Comics: Starting from Killer Queen

Roland nodded and said, "What do you think of life?"

“Even if you have power, never regard yourself as the judge of justice. Once you start, you can never go back.”

The most taboo thing on the road of exercising justice is to say one thing and do another. Finn doesn't really love humans as property like Roland does. Forcing himself to do such a thing is nothing more than a recurrence of the tragedy of Stratholme.

Moreover, the adventurers who have survived until now must have gained a wealth of experience in this disaster. It can be expected that this experience will grow exponentially in the subsequent cleanup of zombies.

There were not many surviving adventurers, and if Finn killed another batch of them, where would Roland find such fresh leeks to cut?

"But... it's probably the right thing to do to save our manpower and conquer the dungeon..."

Finn wanted to say something else, but was ruthlessly interrupted by Roland.

"If you really think these people's lives are different, then why are you asking me what I'm doing? Why don't you just go and do it?"

The words that revealed the reality left Finn speechless.

"This disaster is not your fault. You have done enough. Just like thousands of years ago when the gods had not yet descended to the mortal world, the humans who were pushed into a desperate situation step by step by the monsters became like this because they did not work hard enough?"

Having said that, Roland softened his tone.

"This is beyond their ability, so at this point, you just have to put your heart on hope and miracles."

"You're going to do this?"

Finn understood the hidden meaning of Roland's words.

"Of course, there is no one who loves life more than me."

Roland had every reason to say this. Whether from the perspective of a demon or a human, humans were a very important part of Roland's growth process.

"I'll let Aisi and the others help you..."

"That's not necessary," Roland chuckled and said, "Finn, you seem to have got one thing wrong. Heroes don't represent hope and miracles, but people who can bring hope and miracles are heroes."

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In a closed tavern, Aegina was looking at the adventurers around her vigilantly. In the days when disaster strikes, the first thing to collapse is order. Among the adventurers of varying quality, bullying and oppression often occur even in normal times in Orario, let alone now.

After hiding in a safe place, the situation around them immediately became deadlocked. If it weren't for the roars of those zombies outside at the beginning, which allowed everyone to unite briefly and close the tavern, a conflict would probably have broken out among the survivors in the tavern.

Almost half a day had passed by now, and it seemed that rescue would not arrive soon. Although a fight would not break out immediately, a leader would have to be decided over the distribution of the remaining supplies in the tavern.

However, although it sounded serious, it did not take much effort. Several big and strong adventurers from the same clan had a natural advantage in this regard and quickly took the leadership of this temporary team.

Aina, who is not an adventurer, has no say in this matter, but she still hopes to protect the ordinary people behind her as much as possible.

"Ms. Aina...you look so ugly, are you okay?"

The one who asked Aina in a cautious tone was a boy with rare white hair, red eyes like Roland, and looked a bit like a rabbit.

"It's okay, Bell-kun. I'm just a little worried about the situation outside."

Aina forced a smile. To be honest, the reason she entered this tavern and survived was because of the young man in front of her.

At that time, he was looking for a clan to join and was ridiculed by the adventurers in the tavern.

"You are so skinny, and you want to get a favor? You should at least be an adult before you dream about it."

"Maybe he heard about the adventurer's story in the countryside and came here. With his appearance, if he works in the Fun Street, maybe he can get a chance to join the clan."

They said some very ugly words, pushed Bell, and trampled on his dignity without any hesitation. It was only Aegina who came and rescued him, and then this crisis broke out.

But Aegina couldn't provide any good help for Bell's situation. Unlike Roland, a monster beyond common sense, the boy named Bell Crany was really as those adventurers said, a simple and naive boy from the countryside.

His face still retains a sense of childishness, his body is very thin, and his fighting ability is no different from that of a teenager of the same age. In comparison, Sword Girl had the ability to enter the dungeon and fight alone when she was less than ten years old. To the picky gods, Bell is indeed of no value.

But even so, there was no despair in his eyes, but instead they were full of determination and longing.

