Chapter 402 [0399] The End

Lux's pre-planned plan made Jakka look a little dumbfounded. He looked at Lux in surprise, as if everything was under control, and his expression became a little subtle.

Although from what Lux had just said, his niece was indeed no longer the little girl who followed Garen and begged him to tell stories, but a true noble model, but this style of doing one step and looking three steps ahead still caught Jakka a little off guard.

Taking the initiative to split up the family and choose Fosbyro as the fiefdom...

Although he vaguely thought that this was very good, if Jakka really asked him to say what was good about it, he really couldn't say it for a while.

In this case, Jakka could only say with a little regret, "It's good that you have thought it through."

Then, just as the uncle and nephew were talking in a low voice, Ino's figure finally appeared in the distance. Ino, who was on the floating ice, seemed like a victorious general.

Vayne, who had been following her before, had disappeared at this time. Ino, with the sword hanging on his waist, passed through the shadows and went straight to the fortress.

The soul warriors who were repairing the city wall gathered around. Although they didn't know the division of labor between Lux and Ino, Ino's posture was obviously like "everyone follow me, I'm going to announce something."

And just as they thought, after Ino climbed the wall of the fortress, she did announce a big news.

"Morteang has been destroyed by me. From this moment on, the nightmare demon Morteang has completely become a thing of the past!"

After Ino announced the news, the soul warriors did not cheer. Everyone looked at her with a deep sense of disbelief.

Morteang... is it over?

Sensing this emotion, Ino simply took out a thin "piece of paper" and showed the completely sealed Morteang to everyone.

Holding Morteang high in both hands, Ino made a big circle on the top of the fortress. She clearly showed everyone this demon who was still grinning but did not look scary at all.

Feeling the familiar nightmare breath, the soul warriors of the Fearless Vanguard quickly turned from looking at each other in bewilderment at the beginning to ecstasy. They did not dare to get too close to the demon for fear of destroying the seal on it, but this did not prevent them from shouting with extreme excitement.

This is the demon!

It was really completely defeated and sealed!

We... We won!

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Among the cheering crowd, Sentu looked at the sealed demon in a daze, his eyes full of disbelief.

As the former king of Demacia, Sentu's eyesight is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary Fearless Vanguard soldiers - in fact, as a true emperor on horseback, Sentu once followed his father Oren to fight in Demacia when he was young, and faced countless terrible enemies that ordinary people could not imagine.

In Demacia today, the largest beast is only the Demacia, but this is not because of the unique geographical location of Demacia, but because the powerful creatures that once threatened the Demacians have been completely eliminated by the Demacians of Oren's generation.

Wielding a warhammer, Oren not only integrated the Demacians who came all the way west to avoid the war of the Rune War, but also his footprints spread all over Demacia.

In the swamps of Tobysia, he once fought against the dragon; at the foot of the Greenfang Peak, he smashed the boulder that caused the elemental tide; in Urwendale, he once defeated the Winter Claw War Mother who went south to plunder; in Dornhold, he accepted the oath of allegiance from the survivors of the Blessed Isles...

Following in the footsteps of his father, although Sentu did not personally participate in all the battles, he knew all about them.

At this moment, facing Ino who was holding the "one" demon high, Sentu suddenly remembered in a trance when he was still a child, when his father returned victorious from Tobysia.

That time, his father's face was flushed. He carried the heavy war hammer on his shoulders and rode the dragon bird to descend from the sky amid the cheers of the people. Under the neck of the dragon bird, the ferocious heads of three evil dragons were dripping with red blood.

Sentu clearly remembered that the head hanging in the middle was hit hard on the side of the face by a hammer - just like the Morteng held in Ino's hand now, it was completely flattened.

Looking at the excited fearless vanguard warriors, Sentu seemed to have some enlightenment at this moment.

Before, the former King of Demacia had never thought about why he stayed here, stayed in this dark shadow world, and fought demons day after day. Maybe in his heart, fighting demons did not need any reason.

