"My name is Leicester, and you can call me Leicester the Great. ”

"Wouldn't it be a little too complacent to call yourself the Emperor......

"But I've been away from this world for a long time, and I don't know what mortals should call me according to the current etiquette......"

"It's nerve-wracking......"

"Anyway, this place is the land of the dead, it's better for the living to live in Tirel, if I don't send you back, Lorelei will be angry with me......"

......

The night was dark, the moonlight was cold, the sound of fighting was miserable, and the sound of swords was loud.

Two ships lined up side by side on the sea. Among them, hooks and locks are connected. More than 100 people killed in several waves, and from time to time there was a sound of "poof!" falling into the water.

Jessica lay quietly on the damp deck of the Beer Keg.

Like others who died in this war, she was no longer breathing and her heart was no longer beating. She didn't react at all to the close battle.

Near her, Peters and Henry were fleeing in disarray. Gregory strode in pursuit, the sound of "Knock Knock!" rang out, and the "Beer Barrel" shook heavily, stirring up a large circle of waves.

Henry's addition allowed Peters to escape death for the time being, but things didn't get any better.

The sluggish Gregory was easy to deal with, but Lilith's elusive advance made the two tense and exhausted.

Of the four, Henry's striking skills were the third—just better than the clumsy Gregory.

Although Peters is a skilled martial artist, he is even better than Lilith. But the succubus's pride-naof is not combat, but the use of magical talents.

This is beyond the reach of human beings.

Peters felt the desperate gap between the two deeply.

"Fuck off. Henry spat and tightened his sword.

"What the hell is this? unbeatable freaks, winged female demons, and mermaids?" he chattered.

"Oh my God, I really shouldn't have mocked Morris. It turns out to be a fucking fairy tale. ”

Less than two minutes into the battle, Henry's palms were already covered with sticky sweat, and his body was covered with wounds.

If it weren't for Boss Peters' sharp instincts that blocked Lilith's teleportation attacks several times, he would be dead by now.

Gregory walked towards him in silence, the living corpse grim-faced—phew! his face was covered in stiff muscles and ugly, horrible scars. His body had been stabbed into a sieve by the joint efforts of Peters and Henry, and as he took a step forward, the stabbed wound was pouring out of the sand and fine stones.

In the moonlight, Henry's scalp tingled.

"Perhaps......" Peters, who was beside him, looked around warily as he searched for the location of Lilith, who was hiding, and she melted into the night.

"This thing doesn't have a door. He lowered his voice, but it didn't necessarily work. The demon might have a way of hearing the two of them.

"Let's cut his neck and try it. Henry nodded in response.

Gregory stood froze a meter away, his out-of-focus gaze slowly sweeping over their faces. It seems to be discerning how threatening they are.

Peters and Henry didn't take the lead in making a move, and when they realized that the monster couldn't be killed, they began to attack passively and conserve their strength.

So when Gregory slashed at Henry with an axe, the fellow with a missing head lamented in his heart:

How am I again!

He didn't take it hard, and jumped backwards to dodge. In fact, the steel bayonet blade is too thin to be used to block the attacks of heavy axes.

Peters avoided the wind from the swing of the long axe, and he watched the fight between the two with a cold eye, but his heart suddenly tensed, and the alarm was suddenly born!

In the night, two slender fingers and claws covered with flames were about to grasp Henry's neck.

And this hapless fool didn't know it.

"Get out of here!" Peters shouted, his body bursting up, and he pressed against Henry's back, and the long sword stabbed diagonally, stopping the move.

A coquettish laugh rang out from Lilith in the night sky, and she disappeared into the night again.

"Boom!" Gregory slammed into the barrel next to them, splashing the sawdust and splitting it in half at once, and the wine from the barrel gurgled out, overflowing with the aroma of wine.

The axe was embedded in the ground, just a few steps away from Jessica, who was lying to the side.

Henry, who had walked in the ghost gate, was covered in a cold sweat.

Peters gritted his teeth and continued to stare at the night. He had given up the lightness and grace of the sword, his eyes and nose and his heart, focusing on feeling the ubiquitous demonic aura.

The large amount of wine spilled from the barrel spread in all directions, and the people in the battle did not care about it, it was sucked up a small part by the wooden deck in the middle of its spread, but fortunately it was wet enough here, and the moisture was close to saturation, and most of the wine went forward, and they reached a gap and began to spill down, or dry along the edge, and could not move any further.

They were already close enough to Jessica. But the dead mermaid girl was pale and didn't move.

It's not ......

It was really by chance that a fierce sea breeze blew at the right time. The waves slammed up, the deck shook violently, and some of the seawater spilled onto the ship, splashing Jessica's body.

Still nothing happens.

......

Lilith frowned, carefully hiding under the curtain of night. But now she smells something different.

She turned her head to look at the Edin Beauty, where a young, long, wounded human with a wound in the left shoulder was fighting with a saber and panting.

A hint of an arrogant smile crept up the corner of the black beauty's mouth.

"I see you!" she spread her wings and swept between the two ships. "Your life is mine!"

She secretly laughed at Peters and Henry, who were still on the alert.

But what she didn't know was that another ending of this story was officially announced by her departure.

In the next second, Jessica's ribcage began to contract violently, and her body trembled and fluttered on the deck.

Like a fish thrown on the shore.

Peters and Henry were distracted by this incident, and they didn't realize that Lilith had left to hunt down Morris, so they only glanced at Jessica and then looked around again.

Only Gregory honestly gathered his strength and prepared to start the next round of attacks.

"She's not dead?" asked Henry, surprised.

"I kind of got it. Peters replied in surprise: "Maybe none of these freaks will die except humans." ”

"Whew!"

Jessica, who was lying on the ground, let out a sigh of relief, the time card was just right, and she woke up as soon as the terrible demon left.

Otherwise, the mermaid girl will once again throw herself into the arms of death.

But she didn't know that.

It took her two seconds to sit up.

It took another two seconds to sort out the situation in front of her, three male terrestrial people fighting before her eyes.

When she finally remembered what had happened before and the conversation in the dream.

With the strength of her upper limbs, she struggled to climb to the edge of the deck, and Gregory did not hinder her. But she looked at the higher side of the ship in distress, and she couldn't climb up.

"Hey!" Henry, who was still fighting, greeted at the right time, "beautiful girl, do you want me to help you?"

Jessica thought for a moment and shook her head. She stretched out her fingers to touch the water on the deck, and the miracle began to work on her fingertips, and the waves jumped up to the deck in an orderly manner, like a carpet laid by the maids, welcoming her into the water.

......

In the midst of that endless void, the young man in Jessica's dream was still there.

"Thanatos, God of God, thank you for your forbearance!"

He bowed exaggeratedly but solemnly.

But the mountain-like old man on the throne did not react.

He fell asleep motionless.