"Bell-kun, why did you come to Orario?"

Aegina leaned on the wine barrel behind her and said with some sigh.

Bell was a little hesitant when he heard this topic, but when he remembered how Aina had helped him out before, he still spoke.

"Because, my grandfather said that you can look for encounters in the dungeon."

"Meet beauties of all races?"

Aina looked at Bell, whose face was flushed red, and said jokingly in line with the fourteen-year-old boy's thoughts.

"No... Although I have had such thoughts occasionally, I came to Orario because I wanted to see the heroes."

Bell said a little embarrassedly: "I heard that a living hero appeared in Orario, so I rushed over immediately."

"Sword Hero?"

When Aegina heard Bell mention Roland, she showed a proud expression. Just as she was about to tell Bell about Roland's great achievements, several heavy figures walked over.

"What do you want to do?"

Aegina subconsciously protected Bell, but was ruthlessly pushed away.

"Don't panic, Miss Aina, we just plan to let this kid play his role."

The leading adventurer looked at Bell with an unfriendly gaze.

"Boy, don't you want to join our clan? Then I'll give you a chance. There's nothing going on outside now. Go out and check the situation, then come back and report to us. I'll introduce you to our Lord God."

"you……"

Aegina's face changed, and she immediately realized what these adventurers wanted to do. These adventurers did not have the courage to burn, kill and loot when the order had not completely collapsed, but they planned to bully the weak in the name of rules, which was easy for them.

"It's okay, Miss Aina."

Knowing that resistance was useless, Bell did not struggle. Instead, he walked alone to the door that had been opened by two strong men. He forced an ugly smile at Aegina and calmly accepted his fate. This look instead made the more powerful adventurers angry and embarrassed, and they pushed Aegina in their hands towards the door.

"Half-elf, since you want to be a hero, then go feed the zombies with this guy!"

"Humph,"

Aina just snorted coldly, without any hesitation, she followed Bell and gave a mocking smile to these adventurers who were far superior to her.

"You still dare to laugh? Do you still think there is a hero in this world who will come to save you?"

As if his own meanness was highlighted, the burly man was deeply angered by Aina's righteous appearance. His eyes were red and he swung his fist at her.

"Miss Eina!"

When Bell saw this scene, he screamed subconsciously.

However, the muffled sound of the iron fist hitting the delicate face did not come. Instead, there was the sound of something breaking.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--!"

Inside the tavern, a loud man's scream broke out.

Aina looked up in surprise and blinked. The man who was punching her stopped in mid-air and then broke off instantly.

"boom--!"

Then, the door that was piled up with stacked tables and wine barrels exploded as if hit by a battering ram, and the cold sword light danced wildly like a silver snake.

The sword light seemed to have life, turning the perpetrator with wide eyes and half-open mouth into a pile of debris. The fragments of flesh, blood and bones splashed in the air, creating an unnatural pink mist.

In the smoke and dust, walking on a road made of flesh and blood, the dazzling hero spoke reassuring words.

"What a shame, I'm not a partner of justice."

Among the people present, no one except Aegina heard the hidden meaning of these words.

If you spend a little more time with Roland, you will be able to appreciate his willfulness and recklessness.

Most of the time, his emotions are quite subjective and one-sided. Roland does not have a so-called sense of justice in his heart. He just acts freely according to his own wishes.

So, if you see someone you dislike, kill him, and if you see something interesting, get involved.

The boundary between good and evil is very vague to him. Most of the time, he is just a hero who does it out of interest, as he said.

Seeing that their companions didn't even have corpses left, the remaining thugs were about to roar, but their companions next to them stopped them in panic.

"Look at him, idiot!"

With this rebuke, the anger of their companions being killed came to an abrupt end. The remaining thugs quickly looked at Roland. When his eyes swept over the iconic black hair and the gorgeous ruby-like pupils, his whole body trembled suddenly, revealing an expression of fear, and subconsciously revealed a flattering smile.

