episode_0166

At the time of subduing the Demon King.

Lucius was not alone.

The warrior himself, the saint Elia, and a strong magician who protected his back.

A total of three people challenged the Demon King together.

The battle was fierce.

All the battles we’ve fought so far have been fierce, but this one was especially intense.

If I think about the other demons, including Lily and Jackal, who I had already defeated, it was tough, but I didn’t suffer any major injuries.

But the Demon King was different.

When it came to subduing the Demon King, who had long, sparkling white hair and brilliant golden eyes like himself, it was harder for him, Elia, and the wizard to find a place that was untouched.

“Ugh… Ugh… .”

Lucius, breathing heavily, approached the Demon King to finish him off.

“…Why.”

The Demon King, who now has no strength to move, stares at him with pupils that have lost their color.

“Why do you turn away from the truth… .”

He still spoke incomprehensibly and held up a sword that resembled his holy sword.

…are you going to do more?

Lucius also aimed his dazzling holy sword at him.

I had no intention of talking to the Demon King.

The nameless one, the comrade who could entrust his back to, said that he should not listen to the words of the Demon King.

Like that, he charged at the Demon King, burning the little bit of divine power he had left.

Although it was difficult to properly hold the sword since his left arm had already been cut off during the battle, it was enough to cut down the dying Demon King.

-Wow

Soon, the Demon King’s blood stains were scattered on the floor.

His brilliant, or rather gloomy, golden eyes also slowly lose their shine.

“Huh… .”

At that, Lucius let out a hollow laugh.

Even the Demon King is alive in the end.

Keep going, Benny, you’re going to die.

A satisfied smile immediately appears on my face.

It’s finally over.

In the end, no one died and we succeeded in defeating the Demon King.

Himself.

“Success.”

-dump

As the tension eased, Lucius dropped the sword in his hand and knelt on the floor.

The sticky magical energy felt from the Demon King also fades.

Seeing his heartbeat getting weaker, I can rest assured.

Since the Demon King is a living creature, he will probably die before a minute has passed at most.

“The end… .”

Like that, Lucius smiled in relief and stared blankly up at the sky for a moment.

Soon, a voice was heard behind him.

“… The end? This is too much of an illusion.”

A voice that is dying and will soon stop.

Lucius frowned and turned his head in the direction of the sound.

‘…What are your intentions?’

Most of his fellow demons are dead, and he himself is about to die, so what is left to say?

Lucius closed his eyes and focused on his words.

Since he was the Demon King who was about to lose his life, I thought I would listen to his last words.

Even though we were enemies.

Even though he was the worst opponent.

He also hoped that he would repent to some extent. He listened intently.

“Stupid. So stupid… .”

But what he heard was neither forgiveness, nor atonement, nor repentance.

“My past choices were so foolish.”

Somewhere, it was a meaningful statement.

“It wasn’t for my own pleasure that I was taking down that monster.”

If I had to be picky, it would be closer to regret.

‘…monster?’

Lucius began to feel his senses telling him that he had to listen.

“Warrior, even though I failed, you-”

But I couldn’t hear what he said.

“Coolook!”

In the Demon King’s chest, in my own chest.

Because there was a big hole in it.

“… What.”

Lucius turned his head with a blank expression, and there was his colleague.

No, there was a guy who was my colleague.

“Things like trash.”

This is Lucius’ last memory.

* * *

Lucius pauses to talk to Camilla about his past.

“… Here.”

“Tsk. Looks like grandma passed by already.”

As they moved, the atmosphere around them changed and the number of words spoken by the group of warriors decreased.

Looking to the left, the tree that had once been a giant was uprooted and lying in a miserable state.

Looking to the right, you can see that the dwelling that must have been someone’s residence has collapsed beyond recognition.

The place where the warriors’ party arrived is the north.

The place we are going to is Ellen, Camilla’s residence.

So, this surrounding area should have been like a blank sheet of paper.

Clearly, the land that should have been covered with snow looked parched because the sky had disappeared.

“…”

This place is reminiscent of a disaster.

It is a tragedy that the whole world and she alone created.

Camilla frowned and kicked her foot, then felt a great magical power and began to reach for the great sword strapped to her back.

“Hey, Grandma. Long time no see.”

It was truly a long-awaited reunion.

* * *

“Hey, Grandma. Long time no see.”

“… Hmm?”

“What’s with those horns? Did that pedo disciple make them for you to try out some new play?”

I turned my head at the sudden sound of a familiar voice, and there were only a few.

“Is that Camilla?”

A girl who dared to be called a close friend began to appear.

…I decided to ignore the gossip.

My relationship with Anonymous is not good right now, and I have no reason to accept Camilla’s really bad jokes.

Well, actually, I had already noticed the familiar presence from far away.

“That’s right, it’s been a long time.”

