It Is an Honor to Meet You

The aftermath of the explosion spread in all directions, carrying soil, sand, stones, and dust.

It quickly reached everyone in the protagonist's party.

Everyone stopped what they were doing, turning toward the direction of the protagonist to face the shockwave of the explosion.

At this moment, Li Duoyu truly experienced the sensation of blood rushing to his head. It wasn't just because of the animation quality, but the overall presentation of the performance. Combined with what the protagonist had said at the very beginning, he really felt like he was watching a martyr heading toward his death.

The shockwave of the explosion slowly dissipated, and Li Duoyu's blood gradually cooled down as he prepared to welcome the ending.

It was no wonder he thought this way, as they had been fighting for nearly half an episode already. As someone with some understanding of animation production, he could imagine the difficulty of animating the previous fight scenes. Now, using the end of the explosion to conclude the battle and having the protagonist walk out of the smoke to explain what happened next would be perfect.

But if it were just that, Gu Xue wouldn't have complained about Misawa Hiroshi being reckless.

Amidst the complaints from all the viewers—"If you could make it that good, what the hell were the first eleven episodes for!"—a figure broke through the smoke, sent flying until his back slammed into a small dirt mound.

One of the Demon King's horns was broken, and his entire back was embedded into the mound, looking utterly wretched.

Following that, the shirtless protagonist, now empty-handed, also broke through the smoke and walked out slowly. He shook his arms, rolled his neck, and then slowly hunched his waist, sprinting directly toward the Demon King. As he drew near, he jumped violently, used the momentum of the leap to slide along the ground for a distance, planted his feet, and finally stopped in front of the Demon King. He twisted his entire upper body backward, raised his right fist, and aimed it at the Demon King's face.

...Bang.

The small mound behind the Demon King suddenly exploded into blocks of varying sizes, and the Demon King himself was sent flying.

The protagonist paused for a second, his figure flashed and vanished, and he gave chase once more.

The camera, which had been behind the protagonist, moved to the side as he sprinted.

The protagonist caught up to the Demon King, who was flying backward.

Just as the Demon King, his body hunched like a shrimp, slightly raised the longsword held in his right hand to counterattack, his wrist was grabbed by the protagonist.

Crack.

The Demon King's right wrist was twisted into a pretzel. The protagonist gripped the Demon King's right wrist with one hand and choked his throat with the other, bending his legs in mid-air to drive his knee into the Demon King's chest.

A circular shockwave exploded at the point of impact between the chest and the knee, and the Demon King, flying backward, was pinned directly to the ground.

The dust settled.

Panting heavily, the protagonist knelt on the Demon King's chest, snatched the longsword from his hand, and without saying a word, lifted it and held it upside down, aiming it at his throat.

The cold glint of the blade flashed.

Squish.

Blood splattered onto the protagonist's face.

"You are not..." The Demon King gurgled a few times, eyes wide, raising his hand as if wanting to say something.

"Am I not impressive, Hero?"

The protagonist smiled, interrupting him. He twisted his wrist holding the sword hilt, shredding the other's throat to pieces.

The Demon King gurgled a few more times and finally breathed his last.

A light breeze blew by.

The blood-soaked protagonist knelt for a while before wiping his face, leaning on the sword hilt to slowly stand up, and turning to walk toward the camera.

Behind him, the Demon King's corpse began to decompose, turning into black fragments that dissipated into mid-air.

With his back to the Demon King's corpse, the protagonist stumbled his way to the heroine.

The heroine was teary-eyed and wanted to go over, but seemed to have reservations, ultimately standing where she was.

"Norse, it's done. Am I impressive? Like a Hero, right?"

The protagonist asked softly. The breeze ruffled his hair, and although he looked wretched, he possessed an indescribable coolness at this moment.

The heroine bit her lip, saying nothing.

"Oh, right, I should probably call you by your real name and introduce myself properly."

The protagonist wore an expression as if he had just remembered something. He smiled, lifted the longsword in his hand, stuck it into the ground, took a step back, placed his left hand on his chest, and bowed in an extremely gentlemanly greeting.

"It is an honor to meet you, Norse Sin Constance, honorable... Hero!"

The heroine looked at the protagonist, silent for a long time.

She clenched her right hand into a fist.

Whoosh.

Accompanied by particle effects, the dowdy dress on her body vanished, replaced by a magnificent set of silver armor.

