episode_0046

“Abel.”

“Huh?”

“I have something important to tell you.”

“Then I’ll stop here…”

Galvein tried to sneak out, thinking that this was the opportunity. He must have felt a little guilty since I had openly accused him of being a spy last time.

“It’s your story, so just leave it as is.”

“Ah.”

Galvein made a voice that seemed to indicate that he had come. It’s amazing how much emotion can be contained in just one word.

“Sigh…”

Where should I begin explaining this?

I also have nothing to say since I just guessed based on a few clues. There are also some parts that don’t make sense if you just say he’s a spy and end it.

After thinking about it for a moment, I realized that the source of the clue was El’s memory, which was still sealed in a corner of my mind.

Wouldn’t it be okay to just take a quick look?

Sneak.

“Guweeek.”

“Leah?! What’s going on!”

It’s not okay.

If there hadn’t been a bucket on the floor, I would have just delivered the pigeon pizza on top of the paperwork.

“Oops, ugh. It’s nothing…”

“It’s nothing. I’ll take care of the work, so go back to bed and rest, Leah. You can hear the story later.”

“No, really, it’s okay. And…”

My eyes stared intently at Galvein.

One picture with that girl named Lucy, and…

“Galvein. Bring the fake Abel last time. He was caught as a spy anyway.”

“#1^~*8@!!”

Galvein let out a scream from his soul.

I said I wouldn’t tell you the details last time! It’ll probably be the same.

You think there was a blast? You’re mistaken. Our Galvan wouldn’t do something like that.

“No… Well. I already knew that.”

“…?”

“???”

What are you talking about, Abel…?

“If not, would you have secretly excluded Galvein at every meeting? I just left him alone because he didn’t seem hostile. He’s still useful.”

“…Haa. If I knew, the story would go faster. But still, leaving the spy alone is a bit…”

“No, no. Wait… Your Majesty? You knew?”

“Yeah, you were really annoying from the start. At some point, whenever information entered your ears, a suspicious person would appear and film a massacre. Oh, was that the same person as my fake from the time of the Kyeonjok?”

“…”

hmm.

The lesson learned was that no matter what happens in the future, Galvein should not be used as a spy.

“First of all… Let me tell you what I know. That fake Abel is talking about – there’s some kind of collusion between Lucy and Galvein, and, oh. Since Abel only heard about it through reports, he doesn’t know who Lucy is, right?”

“No, I know.”

“?”

Abel, why are you secretly so competent?

“The Holy Nation is torn apart… No, even this word is not enough. Who do you think filmed that video that completely shattered my faith? It’s because I left the goddess to him to do whatever I want. ”

Lucy was there too? This was a surprising fact. Of course, no matter how surprising I was, it was no less surprising than Galvein, whose face was pale and pale.

“Oh, Your Majesty. I am-”

“…Rich’s weakness was the Life Vessel. Where did he put it?”

“Your Majesty…!!”

“Abel. Don’t play around with things like this.”

Abel screamed as I pulled his hair while he was rummaging through his luggage. Even if I got hurt a little, it was worth it.

“Aaah…!! Leah, wait a minute! Let’s talk about this!”

“This time it was too much. If you do that, Galvein will really think he’s being purged?”

When I protested, pointing at Galvein, who was trembling with his head down, Abel finally apologized and helped Galvein, who was already lying face down, up.

I really wonder why there’s no coup. Before he regained his memories, I thought it was because he was the Demon King, but now that I think about it, isn’t that just Abel’s original personality?

I waited quietly for Galvein to calm down. He would have to speak from the next part of the story, but if he kept that up, he wouldn’t be able to eat or drink.

“…”

“Are you feeling calm now?”

“Okay. Then what should I say?”

“About the woman you stole information from, and why you helped her. And…”

Stop.

Abel, who had been thinking for a moment while running his finger down his chin, added in a leisurely tone without any emotion.

“Why, that woman is so strangely similar to me.”

As Abel spoke like that, a hint of irritation crept into his expression without him even realizing it.

“No. Just call me. Back then, there was no time to talk on the rooftop, but now there’s plenty of time. That goddess-like bitch is probably busy taking care of herself after getting beaten up by me and Leah.”

hmm.

But Abel.

Why… are you taking out your sword?

The black sword that Abel took out from somewhere and was sharpening was so black and ominous that no matter how you looked at it, you couldn’t help but think of it as a demon sword.

And no matter how I look at his expression, it looks like he’s seriously trying to stab me to death.

