CHAPTER 1 HIS END

A monster similar to a Gai, but much larger, moved swiftly and launched its assault.

When the Great Sage Astard was attacked, he was blasted back, and the Saintess Iriem he was guarding was swept up with him.

Although neither of them could be killed by such an attack, it didnt change the fact that they both passed out after falling down. It was clear that they would no longer be able to participate.

ROARRRR!!!

After effectively knocking out both of them, the monster let forth a ferocious roar. After that, it immediately turned to face the remaining opponents. A torrent of resentment, Falgaro. The monster certainly lived up to its name. The fire in its eyes had not dimmed, despite the fact that one of its two horns had been shattered and blood was streaming from its mouth. It stared at its two remaining opponents with those blazing eyes of its.

Phew! Look at that enormous jerk; hes trying to frighten us since he knows he doesnt have much left. Or is he pleading for his life?

Foldia, clad in soldiers armor and holding a bent shield and a chipped blade, smiled fearlessly. In any other situation, the mans smile would have reassured everyone; yet, at this time, it was nothing more than a bluff.

With a steady stare, Estert, the other man standing next to Foldia, admonished him.

Hey, hero. Act tough all you want, but were in the same boat as him. Well probably kick the bucket with the next attack.

Does this mean that this will also be the last time you call me that? Its not like we dont stand a chance. Jokes aside, that jerk also needs one solid hit.

Foldia said nonchalantly. He then lowered his stance without looking away from Falgaro.

Ill charge in and create an opening. After Ive done that, you finish him off with your best ability. If I were to borrow your words itd be something like Give it everything youve got.

You, youre planning on dying arent you?

Even though their enemy was at its wits end, the Falgaro was a monster capable of destroying a country on its own. Its strength was compared to that of a natural disaster, and it was claimed to emerge every 200 years. It was truly humanitys natural enemy.

It was obvious that the weary Foldia would struggle to create an opening. Hed only be able to achieve it if he risked his life.

Both men realized that in order to secure the future, they would have to kill the monster, which was essentially the same as running to their deaths.

Estert, do you know what people say? They believe that as long as you remain in someones heart, you will never truly die, even if your body turns to ash.

Save your nice words for the Saintess whos laying there. Ill probably forget about you the second my body turns to ash.

S-So mean

Estert couldnt help but sigh at Foldias unflappability in the face of adversity.

I really cant handle him

Estert was about 10 years older than Foldia. However, he couldnt understand this 20-year-olds laid-back attitude.

He was always joking about, but when it came to executing his job, he was flawless.

And no matter how steep the road in front of him was, he pushed through it with a smile on his face. Unbeknownst to everyone, the youth had managed to drag everyone along with him and would not let go of the reins.

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Thats how Estert viewed Foldia. That is why, no matter how many times the youth said hed give up, he continued to refer to him as hero.

ROARRRR!!!

Hes coming. Are you ready? Once I give the signal Ill run in and create an opening, while you kill him.

After gazing at us once more the Falgaro moved. Foldia extended his sword to greet him at the same time.

Good grief. Hes always making decisions on his own. At the very least, I should pretend to be a senior one more time.

Foldia, despite his youth, was vital to the world. At the very least, he was far more vital than someone like Estert, who wouldnt be able to make much of a difference.

Are you ready? Im going on three.

One, two, th

Estert dashed at the Falgaro as soon as Foldia started counting.

HUH? Y-YOU!

Ill create the opening! Ill make it a good one. Im leaving the rest to you! Make sure to tell everyone about the worlds strongest swordsman!

Estert said without even turning back to look at Foldia. He dashed forward, both swords crossed in front of his chest.

ROARRR!!!

The Falgaro then extended its mouth wide and released a powerful breath, which headed straight for Estert

HYAAAAAA!

Estert pushed ahead with the support of his interlaced swords, despite his body wanting to give up.

His muscles tore and his bones creaked as his body screamed. Parts of his body began to fall apart one by one.

But even so, he pushed and pushed.

It was because Foldia was waiting for him to create an opening.

Foldia was doing his best to resist the impulse to walk in and help, and instead waited for the Estert to create an opening.

Estert knew that he couldnt allow himself to back down now. His only choice was to push forward.

ROARRR!

AHHHHHH!!!

The Falgaros breath became weaker all of a sudden, most likely owing to its exhaustion. If Estert could get through this, hed leave the Falgaro wide open.

Did we win?

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It happened just as he caught sight of a glimmer of hope.

His swords, which had held up until now, finally cracked.

Ah

Despite the fact that the Falgaros breath was weakened, it still carried more than enough strength to kill Estert.

Estert glanced down calmly at the blood flowing from the hole in his chest caused by the Falgaros breath.

I lost huh Still

AHHHHH!!!

As Estert was tumbling down, the corner of his eye caught sight of the worlds hope, his hero, racing by him.

After all, it wasnt for naught.

Although Estert would not be able to witness the battles conclusion, he was confident that Foldia would defeat the Falgaro. He was a hero after all.

And it was up to the hero to destroy the worlds monsters.

You imbecile. Heroes shouldnt cry.

Estert rebuked as he witnessed Foldias tears before his eyesight became entirely black. And like that Estert closed his eyes for one last time.

This was the day that the worlds greatest swordsman departed for good.

Or at the very least, he should have.