episode_0067
by fnovelpia1.
Lady Casselina, that is, the stories told by the previous warrior party members were all shocking.
First of all, the Demon King does not refer to a specific person.
King of the demons.
The enemy of the warrior.
Evil itself.
…anyone who meets the conditions will be given the title of Demon King.
There is a title called Demon King, and those who are worthy of it are given the title of Demon King.
The title will always exist.
And there is a person in the Academy who is worthy of it or who deserves it.
‘Fuck.’
An addition to that.
“The statement that the world will be destroyed if the Demon King appears is not a metaphor.”
For me, who was born in the era when the Demon King was defeated, it was a bit of an ambiguous statement.
I never thought of it as a metaphor.
The Demon King is stronger and more evil than anyone else, so isn’t he trying to destroy the world?
“One year after the Demon King’s appearance, the world will be destroyed. Even if the Demon King does not try to wipe out all humans, the world itself will be destroyed.”
“………Huh?”
As soon as I heard those words, I was overcome with a sense of confusion in my head.
It’s a story I’ve never heard before.
History books contain the glory and pain of victory, but they do not try to include the bitterness of failure, so it is a story that cannot be known.
The reason I’m only hearing this story now is because Professor Casselina is a member of the previous warrior party.
“…”
I was so surprised that I couldn’t close my mouth, but Ms. Casselina didn’t care.
Actually, you must have been looking out the window, reminiscing about something, so you didn’t see me.
“When I received the prophecy, it was before the Demon King fully appeared. It was a prophecy given by the precious World Tree Mother, and I was able to interpret it.”
“Yes, yes…”
“After the interpretation of the prophecy was completed, the Demon King truly conquered the Tachikan Kingdom and informed the hero of the birth of the Demon King in some way.”
“Then, can the warrior know about the birth of the Demon King?”
“Yes. The warrior looks different from the other warrior party members.”
And one more shocking story.
The birth of the Demon King is like the birth of a warrior.
I heard new knowledge and a history.
‘Come to think of it, you fought together with the previous warriors.’
To be able to hear directly from the person who protected the veiled existence of the former warrior…
It’s a glorious yet mysterious feeling.
Could it be that the reason I heard this was because of a whisper containing an unwanted prophecy?
“So the warrior was appointed and Ms. Casselina joined?”
“That’s right.”
“And… that warrior from the previous generation killed the Demon King?”
“…”
“Teacher?”
It must have been so engrossed in memories that you couldn’t hear me for a moment.
Because the green spirit eyes that looked out over the forest of the Academy were filled with various emotions.
“…Oh, yes yes. I’m listening.”
“I have a personal question, can I ask you?”
“Questions are a student’s right, so you don’t have to be so careful.”
The warrior of the previous generation, so…
This is a word of admiration and respect for the hero who defeated the Demon King within a year and saved the world from destruction.
“Do you know the names of the warriors of the previous generation?”
I wasn’t really interested in the previous warriors.
You just defeated the Demon King that existed the year I was born.
My impression was that he was a hero of the world and that he sacrificed his life to defeat the Demon King.
But after hearing the story that Professor Casselina had told, my thoughts changed.
This world.
So, he protected all life, the world tree, and nature.
The person’s name.
We do not know the name of that great hero.
The fact that he attended the academy is a public fact, and only rumors circulate among the public.
But no one remembers his name because he lived such a quiet life.
Couldn’t Ms. Casselina know the name of that hero?
And can’t we at least express our gratitude to that warrior now?
“…”
The silence grows longer.
I waited anxiously for Professor Casselina to open her mouth.
“…”
Was it a silent rejection after all?
I thought it was disrespectful to the person who had to deal with the death of a colleague.
I wonder if the previous warrior left a will asking that his name not be revealed.
“Thank you for the great story, Professor Casselina.”
It was Srenya who left the place, leaving behind a plausible guess.
2.
Today is a club activity day.
There was a time when, as the student council president, I would come into the student council room right after lunch to organize meeting materials in order to set an example.
I saw a familiar face.
“Kariel.”
“Srenya? You’re here early today. I thought I was the first to arrive.”
“That’s too bad.”
A blond, blue-eyed man with a sly look.
It was Vice President Kariel who came in cautiously with a gentle smile.
Kariel also had a hand full of conference papers.
Kariel asked the tea and the obvious question.
“There are no student council members, so why did you come out so eagerly, Mr. President?”
“Because I have a lot to do.”
Same goes for me.
I guess he’s complaining about me coming too early.
Student council work is simpler than you might think.
Each department selects projects that are appropriate for its needs and helpful to students, applies for a budget, and implements them.
In the process, the student body president and vice president naturally coordinate to ensure the success of appropriate business.
It’s simple but intense work.
