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Not All Heroes From Earth Are Bad-Chapter 107
As the dust settled, the black figure’s identity began to reveal itself.
Tall in stature with pale white skin, and her black hair that reached down to her waist swayed with a glossy sheen.
Her alluring figure was visible through the black see-through dress that seemed out of place on the battlefield.
A woman possessing enough charm to entrance any man.
There was one flaw about her, and that was her face.
More precisely, she had no face.
Where eyes, nose, and mouth should have been, there was only an enormous pair of lips filling the space.
“Could it be… A Gourmand?”
Said Rohan Harris, the hero of the Agros Kingdom.
“Without a doubt. Though I’ve never seen one, it matches the appearance described in the records.”
Responded Olivian Rolen, the hero of the Domis Kingdom.
“We must flee. Even with three heroes gathered, we cannot defeat a Corps Commander.”
“I agree. Let’s retreat.”
At that moment, a man scoffed.
It was Jack Holward, the hero of the Drason Empire.
“This is ridiculous. After all the effort we put into this operation, you want to run away? I’m embarrassed that you’re even called heroes like myself.”
“Lord Jack. This is no time for recklessness. Haven’t you heard the stories about the Gourmand?”
“Yes. I’ve heard and read plenty. In history books that might as well be fiction.”
Jack Holward’s voice was full of mockery.
“To flee before even fighting, just because of such absurd stories. It’s so pathetic it’s giving me a headache.”
“This isn’t the time for…”
“Leave him be.”
Olivian stopped Rohan.
“Let that fool do as he pleases.”
“We cannot lose a hero of humanity like this!”
Leaving the two bickering heroes behind, Jack Holward turned around.
“No need. I’ll handle this alone, so just watch.”
Jack Holward clicked his tongue.
He felt that if he continued talking with these cowards, he’d lose his strength before even fighting.
‘Tsk, to think such people are called heroes. How absurd. I suppose small kingdoms will always be small kingdoms.’
Jack Holward comes from the Drason Empire, the only nation on the continent that stands shoulder-to-shoulder with the Holy Empire.
If it weren’t for the Emperor’s orders, he would never have moved together with heroes from mere small kingdoms.
He shifted his gaze to look at Hemis.
She still had her back turned, seemingly in conversation with the crocodile-head Grat.
‘A Gourmand. According to the records, they’re certainly untouchable monsters. But is that really true?’
Jack had also seen records about Gourmands.
Several things came to mind immediately.
They had fought alone against legends of their time and numerous heroes.
They had wiped out armies of tens of thousands in an instant.
There were many other stories, but they were all of a similar nature.
All of them were unbelievable, absurd tales.
Looking at these, Jack Holward thought,
‘They’re just lies from losers.’
The previous generation had lost to the Gourmand.
They must have deified the Gourmand and exaggerated their power to justify their own defeat.
‘But I, Jack Holward, am different. I am a true hero who inherited the secret techniques of legend!’
Flames began to rise from Jack’s sword.
Jack was the inheritor of the secret techniques of Elise Cendra, a legend of the Drason Empire.
Elise Cendra was one of the strongest figures in the Drason Empire’s 800-year history.
Though she suddenly disappeared one day and no one knows her final fate.
Jack had happened to obtain a sword manual containing Elise Cendra’s secret techniques.
In just 5 years from then.
Jack, who had been merely the captain of a rural knight order, came to be called a hero of the Drason Empire.
‘I’ll end this in one strike with the supreme swordsmanship of the secret techniques.’
The flames that spread from his sword had now engulfed his entire body.
His body becomes even faster.
Whoosh!
Jack appeared like a massive fireball.
He finally reached behind Hemis, moving as fast as light.
Even at this moment, Hemis didn’t turn around.
She appeared to be focused solely on her conversation with Grat.
Jack ground his teeth at such arrogance.
“Die!”
A massive flame was swung.
Elise Cendra’s Secret Sword Technique Ultimate Art – Burning Flame Conflagration.
The ultimate technique is recorded in the final page of Elise Cendra’s sword manual.
Though he could only imitate it, not yet having perfect control, its power was undoubtedly supreme.
Whoosh!
The flames screamed.
As if they couldn’t bear their own heat.
Above all, the burning soul of the flames engulfed Hemis.
Whoosh!
Hemis burst into flames.
Both demons and humans quickly retreated, unable to withstand even the heat spreading to the surroundings.
Jack smiled while catching his breath.
“This is the price for your arrogance!”
He put more strength into the hand holding the sword.
He intended to cleave the Gourmand in two.
“Ugh…!”
Jack’s face turned red.
For some reason, his sword wouldn’t budge an inch.
Then a voice was heard from within the flames.
“Ah, I was wondering where I’d seen this before. Was it 300 years ago? There was a woman who came alone, saying she would kill me.”
At that moment, the flames that had seemed capable of burning everything vanished like a lie.
What was revealed was Hemis’s pale white fingers.
She was holding Jack’s sword between her thumb and index finger.
“That’s right. This was the technique that woman used. My, my, as I get older, it becomes harder to remember everything.”
Jack’s pupils dilated.
‘Elise Cendra was killed by a Gourmand?’
The legendary Elise Cendra, whom he thought had merely withdrawn from the world and disappeared.
To think she had actually been killed by a Gourmand.
“But you know…”
Hemis moved her fingers with a smirk.
Then Jack’s body was dragged helplessly.
Even when he tried to resist with all his might until his arms would fall off, he couldn’t even put up a fight.
The difference in physical strength was overwhelming.
‘Fingers? You’re toying with me using just fingers?’
A delicate, snow-white hand.
To be swinging his body around with just the thumb and index finger of those fingertips.
It was unbelievable even seeing it with his own eyes.
