I’m Not the Final Boss’ Lover

Chapter 163

I see what he’s saying, he doesn’t really think I’m important.

It worked out rather well.

The more careless the Demon King is, the bigger the impact should be when he is hit on the back of the head by my ability.

I fell silent, anticipating the moment when I would give that arrogant being a shot.

The Demon King pieced my words together in a wry smile, whether my smoke had been eaten, or whether he had not given me the possibility in the first place because he thought it was ridiculous for me not to be afraid.

[But in the end, you came to the first place to die. You were going to make Meyer Knox your new hero. But that’s nonsense. For Meyer Knox is nothing but a “surplus” for me. He will not beat me and will be my sacrifice for my strength.]

The Demon King was sure.

His conviction was not unfounded, for it would have been if I had not been there. At that moment, the Demon King lamented and sneered in a whispered voice.

[Marianne tried to turn back time, but it was all in vain. In the end, it’s the same as the first… It turned out to be good.]

What?

But I didn’t have time to think long. Because the Demon King reached out to Meyer.

Through his hand, the black magic spread like smoke and tried to hold Meyer.

“?Attribute Conversion? !”

I shouted quickly. Meyer noticed and immediately awakened his magic. A pure white, holy light exploded, piercing my eyes, and the black smoke disappeared, burning with holy power.

[What…!]

For the first time, the face of the Demon King, who had been relaxed even up to that moment when he fell to Fabian’s sword in the first round, cracked.

Meyer’s every attack scattered helplessly, and he should have been eager to kill us in despair, unable to do anything about it…

Meyer’s sword, raised in the air, shone divinely like a glittering moon in the night sky.

At this moment, he looked more befitting of a “Holy Knight” than the title of “Black Knight.”

[This can’t be…]

The Demon King was perplexed, but he immediately saw the cause of this unforeseen situation. His red eyes, which had been looking down at me contemptuously, arrogantly, and with a sense of composure, became distorted with impatience and anger.

[You were Marianne’s anointing! Supportive wizard!]

“I’m not sure if St. Marianne would have chosen me.”

I mumbled and cast one support spell after another.

?Strength of Muscles?

?Indomitable Will?

?Quick Feet?

?Rising Power?

Magic that increased attack and defense, agility, and the speed of magic recovery were applied to the expedition members in turn.

Meyer stepped forward step by step, still holding his sword.

At first, he moved slowly, as if gauging the distance, but gradually he began to pick up speed.

“I chose Meyer Knox.”

I stared at Meyer’s back, his broad back, the hem of his fluttering black cloak. A black knight charged alone, without hesitation, toward the Demon King.

A legendary scene might look like this.

If a bard had been here, they would have admired this moment alone for the rest of their life.

The magnificent image of Meyer, as if straight out of an illustration in a history book, flickered across my retinas as if etched into my mind.

The final support magic was perfect. I gritted my teeth and screamed.

“That’s what the glory of choosing means, you son of a bitch!”

The moment I screamed violently, Meyer kicked the floor.

” ?Sky Island?!”

Sevi, who came back to himself without delay, recited well-timed magic.

Places, where one could step into the air, were popping up like stairs in time with Meyer’s footsteps.

As he strode through the air, Meyer quickly arrived right in front of the giant Demon King. He lifted his sword, which emitted beads of holy power, above his head and shouted.

“Let’s put an end to this weary war!”

[You bastard!]

The Demon King shouted angrily. Just before Meyer’s sword rushed toward the Demon King’s neck, the huge Demon King’s body was momentarily covered in black smoke.

Panicked, Meyer looked at me through clenched teeth.

The swarm of black smoke became a large hand, scratching and leaping toward me. He seemed to have decided that it would be faster to kill me first than Meyer.

I grasped the situation correctly and screamed in desperation.

“Nova! Julieta!”

“Yes!”

Before my words had run out, Nova and Julieta sprang out and quickly shielded me.

“Keuk!”

Fortunately, they were able to prevent the Demon King’s attack, but it was not easy to meet the Demon King’s power head-on, no matter how painted Nova and Julieta were with their support magic.

While Julieta and Nova persisted, Axion cast check magic, and August quickly cast a blessing.

As if in a daze, everyone moved in unison.

