I'll kill you after I finish this game!

The three people kneeling did not answer the question immediately.

At this moment, Reinhardt's Valhalla has consumed all the souls of the world and has once again manifested itself in this world with even stronger conviction.

The remaining steps are simply to bounce, overflow, flow out, and then expand infinitely.

Therefore, Reinhardt's current problem can be seen as part of boosting morale before the battle.

They inquired with the three Royal Knights, who led and controlled most of the souls in the Demon City, about the true nature of their deepest desires.

What are they pursuing? What is victory? And...?

"Victory is what shines upon the pinnacle of honor."

This is the Red Knight Elunere's yearning to pursue the light, this is what she considers a victory, a victory she craves.

"Victory is what you see when you look back after you've finished running."

This is what the White Knight Schreiber pursues, abandoning the process. He doesn't think too much about it; he only thinks about it after it's done.

"Victory is what you achieve by exerting all your strength to reach the extreme."

This is the unwavering assertion of the Black Knight Magina: the victory he has always pursued is the thing he strives for to reach the end of his life.

Of course, it's impossible to distinguish right from wrong or superior from inferior in any of their answers.

But if we were to choose something that would resonate more easily with others, it would probably be the values ​​of the Red Knight, Eluneore.

As her logo suggests, she revered victory as sacred.

Reinhardt first looked at the Red Knight Eluneore and chuckled.

"Is it illuminated by the highest echelons of nobility? In other words, by the supreme radiance?"

Reinhardt smiled as he looked at the Red Knight before him, at her face which looked as if it had been burned, and said, "Then, like Icarus? Burned by desire."

"Yes! It is precisely because it is unattainable and untouchable that I yearn for it."

Upon hearing Reinhardt's comments, the Red Knight immediately raised his head to face the Gold Saint and said frankly, "I hope to be constantly burned and scorched by the radiance, and to prove it, turning it into a lifelong honor and pride."

Although Eluneore's appearance is very fierce, it is also clear that she was once a beauty.

But the left half of her face, once that of a beauty, is now charred.

No, strictly speaking, her chest, abdomen, hands, and feet were charred; half of her body was covered in burn marks. That's probably what this refers to.

Beauty and chaos merge together, and even when ravaged by war to the point that it can no longer be called human, it can still achieve a half-human, half-demon state through that so-called 'balance'.

The coexistence of fiery passion and icy calmness also reflects her three-dimensional personality.

However, Reinhardt was intrigued by the answer given by the Red Knight, Eluneore, and said, "But then, if it were the Magisterium Soldier, wouldn't that lead to the conclusion that victory is impossible?"

If one is merely illuminated by supreme radiance, and only pursues and desires because it is unattainable, then wouldn't one never be able to 'win'?

In other words, it is a desire that is destined to yield no result.

“As you said, as someone who is always chasing, I want to pursue what I can never have.” Elunere looked up at Reinhard and answered without hesitation, “For me, victory is longing and arrogance, and I am its faithful believer and slave.”

Yes, the Red Knight's desire is not simply the warmth of skin; what she craves is an incomparably fierce flame.

I only wish to dwell in the scorched glory of myself, to become firewood for it to burn, until eternity.

To use an analogy, if Elunere were to be compared to a Lord of Cinder and Reinhardt to the First Flame, she would gladly ignite for him and burn forever.

"So, the Magister Gunner is in love?"

Suddenly, the White Knight Schreiber smiled and teased in a sarcastic tone.

The Red Knight's expression and eyes immediately changed, but Schreiber didn't stop; instead, he continued to sigh to himself:

"An improper love affair, a love that can't be conveyed, a light that I'm so afraid of that I can't even touch, but I don't want to run away, I just want to be scorched. How cute, Magus Gunner, I really like places like that."

"Ah...sorry, sorry, I've been talking to myself. If I just say it out loud, can't you back down? Then let's use the old trick, that's your... loyalty~~~ I really admire you, Magister Magus."

Although Schreiber was straightforward, he could still discern the underlying pretense in the Red Knight Elunere's claims of victory and desire.

After all, he also has a girlish side. In his eyes, isn't Eluneo Rei just a shy woman who doesn't dare to confess her feelings?

"...you bastard."

Schreiber's words could not be ignored; Elunere's eyebrows began to rise at a dangerous angle, but she had to stop them...

"Lord Schreiber, since you understand women's psychology, then mocking someone else's lifelong desires is an insult. Lord Magus Gunner's desires and thoughts are similar to those of the King of Fire in other worlds, besides Icarus."

Fortunately, Lei Zhe spoke up and stopped the tension from escalating, completely shifting his attention to his relationship.

Elunere couldn't help but look at Reiji, clearly curious about the Fire King he mentioned. Reinhardt raised an eyebrow and said:

"The Fire King, whose desires are similar to those of the Magister Gunner?"

"Indeed, and you have all witnessed that flame. My disciple Matilda's sacred relic is that flame..."

