Volume 3, Chapter 54 – The End

“Where are you going, General?”

A familiar line.

Just like back then, when the cat-eared girl in front of Grinrui really was nothing more than the most ordinary Half-beast there could be, talking to him.

“Hey, General…”

The girl before him looked at him in puzzlement.

Those brown eyes of hers were, at this very moment, giving off a blood-red glow.

“Monster…”

Fear, terror?

Ever since he became Legendary, Grinrui had never felt something like this again.

But right now, the girl before him was giving Grinrui exactly that kind of feeling.

Cold sweat kept breaking out across his body. In Grinrui’s vision, the girl in front of him was clearly so small and delicate, yet a vast, terrible malice was pouring off of her.

“Mon…ster?”

Hearing Grinrui’s stammered words, the girl shook her head.

“I am not a monster, General… I am not a monster at all~”

“Monster, monster, when… when you were clearly just an ordinary Half-beast!”

“So because I have this kind of power, that makes me a monster?”

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As she said this, Yeluo slowly, slowly walked forward.

One step after another.

And as Yeluo moved forward step by step, Grinrui instinctively stepped back.

Then, the girl suddenly reached out and put her hand on Grinrui’s shoulder.

In that instant, Grinrui realized in horror that the moment her hand landed on his shoulder, he was no longer able to move at all.

“So, General… why are you stepping back?”

Yeluo’s voice was actually very pleasant.

Because she was a catgirl, it gave people a feeling like a cat was speaking, but right now, the girl with such a cute voice gave Grinrui the feeling that every word she spoke was like a demon whispering from the depths of the abyss.

Of course, as a Legendary, Grinrui had not entirely given up the idea of resisting, but in the face of absolute power like this, he could not stir up even the slightest will to resist.

To be precise…

He was afraid.

“Let go of me, Yeluo.”

Although he had vaguely guessed what he was about to face next, Grinrui still tried his best to remain calm.

“I will report that you are not dead. You can keep your position as Half-beast chieftain… This time, I will take the loss…”

“Oh? But General, you do not really seem to understand what kind of position you are in right now~”

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“Yeluo, do not go too far. If I die, your Half-beast race will not meet a good end either.”

There was a sound like something breaking.

To be precise, it was Grinrui’s shoulder being directly crushed in Yeluo’s grip.

“General, it is not as if our Half-beast race is doing all that well right now anyway, is it?”

“You…”

The moment his shoulder shattered, Grinrui felt a piercing pain, but even so, he still gritted his teeth and endured it.

“If not for the protection of us Beastmen, do you Half-beasts think you could have survived until now?”

“So in that case, we should be grateful to you?”

Yeluo’s voice grew somewhat lower.

“Yes, you Beastmen have always, always had that lofty attitude… Yes, you Beastmen took us in back then, and you did help us. I will not deny that.”

“But after more than one hundred thousand years, the debt our Half-beasts owe you Beastmen should be paid off by now, right?”

“And now, you Beastmen talk about protecting us, but all you really do is treat us as tools… Even food is more important in your eyes than we Half-beasts are… Is that not so?”

“…”

Grinrui truly had nothing he could say against these facts.

“Right, right, the favor we owed you has long since been repaid… By the way, General…”

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Letting go, Yeluo opened her blood-red eyes and then smiled.

“Tell me, if a Legendary body could also turn into light points like those of ordinary people, do you think that kind of scene would look especially beautiful?”

“Do you know what the consequences of this will be, Yeluo? Do you know how many of your Half-beast race will die because of you?”

“But so what?”

Hearing Grinrui’s words, Yeluo once more placed her hand on Grinrui’s body.

At the same time, one crack after another began to spread across Grinrui’s body, starting from where the girl’s hand touched him and extending outward.

“General, those are matters for after you are dead. From now on, the fate of us Half-beasts… will be in our own hands…”

In Grinrui’s eyes, the girl showed a smile like that of a demon.

Right after that, Grinrui’s consciousness sank into darkness.

From Yeluo’s perspective, as the cracks across Grinrui’s body multiplied, his body then began to shatter piece by piece, and each shattered part turned into glowing “little light points” that shone with a red light.

For the current Yeluo, the power she possessed was actually enough to kill Grinrui thousands upon thousands of times, but in reality, Yeluo did not do anything like that.

After killing Grinrui, Yeluo truly “ground his bones to dust and scattered his ashes.”

Even now, those Beastman soldiers who had gone mad with killing in the Kingdom’s camp still had no idea that their General, Grinrui, was already dead.

After killing Grinrui, Yeluo turned her gaze toward the chaotic battlefield.

“Beastmen… all must die.”

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After quietly murmuring this line, Yeluo’s figure vanished from where she stood.

In the next instant, on that chaotic battlefield, a ghostly figure suddenly appeared in everyone’s vision.

Whenever that figure appeared, it meant that all Beastmen present would die, and in the span of a single breath from the moment it appeared to when it vanished, those Beastmen who had been wearing bloodthirsty expressions just a moment ago turned into one light point after another, then were blown away by the wind and finally slowly disappeared into the world.

More than ten minutes later…

The Kingdom soldiers, who still had not managed to form any effective resistance until now, suddenly realized that there was not a single Beastman to be seen anywhere around them.

At the same time, Fisiel, who had rushed back from Eden, finally arrived late.

Before she even got there, when she saw from a distance that the camp had practically turned into a field of ruins, Fisiel’s face turned pale.

After she reached the camp, the scene that entered Fisiel’s eyes was even more tragic and unbearable.

“Captain…”

Noticing Fisiel’s figure, the few remaining Knights of the Round Table supported one another as they came to greet her.

“Gawain…”

Seeing that every Knight of the Round Table was wounded and that among them she could only see Gawain, Fisiel felt her heart tighten.

“Where are Lancelot and the others?”

In the face of Fisiel’s question, all of the Paladins chose to remain silent.