My villain wants to save himself, but the yandere heroine disagrees

"Arthas, I know your purpose. You want to strengthen the royal power and completely disintegrate the feudal forces in various places. But you do this not for the people. You just want your power to reach the pinnacle of history. What you seek is nothing more than your own personal interests."

"It is a misfortune for the empire for someone like you to become emperor."

Hearing this, Arthas became furious.

The sentence he hated most in his life was when someone said he was not worthy of being emperor.

When his father said this, he could only nod his head and nod in agreement, but if anyone else dared to say so, he would get revenge.

Arthas picked Orson up and punched him in the face again and again.

Unexpectedly, Orson was still looking at Arthas with mockery.

"I thought that after you became the emperor, your personality would become more stable, Arthas."

"I didn't expect that you are still as low-self-esteemed as before."

"Why are you so proud of yourself, your defeated general!" Arthas shouted angrily, and then threw Orson heavily to the ground.

Orson coughed twice, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, Arthas suddenly saw something, and then quickly looked at Orson in front of him.

A ball of black mist suddenly appeared on Orson's chest, and then the black mist slowly enveloped Orson's body and lifted him up.

Then, under the gaze of Arthas, Orson's body underwent a drastic change.

Two horns appeared on his head and a pair of black wings appeared on his back.

His eyes were no longer as clear as before, but became pitch black.

In Arthas's impression, there is only one creature that fits Orson's current situation.

That is the devil.

And now, the demonized Orson appeared in front of Arthas, and his aura was no less than that of Arthas at home.

The injuries he had just sustained also disappeared as his body changed.

Orson just stood there, looking quietly at Arthas in front of him.

"Arthas, don't think that forbidden magic is only available to your royal family. There are many things in this world that are beyond your knowledge..."

When Arthas heard Orson's words, he was stunned again.

Originally, he thought that Orson had taken some kind of potion that could turn his body into a demon, and the common side effect of this potion was that it would make people lose their minds.

But now it seems that is not the case.

Orson still retained a considerable degree of sanity, and in fact, only his appearance had changed compared to before.

There is only one possibility for this level of demonization.

Thinking of this, Arthas lowered his head and laughed at himself.

“Hahaha… I didn’t expect that after a thousand years, the devil’s bloodline has already reached the top of the empire.”

Having said this, he raised his head again and pointed the sword at Orson.

"In that case, Orson, let's end this here."

Chapter 67: Death of Arthas

When did demons become the natural enemy of mankind, and why have they been hated and attacked by mankind ever since?

The records of the empire's history originated from a demon invasion, which led all races on the continent to unite to fight against the demons.

But where did the demons go afterwards, and how did other demons or derivative races on the continent come into being?

Even, including the incident of human demonization in the suburbs of the imperial capital a few months ago, who was behind it?

No one knows all this.

Even a powerful family like the royal family is powerless in the face of a group that secretly studies demon-related technologies, not to mention other forces.

What Arthas did not expect was that at this moment, the most talented human being in front of him was not actually human.

What's even more ironic is that the other party has pure demon blood, which makes him more rational when showing his true attitude, and he is not a monster like other demons.

"You will destroy the empire."

Arthas swung his sword at Orson, and the latter was no longer as embarrassed as before. He easily reached out and caught Arthas's sword.

"You think you are protecting the empire? Look at those who died because of you. The theory of bloodline should have been shattered long ago."

As Orson said this, his five fingers turned into sharp claws and grabbed towards Arthas.

Arthas drew his sword to block, and another buzzing sound echoed in the dark space.

"The last thing you should do is leave me here, face to face with you, one on one."

Orson said this and continued to attack Arthas.

Being both ninth-level, Orson has demonic blood and is much stronger than Arthas.

The two men exchanged several moves again, and after they got to know each other's strengths, Orson used his killer move.

A black sphere condensed in front of his chest, its potential energy continuing to expand, ready to attack Arthas at any time.

But Arthas was not to be outdone. He poured all his strength into his sword, and the surface of the sword glowed with a much brighter light than before. Then he swung it directly in the direction where Orson was rushing.

A golden sword energy symbolizing the royal family was swung out.