Lei Zhe smiled but didn't explain anything in detail. He simply raised his finger, and a wave of information spread out. Everyone present actively received the wave and then received a message.

The fire was dying down, but the king was nowhere to be seen...

Reinhardt was very interested in that world, and he didn't expect that Matilda's relics had such an impressive origin, after all, he had personally experienced the flames of the other party.

"Hmph, so that flame has such an origin. In a way, the Demon Cannon Soldier's desire is indeed similar to that of the Lord of Cinder—the fierce fire scorching his own body and soul, turning him into firewood to be burned for eternity..."

"..."

Hearing Reinhardt's praise, the Red Knight Elunere lowered her head with great honor, forcibly suppressing her racing heartbeat and the blush rising to her cheeks.

It wasn't that she didn't want to look Reinhardt in the eye, but rather that she couldn't stand Reiji raising his eyebrows at her next to Reinhardt, his eyes seemingly saying something like, 'Not bad assist, right?'

Rezer knew her thoughts very well. He had teased her a lot about how to win over Reinhardt when she was with Kirschner.

The White Knight and the Black Knight also had different expressions.

Schreiber shuddered involuntarily, having experienced the agony of being burned by Matilda's flames before, a pain he absolutely did not want to taste a second time.

I never expected that the other party's relics would also have such an origin. In another world, there are kings who actively pursue the Primordial Flame to burn themselves and become the light of the world.

Although Schreiber rarely offered any respect, the mere thought of the agony he suffered from Matilda's flames, and the Lords of Cinder who actively sought the First Flame, was enough to make him take this matter seriously.

The Black Knight, on the other hand, was interested in the undead and ashes mentioned in the information.

The so-called immortals are people cursed in that world, and they will have black cursed rings appearing on their bodies.

They develop a strong craving for souls, and through repeated deaths, they slowly lose their past memories, turning into living corpses that only seek to attack any life they see.

The reason why immortals are immortal is because they carry a mission.

For those who yearn for death but cannot die, the Black Knight is happy to bestow upon them pity and grant them the ultimate death.

"Now it's Lord Schreiber's turn. Tell me your views on victory."

After Reinhardt finished laughing, he turned his gaze to Schreiber and asked directly:

What does "what do you see when you look back after running" mean?

"Well..."

Schreiber smiled broadly, showing no sign of fear. He simply pondered for a moment and then replied with a smile:

"I think about everything after I've finished doing it."

Do things first and think about them later; this is the life philosophy that gave birth to this ferocious beast.

Whether it's people, things, or events, we don't consider whether they're pleasant or unpleasant, or whether we want them or not.

Rather than trying to understand the current situation, it's better to just do whatever you want.

Wolfgang Schreiber was a machine that operated on this instinct.

Victory or defeat, it's all just a consequence that follows.

"So for me, victory is just a footprint. Looking back, I've only lost twice."

Schreiber looked up at Reinhardt and Reiji in front of him. He admired no one but these two in his life.

Reiji filled in the gaps in his body, making him perfect, while Reinhardt defeated him head-on through sheer skill.

"I lost to Lord Grey the first time, and to Lord Heydrich the second time. Lord Grey didn't need my loyalty and let me live as I pleased, while Lord Heydrich loved everything and always tolerated and forgave my sins. But I didn't want to lose again, so I pledged my loyalty to Lord Heydrich."

"but......"

He continued talking to himself, but his smile made Schreiber, the ferocious beast, hesitate for a moment, and his words paused pleasantly.

Reinhardt noticed what he found amusing, so he chuckled and said directly:

"But the situation is a little different now."

"Yes, this is the first time I've ever done this."

Schreiber immediately smiled and nodded. He didn't kill because of a mistake, but because there was a compelling reason to kill.

This was the first time Schreiber had ever encountered such a phenomenon in his life.

Thinking about his battle with Fujii Ren, Schreiber smiled and sighed, "The order is a little different from usual, which is good, not bad. What kind of footprint will she become? Although it hasn't been trampled yet, my eyes can already see the future. It's great."

She was as excited as a young girl who had just fallen in love.

I don't know if it's my right eye that I lost a long time ago, but it's beating like a heart.

Oh, right, after you win, put the opponent's eyes here.

Although the prosthetic eye Gray gave him was very useful, he also wanted to try using the other person's eye for the first time in his life.

Flesh, bones, and soul were all uprooted and devoured, and they wanted to pay homage to the rising sun of the new world.

Countless viewers felt a chill run down their spines upon hearing Schreiber's words.

He didn't think before he acted, meaning Schreiber didn't kill because of a hobby or liking.

Instead, they kill based on instinct, and after killing, they look back and reflect on their feelings.

This is no longer something that can be described as a monster or a murderer; it is undoubtedly chaos, and a ferocious beast.

“That’s what I consider a victory,” Schreiber said with a smile.

"I see. Then you can continue like this, Qing."

Reinhardt nodded. Schreiber is very pure; he should just keep it that way.

So, the last person left.

His victory was equally simple and straightforward.