From Mightiest Hero to Demon King

Pennelay, a half-oga female warrior, had a golden helmet hanging on her hips and was running up a cliff. Feet on the slightest of the walls and proceed at high speeds along the almost vertical slopes as far as the ground.

Cliff Rift.

There is a accumulation of black jaws. I went there and stabbed a black spear.

A number of thin trunks grow, become entangled, become spheres and roll off. The size is about fifty centimeters in diameter. It was smaller than anything else.

"Zolt, I'll take care of it"

"Hey, lady."

At the bottom of the cliff, a giant orga waited to receive a spherical tree - known as the "Magic Tree" -.

Pennelay chases the magic tree and slides down to scrape the slopes with his heels.

and a great shadow crossed between them.

When Fei Long plays the demon tree with his nose tip, another Fei Long catches it with his back. A few of them flocked in, and we got along.

"I'm in trouble. He's not a plaything tool..."

Even a few shocks won't break, and the Feilongs are adding and subtracting. But there was nothing to be done about being played out of reach, and Zolt put his head on.

Pong his hips, Pennelley laughs like a prank.

"I'll take care of the rest. I am reporting to the Spirit Beast that my work is done."

"Hey. it's going to take awhile, take your time"

Pennelay bears the gold bars he had placed on the ground on his back, just in case, he hands the black spear to Zolt and goes up the mountain road.

I glanced at my hip helmet.

It's a holy armor helmet.

Gallius tells me to 'take it' and commands me to 'wear it'. Not so much in the way of walking, but I still didn't know why.

"Become -!?"

I watched as I walked, and people's heads popped out of the top of my helmet all the time. She's a blonde.

'Thank you very much. Seventh earlier. It's going well.'

"Oh, Lord Elzanard...?

'Yes. Was this the first time you've ever shown yourself like this'

Pennelay wandered over his face as he looked up from around his waist.

"Right. But how did you get here? No way......"

'Yeah. No way, it is. As it stands, I am in a semi-sealed state, so I can only show my face from the holy weapon Uzuwa. Conversely, you can literally show your face anywhere there are even parts. So it's used instead of communication magic'.

"That's again... thank you..."

How dare you give it back? I don't know, I clouded it with unusual words.

"Hehe, I don't care, do I? Galius said," I use everything I can. "Yeah, I don't care at all '

More or less, I don't know how to return this again. I just had to make an ambiguous grin.

So, here's a message from him: "Troops want you to return to the capital once with the recovered magic tree."

"I understand. As soon as you're done reporting to the Spirit Beast Palace,"

The story is over, and even though it was supposed to be, Elzanard kept his head out.

I had no problem if I was just hanging my helmet on my hips, but my saggy hair tickles around my flank and I don't calm down. I also had trouble putting my arm where it was.

Lord Elzanard, by the way.

Pennelay becomes a fast leg, careful not to rock his helmet.

"Was it still that person's favor, the Gift, that made your contract with Lord Gallius?

I asked him a question to ask what he cared about, with the intention of a mild public discourse.

Elzanard glances up at her and puts on her little neck, grinning.

I didn't mean to sign with Gallius, did I?

"What?"

'I say, I do not intend to make a covenant with anyone. Even now, right?' Cause it's used by someone else. '

"So, why did you sign a contract with Lord Gallius?

'Cause I couldn't help it.'

"Yea..."

"His Grace" Gifts "is something like that (...). If that's an item, Galius will be able to use it, no matter how much the lodger refuses, no matter how much restrictions are imposed that only users and creators can use. '

Pennelei also has experience.

Roy was once equipped with a 'Subordinate Helm', which deprived him of his body of freedom. Gallius took it off, easily, just by touching it.

"I'm even difficult to lift unless I'm a contractor, but Gallius, who had just turned thirteen, held it together with one hand and probably swung it around. That's when I thought. '

Oh, this guy Akan.

'If it's used without a contract, you just have to give up. I made it for the body I contracted from here shortly after today. But I regretted that he would know that I existed, and so I did not appear in the days of the brave. So neither is he aware that we have a contract.'

"Oh, really..."

Could it have been a topic I shouldn't have touched? Pennelley got awkward and looked to the front. A blurry twinkle arrives.

"Yes, I admit it now."

"After all, his favor, Gifts, is a trivial thing."

It was meant to be comforting, but again this time, Elzanad denied 'no'.

'It would indeed work immensely if it were also a master class. But his true strength is separate.'

"And say?

"Gifts of Benefit" is not a choice. Therefore, people try to use Grace Gifts to suit their characteristics, or vice versa, to train themselves to match Grace Gifts. '

"I believe Lord Gallius is the latter."

'Yeah. But Gallius moved on. He is less than physically capable and less than magical. There was also a limit to working out. Therefore, he chose the path to be (...) used for the grace "Gifts."

