It's difficult to summarize this novel in one sentence. At an age when they didn't understand anything, and without knowing each other's true self, the Devil and Langmuir used the so-called "hate" to support them through ups and downs. They said "hate" but their actions were all love. Fortunately, the ending was worthy of the hardships along the way.
The arrow shot by Lanmuir when they first met shattered the Demon King's innate pride and brought countless suffering and humiliation. Because Lanmuir was almost lucky enough to survive the period when the Demon King was driven out and killed by others, the shackles of race and personal hatred supported the Demon King's survival.
The Holy Lord, also known as Langmuir, is a relic of the old era in today's terms. He is the descendant of the perpetrator, and he is the "god statue" used by the Holy Religion to fool the people. In the eyes of him, who was raised in captivity by the whole country since childhood, the demons are invaders. As the future king of a country, as the holy son designated by "god", he will protect the people. Protecting the people is his natural obligation, so he did not hesitate when he shot the fatal blow to the devil. Unfortunately, he failed, but fortunately he failed. Despite the obstruction of the Holy Religion, he still insisted on eradicating the roots. It was precisely because of his persistence that he saw the truth, and his faith since childhood collapsed.
Langmuir discovered that he was not a victim but a descendant of the perpetrators. When he learned that his ancestors massacred people just to gain the reputation of a holy king, when he discovered that the truth was actually known to everyone only because various interests were covered up, and when he discovered that the people's love for him was because of "gods" and not him, he was in pain but helpless. He could not tell the truth, and no one would believe the truth in his mouth.
Many people say that the male protagonist is too much of a virgin, but what can he do? His power is not comparable to that of his father, and his thoughts are not comparable to the long-standing Holy Religion. He is just a puppet. In the impact of faith and reality, he chooses death, but the Demon King's desire for life aroused his desire to live, and his guilt for the Demon King and the guilt of his people pulled him back. He found his own path and corrected it at all costs. Langmuir's soul broke out among the thorns and blood.