Orson's black magic ball burst out with infinite potential energy at this moment, forming a dark and deep shock wave that collided with the sword energy.

After a few seconds, the sword energy was defeated, and the remaining potential energy of the shock wave hit Arthas. He flew backwards, and the long sword in his hand turned several circles in the air and then stuck into the ground.

Arthas lay on the ground, gasping for breath. The previous attack had used up all his strength, but even so, Orson defeated him so easily.

Then he heard footsteps approaching.

Orson slowly appeared in front of him.

"You told me that once I used forbidden magic, there would be no turning back."

Arthas said this as he looked at Orson who was looking down at him.

Orson now has not yet recovered from his demonization, and he still maintains a half-human, half-demon posture.

"Orson, tell me, after you use this power, can you still be yourself again?"

Upon hearing this, Orson was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

"I don't know, Arthas, but there's no turning back for either of us."

"Indeed...there is no turning back for us."

"Finally, let me ask you one more question."

Arthas said this, crawled up from the ground, and then sat on the throne.

"If Elsa and I switched our philosophies and ages, would you choose to support me or Elsa?"

"The answer is obvious, isn't it?"

Orson did not respond directly, but gave an answer that seemed ambiguous.

But in Arthas's opinion, he already knew what he wanted to know.

It seems that at least the mistakes are not all my own.

"Orson, this space is a forbidden magic duel of life and death. Here, the initiator will be strengthened similar to the home field. If you want to cancel this magic, you can only leave after one of the two people dies completely."

"I set the exit inside the palace because I was sure of victory, but now it seems..."

"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, that's it."

"Alas." Arthas sighed, then continued to look up at Orson.

"Before you return to normal, let me chat with you. We should...haven't had a chat like this for a long time."

"……Speaking."

Orson stood there and said coldly.

"I didn't kill my father."

"I know." Orson nodded. "But you did act against his will, didn't you?"

"I don't deny this."

Arthas said this, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then continued:

"I still have some questions for you. I'm going to die soon, so just consider this as an answer to a dying person."

"This way, it won't be in vain that we have fought side by side before."

"You talk, and I'll answer depending on the situation."

Orson didn't lie this time.

There are some things that need to be answered, and he will answer them to Arthas, but there are some things that Arthas must not know even if he dies, and he will definitely not tell Arthas.

"Does Francois' assassination have anything to do with you?"

"Yes, but I didn't kill him. It was Raven."

"What about the assassination of the emperor?"

"……No."

Seeing Orson's reaction, Arthas showed a look of understanding.

"Orson, I envy you. You are decisive in killing. If I had concentrated all my strength on you from the beginning, the ending between us would not be like this."

Arthas said this and sighed to the sky.

"But there's nothing I can do..."

"That's why I can't compare to you."

He picked up the sword, looked at Orson in front of him, and then handed the sword to him.

"Do you know why I used this forbidden magic?"

Orson shook his head.

"You said that the winner is the king and the loser is the villain. I don't want either you or me to be judged or humiliated after losing this competition."

"Death is precisely the best relief."

"So, just kill me. Kill me. My body, no matter how you judge me, has nothing to do with me anymore."

……

In the hall of the imperial palace, a full hour had passed since Arthas disappeared out of thin air. The imperial guards were leaderless and could only guard the hall silently.

Then, there was a strange movement, and Arthas returned to the hall again.

Besides him, there was another person who appeared with him.

The man was wearing a loose black robe that covered his body.

He held Arthas's sword in his hand, and now, the sword had pierced through the chest of its original owner.

Arthas sat on the throne, his head held high, like a king who had never failed.

Even though he has been facing failure since he came to power.

Chapter 3: The dog is cooked after the rabbit dies? (K)

Orson pulled the sword out of Arthas' chest, and in order not to attract attention, he walked away from the side.

However, at this moment, the other imperial guards also reacted.

"There are assassins!"

"His Majesty has been assassinated!"

"Don't let the assassin get away!"

Orson had already run to the door of the hall at this time, and it was at this time that the guards around Arthas rushed up.

Orson didn't want to get entangled with them any longer, so he swung his sword and forced back all the guards who rushed up.