Chapter 932

## Chapter 932

> “If you tell me the truth, I won’t kill any more defenseless bugs today.”

Jin didn’t believe Paellito’s words.

—The truth…

Jin pointed his sword at Paellito while struggling to catch his breath. His strength was almost depleted and he felt that the sword would tremble even more if he lost focus for a moment.

—Very well. But before I answer, I have a question.

Swish!

Paellito, once again, sent a sword energy towards the outside of the battlefield. Just like in the forest where Dante had been moments before, this sword energy would undoubtedly end innocent lives.

—I’m the one asking the questions here. Thanks to your nonsense from a while ago, another thousand bugs died.

Tears were drying on Jin’s cheeks. A mixture of blood, sweat, ash, and tears left dark stains on his face. It was a pain he could never forget and shouldn’t forget.

His exhausted body felt heavy, and the guilt of not being able to prevent the death of so many people weighed him down and made it hard to breathe. Jin wasn’t looking at Paellito in front of him; he was contemplating the weight of that guilt.

—I’m currently at your mercy, Paellito. So, whatever you do, I can’t stop you. On the other hand, you also can’t silence my mouth, unless you kill me or cut out my tongue. But you can’t do that… otherwise, it would be useless.

Paellito couldn’t deny it. He hadn’t yet accepted Sakiel’s death. He needed to hear an answer from Jin, something he could understand. He wanted to hear it.

—We both have wounds that can’t be erased. You lost Sakiel and I failed to protect the people I should have. Perhaps even my friends died, just as you said. Now, no matter how this fight ends, we can’t live as we did before. What awaits you and me isn’t the joy of victory, but an eternal pain we can never forget.

The pain they could inflict on each other had already surpassed their limits. There was undoubtedly a limit to the sadness a person could feel.

So, from now on, it didn’t matter who would lose more or who would suffer more. The moment Paellito lost Sakiel, the most important meaning of his life was lost, and Jin would despair in the same way, even if everyone else died.

—So, there’s no need for such a sensitive reaction just because I’m asking some questions. Just as Sakiel won’t return, whether you kill me or not, the dead won’t come back, no matter what.

Gulp!

Paellito spat out a mouthful of dark blood that had accumulated in his mouth. The purple energy enveloping him was gradually becoming darker. The inner demon was still bringing out its inherent demonic nature.

In fact, Paellito knew better than anyone: no matter what he heard about Sakiel’s death from Jin, the outcome was already determined. He was being devoured by the void of revenge, and the constant feeling of loss and pain had intensified his inner demon.

In Jin’s eyes, his future was also crystal clear.

Therefore, Jin didn’t fear the future. Even if he died, eventually someone would put an end to that Paellito consumed by his demonic nature.

Even if Jin fell in battle, there would still be Cyron and Luna in Runcandel, and there would be his brothers, knights, and comrades in Tikan.

Surely, someone would inherit his will among them, just as Jin had been inheriting Runcandel’s will for a thousand years.

But behind Paellito, there was only the monster of the abyss, who desired only terrible pain. His ranks were filled with unfortunate beings who had been brainwashed by that monster.

—Tens of billions of people who have forgotten even who they used to be.

—…What are you talking about suddenly?

—You’re one of them too, Paellito. Even someone like you, who has reached the level of Genesis Knight, doesn’t know who you are. You don’t know why you fight.

—What I want is clear, Jin Runcandel.

—To establish a new order of pain and seek revenge for Sakiel’s death? The second is probably correct. But the first, is it really your will? That isn’t yours, but Zito’s will.

—Lord Zito’s will is the will of the True Demon World.

—I’ve encountered demons who were freed from that brainwashing, unlike you, even though they were weaker than you.

—Indeed, it seems that Visepps has clung to you.

—They had beliefs. Beliefs to protect their families, comrades, and lives from Zito’s oppression. And you have fallen, even though you once led them as the head of the resistance, and you have become Zito’s executioner.

—These inferior beings have difficulty understanding a superior world. A world where the order of pain is established won’t be as chaotic as it is now. Everything will be in its place, and everyone will carry their predestined fate.

—Did Sakiel think the same way?

Swish! Paellito swung his sword downwards. Jin was momentarily pushed by the impact of blocking Paellito’s sword. Even though it was a sword that Paellito had thrown with the intention of sinking it into the ground, for some reason, Jin didn’t fall and regained his balance.

Paellito couldn’t understand what was keeping Jin so resolute. The time when he could resist with determination or willpower had long passed.