I had no reason to stop them from approaching, since I was also looking for them.

“… I guess it’s not about mind control.”

Camilla muttered something as she watched me blankly, then continued speaking.

“Grandma, can I talk to you for a minute?”

“Story… .”

I squinted my eyes and looked at Camilla, wondering if she was up to something… .

“Well, there’s nothing you can’t do.”

Soon, he shrugged his shoulders and nodded.

I don’t really have any desire to fight Camilla, Lucius, or Elia.

What could they possibly be up to?

Even if there is something, it doesn’t matter to me.

That would be the case, since those three alone would be insufficient to subdue me, and they would be fully aware of that fact.

Besides, I also welcome stories.

Because I have many questions to ask Elia, who is called the saint, about God.

“First, let me ask. What Grandma is doing right now. Is it all her own judgment?”

“Your own judgment?”

“Yeah, right now grandma is making things like this around here.”

Uhm, well then.

“Is there anyone who gave me a favor, you ask?”

“Yeah.”

“Huh… Is it important?”

“Very important.”

“Um… .”

I rested my chin on my hand and pondered Camilla’s question.

If you ask if there is anyone who has given birth to me… yes, there is.

‘Demon.’

They asked me to grant their wish, so I guess I’ll do it too.

But can I tell them this?

Of course, you could say they are my comrades too. Just like Lily, who is called the Demon Clan, the children of the Heavenly Demon Cult are like family to me.

Hmm, I’m worried.

“Tsk.”

Camilla clicked her tongue slightly when she saw me looking troubled, then quickly added.

“No, that’s okay. You don’t have to say anything.”

“… Is that so?”

“Okay, that answers it.”

I don’t know what the answer is, but….

Well, that was a difficult question.

‘That’s good.’

I nodded slightly, put away the wooden sword in my hand, and waited for him to continue speaking.

“Cheonharangnim.”

“Yes, Lucius.”

Lucius took a step forward and began to speak with a more serious expression than usual.

“Have you already killed the Demon King?”

The Demon King… .

Even in this situation, is that guy worried about the Demon King coming down in the future?

“Yeah, I cut it myself.”

He smiled faintly at the truly heroic question and answered.

Maybe he’ll be satisfied too.

“… Is that so?”

But, contrary to my expectations, Lucius only frowned slightly.

I had my doubts about it, but I didn’t bother to ask.

There must be something going on.

Like, I wanted to get revenge or something like that.

I shrugged my shoulders slightly and took a step closer to them, adding:

“Then, can I ask a question?”

“… Okay.”

He asked, shifting his gaze from Camilla to Elia.

“Elia.”

“Me, me… ?”

Elia looks flustered and flustered.

I raised the corners of my mouth to create the most comfortable atmosphere possible for her.

“Maybe you can call your god to this place where we are?”

But, my consideration was ineffective.

“God… right?”

As the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became cold, even Lucius and Camilla narrowed their eyes and placed their hands on their weapons.

Hmm, maybe it was a request I shouldn’t have made.

“How can it not work?”

However, this is something that is so important to me that I cannot back down.

“… maybe.”

Elia’s throat moved once and she asked back in a cautious voice.

“Can I ask why you are doing that…?”

“Why is that…? ”

It would be too long to tell everything.

That being said, I don’t know what to say about cutting out the context without any context.

Well, I’m not that smart.

Even vocabulary is nothing compared to the years I have lived.

‘How much should I say?’

As I was thinking alone, a thought suddenly crossed my mind.

Is it really necessary to ask their permission?

I’m just going to confirm the existence of that god and ask a few questions.

Surely, they will understand too?

If there is no God, I will just continue doing what I do.

If there is a God, he would just untie the chain of errors one by one.

Well… Of course, I intend to fulfill the request that the Demon Clan and the children of the Heavenly Demon Sect made to me, no matter what the outcome of my personal affairs is.

However, there may be differences in the method.

Ultimately, their request is for a place where they can live.

If we do our best, won’t it be resolved peacefully?

Hmm, maybe I’m being too optimistic.

“…”

As I was mumbling those thoughts, I saw Lucius taking a deep breath and holding his holy sword, just like Camilla, who was holding her weapon in her hand from afar.

‘Oh, I’ve been thinking about this for too long.’

I smiled awkwardly at him and, for the first time since I fell into this world, I pulled out the wooden sword I had made myself and aimed it at the sky above the saintess.

“Well, it’ll just take a moment.”

Soon, a dark energy will surround my wooden sword.

God’s Sword Technique

The surroundings began to warp as if they were reluctant to touch me or my wooden sword, creating an eerie atmosphere.

First meal

I savored the scenery and quickly lowered the wooden sword that had been pointing at the sky.

Optimism

Soon, the sky began to fall.

“… That’s.”

At the same time, a sphere also began to fall to the ground.