But at this moment, without the threat of demons, Sentu suddenly felt relieved.

Maybe from that time on, I have been following in my father's footsteps?

His body completely relaxed, Sentu leaned back slightly, and finally leaned on the battlement - no longer afraid of the nightmare created by the devil, at this moment, Sentu can finally let go of his mind and taste the taste of relief and loss alone.

Stroking the hilt of the greatsword, Sentu remembered his father's last words to him.

He hoped that Demacia would be stable and peaceful, and that this beautiful country would last for thousands of years. He hoped that he could follow in his footsteps and rule Demacia with kindness, wisdom and strength.

What did I say at that time...

Shaking his head, Sentu finally discovered that this memory seemed to be blurred like a faded oil painting because he didn't want to remember it for a long time.

The only thing he still remembered at this time was his biggest regret after his father passed away - the Holy Hammer was missing. His father left the throne to him, but he did not leave the weapon to him.

"It was given to one of Demacia's greatest heroes."

Perhaps it was precisely because he did not obtain this holy hammer that Sentu continued to be pioneering and enterprising after inheriting the throne, right?

It's a pity that even if he built Forsbarrow Fortress and Mithril City Fortress, it completely blocked the opportunity for the northern barbarians to go south. Even if he accepted Needle Creek County and White Cliff City, Demacia had access to the Valoran Strait. Even though he finally suppressed the Illuminati and established the authority of the royal family, he still did not find the holy hammer.

Now, in the year of my destiny, I have taken the initiative to come to the Shadow Realm and fight with demons here. Is it because of the unwillingness and dissatisfaction in my heart?

Thinking of this, Sentu smiled and couldn't help but shake his head.

As the King of Demacia, there are many things that he cannot tell or be released by others. This awkward longing has always been suppressed in his heart, but as the years go by, it remains fresh and deep in his heart. Since childhood, Sentu has always hoped that he could become a person like his father.

But the awkward thing is that Sentu knows very well that he and his father are very different after all.

His hatred and fear of demons, his love and protection for Demacia, and his desire to become a true hero like his father allowed Sentu to spend a long time in the Shadow Realm. Almost all the people had been wiped out, but Sentu was still in good spirits. As a commander, he led the warriors of the Dauntless Vanguard to face Nocturne's attacks again and again.

And now, when this subtle relief appeared in the bottom of his heart, when Sentu finally relaxed, he finally experienced the biggest loss of his soul.

Amidst the cheers of the fearless vanguard warriors, the body of the second emperor of Demacia began to dim and become transparent. He raised his head and looked at the demon who was caught in Ino's hand and publicly executed. His face finally showed He showed a relieved smile.

After persisting for countless years, he failed to truly eliminate the demon. Instead, these two little girls took action and directly captured Nocturne...

What have you been obsessed with over the years?

At the edge of the city wall not far away, Lux and Jaka, who were still talking just now, noticed the bleakness of Sentu almost at the same time.

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty!"

Amidst the exclamations, the two people rushed over quickly, one after the other, holding Sentu from the left and the right, which was gradually becoming dim and transparent.

The excited fearless pioneer warriors heard the movement and turned around to look at His Majesty the King who had led them to fight fiercely in the Shadow Realm for countless years.

The soul warriors who were surrounding Ino a moment ago quickly came to their king's side at this moment, looking worriedly at His Majesty the King who seemed to disappear completely in the next moment.

The excitement of defeating the devil completely disappeared at this moment, and the surprise on everyone's faces turned into mourning before they even had time to dissipate.

Looking around at these loyal soldiers, Sentu finally grinned and laughed silently.

Yes, maybe I will never be able to become a hero who can defeat the evil dragon like my father. Maybe I will never find the holy hammer that I have longed for since I was a child.

Looking at these warriors, looking at Lux and Ino who put away their demons and looked at him worriedly, looking at their sorrow and worry, at this moment, Sentu felt that everything was worth it.

Unintentionally planting willows to create shade.

