You think you're worthy of saving the world?

Under such circumstances, even the ceremony for selecting the "hero" should be conducted in a harmonious and friendly atmosphere.

However, the dark presence standing in the center of the venue was telling people a fact through its actions—

The weight that comes with bearing the name of the savior is the awareness to risk one's life.

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"Yu...Li...?"

...It's Yuri!

...It really is Yuri!

Rosalia, sitting in the VIP section, gazed tearfully at the boy draped in a faded black robe.

Even if they are more than 100 meters apart.

Even if you can't see their faces clearly.

Even if one's temperament undergoes a complete transformation.

She would never mistake that figure for someone else's.

Rosalia had been watching Yuri since he was a naive child.

Once a passionate love blossomed in her heart, Rosalia could no longer shake his presence.

She almost called out Yuri's name, and quickly covered her lips.

Fortunately, the elven girl beside her seemed to be staring intently at Yuri and didn't notice the name she had just called out.

Why is Yuri here? Wasn't he killed by the witches?

Why did Yuri become so strong? He became incredibly strong, it was as if he had been reborn!

Countless questions lingered in Rosalia's mind, just as they had when she lost to Yuri in chess.

Rosalia's heart was beating very fast.

She was surprised to find:

More than the emotion and excitement of seeing Yuri alive, I felt a surge of girlish excitement and butterflies in my stomach!

Until this moment, Rosalia discovered a secret she had only belatedly realized—

The reason I fell in love with Yuri...

What I am so fascinated by is its mystery and unpredictability.

This young man was the Grand Duchess, who had reached the pinnacle of human power, and for the first time felt a presence beyond her control.

Rosalia possesses everything that humankind desires: power, strength, status, fame, wealth, beauty, intelligence, family, friendship...

It contains both vulgar and truly noble things.

Some things are innate, while others are within reach with a little effort.

Obtaining everything was so easy for her.

Everything in this world seems to exist solely to please Rosalia.

She felt bored and weary.

That's why she joined a secret society that was trying to overthrow the world, which gave her a sense of perverse pleasure.

But the "Empress" still couldn't satisfy him.

The one who broke this situation was the son of the false prophecy.

Even with all her power and strength, Rosalia could not control Yuri's actions or fathom his intentions.

That's why the "Empress" was so infatuated with him that she tried to approach him simply as a woman.

After realizing that Yuri was beyond reason and that this was precisely what fascinated her, Rosalia regained her composure.

She sat back down and observed how things would unfold.

Anyway, Yuri wouldn't do anything to harm "us", would she?

Rosalia thought rashly.

But the Grand Duchess forgot that if Yuri's actions could be easily predicted, she wouldn't be so deeply infatuated with him.

Compared to this, ugh... so handsome, little Yuri...?

Rosalia ignored the knight commander who had died shouting her name, and instead gazed longingly at the black-clad boy's figure. Involuntarily, she squeezed her long, round, and full thighs together and began to rub them gently.

"...Excuse me, madam! I'll be leaving for a moment!"

Tia's expression changed drastically as she grabbed her gorgeous gown and rushed out of the VIP section.

Haha, young people are so hot-blooded...

Rosalia turned her gaze back to Yuri's position and found that Cynthia had also appeared in the center of the arena.

"That's too much... way too much..."

The blue-haired elf half-squatted on the ground, staring at the knight's gruesome corpse, and asked in a trembling and angry tone.

"What exactly are you doing this for! Why would you do such a thing!"

"why?"

Yuri sneered, "Wasn't it very clear? I'm here to compete for the title of 'Hero'."

Cynthia, tears welling in her eyes, gritted her teeth and shouted, "Your cruelty... you don't deserve to be called a 'Hero'!"

"The decision is not yours."

Yuri ignored Cynthia and turned to look at the players' waiting area.

Standing there were the six quarterfinalists who were originally waiting to take the stage next.

"--bring it on."

Yuri smiled and made a provocative gesture towards the players who were glaring at him.

"I allow you all to swarm me; I will face everyone alone."

"I have severed these outdated rules... Now try to kill me and fight for the title of savior with your lives."

076 Rosa: Beware of fire, theft, and your daughter, and also your best friend! ? (1/5)

Suddenly, a swift, azure shadow rushed into the venue like lightning.

After the figure approached Yuri, a gust of wind finally swept in.

What might seem like unbelievable speed to tens of thousands of viewers is not so from Yuri's perspective as a demon.

She is a slender young girl.

Dressed in light cloth, with her right hand gripping the scabbard and her left hand resting on the hilt, the genius female swordsman, one of the top eight contestants, launched the first attack on Yuri.

The girl sped across the venue, increasing her speed as she assumed a sword-drawing iaido stance...

"—Die, you villain!!"

Yuri observed through her magical eyes, which could slow down time, that her five fingers had already gripped the hilt of the sword.

In the next instant, the blade would fly out of its sheath and sever the boy's neck in a flash.

Are you left-handed?

This is a huge help... If she were right-handed, it would be much more complicated to handle.

After calmly analyzing the situation, Yuri casually raised his left arm—

With incredible speed and precision, the demon's prosthetic hand pressed down on the back of the female swordsman's hand as she was about to draw her sword.

"……Varied?"

Suppressed by sheer power, the female swordsman was unable to draw her sword, and her combo from dashing to drawing her blade was forcibly interrupted.

Everything Yuri did next was to trigger the mechanism of the "Demon King's Egg"...

To activate "Witch's Night," the holder must consume the greatest despair and fall into the deepest predicament.

For what cannot be accomplished without sacrificing humanity—the "true conditions of victory"—

Yuri told himself this in his heart, while giving a wry smile: "Stella, if you saw me like this, you would definitely fall in love with me..."

"Then let me bear all the evil!"

Yuri, somewhat embarrassed, shouted out the classic line from the game, "The Ash Witch".

Then, the "Azure Queen" entered the swordswoman's chest cavity and exited through her back.

"Come on, next one."

Yuri stomped on the female swordsman's abdomen, stomped forward, and drew his military knife.

The seemingly casual and graceful movements are actually full of power.

The girl was kicked far away and crashed into the wall, dying instantly.

"You bastard! Ooo ...

The remaining five players from the quarterfinals also rushed up.

Having learned from the swordswoman's lesson, they no longer fought one-on-one but instead followed Yuri's instructions and attacked in unison.

This boy is indeed very, very strong—

It's strangely strong, unbelievably strong.

His moves were all wondrous techniques never seen before, but he appeared to be only at the seventh level.

No matter how many shameless tricks he has, they are meaningless in the face of numbers!

The five contestants, while guarding against the nuclear punch that had previously shattered the guards, tried to rebuild a strangulation net, but Yuri remained standing still, unmoved.

"Tsk...! How dare they look down on us like that!"

"Everyone! Follow me and charge!"