A mace sent by God to punish evil.
A valiant blue lion of the Sacred Light-wielding Expedition.
He is the number one light of the Holy Empire, the most prestigious and honorable knight in the empire...
There are a lot of things to say, but in one word, it was just a rough exorcist.
A top-tier Knight of Light to eliminate only the
He wasn't an ordinary demon lord either.
Since the beginning of the history of handover, a being painstakingly created by the gods to annihilate only the "Skeleton King", which is called the worst and the lowest.
From the god of beauty, to the god of the strongest battle, to the nameless god, all kinds of gods were made together.
So what happened?
Somehow.
Even the demon tribes were swayed by the god-given celestial beauty. The Demon camp was devastated by the Saint's overwhelming fighting skills.
People naturally thought that with a march like that Dynasty, the Skeleton King would soon be destroyed.
But who is the Skeleton King.
- Heh, they like to put their work in useless places.
The Skeleton King relentlessly seized the Knight of Light sent by the gods and hung it before the people.
I'm a kid, so I'm not motivated, so I beat him up generously and send him back... Creeping antlers!
-My mission is to kill the Demon King!
Self-destructed!
'These crazy things!'
Even if they were crazy, they would go crazy, but the saints were the ones who would do whatever it took to kill the Skeleton King.
Even his life force was at the level of a cockroach under the protection of the gods, and the power that was originally strong became stronger with each passing generation.
Thanks to this, when he bumped into the 81st generation saint he last met, honestly, even the Skeleton King felt threatened with death.
So he did his best to thoroughly destroy the saint and those associated with it.
So that I would never think of getting up again.
I trampled on the Demon King so that I couldn't even dream of it.
I'm sure it was... Sure.
'Such a crazy, saint family?!'
At the mention of being a descendant of the Saint Lady family, the Skeleton King wrapped his head around it.
No, of course, if it comes to the blood of a saint, it's the highest bloodline. In terms of ability, he is the best body that could not ask for more.
He was strong and good enough to take revenge on the gods. On the contrary, it is impossible without this bloodline.
If there's a problem, it's the only one.
At the same time, he could see why the paladins of Eshua had their eyes changed when the name of the Skull King was mentioned.
"Eshua is a proud family that has dealt with the main enemies of the gods for generations and is the only one that produces saints."
"You have been living for generations only for the destruction of the Skull King."
The Skeleton King closed his eyes.
Damn it, I never asked for a saint's last name!
But why didn't he notice?
If the saint belonged to a certain family, there was no way she wouldn't have noticed...
"She was the one who concealed all the information from the people of the Hangye family, lest the Demon King reach her. Even his clothes were thoroughly concealed."
"He was so for the people of the family..."
No, I have to reveal that!
If you don't reveal it, you have such a good victim! Holy!
"Even the Skull King was a naughty bastard who didn't fight the Demon King subject, just ran away and threw you into a maze or something."
"I'm sure he didn't deal with them on purpose, and he must have saved them and sent them back."
"Yes, that's right. As an uninhabited person, I knew better than anyone that destroying my pride as a knight was more painful than dying. He's like the head of a cunning demon tribe."
The Skeleton King grabbed the back of his neck again with his rattle.
No, it's just that I don't want to see myself self-destruct!
I don't want to say that when I see flesh frying.
And if you're alive, you're a tall man, and you're sitting there sounding like you're being proud.
'You barbarians who don't even blink.'
Why do you think you use magic?
In the first place, I was more confident in using my head than using my body, but it was also because I didn't want to see a corpse.
Because of what happened in the past, blood and corpses were physiologically disgusting. The loss of my parents was the trigger.
But with magic, even bones could be reduced to dust in an instant.
So why not use magic to dispose of the saint?
If only it was possible, I would!
The saint's magical defense, imbued with divine power, has been unimaginable for generations.
To kill, he had to be completely incapacitated and then directly blow a branch or extract his heart.
He was such a dragon bone that no one but himself could hurt her.