Looking back on my life, it seems that since the death of my father, I have been foolishly chasing after his footsteps, like a fool wrestling with my own shadow, pursuing things beyond my ability.

But fortunately, although I failed to reach the end, I still gained something along the way.

Looking at the different faces, looking at the costumes and armors from various eras of Demacia, many things that had been quietly hidden in the depths of memory came to light at this moment.

That’s right, that’s right!

Sentu is not the most powerful hero in Demacia, and he has never been able to pick up the holy hammer that he has dreamed of since he was a child.

But he was one of Demacia's greatest emperors.

He established the fearless vanguard, established the system of elite soldiers, and regulated the meeting of nobles for the first time.

He built Forsbarrow, Mithril City, and accepted White Cliff City, almost completely establishing the territory of Demacia today.

He stipulated the norms and responsibilities of the nobility. While granting fiefs to the nobility, he also stipulated the mission of the nobility and established a meeting of the nobility.

He presided over the construction of the current capital of Demacia, built the Castle of Dawn and the Hall of Valor, and made delivering a speech in the grand square a necessary procedure for the king of Demacia to ascend the throne.

When he was in his 60s, after learning about the raging evil, he led a group of truly fearless pioneers and resolutely rushed into the Shadow Realm. After transforming the sacrifice ritual, he was the first to perform self-sacrifice. .

After becoming a soul warrior, he fought a protracted war with the nightmare demon Morteng in the shadow world as a commander. Even though many soul warriors who came later had been exhausted, he still persisted.

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Perhaps in Sentu's own opinion, the biggest regret when looking back on his life was that he failed to find his father's holy hammer.

But for anyone who knows the history of Demacia, after reading his deeds, there is only respect in the heart for this great king.

In a trance, Sentu's eyes swept across the faces of many fearless pioneers, and finally fixed on Lux and Ino.

Sentu, who let go of his obsession, suddenly understood the choice his father had made.

So, he smiled and stretched out his hand, picked up the long sword that had accompanied him for countless years, and waved to call Lux and Ino.

Lux and Ino were stunned for a moment.

Although they didn't know what this was for, the two people still came to Sentu obediently.

Drawing the sword from its sheath, Sentu handed the long sword to Lux and the scabbard to Ino.

"Take it, kid." The determination on his face faded a little bit, and now he looked like a kind neighbor grandfather, squinting his eyes with a smile, "Take it and go out for me."

"You..."

"It's a pity that I'm not your father, and this sword is not his holy hammer." Sentu said with regret, "You are mages, and mages in Demacia may not have an easy life..."

"It's okay, it's okay, your majesty." Lux did not take the long sword, but shook his head repeatedly, and hurriedly explained, "I have received the punishment of the stone crown, and I have reached the pinnacle, Even as a mage, there won't be any problems in Demacia..."

"Silly girl, that's different." Sentu's smile got bigger, "Noble affairs are never as simple as those rules and regulations on paper. You are from the Crown Guard family, right? Take it, it can help you avoid a lot of unnecessary troubles."

Lux wanted to explain her experience to the respected King, but after seeing everything, Sentu's body was becoming transparent at a speed visible to the naked eye-in this case, she could only purse her lips, stretch out her hands, and take the sword.

Beside her, Ino also stretched out his hand and took the scabbard.

Seeing this scene, Sentu finally nodded with satisfaction, opened his mouth, and laughed with full energy.

"Hahahahahahaha!"

In the laughter, his figure became more and more dim and transparent, and even disappeared before the laughter faded.

As Sentu disappeared, a tightly closed door suddenly opened deep in the fortress. The laughter flew out of the door, traveled through time and space, and turned into a whistling wind, blowing over Fosbyro.

Rolling like thunder.

Kalya's Little Classroom: Holy Hammer:

What Sentu didn't know was that Oren's war hammer was handed over to a Yodel, and the name of this Yodel was Bobby. Just as Sentu had been proving that he was qualified to pick up the holy hammer throughout his life, Bobby had been looking for someone who could pick up the holy hammer for hundreds of years.