Fighting you is like being in jail.

Kneeling on the ground, Leng Chang roared, a defiant howl:

"Are you kidding me?! Are you kidding me?! Are you kidding me?!"

"I... Demon King, how could I fall here! How could I fall here!"

"Even if I'm shattered to pieces, even if I face certain death, I will open the door to a new world for my world!"

"Haaaaaaaaahhhhhh!"

He tried with all his might to stand up, his legs trembling, it was incredibly difficult and heavy, and blood dripped from his body like lava onto the ground, but he still managed to stand up.

Despite his body being eroded by the poison of magic, he still managed to stand up.

"I bear the hopes of the entire world on my shoulders! I will never fall at this moment!"

"Fearless, resolute, and unwavering!"

puff!

The sound of piercing suddenly rang out, and Leng Chang's pupils contracted as he stared blankly at the white cloak that had been raised—it was Simmel's cloak.

The holy sword pierced through Simmel's chest and through his heart with a full-force thrust.

While everyone was still in shock, Simmel acted without hesitation or delay, launching a surprise attack.

"Please forgive my despicable act, because I have no other way to be confident of defeating you..."

He lowered his head and gripped the holy sword tightly, then with all his might, he drew the sword out at top speed, slashing a streak of sword light across Leng Chang's body.

puff!

Blood splattered on the spot. Leng Chang stared wide-eyed as he struggled, only to find that he was completely unable to move.

This time, Leng Chang's body couldn't hold on any longer, and he fell backward as if he had lost everything, falling straight down.

Poof!

He fell onto the mud, into a pool of blood.

As the breeze blew by, Simmel's short blue hair swayed, as if the breeze had carried away too much.

"I admire you, Demon King."

Simmel gazed at Leng Chang, who lay lifeless in a pool of blood, and spoke with utmost solemnity.

Those around Leng Chang, seeing him fall, felt as if the world had fallen silent, and no sound could be heard anymore, but such silence was deafening.

It leaves everyone feeling uneasy.

After an unknown amount of time, Madoka Kaname's legs gave way, and she knelt on the ground, taking a deep breath and forcing a bitter smile:

"It's over. This time there won't be a next time..."

"Xiao Yuan..."

Homura Akemi looked at Madoka Kaname with mixed feelings, wanting to say something but holding back.

There was an unspeakable emotion lingering in my heart; if I were to speak it out now, all our efforts would have been in vain.

Reinhard silently sheathed his dragon sword as he watched the crowd ahead, sighing with emotion. Finally, he ran to Wilhelm's side and began to cast a healing spell.

"Reinhard? And...Wilheim?"

Theresa's voice suddenly rang out, startling Reinhard, who was treating her. He quickly turned around and saw that Theresa, who had just been controlled, had now returned to normal.

She looked around in confusion, somewhat bewildered as to what was happening.

"grandmother……"

For some reason, Reinhard's eyes welled up with tears, as if he had returned to his childhood.

"Theresia..."

Wilhelm, who was being treated, called out softly, his eyes filled with more tears than ever before, but the excessive blood loss had left him extremely weak.

But I felt incredibly at ease.

……

The battle was over, though to outsiders it felt almost like nothing; it came and went quickly, and the main force's preparations were never even needed.

But it wasn't until the battlefield was cleaned up that we realized how terrible the battle had been.

The plains outside the capital were cut in two, the carcass of the white whale smashed a huge crater, and the cracks in the ground stretched as far as the eye could see.

Crusch stood on the shattered plain, gazing in shock at the traces of the war.

"Fortunately... most people didn't participate in the battle. Otherwise, who knows how many more would have died in this fight..."

Chapter 262 You're too dangerous. I'm going to seal you away!

For others, this battle might have simply involved arriving at the location, seeing a few waves of earth rise from the ground in the distance, and then nothing more.

But intelligent people understand perfectly well that if the battle were actually taking place on the battlefield, it would be far more complex than that.

It could even be said that no matter how many came, they would all die; there was absolutely no chance of a fight.

Fortunately, none of this happened.

After the battlefield was cleaned up, there were still many things to take stock of, especially for Reinhard and Wilhelm, who were very excited and happy about Theresa's resurrection.

The reason for this is something I just can't figure out.

Meanwhile, there were also Sirius and Petitchius, who wanted to see Emilia as soon as possible.

……

Meanwhile, in the chat group.