Of course, this is at the beginning of the semester… Later on, you will have to take on quite specialized tasks such as selecting school trips and hosting balls.
This means that later on you will have to deal with complex and high-intensity tasks.
“It’s fortunate that all the student council members are competent. It would have been a little tight since it was full of first-years.”
“Because my seniors helped me a lot, I think it’s about this much.”
Kariel shook the papers in his hand.
Even though the amount has been reduced, it is by no means thin.
After a brief and leisurely chat, Srenya dropped a serious note.
The question that kept me up at night, weighed heavily on my chest all day, and ruined my appetite.
‘He’s the chief.’
Is the reason he’s being asked that question because he’s the strongest person in the academy and a suspect for the Demon King?
“Kariel.”
“Huh? Why are you calling me?”
“What would you do if there was a Demon King in the Academy?”
“…Suddenly?”
First, I looked closely at Cariel’s expression.
The thought that he might be the closest person to the Demon King suspect makes me break out in a cold sweat and feel desperate for no reason.
If you make a cold or exposed expression here…
‘What should I do?’
I don’t know.
Come to think of it, I didn’t do anything about the case where Kariel was the Demon King.
I wonder if I made this mistake because I was so psychologically exhausted.
“Hmm. There’s a demon king in the academy…”
-Gulp.
I swallowed silently in the tense situation.
But Kariel responded lightly, as if my tension meant nothing.
“Doesn’t it have anything to do with us?”
“…Huh? Why?”
A foolish sound automatically came out at the calm words.
First of all, let’s put that aside since it doesn’t seem like the Demon King’s reaction.
When I asked for an explanation for his answer, Kariel shrugged and gave his opinion.
“Well, the Demon King’s opponent is a hero. We’re just students, so we won’t have to fight the Demon King, right?”
“Ah, but he’s still the Demon King?”
“Even so, he’s the Demon King, but he’s already been defeated by the warrior party. The warrior party defeated the Demon King with a total of 6 people.”
It’s more petty than you think.
Like Uni, he has no ambition to become a direct member of the warrior party, and it seems like he is just observing a phenomenon.
“In the first place, isn’t the Demon King a story that is too distant for ordinary students like us?”
“You don’t have any intention of becoming a warrior, do you? That Kariel?”
I am speechless with impatience and absurdity.
That’s understandable, since the person who produced the most famous warrior party member was a talented person who didn’t have the appearance of a warrior.
“Hmm… I’m saying this because I don’t think I can be a warrior.”
“Why?”
“Is it because I see someone more worthy of being a warrior than me?”
“Huh? Who is that?”
“…There is a kid like that.”
Then it was Cariel who looked through the documents with a faint smile.
The story of the warrior who left behind a mysterious tale continued until other student council members arrived.
…
After the student council meeting, after school.
Warrior, warrior, warrior…
I’m shouting out to myself right now the person I desperately need.
‘Hero, please throw down your student ID and reveal your identity…!!!’
If there is a demon king, shouldn’t there be a warrior?
First of all, since the Demon King is ready, I hope he can reassure us that the heroes are also ready, and that we can go about our school lives without worry even if the Demon King appears.
“Huh…”
When I let out a sigh and looked around.
I saw three friendly backs of heads and one familiar face.
Half of the familiar faces were catching their breath as they looked at him while he explained the operation.
“Warrior, it was a club.”
The Warriors Club remains passionate until after school when the sun begins to set.
There are rumors going around the student council that he is training harder and more intensely than others.
There are always scary rumors that people are flying around, vomiting, and urinating during their training.
Of course, most of these are just rumors.
“…You’re working hard.”
When I see the warrior club, I am reminded of my conversation with Kariel.
That damn demon lord.
And the warrior.
The Demon King, the being of destruction in the prophecy that torments me.
And the hero who will save me and all of us from that demon king.
Also, I remember the story about the warrior that Professor Casselina told me.
A warrior who saved us all.
The noble hero who overcame the crisis that threatened to destroy this world and died a heroic death.
I don’t even know the name anymore, but right now I want to feel the comfort that comes with that name, Warrior.
Just hearing the name brings a sense of trust, stability, and comfort.
3.
The first thought that came to mind when I saw the sight before my eyes was…
It’s a sight to behold.
-Bam! Bam!
A pot filled with oil and heated over a fire as hot as hellfire.
And then something magically malfunctions and explodes loudly over that pot.
“Ugh, euaaah!! Kyaaaah! Save me! Eugyagyaak!!!”
And in front of that, Kai oppa is fidgeting.
My brother’s confident smile, as he told me to look forward to cooking today, overlaps with mine.
-Pubberbuck!!
The dish kicks the pot and passes me by.
Cooking can fly.
“Keeek!!!”
All my expectations were shattered by the sight of my brother howling and screaming.
Today, Kai has no faith left.
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