After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King Chapter 333 - 77 The Death of Tipcapu
"Isn’t that absurd? Are you really a succubus?"
But no matter how you look at it, it was true... I just wasn’t good at it.
"Also, with such strong talent, why are you working as a maid?"
Because I like it. I just want to be a maid. Even though I’m male, I still want to be a maid... No, that’s not right. I want to be a manservant.
Tipcap suddenly felt like he had an out-of-body experience, as if he saw the distant Demon King Territory from another world... The leader was fighting fiercely with the Blood Clan, and Lord Satan Ye was desperately killing vampires, but the little demons kept dying...
Lord Satan Ye looked like he was about to cry.
...
Crying... Right, Lord Yila was crying before too.
Tipcap never told anyone, but he actually didn’t want anyone to cry... If Hilena died, everyone would cry, so Lord Hilena must not die.
Thinking this, Tipcap seed to fly above his current location, looking down at himself lying on the ground, seeing Hilena being approached by a Blood Clan legend... His own fallen form looked so pathetic.
*Then, Tipcap, get up...*
Tipcap told himself this. He closed his eyes and, when he opened them again, he was back in his body. He grabbed the foot of the Blood Clan legend and said, "Absurd? Maybe I am quite absurd."
*I can still talk and resist...*
The Blood Clan legend thought this, looking toward the now-standing Tipcap. She opened her mouth... but you are almost burned out and about to die. Maybe you should just lie down.
She wanted to say this, but no words ca out.
"But I didn’t do anything wrong."
Tipcap said this, standing there with a voice that seed ethereal and far-reaching. Everything around him seed to beco very clean... For a weak body to face a legend, this was his limit.
*Perhaps if he had used his talent more to beco a warrior rather than a maid, he could have won easily... Perhaps.*
"If you throw another punch at , you will certainly die."
The Blood Clan legend reminded him, looking quite helpless, and shook her head, saying, "Your skin is starting to crack. Don’t bla ... I’m just following orders."
She could speak again, but...
At this mont, Tipcap could no longer hear.
Miraculously, in the shocked gazes of the two legends and the Blood Clan legend, Tipcap’s body began to burn with flas... Although he had no fla-related abilities and was not a boxer by profession.
But...
But his body began to burn with a fierce fla.
But...
But, but...
"But..."
Tipcap spoke as his body gradually cracked like porcelain, revealing his already hollow insides, even half his face turning to fragnts scattered by the wind.
Yet his aura rose to the sky.
The Blood Clan legend sensed danger and tried to dodge, but she was already locked in his aura and couldn’t move at all—this was simply too absurd. How could such a thing exist in the world?
Are you kidding ? This succubus wasn’t even a professional fighter?!
"But I am just..."
Tipcap quietly spoke, a badly broken fist gently swung out, but this punch carried a force as though it weighed a thousand pounds... In that mont, countless images flashed in his mind.
...
When he played alone.
When he was ostracized for not mastering allure.
When Lord Hilena found him and took him as a disciple.
When he proudly said, "Because I am a manservant."
When he nodded proudly at complints of "amazing."
When he smiled with pride at how his talent could be of use.
...
Not only that...
Also, scenes of him practicing punches on wooden dummies—punching, punching, punching, punching, punching, punching, punching, punching, punching, punching, punching, punching, punching, punching, punching, punching...
Day and night, regardless of heat or cold, endlessly chasing his passion.
And then the final scene—
Lord Yila smilingly patting his head, telling him...
"Love what you love."
Tipcap said this, and in that instant, his fra completely shattered, the fragnted fist exploding, blasting the Blood Clan legend.
"Boom!!!!"
The power wasn’t actually that great, but... it was enough to kill the opponent.
Enough to kill a legend.
As a maid... no, a manservant.
...
Thus, Tipcap left an unremarkable story in the history of the Demon King Territory. After killing an insignificant enemy, he also t his end.
*His fist could no longer tighten.*
*Truly, he had lived a very interesting life, and indeed had written a very interesting story...*
Tipcap thought this as he lay there, shattered in body and mind, thinking... If he had maneuvered a bit, maybe he could have lasted a little longer.
Maybe he and Lord Hilena could have been safe~
*But regret? There’s naturally no regret.*
*Because he was Tipcap. When the Demon King Territory needed him to be a maid, he was a maid. When the Demon King Territory needed him to stand up... he stood up.*
*Until his death, he fought for what he believed in... The Demon King Territory was a very gentle nation, different from the rest of the world. As Lord Yila said, it was a place existing only in fantasies.*
*This place could accommodate an odd succubus like him, a strange cook, a weak Demon King, and an out-of-place Lord Yila.*
*It could accommodate everyone, every leader... because everyone was strange~*
*Thinking of this made him feel warm, even now...*
*It still felt warm ~*
...
With these thoughts, Tipcap lay in the thin snow and closed his eyes forever...
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Then... the gale began to howl.
Oppressive and violent aura started to fill every inch of this place. A figure with massive, gleaming wings, accompanied by several illusory pairs of wings beneath them, imdiately targeted the culprit of this farce upon arrival.
Kane stood up with great interest. With a playful smile, he exchanged a gaze with Yila, whose face was almost entirely obscured by substantial killing intent.
Seemingly, soone got angry.
...
"Tipcap: Hahaha, that’s great... Lord Hilena is saved! But... Lord Yila~, even if you’re angry it won’t help, because I’m already dead~"
"Yila: ..."
"Yila: ???"
Yila: "Pff!"
The disguise broke!
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