Leng Chang: Damn it! You guys have done so much, why didn't you tell me?! My invincible scheme!

Homura Akemi: Actually, it's pretty much the same thing. Anyway, didn't you say that the process doesn't matter and the result is what matters? Isn't the result pretty good now?

Leng Chang: ...

Kitahara Iori: We didn't participate in the war, so the result is already pretty good.

Leng Chang: My hands trembled today, my heart ached today… Actually, my plan is still a little short! For example, to get Rem the title of Roswaal… but in the current situation, the achievements don't seem enough…

Rem: Uh... I don't really care.

Leng Chang: Don't say it doesn't matter. Think about your sister. If it were some unknown nobleman and your sister was serving you tea and water, could you stand that scene?

Rem: Ah...

Madoka Kaname: Do you have a better way?

Leng Chang: No, but I believe that with the current configuration of the border lords, apart from the old nobles, anyone else would be in trouble, since it is now a complete border hellhole.

Rem: Calling it a "demon's lair" is so impolite.

Leng Chang: Do you even believe what you're saying? Think about what kind of configuration the Borderlands have now?

Madoka Kaname: Emmm... A candidate for king and a high-ranking priestess, those two alone are enough to give the new border lord a run for his money.

Yukari Yakumo: Now that you say that, those who take office should think twice about their actions.

Leng Chang: Well, it doesn't really matter anymore. Roswaal's gone, Emilia doesn't know how to support him, as long as they keep going, there won't be any problems. What Echidna, what witch, they can only drown in their own fantasies! Forever stuck in waiting.

Goto Ichiri: Hmm, that's scary!

Celie: What about Simmel and Frilian?

Leng Chang: Let them continue their journey; I believe they would be more than happy to do so.

Madoka Kaname: If that's the case, isn't that great?

Homura Akemi: So, the question is, what's next?

Leng Chang: You guys have a good time, I'm going back to set up shop. It's time to say goodbye to Simmel.

Kitahara Iori: Is it time to say goodbye again? It's so hard to say goodbye.

Kazuma Sato: Even though I didn't do anything, the refreshing feeling after this kind of work is really nice.

Hachiman: You guys know you didn't do anything?!

Black and White Hill: Hehehehe!

……

Border Earl's Mansion.

When Silius and Petitchius arrived, they met Emilia immediately, but the amnesiac Emilia did not recognize them.

But the two of them didn't care about this situation, and even seemed to think it was better this way, letting bygones be bygones.

Why dwell on things that are already in the past?

Emilia didn't feel anything was wrong; she just felt that there were two more people taking good care of her, and she felt very close and happy.

A few days later, Simmel and Frilian prepared to set sail again to continue their journey.

As they were leaving, Celia called out to them.

"Oh, not taking the little one with you?"

"Little one?"

Frillie stared blankly at Celia in front of her, looking a little confused.

"Beatles".

Celia smiled as she watched the two people with backpacks from the garden.

As she spoke, Beatrice peeked out from behind a pillar not far behind her, looking sadly at Frillie.

Upon noticing this, Frillie paused for a moment, then smiled and reached out to greet him.

Beatrice, do you want to come with us?

"No, I still need to wait for that person."

Cui Bisi immediately retorted.

"Well, I see."

"Wait! Can you stay?"

"?"

Frilian blinked in confusion, then looked up at Simmel beside her. Simmel smiled gently and said, "Frilian, it's your decision."

"I don't care. I left the coordinates of the teleportation magic here long ago, so I can come and check it out anytime."

Frillie said calmly, without feeling anything at all.

"Teleportation magic?!"

Beatrice was startled and, realizing something, quickly stepped forward, her eyes wide, and asked, "So, you can come back anytime after you leave?"

"Yes, that's right."

Frillie nodded.

"What?! You should have told me something this important earlier!"

Beatrice breathed a sigh of relief and immediately resumed her haughty attitude.

"Does Beatrice want to come along?"

"Let's do it another day. You guys have been gone for a day or two... I'm afraid you haven't even left the city gates yet."

Beatrice was speechless with amusement, but her eyes were secretly observing Frillie.

"That's true. We'll be going then."

Frilian nodded, then turned and set off with Simmel.

But after only a few steps, they heard Beatrice ask loudly, "When are you coming back?"

"Tomorrow night."

"Buy some apples! I want to eat some."

"it is good."