Cursed Thrones
Chapter 28 - Acolyte's

'Srruugg! Srruug!'

Brian and Cecilia, along with dozens of other adventurers, continue to wander through this dark forest.

One by one they explore. But instead of finding the sought-after Ogre, they meet a herd of Goblins.

'Claang!! Klaangg!'s!'

"Revelation! They're from the right side!"

"I know! And why did you rule us?!" shouted the adventurers who did not want to cooperate with each other.

"Ronald! Please help me!"

"Just calm!"

'Oh!!!'

Using his sword, Ronald was easily able to block the attack from one of the Goblins. Protecting the figure of the white-robed witch.

"Thank you.." said Vania after being rescued by the young man.

"Well! Just chill. As long as there's me, everything will be fine!"

Brian and Cecilia who saw their behavior from a distance, could only give a narrowed look.

'Sraasshh!'

After pulling his sword from the Goblin's neck, Brian expressed his thoughts.

"That damn shit.... They think this is a field trip?" lamented Brian.

"Leave it. If they die, isn't that a good thing? Especially the noble.." replied Cecilia who was busy taking back some of her arrows on the Goblins' bodies.

The gazes of the two were now fixated on the noble adventurer with that shiny armor.

And quickly, Brian understood what his trusted partner meant.

"Aaah, you're right. If it's sold, it'll make quite a lot of money, won't it?"

"It's true."

After a short battle with the Goblin herd, all these adventurers continued their journey.

There were no casualties at all in the battle just now. Which showed a huge difference in strength between the two groups.

But now....

After resuming exploration for a few hours....

One of the adventurers managed to see it.

A bonfire lit up, illuminating the darkness of the forest at night. On top of the bonfire, the body of a deer was being burned.

But most importantly, there was a large body figure sitting in front of the bonfire.

'Sat!'

The adventurer who was in the front row immediately raised his hand. I asked everyone behind him to stop.

Also, let everything move in silence.

"Not wrong anymore.... That's it." whispered Ronald to the members of his group.

On the side, the group led by a noble adventurer also began to prepare.

They raised their weapons and shields, preparing for an epic fight.

Ogre was known for his terrifying strength, even being able to destroy a village by himself.

And if the one in front of them turns out to be a two-headed Ogre....

It will make this situation even more dire.

With a body nearly 3 meters tall, the bluish-skinned Ogre was still sitting quietly in front of his homemade campfire.

Waiting for the dish to ripen, without realizing there is a herd of humans trying to hunt him.

Meanwhile....

"Oi, Cecilia? What's up?" ask Brian in a soft voice.

Beside him, there was a silent figure of Cecilia. Not moving a bit with a wide gaping mouth.

Shortly after, a familiar voice in Brian's ear began to sound.

"Run!" yelled Orlog as if sounding from within Brian's own mind.

'Why? Is Ogre really that strong?' brian thought in his heart.

However, there is no other answer from Orlog. Just a sound from the direction of the Ogre bonfire.

'Srruugg! Braaakk!!'

Not long after, Ogre's huge body just fell to the ground. With his head, or rather his two heads that had been severed earlier.

Behind the darkness of the forest and the dim light of the bonfire, no one realized that the Ogre had long since died.

But only now did they realize one thing was certain.

In front of the Ogre sat down, there was a man sitting leisurely. His left hand was carrying a glass bottle with reddish liquid inside.

The man's words were able to be heard clearly in the midst of the silence of this forest. Which is only decorated by the sounds of various types of insects.

Brian, who was looking at the figure from a distance, immediately noticed it.

The man had a body that was about the size of an ordinary human. Only, on his forehead there is a pair of pitch-black horns that are quite long.

The sclera on the figure's eyes was pitch-black with bright blood-red pupils. Black hair can be seen behind the hood on his black robe.

"Who are you?!" one of the adventurers was terrified.

"Damn it! How dare we steal our prey!"

But in contrast to those lowly adventurers, the group led by a noble was immediately aware of it.

"Devil.... The real devil.... Don't say...."

His body began to tremble even though he was sheltering behind that shiny thick armor.

Meanwhile, the mysterious figure immediately stood up from his seat after pocketing the glass bottle filled with blood.

He looked towards the surrounding adventurer crowd calmly. And after a while....

"Aah, that's right too. Isn't this close enough to a human settlement? There's nothing wrong with harvesting souls while I'm here" he said, raising his right hand.

His fingers moved as if they were pulling something.

Instantly....

...'ZRAAAASSHHHH!!! ZRAAATT!!!'...

'Bruuk!!'

Cecilia who had just seen what was about to happen managed to save Brian by jumping in with him.

But for others....

Several gigantic thorns as high as 2 meters more emerged from the ground. They pass through their bodies like paper. Not only that, hundreds of small thorns immediately appeared after the main thorns pierced their bodies.

Ensuring the death and destruction of his opponent.

"Four.... five... Six people survived?" the devil said as he placed his hand on the ground.

Now, his gaze was fixed on the figure of a man with thick and shiny armor. The figure of a noble who had fallen on the ground with a light wound on his leg.

"How did you survive? Aahs.... Didn't she? Humans are really cowards." said the demon after seeing several other adventurer bodies pierced simultaneously.

The nobleman used his own subordinate's body as a shield to protect him. As a result, he survived only with minor injuries.

But why?

'Sreeet!!!'

The demon now raised the noble's body by strangling his neck. The adult man with thick armor was impressed so lightly in front of him.

"Le-let go! You don't know who I am?! I am the son of a Maverick family! If you kill me then...."

"Why? Your family's gonna hunt me down? Goody. The more humans I kill, the better." the devil replied with a smile that seemed so evil and horrible.

His teeth filled with sharp fangs were seen behind his smile.

Meanwhile, his sharp fingernails easily pierced through the thick armor that protected the noble's neck.

"Kuughhh!!!"

Blood started to pour through his helmet. Both his hands and feet were seen thrashing trying to escape.

But what power, the power that was before him was simply no match for him.

And after a while, his movements began to slow down before finally coming to a complete halt.

'Brahakk!'

The demon threw out his body like trash. Before deciding to go back to hunting humans.

But not to hunt down the survivors, but to hunt down thousands of humans in the small town of Grenary.

"Your souls will surely strengthen His resurrection. Be thankful, man." said the Devil with a smile on his face.

......***......

"Damn it! What the fuck just now?! Oh! The cecilia!" Shouted Brian who was still trying to run as hard as he could in the dark of this forest.

Cecilia continued to shake her head fearfully. But finally after several times of coercion, Cecilia finally replied.

"They are the demon race, the real demon race." Cecilia replied with a body that continued to tremble in fear.

All along, anything related to evil had always been labeled as the demon race. But it is the misperception of humans as well as other beings who have enjoyed this period of peace.

Because in reality, the demon race was like an elf and its various branches, inheriting only a little of the true demonic power.

Moreover, they were far below the original bloodlines like Goblins and other monsters.

But those who still had a close bloodline with actual demons, possessed strength that far surpassed that of the other races.

And once, they were known as....

"Archdemons...."