—If what Sakiel truly desired wasn’t Zito’s mandate, what will you do, Paellito? Don’t tell me nonsense like I’m insulting Sakiel or something like that. Have you ever looked directly at Sakiel, yourself, or the people who fought by your side? Have you ever seen the faces of your comrades who were sent to the battlefield by Zito’s orders and died?

—I’ve always observed all that very closely.

—No, all you’ve seen so far is only the truth clouded by brainwashing. Do you remember Dylus Claupino? He shed tears in his final moments when he died by my sword, as if realizing something too late. As if he had just understood something. What about Sakiel? What do you think was in her heart in her final moments? How did she feel when she died, who did she curse?

A moment of silence passed.

—…Unlike Dylus, I couldn’t properly see Sakiel’s final moments. Because of the Field of Loss. But right now, our Record Magician is examining the battlefield. She will probably soon discover what Sakiel was like in her final moments, what she thought, and who she cursed. Somehow, I think it will be Zito.

What Zito desires isn’t only the suffering of the human world.

Jin had felt that since the war against the True Demon World began. He believed that the monster wanted everyone to be enveloped in pain, including the demons under his control.

Otherwise, there would be no reason to use his subordinates as mere sacrifices, nor reason to carry out the war in this way.

If Paellito had been sent to the human world before the fall of Grosch Castle, if more fractures had opened throughout the human world, if Zito himself had acted more quickly…

The human world would never have taken the lead. Jin believed that the movements Zito had made on the battlefield weren’t for victory, but simply to plunge everyone into pain.

—Besides, I’ve heard stories from Visepps that most of them have family or loved ones held hostage by Zito. But I wonder, are only the people of Visepps the ones who are captive? If I were Zito, I would have captured and used your family too.

Phuahaha….! Paellito laughed.

—You have a gift for exaggerating things too. Yes, I suppose you’re right. But, even if that were the case, it doesn’t change anything. You killed Sakiel. You, a simple human, killed Sakiel Grosch, who was particularly superior among the demons. That’s why I can’t forgive this world without order.

—Eventually, it all comes down to your crazy fatalism. You’ve stopped thinking and become Zito’s executioner, trapped in the chains of hatred without freeing yourself from brainwashing.

—I’ve heard enough from you, Jin Runcandel. Now it’s your turn to answer me. Why do you care so much about the deaths of other humans? Why do you feel such a heavy burden of responsibility? Tell me.

Paellito began to regain his strength again.

Now, he thought, it was time to finish off Jin. He could kill him and calmly sink into the swamp of his inner demon.

Paellito wished that Zito wouldn’t pull him out of that swamp at that moment.

Swish!

The hellfire began to surround Jin once again.

—I’ve never spoken about this since I killed Kidard Hall during my time as a Provisional Flagbearer… Paellito, the reason I feel a sense of responsibility towards people is simple.

I died once and came back in time.

—…What did you say?

Paellito’s pupils dilated.

Regression… he had never heard of such a thing. But Paellito could tell that Jin was telling the truth now.

—Twenty-four years ago, I faced death in the Akin Kingdom. The me back then was a very different human than I am now. I didn’t have as many responsibilities as I do today. I simply lived a life focused on my personal success. Thanks to being chosen by Solderet at the last moment.

Jin made eye contact with Paellito.

—The me of my previous life died in 1808. And now, it’s 1804… The 1804 I remember and the current one are completely different worlds. Back then, Gliek, the Evil God, and Zito didn’t appear in the human world.

—How is that even…!

Paellito couldn’t even suspect it. At that moment, Jin seemed to emit an immense and unprecedented light that he had never seen in any immortal. He couldn’t, in any way, dismiss Jin’s story as a lie.

—I also don’t know why I came back. How it was possible, why I had to be me, why so many lives were influenced by me. If I hadn’t come back, perhaps even more people would have lived than they do now. It seems that the world was less chaotic back then compared to now, but that’s just my opinion.

Paellito’s heart was beating strongly, as if it were going to burst.

—But, Paellito, according to that fatalism you’ve been preaching, my regression is superior to any fate. If I hadn’t come back, neither you, nor Sakiel, nor Zito, nor anyone in the True Demon World would have set foot in the human world.

Paellito lunged at Jin again with the intention of killing him, but Jin deflected Bascala with wide eyes.

—I will transcend this fate without fail. So, overcome your brainwashing, Paellito Belgasyum, and remember the fate that was originally destined for you.

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