Give yourself up to [Item Master]. I had heard that from him.

'It's not something anyone can do. It would also depend on the grace "Gifts". It's a terrible observational eye and insight. And without thorough and reasonable judgment that does not pinch personal feelings, we will not come to that conclusion'.

Pennelley sounded your throat.

"You guys are really lucky."

Elzanad pleasantly tells him to sing.

'If it had remained (...) enemy certified to me, it would have appeared not far away but at its end, and the subpeople would have been driven away'

I was relieved.

It's not a threat. She is merely stating the facts with an uncontrolled grin.

Pennelley feels her fear crawl around her back, but

"Yes, really, I think you're in luck"

Luckily for me serving a rare hero, my chest got hot...

A new facility was created in the capital of Limullesta.

The original ground-vein observation room was enlarged fifty metres underground in Dwarf's large workshop and converted into a magic research facility.

He just gathered magically savvy, highly magical people from the country and started several projects.

Of the rooms divided into several, a laboratory to turn the demon tree into a magic supply device.

The room, which was dark, suddenly turned into daylight.

"Wow! Dazzling. Dazzling!

Moozzo, with the owl's head, bumps his hands and feet and makes a scene, taking up the top of the research facility.

From the sphere suspended in the ceiling of the room, there was brilliant light.

Next to him, Gallius pales his thoughts as he looks up at the light source.

"The intensity of light is stable. That's a success. Yeah, this is handy."

The magic removed from the magic tree made it possible to substitute lamps. It's a magic fixture named Magic Light.

"Unlike lamp flames, there is no sway. The brightness is also far above. This will take a whole day of work!

"... No, you go to sleep"

"Ha ha, I don't have to sleep for three days."

"If you at the top are as good as you work, no other member can rest. I understand that activity times vary from race to race, but it helps if you weigh yourself"

"Really? Well, if so, sneak..."

Gallius sighed deeply.

I love magic research. I want him to be somewhat free, but even if he breaks his body, I have trouble. Looks like you should put on a watchdog.

"In the meantime, the prototyping of the magic supply system is a success. This was easier because it had its origins."

Gallius sees what was in the outhouse basement of Wang Du, and there was the same thing in the power room of the airship. It was read by Gallius in [Item Master] and designed in collaboration with the Fellows.

Magic lamps are a reminder and development of the days of the brave, when special crystals had soldiers who were lighting them through magic.

I have to keep consuming magic all the time, so I only used it when I needed more brightness than pine light in a short time, but with a magic supply system it would be no problem.

In underground establishments, the amount of fire to be set ablaze must be kept low enough to withstand ventilation. There were circumstances that drew on the demands of the races unfamiliar with darkness and put their hands on them as soon as possible.

"If the town brightens up at night, the whole country will be enlivened. Nevertheless, I guess it should be taken into account that there are many workers"

Gallius grinned bitterly when he saw the muzzo in the candle.

"So, what's going on with the magic equipment that prevents evil spirits from entering?

"The prototype is almost complete there, too"

"Sooner. Sooner"

"Yes. Mr. Gallius' reasoning fits beautifully."

Muzzo speaks roughly of his nose.

"The biggest question is, 'How do we tell only what is the source of evil spirits?"' It was - "

No matter how much magic was involved, malice was a variety of negative emotions that made it extremely difficult to precisely separate them and bounce them back out of the flow of the ground veins.

Though I initially thought 'what attracts me to evil spirits is malice', apparently it's not such a simple story. It seemed like something weak enough to fuse if I happened to bump into it. So whether we put the magic tree in this vein or untie it here, something never came by.

So Gallius suggested.

The contents of the Magic Tree are evil spirits. He said that only the signs should be magnified enough to go across the entire surface of the ground vein, and that he should hit it and play what had a reaction.

I had an idea, but the results seemed good.

When it became possible to discern malice again, its characteristics became apparent.

Among other things, it is significant that I have found the characteristics that the problem I was concerned about solves.

Even if you play malicious, why don't you come back into the ground again?

Even if you hold it down in some of the ground veins, there may be a build-up of malice and evil spirits emanating from it.

However, unlike the river's water flowing from high to low, malice seemed to come towards it given directivity. Speaking only of malice flowing through the ground vein, it is determined in the same direction of flow where it enters the ground vein.

"So I'm going to reset this orientation the other way around. This is an application of eccentric incense technology."

It was refreshing for Gallius, although Moozzo began to explain it for a long time.

"Uh, I mean, a lot's going to work, okay?

"Yes, I just can't figure out what happens after the bouncing malice"

"That's good. I'm just going to give them back what they created. It's a matter of people doing something about it."

When Gallius tells him coldly, he is led by Moozzo to a separate room.

A few days later, I finally got to actually test the prototype of the magic fixture -.