The Death Mage Who Doesn’t Want A Fourth Time: Rise Of The Demon Knight

Capiro´s screams resonated in the entire area and even the people in the city could hear it

"Arrrggggghhhhhh YOU BASTARD!!!!!!" he screamed and the arms hit uncontrolled around

"Just die already," I said shooting my arrows with light-life magic enchants on him but apparently the demon king fragment strengthened his vitality or something like this

, As far as I remember it wasn´t like this with Van' my thoughts ran wild the most cliched outcome I could think of was that Capiro would become resistant to the sun

While Capiro screamed in agony the Demon king Fragment he was equipt with began to go out of control the arms hit around without aim as its host was dying and soon would be nothing but a pile of ash

"Can someone seal the fragment?!" I asked backward while still shoot at Capiro and dogged the arms that would come to me sometimes

"I... can..." an old priest stood up and took the old seal which seemed to be made of Orichalc.u.m and began reciting an old spell which I didn´t understand

As his voice resonated the Fragment became even wilder it tried to fight back but before it could do anything Capiros body turned to ash and the Demon King´s Arms were sealed in the Orichalc.u.m plate once again the old priest collapsed after that and I cached him before he hit the ground

"Not bad old man" I praised him as I layed him onto the ground as Neria came towards me through I didn´t understand how she could walk with the three holes in her body

"You shouldn´t walk," I said to her but she actually was more worried about me

"Val are you alright..." she totally ignored me "... your sword looked like it was coated in a black aura what did happen?" she questioned me and I slowly feel that fatigue taking its tool but I gave my all to answer her that I knew nothing about it

"I have totally no clue," I said with a straight forward face "It´s nothing we should worry about now but instead let me treat your wounds" I cast a healing spell on her and the wounds slowly closed but only as a first-aid measure since my forte was combat-magic, not healing magic

"You should learn how to use it properly" she shook her head

"Learn how to treat yourself if you don´t like it" I retaliated in a pissed tone but before Neria could reply to it a certain person came near to us

"Lady Neria may I treat your wound properly," the saint asked her using honorifics to my surprise and while she treated Neria in a more professional way than I ever could I sat on the ground while everything around us became hectically

"That reminds me, little saint... do you still want my head?" I asked her to which she looked at me with a serious face and I regretted asking for a moment

"No not anymore... you saved us so let´s say you are free to go where ever you like," she said in a dignified manner of speech while a group of temple knights lead by an elderly priest came to us

"What must my old ears hear there Mylady you give a vile dhampir mercy this is inexcusable," he said and the knights wanted to encircle us but at a handsign from the saint they stopped and got into distance

"Yes I grant this dhampir mercy because he saved us from this vampire whose fangs were poisoning Aldas holy grounds without any of us noticing yet you want to kill this man?" she threatened him and I was surprised she had such guts

"This doesn´t matter he is a vile dhampir and to our god's decree all of Vidas races shall be exterminated" the man argued but the saint didn´t give in

"I won´t pay his deed with his death this isn´t right and if Alda sees this otherwise he shall give us a sign," she said something quite heretic to give her god an indirect order but I was actually afraid that this coward would send something like, Kill this Cursed Being, or something like that but nothing came in the end

The elder priest withdrew since he saw it wouldn´t be wise to argue with the saint any longer and it wouldn´t bring anything

"So since this is also cleared let´s head back I need a bit of sleep," I said while standing up

"You can take a room in the temple," the saint said with such a kind naivety you wouldn´t believe she just talked down a fanatic

"Sorry but we will pass you have many things to do we don´t want to become a burden to you," Neria said while using her staff as a walking cane apparently she was more exhausted than I thought

"Shall I help you?" I asked her and as she nodded I supported her

"It´s actually a shame I am unable to repay the kindness of you two... I pray we will meet again" the saint said and I laughed a bit

"Surething little saint but only if my head has a guarantee to stay where it belongs" I mocked her

"It will stay where it is supposed to be and by the way, my name is Isabell not little saint," she said while looking her arms before her b.r.e.a.s.t

"Fine then till next time Isabell," I said and left with Neria to the Inn we rented

I layed Neria on one of the beds and rested me on the other I could hear Neria beginning to talk but I was already fallen asleep in a matter of seconds

-Alda´s Divine Realm-

The Gods especially the young ones were in a state of emergency as they felt the breaking of a sealed Demon King´s fragment within a city without a hero but to their surprise, a dhampir boy suppressed the host and the fragment got sealed again

"How is this dhampir able to fight such an opponent?" a familiar spirit which belonged to a priest asked

"He certainly has skills far superior to other dhampirs of this age excluding these monsters of old" another belonging to an old general spoke and soon another discussion about dhampirs and the threat this specific dhampir could become started followed by a summary of examples for the strength of the dhampir race at all

The discussion lasted till Alda sitting on a throne spoke up

"It´s alright this dhampir may be an unnatural existence in this world but he proofed to be worth this time," he said leaving the other gods in shook

"Lord Alda are you saying we should grant this dhampir power and use him as an executioner?" a younger god asked

"Fool, as if we would grant a dhampir our divine protection Lord Alda simply noted that the dhampir was at the right place at the right time" an older heroic spirit scolded the young god

"We shall discuss this another time till then we will keep an eye on this dhampir something is off on him and I can´t tell yet what it is" Alda spoke and everyone left till only Curatos remained

"It´s fascinating that he is capable of holding that sword isn´t it," Curatos asked his master and Alda nodded

"It´s truly dangerous to let this sword be not sealed but it seems like it hasn´t affected his mind at all" Alda pointed out

"This is impossible after all we are talking about that demonic blade the sword that slew countless heroes over the 100.000 years it exists" Curatos opened the book in his hand and used his divine power to showcases were previous wielders of the sword lost control and then compared it with the dhampir there was a clear difference

"He isn´t losing his mind," Alda said after intensely comparing the scenes with each other

"I don´t know why he is able to withstand the sword influence but we should do something about it as fast as possible" Curatos gave his advice and Alda nodded

"We will think of measures. This sword is far too dangerous..." Alda went silent

"Milord should we order our believers to kill him and seal the sword?" Curatos asked him but Alda shook his head

"No if we would fight him right now there is the danger that the sword will take him entirely over," Alda said and ordered Curatos to leave

"The Sword of Wrath, Irae so it found a new victim..." he murmured to himself while questioning why the dhampir could withstand the sword