That’s almost like trying to kill a goddess.

“…Abel?”

“It turned out well. I didn’t like the fact that you watched Leah suffer until she was on the verge of death and then just left her alone until I got there…”

“Abel? Come to your senses…!”

“Bring that kid.”

“…Abel…”

“Call.”

“…Huh? Your Majesty?”

“One of the two will be buried here today.”

Abel-!!!

*****

“…That’s why he attacked me as soon as I entered the barracks? You two weren’t planning on teasing me, were you?”

“It’s true.”

“…”

I lowered my head, covered my ears, and whined, trying my best not to hear their conversation.

“Yeah, seeing Leah so embarrassed makes me think it’s true. Anyway, we had to have a three-way meeting someday anyway.”

A life-size bastard.

Lucy muttered quietly.

Honestly, I had nothing to say even if I had ten mouths, so I just sat there quietly, leaning against the wall, nursing Abel with cracked ribs, and listening to their conversation.

I knew there was a difference in strength between the two, but when I saw Abel being thrown against the wall with his sword-holding wrist grabbed as he rushed in, I thought, “Ah, I fearlessly confronted someone who was stronger than I thought.”

By the way, when you compare them right next to each other, they really do look similar.

“Of course, it’s the same person.”

“…I guess so. I guess there’s no such thing as a result of them being somewhat similar… Sigh.”

“Why is your expression like that?”

“No, just…what the hell happened to make you a woman…is that all?”

“If I were to explain that, the story would be quite long.”

“…Wait a minute.”

I had an ominous feeling that the flashbacks would come out again, just like the family story in some game, so I quickly called Lucy over.

“?”

“Please explain briefly, just extracting the main points… The author, no… has his own circumstances.”

Do you know how many flashback scenes there are in a novel that’s less than halfway through its 100 chapters?

“…? I don’t know what you mean. Are you saying that you want me to explain it as briefly as possible? ”

Before the self-proclaimed explanation-lover Galvein could intervene and disrupt the conversation, I quickly expressed my agreement.

“Then… First of all, in my worldline, you died, and as revenge against the goddess, I cast the magic that Galvein developed last on me, breaking the restrictions the goddess had placed, and made a last desperate attempt, but I failed like a dog, ate up the Demon King’s castle and the land, and returned by chance. Because of that, Galvein, the last surviving Four Heavenly Kings, was caught by the scruff of the neck and returned with me.”

“…uh.”

I think it’s too summarized?

There are a lot of holes in the middle process. Wouldn’t it be better to listen to Galvein’s explanation?

“…Damn it. Wake up the Demon King. The Demon King, please just stay in your seat. No, not Abel, Lucy! If your ribs are broken, then you should just quietly let your lover support you and let me explain, right, human? ”

I nodded in agreement with Galvein’s relief pitcher who quickly intervened. Isn’t too much better than too little?

“…Leah…”

“Abel?”

“I hate that guy.”

“…Lucy is ultimately herself. Abel… Come on… That’s self-loathing…”

“…”

Galvein cast a sidelong glance. Lucy joined in.

“Sorry. Keep going…”

Surely Abel wasn’t like this?

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*****

That day, I was locked in my lab, studying the intact heart of a twin-headed ogre, a precious material that had arrived after a long time.

That’s why it may have been late for you to hear the news.

I learned the news that day when the Demon King, who usually knocked, kicked the door open and came in.

“…Galvein. Save me.”

“Your Majesty. I don’t know why you’re suddenly acting like this, but reviving a lion is impossible. Someone who knows why-”

At that moment, I saw a corpse that the Demon King was carefully holding, worried that it might fall to the ground.

That body―

*****

“Galvein.”

“Yes, Your Majesty?”

“It seems like you’re calling both of us Demon Kings… For convenience, let’s differentiate between Abel and Lucy. And, shorten the description.”

“…Yes?”

“I know you like explaining, but I have broken ribs and Leah’s arms and ankles are still not normal, so listen quickly, sort out the situation, and then I’ll hand over the work to that bastard Lucy and rest, so cut the content short.”

“Okay.”

‘Of course, I’m the one who left Leah, so I have nothing to say about the wounds… Wait, what? What do you want me to do?’

Lucy raised her head and looked at Abel with wide eyes.

I never agreed to that!

…it was a meaningless cry, as no one listened to Lucy’s protests.

Even Galvein, tired of working overtime, just ignored him and continued talking.