She held the true Holy Sword, looking at the bowing protagonist.

The protagonist stood shirtless, looking at the ground.

The two stood facing each other.

The camera pulled back, and then...

The screen went black, and the title of the episode appeared.

[It is an honor to meet you.]

Li Duoyu: "..."

Huh?????? (rising tone)

Are you f***ing kidding me? The previous eleven episodes showed the heroine in her underwear at least a dozen times, constantly giving out fanservice—what kind of Hero is that???

Are you out of your mind!!

Even if you aren't, you could at least explain what happens next!!!

At the same time, the comments section was flooded with question marks.

But no matter how confused the audience was, the animation continued to play.

The black screen vanished, the ending theme began to play, and the staff credits appeared.

However, the screen didn't immediately show what happened before the black screen; instead, it began to play still images of ordinary people living peaceful, happy lives.

Simultaneously, the narrator's voice rang out.

"The Demon King was defeated."

"The King was overjoyed and even wanted to betroth his precious eldest daughter, the apple of his eye, to him, but the Hero sternly refused and subsequently vanished from the public eye. The people had not heard of the Hero's deeds for a long time."

"Some say he retired after his success and went into seclusion, while others say he was mortally wounded while defeating the Demon King and died in the palace, and the King hid the news so as not to sadden the people."

"There are all sorts of rumors, but they are all hearsay and cannot be taken seriously. The only thing we can be certain of is that he brought us a peaceful life, and we thank him."

After the narrator finished the last sentence, he also disappeared.

Only the melodious female voice remained, humming the ending theme.

The progress bar moved slowly forward as the staff credits appeared one by one. This time, Gu Xue was listed separately under the original art section, standing out quite prominently.

Just as the progress bar was about to reach the end and everyone thought the animation was over, the narrator suddenly spoke up again, his tone profound:

"By the way, among the many rumors about the Hero, there is one that is most intriguing. Even the King, who usually never shows his emotions, displayed a look of terror upon hearing it. That rumor says..."

"The Hero crossed the Wall of Retreat, stood before the Goddess, and sat down on the ground with her."

The question marks in the comments section suddenly began to multiply frantically, but the animation ended, and the scrolling comments came to an abrupt halt.

Now, on the player, there were only two little girls and a floating window.

"If you like this animation, please consider supporting it with a coin~"

"..."

Li Duoyu looked at the playback window, remained silent for a moment, and said:

"F*** your father."

Having watched the audio-visual effects that perfectly showcased the charm of the animation just moments ago, he really wanted to know what happened next...

That sense of anticipation was practically overflowing.

He even forgot the fact that the first eleven episodes of this animation had been a complete train wreck.

But the episode just updated by Ore-sama clearly stated "The End," and it was truly over.

It was gone...

Is this even something a human would do...

Li Duoyu sat there blankly for a long time before he managed to suppress the urge to see what happened next and the impulse to curse the production team for being bastards.

He looked at the screen, and in a certain moment, he felt a sense of relief. He let out a laugh, suddenly feeling much better. He leaned back and lay down on his bed.

It had been a long time since he felt this way.

Maybe he should go buy the original work tomorrow...

Worrying about what others think—what a fool he was. As long as what you like isn't illegal, doesn't annoy others, and doesn't cause trouble for anyone, no one has the right to say anything or point fingers.

As for the animation.

Li Duoyu tossed two coins and gave the animation a five-star rating.

Although this animation had various flaws—like being a total train wreck and being cringey and edgy most of the time.

Perhaps when he watched this animation again in the future, he might ask himself, "Why on earth did I think this was good?" But at least, in this moment, his feelings after watching it were real.

And since he couldn't afford the Blu-rays or the merchandise, the only way he could express his support was by tossing a coin.

I like it, I toss a coin, I do what I can—that's all.

With everything settled, Li Duoyu put down his phone and suddenly felt a bit empty. He wanted a soda.

He wanted one more and more.

In the end, he couldn't resist any longer, sat up from the bed, and went to buy a soda.

As for killing X or whatever, he'd let his middle-aged self worry about that.

While Li Duoyu was out buying his soda, more and more people on the video site were finishing the final episode of Ore-sama.

By the time Li Duoyu returned, he would witness a small miracle.

The rating for Ore-sama, which had originally been just over 7 points, would skyrocket directly to 9.5 points in just one hour.

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Thank you, truly thank you all.