And for nothing, she was not trying to destroy existence alive.
Killing the saint was to the Skull King's detriment.
From the gods' point of view, the number could not be increased haphazardly, since making and maintaining saints itself consumed a lot of divine power.
If he increased it, he would have to recover his power, so that there would be no great trouble in the God Realm.
As such, if the Skeleton King killed the saint, he would be grateful and send the next generation away. This time, I've even finished the upgrade.
In short, keeping the saint alive is the way to consume the power of the gods.
So I deliberately ignored the idea of fighting, and threw them into a place like a desert island to wander until I died, but ...
"All the saints have been outraged. If you're not going to fight, kill them, or if you're a demon king, take them as slaves like a demon lord! And I did."
! Take a gore and use it for something!
Soon, the emperor said with a serious expression.
"Yes, I understand your anger at the Skeleton King. If it weren't for that wicked skeleton king, the Eshua family wouldn't have been destroyed."
Shut up, Donjul!
If you hadn't knocked her down, I'd have searched!
Anyway, I thought I knew now.
'Why are you treating me weakly, and your reputation has fallen even with the legitimacy and strength that you can't deal with me.'
It wasn't difficult.
The significance of the saint's existence was the annihilation of the Skeleton King. However, for hundreds of years, it has not succeeded in subjugating even once.
How would a saint who failed to fulfill her mission have been treated in the Holy Empire for hundreds of years?
And considering the character of the previous popes, it was not strange to treat the House of Eshua and the saint as a disgrace to the Holy Empire.
If they were the ones he knew, they were.
'But what, it's okay.'
Is the saint an ancestor?
What's wrong with that?
Even if the saint was an ancestor, the Skeleton King was very good.
It had to be.
'I intended to degrade the gods, but I never killed a saint....'
"There are only ten saints who starved and starved in the labyrinth because of the Skeleton King."
... Miss, I forgot to release you.
"I'd rather be a maze. Five people died of vases."
... No, some!
Why are all the strongest knights a little bit like that! Rummaging!
Not as much as the Pope, but is there all these embarrassing cases of having to eat a pot of rice with a bad guy a long time ago?
Still, it was fine, actually.
Even if he was a villain, he only fought because of his position as a demon king and god's agent.
The word crippled was more appropriate for the pope, and for the saint, the words hatred and love-hate were more appropriate.
Maybe if it wasn't for fate, it would have been a good fit?
So, as the Skeleton King, he only had to see one.
The last saint I saw was the 81st saint.
Melissa, the only woman who could use the power of the Divine Dragon, the strongest saint whose life was threatened even by the Skeleton King.
She was the saint who bumped into her the most and had the longest stanza.
'But I saw him at least 50 years ago.'
We haven't confirmed when it will be. But if you add her age at the time with the time she was sealed, at least ...
"It's been 150 years since the Skeleton King was sealed. In the meantime, as the power of the demon tribes has increased, the Saint is an important opportunity for the Holy Empire to grow in power again. He's also precious to the imperial family."
Okay, 200 years in total!
Melissa, you're already dead.
If you're alive, you're already a zombie.
"After all, there are no saints in Eshua now. I gave birth to that child and went missing with my wife."
That's right, right!
There are no saints in the family!
She gave birth to me and went missing!
Then I can eat this family more easily... No, not this, wait a minute.
It's my parents who are missing right now!
The Skeleton King looked troubled.
Only then did he realize why he had been neglected.
'Now that I see it, you're an orphan, so it's late to come looking for me?'
No, it was good.
His abilities were good, his family was good, and he was a royal spoon among diamond spoons.
Everything is good.
It was a bit of a stretch for the infant to not have a guardian, but it was okay.
If it was a child of an aristocratic family, it would usually have a nanny, and it was easier for the user to move than the clumsy flesh-and-blood relationship.
If there's a problem, it's that you need a strong ally to protect you from the Pope...
"Even if you don't have a child's parents, you still have a mother. From the pope, from the demon king, the child can be fully guarded by Eshua both externally and internally."
