
However, even though the elves were dying at the hands of Balaam, the demon king, when she saw the warrior watching the situation quietly, Lucille began to think that this was not something.
No, she actually didn’t know that Lucille didn’t like the hero herself.
She had been training for over ten years, but it was only a few months ago that she heard of a hero appearing.
Also, the news that an ordinary young man in a rural village became a hero had spread quite a lot in the kingdom, and most people had expressed doubts about the hero’s skills.
Lucille thought that she would n’t be as weak as her own her, at least as much as the one she called her champion, but when she did, the hero she faced far exceeded her own abilities her.
‘Maybe even Master…’
The confrontation between the lightsaber and the hero ended abruptly, but in Lucille’s eyes her, the hero was never under the lightsaber.
The problem is that he became a hero only for a few months.
Lucille, who had endured bone-crunching training to become stronger, was inevitably repulsed.
Of course, it was the hardships she had gone through in her previous life that made her hero stronger, but that was something Lucille would never know.
Lucille could n’t understand the warrior who became stronger just because she was chosen, and she even felt skeptical about his methods of her.
Besides, Lucille was a pretty quick-witted woman.
Although she had just reached her mid-twenties and had no experience with men, she was not ignorant of the relationship between men and women.
Right now, unless you are an idiot, you cannot know what kind of relationship the hero has with the wizard of the Mage Tower, and the knight named Genoa, and he knows what meaning is hidden even in describing a beastman as a pet.
‘Somebody just trained to die, but a human called a hero!’
Lucille was even more incensed at the thought that the hero had not trained in that short period of time, but she had flirted with all sorts of women.
Lucille’s last string her was cut because of Karen.
For the first time, Lucille felt ashamed on the battlefield because Karen let out her grotesque moans even as she used her magic her.
Just listening to that strange sound made me feel as if I was standing naked, and every time the hero even glanced at himself with smirking eyes.
She had no regrets in her own life, but somehow she felt like a fool herself, and Lucille couldn’t help but be angry with her.
So, maybe it was the natural result of her sudden action.
‘I’m not the Demon King, but I can deal with the Demon King’s sidekick enough.’
Lucille saw Balaam’s fraudulent physical abilities of her, but she thought that if she were she herself, she would be able to match him.
The only thing Balaam could block with his body was spirits or magic-type powers, and the arrows the elven queen shot were devastating the weapon one by one.
In other words, it had excellent resistance to magic and properties, but it meant that attacks with physical power dealt damage properly.
There, Lucille gained the confidence that she could do it herself, and she ambush Balaam while the hero was talking about her with the elven queen.
“Oh, you’re a human girl.”
Balaam stopped Lucille’s ambush and said so while licking his tongue her.
Unlike beastmen whose ears and tail resembled animals, Balaam’s appearance resembled that of a gigantic cow.
Lucille felt an irresistible disgust at the sight of Balaam, who, with her appearance, cast lustful glances at herself.
I didn’t even expect the first attack to go in anyway.
Lucille quickly spun her body around, swinging her sword aiming at her Balaam’s leg her.
A soft white light emanated from Lucille’s sword her, and Balram hurriedly turned her ax to block her sword attack her and aimed at his lower body her.
“That’s quite right, human girl. I liked it, I will definitely make you my concubine.”
“Shut up!”
Lucille began to sow her attacks again towards Balaam, who dared to make him her concubine her.
However, Lucille’s attack was blocked in vain.
Balram blocked her attack her with her relaxed expression her, and at the same time began to tease her mouth her without pause.
“It’s so nice to see your heart shaking!”
“Five! The buttocks are also deliciously ripe.”
“Okay, I’m getting more and more curious about your taste.”
Lucille could n’t focus on her fight her because of her her Balaam her, who uttered all sorts of obscenities while blocking her own attacks her.
No, she was also realizing that her own skills were not up to her and Balaam’s her.
‘Why… ?’
Lucille bit her molars to her chagrin.
It was because she wanted to feel this kind of contempt for the demon king’s subordinates, and she wondered if she had been training like that all along.
Puck.
The moment Lucille lost her mind.
Balaam’s thick, cow-like feet gave her a surprise kick in the stomach.
Unexpectedly attacked by her her, Lucille was pushed behind her as she was and rolled on her floor, and her Balaam her began slowly approaching her with her sly grin.
“If a girl is too arrogant, she will never be liked. You must be moderately tamed.”
Balaam reached out to grab her Lucille’s head as she fell to the floor.
As Lucille looked at Balaam, she felt fear for the first time.
“Until there.”
At that moment, the hero appeared, brandishing a sword at Balaam’s arm as she stretched out her hand towards Lucille.
Feeling that the energy contained in the sword was unusual, Balaam quickly stepped back, and naturally the hero stood in front of Lucille.
Lucille looked at the back of her warrior who stood in her way and she felt her cheeks heat up.
She was Lucille who did not depend on anyone and pursued only her own strength her, but at the time of her crisis, it was inevitable that the figure of her hero who protected her was glorified.
“I let you see the mouth, but won’t you let me see you burn your hand on someone else’s?”
Of course, only until right before the hero opens his mouth.
‘Is it someone else’s? Who am I?’
Lucille looked at the back of the hero with an absurd expression and just frowned.
Of course, unlike that expression, Lucille’s heart her was beating a little faster.
**
“Are you a warrior?”
I burst into laughter as I watched Balram’s face contort.
He was concentrating on Lucille, forgetting that he was in a battle, no, a war with the elves.
It was the first time he had met someone who revealed his female identity among the Demon Lords, so he felt quite strange.
In addition, seeing Lucille, who was arrogantly selfish, being unilaterally beaten, was not a bad taste to watch.
Moreover, even though he was unable to match Balaam, Lucille’s swordsmanship she inherited the progress of that lightsaber.
She was clumsy in many ways, but she was watching the situation because she had some income for me just by observing her swordsmanship in her.
‘But I can’t let a beast dare to touch mine.’
So, the moment Balaam was about to lay his hand on Lucille, I drew my sword.
Of course, if Lucille heard it, she might say what nonsense she was talking about, but for me, who had been eyeing her for a while, it was hard to tolerate even the dirty hands of Balaam touching her body her.
“You interrupt at just the right moment. You must die.”
“You crazy cow. So, did you intend to save me?”
“… Indeed, it is.”
I tilted my head and fixed my sword as I saw Balram replying like that.
There were no normal guys in the Demon King’s army, but Balaam was a very special guy among them.
Outwardly, he has the appearance of a young cow, but his true identity is one of the lords of the Pandemonium like Baal.
However, it was Balaam who showed a simple appearance to the extent that even me, the enemy, felt absurd, wondering if there was a problem with his head as he came out to the continent.
“I have to kill you anyway, so I will eat that bitch after I kill you.”
“Have you tried doing that if you have the ability?”
I responded to Balaam’s words and immediately started swinging my sword at him.
Balaam raised his ax and tried to block my sword, just like he did with Lucille, but I don’t know.
Lucille’s sword and my sword had no choice but to be different in the power they contained in the first place.
Bang!
A deafening sound resounded as if a huge hammer was hitting the wall.
“Kuk.”
The first moan came out of Balaam’s mouth, and I grinned at him.
“Welcome, is this your first time being a hero? Kid.”
With my weapon facing Balaam’s ax, I pressed the secret button Catherine had made.