“I remember that woman back then had quite a refreshing taste, but you’re not even close.”
Hemis’s lips stretched horizontally into a wide grin.
“You can’t even imitate it properly. No, you’ve turned a decent technique into complete garbage.”
Jack’s eyes trembled uncontrollably.
His expression was so distorted it looked grotesque.
‘Me, Jack Holward, can’t even imitate it!?’
To think that he, called a hero of the Empire, couldn’t even imitate the arcane swordsmanship.
He couldn’t get his bearings from the successive shocks.
“It’s quite pitiful to think that such garbage walks around with pride, calling himself a hero.”
Hemis clicked her tongue and said.
Jack dropped his sword right there.
‘Something’s wrong… This can’t be happening. This can’t be happening…!’
As he frantically shifted his gaze around, he suddenly smiled.
“Now I understand!”
“Understand what?”
“This was a dream! I’m having a nightmare! Hahaha!”
Jack Holward’s eyes completely rolled back, and he started laughing like a madman.
His spit flew onto Hemis as he laughed loudly right in front of her.
“It’s a dream! A dream! This can’t be reality, right? Or is it illusion magic? Anyway, impressive. It’s so realistic. But it’s useless. I’ve figured out all your evil tricks! Now I’ll break out of this fantasy world and split your head open! Kuhahaha!”
The deranged Jack kept rambling without pause.
Watching this, Hemis raised her hand.
“What nonsense is this idiot spouting.”
Hemis’s fingers elongated and pierced Jack’s throat in an instant.
“Kuk, kuruk, kuruk…!”
Bloody foam flowed from Jack’s mouth.
Hemis grabbed Jack’s head with her other hand and ripped it right off.
Thud.
The hero of the Drason Empire.
Jack Holward’s head falls to the ground.
Hemis crushed the head under her shoe until it burst.
“I might get sick if I ate something like that. It would be terrible if I caught something like rabies, right?”
There was no one to answer.
Hemis didn’t seem to expect an answer anyway as she casually walked on.
“Well then, shall we clean up the rest?”
Her red lips stretched into a grin that reached her ears.
The battlefield she had waited 100 years for excited her.
***
When Hemis first appeared.
The 8th Division Commander Grat thought.
Why was Hemis here?
Hemis had orders from the Demon King not to appear on the battlefield.
She had been confined in the Black Giant Star for over 100 years because of that order.
But soon Grat changed his mind.
‘At least we will survive.’
Hemis is a Corps Commander.
Though he had never actually seen her in battle, she must be strong.
With her, they could surely handle the heroes of the Allied Nations.
“Grat~ Our dear Grat. Were you running away again? How unsightly. Ohohoho!”
Even when Hemis said words that grated on his nerves, he bowed his head without responding.
Anything was fine as long as he could preserve his life.
At that moment, the Empire’s hero moved.
‘That guy is… Jack Holward!’
He was a man Grat knew.
Jack Holward, hero of the Drason Empire.
A rising hero who suddenly appeared like a comet a few years ago.
His power was strong enough even for Grat to acknowledge.
Though Grat was confident he wouldn’t lose in one-on-one fights against most heroes, he avoided fighting Jack Holward.
That’s how dangerous the flames he used were.
“Da, Dangerous!”
Grat shouted as he saw the approaching figure.
But Hemis just smirked without even looking back.
“Dangerous?”
At the same time, Jack’s flames engulfed Hemis.
Whoosh!
Grat despaired as he watched Hemis burn.
“Damn it!”
This technique was something even he had never seen before.
It had more power than any technique Jack Holward had ever used.
Taking a direct hit like that would make it difficult to survive.
Even if it was Hemis, she would surely sustain fatal injuries.
‘Stupid woman! There’s a limit to being arrogant! Taking an attack completely defenseless!?’
There’s a limit to being confident.
This was going too far.
If Hemis falls here, he’s finished too.
Just as Grat was contemplating whether to flee again.
Swoosh!
The flames disappeared.
What appeared was Hemis, looking exactly the same as before.
Even the dress she was wearing hadn’t burned.
Thud.
Soon after, Jack Holward’s head was torn off.
And Hemis began to move in earnest.
“Aaagh! Save me!”
“Mo, Monster! We’re all going to die!”
“Gu, guh! Don’t leave me. Please…!”
Pandemonium. A scene from hell unfolded.
Hemis single-handedly swept through the human army.
Sometimes Demon King’s Armies got caught up in it, but she didn’t care.
Rumble!
Every time she swung her hand, the earth turned over.
Crack!
The world split apart.
“What is this…”
An overwhelming difference.
The gap between their existences was too great.
Even for a Corps Commander, for there to be such a difference.
Grat, seeing Hemis fight for the first time, couldn’t believe what he was watching.
‘So those stories weren’t lies after all…’
He had heard stories about Hemis’s achievements.
She conquered a castle single-handedly.
She killed legends who challenged her.
She brought down nations.
Unbelievable stories that came from distant battlefronts.
He thought they were all exaggerations meant to praise the Corps Commander’s achievements.
“The legends… Were true…”
While Grat stood there dazed.
Hemis had already finished cleaning up the battlefield.
Many humans were still fleeing, but she didn’t seem interested in chasing them down to kill them.
“Hmm~ That feels refreshing.”
Hemis stretched.
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Her upturned lips suggested she was quite satisfied.
What was more chilling was her pristine appearance, without a single drop of blood on her.
“Grat.”
Hemis approaches.
Grat gulped.
“We need to finish our earlier conversation, don’t we?”
“What…?”
“Don’t pretend you don’t know.”
Hemis smirked.
Her snow-white finger poked Grat’s chest.
“Reidrun and Choi Hyun-seok. You sold them out, didn’t you?”
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