Yes, instead of a saint, there is a gamo.
Then it didn't matter.
It didn't matter who it was, as long as the Pope could keep it in check...
"But didn't Lord Melissa go to subdue the Skeleton King's men now? I think it's going to take a while to get back."
Yes, Melissa is going to subdue my men....
No, wait.
Who?
Balm?
"She was the last saint to fight the Skull King, and she was the strongest saint. Nor is he willing to waste too much time on something of that magnitude. She's looking forward to her grandchildren."
After learning Gamo's identity, the Skeleton King almost vomited blood for a moment.
No, Melissa!
Why aren't you still dead and alive!
'If you're human, go back to nature conscientiously, please!'
It wasn't something the Skeleton King, who had been turned into a kid after being hundreds of years old, was going to talk about, but it wasn't the main thing.
'Damn, if you get caught, it's instant holy fire.'
As the Skeleton King's face rotted, the Emperor said with a twinkle in his eye.
"So what about this? The imperial family will take care of you until the culprit who harmed your parents is outlined. Wouldn't that be the case to complete the family's work with peace of mind for Melissa?"
Then all the knights of Eshua were all grim-faced.
It was natural to take it to mean that he didn't trust Eshua's knights.
Reading the reaction, the emperor said with a laugh.
"I don't mean to disparage Eshua's article. Let's do what we can do better for each other for a common goal."
A common goal.
That was referring to the Pope and the Holy See.
Eshua would hate the Holy See for treating them like a vulgar person, and the imperial family would want to keep the pope's forces under their control.
The Eshua family, far from politics, meant to do as they were doing: defending the borders and doing exorcism.
That would be mutually beneficial.
"The imperial family will be able to give this child a lot. After all, isn't Eshua a family that produces saints? Why not leave the boy to the imperial family? I think this is more specialized in raising a boy."
Then they bit their lips hard and lowered their heads.
"Your Majesty. I beg of you, but please allow me to speak."
"What is it?"
"Certainly, the knights of Eshua have a saintly escort whose main mission is to remove them, but before that, the exorcist knights specialize in removing demons. It's also a unit fighting on the front lines of the empire where horses occur."
The eyes of Eshua's knights shone serenely.
"When it comes to exorcism, isn't Eshua the most unmatched place in the Holy Empire? As the frontline sword that protects the empire, I am confident that I can protect you and give the boy what he needs most."
The emperor was intrigued by the wide eyes of the warlord.
"What a boy needs most."
The uncle smiled confidently, as if the knights were right.
"All Your Majesty can give him is silk, a castle, a gold bar, and land. Of course, the goods are good. But Eshua can give you something precious that can't be exchanged for that kind of money. An honor and a spirit of challenge that cannot be exchanged for life. And an indomitable spirit...."
But that was then.
What he saw, his uncle looked puzzled.
The Skeleton King who had escaped from the cradle was crawling on the Emperor.
The astonished knights alternated between the cradle and the child.
"Do, sir?"
He wondered how he escaped from the cradle, but the place where the Skeleton King was headed!
Whoops!
The small hand of the Skeleton King, which crawled in front of the emperor, caught the emperor off his ankles.
Soon, the emperor was overjoyed to see the Skeleton King patting his legs and asking him to hug him.
"Oh! Yes, come to us!"
"Sir?!"
The knights of Eshua were frightened and tried to capture the Skeleton King.
As if he shouldn't go in the current situation, as if he was told to come here, he couldn't help but utter his mouth and only waved his hand in the air anxiously.
"Dao, this way, this way! Peekaboo!"
A small voice tried to draw attention, but the Skeleton King in the Emperor's arms turned his head in a natural way.
yes, you don't need it.
Just want to be an imperial honoree, peekaboo.
"Doe, sir! Come on!"
I hate it, these guys.
Is it an army?
The bastards, honor and indomitable spirit of defiance freeze to death.
The Skeleton King, who was hugged tightly by the emperor, didn't even pretend to listen.