"I'm sorry, Master Sword Hero! We didn't mean to offend you. It was that guy who forced us to do that. Thanks to you, we were able to be freed..."

"It's okay... I forgive you. But, after all, I am a kind person. It would be so lonely to let your leader die alone."

Roland spoke in a gentle voice, smiled and raised Esther in his hand.

"As a family member of a clan, it's better to be neat and tidy."

"You guy...we are human beings, not zombies!"

"There is no essential difference between you and zombies. If you insist, the zombies have just been corroded by the virus and lost their minds. Should I be lenient with them?"

After hearing Roland's words, the remaining thugs kept retreating, but they were still no faster than the sword light that exceeded the speed of sound, and one after another they turned into a pool of minced meat.

Until the last thug curled up in the corner looked at the hero walking towards him with a smile. Under the fear of death, anger finally overwhelmed the panic in his heart, and he shouted at Roland.

"How many people have you killed?"

Bell will never forget the scene today.

The floor was covered with blood and flesh, the streets were littered with corpses, and the savior descended from the sky like a ray of light piercing the darkness.

Also, the hero's blood-moon-like eyes and the admirable answer that seemed to carry magic.

"—Do you remember how many slices of bread you ate?"

Chapter 144 Roland, we love your teeth!

"Ms. Aina, are you all right?"

Aegina had not yet recovered from what had just happened, and she was so shocked by what was unfolding that she even forgot to say thank you.

However, there is one advantage to being a hero in Orario. Realistic adventurers are not naive enough to believe that heroes have the obligation to save themselves. When faced with such despicable scum, there is not even anyone who wants to speak up for them.

She was just stunned for a moment because Roland's current appearance was so different from before.

"No, I'm fine, Roland-kun, thanks to you."

Compared to Aina's implicit thanks, Bell on the other side was much more enthusiastic.

"Thank you, Sword Hero!"

Even though he had seen such a bloody scene, the white-haired boy who looked like a rabbit showed more longing than fear and dejection on his face. Bell looked at Roland with a grateful expression.

"It's just a piece of cake. Besides, I've seen this kind of thing many times along the way."

Roland shrugged, not caring at all about Bell's gratitude. After all, saving the protagonist of the original novel was just a matter of convenience.

"Even if it's just a piece of cake for you, for me, there's nothing more handsome than this!"

Bell looked at Roland seriously, hesitating a little, but finally bowed to Roland very seriously.

"If I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely do my best to repay you!"

That expression of sincerity and earnestness was by no means false, and although it looked no different than before, Bell's eyes were actually sparkling now.

This attitude made Roland feel a little awkward. After all, if it weren't for his intrusion, the protagonist's situation would be very different now. But now, it seemed that he had replaced the role of his guide?

Roland nodded slightly, without further ado, and walked out the door with the survivors in the tavern. Outside the door were teams of survivors wearing different clothes and holding various weapons. They were obviously the results of Roland's previous rescue.

In this doomsday catastrophe, even the most heartless person would be moved. So many people have been transformed into irredeemable monsters. The differences in identity, race, and even family have become meaningless.

Only strength and only the strong are qualified to save everything.

Without anyone's advice, people without power also know how to live better.

The survivors' eyes unconsciously turned to Roland.

After being trapped in buildings, where they could only watch the zombies infect those unfortunate people without being able to do anything and could not wait for any official rescue, many people have come to their senses.

They have no companions to rely on, and the grace bestowed by the gods may disappear at the next moment. Roland, who has the power and can create miracles even without the need for grace, and who has saved them from desperate situations, has become the only ray of hope in the hearts of these survivors.

Even without any communication, Roland had already been placed at the top of the pyramid of status, even higher than gods, without even expressing his opinion.

Roland also jumped onto the tavern sign at the right time, looking down at everything below him. He could clearly read the aura emanating from the burning souls of the people around him.

Worship, respect, and dependence.

Faced with the human evil that could secretly cause a disaster more horrific than this virus, they offered their love without hesitation.

Roland inexplicably felt like laughing.