Although Meyer’s magic was a shocking thing, they would not have been brought in in the first place if they had been crazy enough to troll in vain at this point before the Demon King.

Everyone quickly grasped their distracted concentration, as if they had not forgotten the cause that defeating the Demon King came first.

Meyer aimed right behind the Demon King.

However, as each attack by Meyer was dangerous, the Demon King also did not easily turn his back on him.

[Rise up, ye servants of darkness!]

A large hand was slammed down to the floor with a thud. And just as the hand came up again, white skeletons dug the earth out of the floor and raised their bodies like bamboo shoots after the rain.

The number of them was tremendous. It was not enough to fill our huge pupils, and the skeletons climbed along the backs of the skeletons.

“Skeletons!”

“Such a large number… Really, it’s like a battle of the Demon King.”

Axion tried hard to pretend to be relaxed. Sevi, who had a sense of competition for Axion, also responded by pretending to be calm, perhaps because he didn’t want to show a frightened appearance alone.

“It seems all the demons I’ve killed so far from the dungeon have gathered here.”

“The little one is pretentious.”

Axion chuckled. He fired a barrage of magic and rolled his tongue at the skeletons on the wall.

“But it seems to me that they have a grudge, not against you, but the Vice Commander.”

“Haha…”

I smiled awkwardly. Perhaps because the demon king pointed at me, all the skeletons’ aggro was focused on me.

The skeletons’ defenses were not that high, but their numbers were not exhausted. It seemed no exaggeration to say that all the demons that had died so far in the dungeon had come flooding in, just as Sevi had said.

Meyer, separated from us, swung his sword at the streaming skeletons and shouted for the Demon King, who was nowhere to be found.

“You run away with fear!”

[Ha, how dare you provoke me? You bastard!]

The Demon King’s cry echoed through the high ceiling.

There was no appearance of the Demon King, but this much attention was enough.

No matter how strong the Demon King was, he was not a fountain of constantly gushing magic power.

He also had to operate his magic in a restrictive way, and it was impossible to adjust every single time he summoned a large number of demons.

‘The further away from the Demon King, the less sensitive it becomes.’

The moment the Demon King’s attention was disturbed for a while, there should have been a section where the skeleton’s movements stopped for a while.

As expected, Sevi, who had sensitively grasped the demon’s movements, hastily exclaimed.

“There’s a gap in the east direction!”

That’s enough to locate the Demon King. I immediately gave August a signal.

“Priest August, please station ?Curtain of Light? on the west side!”

“Understood!”

August nodded and quickly chanted the skill.

The curtain of light was a shield based on holy power, a technology originally intended to protect us.

But for this moment, it would be a prison that would confine the Demon King.

Since the space was wide, August’s holy power was drained out. Cold sweat formed on August’s chin, which was not easily exhausted.

I kept applying ?Rising Power? and helped him regain his holy power.

A hemispherical protective membrane, imbued with holy power, gradually closed the space between us and Meyer.

While the protective curtain was being stretched, Julieta, Nova, and Axion still kept the onrushing skeletons in check.

After much waiting, the protective coating was complete.

Only Meyer, a large number of skeletons, and the demon king remained inside the shield.

There were some skeletons left outside the protective membrane, but nothing compared to the number of pure white bones inside the protective membrane.

I screamed as hard as I could so that Meyer could hear me.

“Meyer! Now!”

“… Okay!”

Meyer’s voice could be heard over the layers of skeletons.

And immediately, more pure white, brilliant light began to flood out from among the white bones.

[What…!]

The Demon King cried out in impatience, but it was too late. Meyer’s skill had already begun.

“?Blade of Judgment?!”

Meyer’s extensive offensive skills were recited, which erupted explosively with magical power and scorched everything around them.

It was the only way to inflict damage on the Demon King, who was scattered like a mist, all at once.

It would have been better to use the skill with a protective film on us, but it was more effective to explode in a limited space surrounded by the protective film if the same magic was used. It was a kind of pressure rice cooker principle.

And if that protective film was made of holy power, it would be twice as effective.

No matter how much of a Demon King he is, he has never been in contact with level 80 holy power.

The light that at first leaked through the cracks soon stained the protective coating white.

It was a “storm of holy power” that seemed to break through even the protective film.