Hyaku Ma No Aruji

The summit of Lindholm Spiritual Mountain was an environmentally challenging place, as the spirits put it on their tongues.

Sometimes the climate and temperatures slowed down, but the air felt strange and bitter, so it was called "Spiritual Mountain".

In addition, there are other factors that made me feel the harshness of nature.

Sometimes, a creature that Merea doesn't know goes overhead.

The creature is also often shaped like a 'monster' or a 'monster' that you might accidentally describe as such, catching Merea's heart.

One day, Merea was seeing a familiar figure among the monsters going overhead.

- Me, I've seen forms similar to that one...

Definitely. - 'Dragon'.

Lindholm Spiritual Mountain, which is particularly elevated among the surrounding areas, penetrates the tip over the clouds by day.

That's what happens when the clouds come down.

Then he would be able to see the winged monster, who often landmark the clouds and fly over them, but he had seen a dragon in them that day.

Merea accidentally raised her chest to the figure of a dragon that she once only saw in her fairy tale.

On the other side of the opposite, the dragon, too, in front of a hundred spirits at the summit of Lindholm Spiritual Mountain and a mysteriously solid boy mixed there,

"What, those dying English spirits did something funny again"

He was coming down to the top of the mountain, saying it in a pleasant voice that sounded a lot.

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Flapping his big wings, he lands in a fluttering, light motion at the end while stationary on his flying body.

The dragon made him stand (tight) on the summit of Lindholm Spiritual Mountain.

Merea was unwittingly overwhelmed by the dragon's power.

"Whoa... it's really a dragon. A dragon."

"Precisely" Tenryu. "Remember the difference because there are dragons."

"Ah, yes"

It had been about a week since Merea was reincarnated.

Life is surprisingly going well.

First of all, being accustomed to the environment, he managed to live while consuming the caves he had prepared (see?) and the mysterious meat, nuts, etc. that had been ice pickled.

It seems that a certain amount of things were prepared in advance by the spirits to feed their lives.

Even as Merea, it is quite difficult to listen to small difficult stories as you tremble into the cold wind of Spiritual Mountain.

So at first I lived the day so desperately trying to get used to the environment as much as I talked about the spirits.

"So, why is there a boy living in such a mess?"

The dragon leaned and raised his neck.

Then a man of beauty from within the spirit - "Flander-Crow", who brought Melea, walked out (Y) and said to the dragon with a soft grin.

"Our son."

"Oh, the English spirit child of the example? I didn't know you'd really succeed. You're lucky all the English spirits stayed in this place."

"Well, he's just a former hero who failed in his lifetime."

"... right"

To Flander's self-derisive grin, the dragon lowered his voice a little.

"Still, he looks quite odd"

The dragon then shifts his gaze to Merea.

"White hair as snow. The color of the eyes is that of blood. This one looks more like a ghost."

"White hair is a factor in" Leilas ". And red eyes are my factor. That's how all sorts of English spiritual factors add up, so it might be a little strange. But Leilas' hair is beautiful, isn't it?

"Oh, that's right. If it were the hair of an endless beauty and a glorified hero of Bai Li, it would undoubtedly be beautiful. - And what about that leilas?

"-" Gone. "

"What?"

"Leilas saw the birth of this Merea, and he's gone. Apparently the untrained for her was not that someone betrayed her and killed her, but that she died without having children"

"... right..."

The dragon gave a slightly saggy look.

in the face of a dragon, but Merea found that out.

"Well, I'm going to miss you, but I guess it's a shame for you..."

"Right. If you're out of practice, you'll be happy."

Hearing Flander and the dragon talking, Melea was somehow good at being a spirit.

From the words of the dragon, he also inferred why the Flanders were called the 'English Spirit'.

Hero.

Flander said of herself, "A Person in the Old Hero Tan," to be a little demeaning, but it doesn't even seem so demeaning when she hears the dragon talk.

It was apparently true that the spirits here were once called heroes and remained on this occasion as the English Spirit.

"Spirits don't have to be cautious. I didn't know strong joy would erase its existence."

Lindholm Spiritual Mountain is a unique place in this world.

The only sea where those who should have died were allowed to play (deflect).

At the same time, because it is a place where untrained souls can 'do' something, the living rarely visit it.

- Well, the Flanders are normal.

Melea spent the week getting to know them.

They are no different from the living.

No, I can't say for sure because I haven't met a human-shaped living person in this world yet, but at least I'm no different from the living person in the place I lived before.

But the English Spirit says that many spiritual bodies are hostile to the living in the hierarchy below the summit.

- Because it's untrained.

"Whatever, then there 'll be ninety-nine of them."

"Oh, come on, Merea."

"- I wonder if I will be the savior of the English Spirit"

"I don't know. I just hope you'll be a fine hero."

"Is that the untrained common to you guys? An unusual raw man who could not end up being a hero while sacrificing himself for the world. - But don't forget." The world moves ". The world changes. And at some point, you may not be able to get the future you want."

"It's kind of convincing when Tacea tells me to observe the world."

"Oh.... well, but I'm also curious about that melea and how they grow up. We'll see what happens when the clouds go low."

"Nice to meet you. Melea doesn't seem to have any friends for the time being."

- I was declared by my parents.

"No strange creature will come to visit Spiritual Mountain."

"Yeah. See you then."

"Oh."

That said, the dragon flew away to the sky again.

- The English spirit was strange at the point, but this world seems a lot fantastic.

Melea became a little anxious at the same time as her heart sounded, knowing that the creatures that were once only in people's fantasies existed.

Fantasy is mighty.

If it is the opposite of me, can I live in this world?

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- Turns out I can live. If you die but go crazy.

... that? Isn't this the end of the line? I feel like I'm dying to live!

Another week after the visit of Tenryu.

Merea was running around the summit of Lindholm, Spiritual Mountain, that day.

Because I'm being chased by a burning 'fireball' with a boob.

"Ooh! Run desperately! I'm getting used to life, too, so that's special training!

"What's it for...!

"You're set on special training to be a hero!

- Tyranny.

I heard from the English spirits and found out what they had called themselves for.

- They want to make me a hero.

Hero of the Redemption.

A hero who saves the world.

A hero saving someone.

There's a lot going on, but basically heroes are gorgeous titles.

That's what the English spirits here used to be called.

But there was a tragic incident, each of which apparently ended in a tragic death.

Betrayed, manipulated or disposable by your allies.

Sometimes in such tragic stories, the word "demon king" came in.

It seems that there are more words in this world that have a special meaning: "Demon King".

A special meaning, what an ambiguous expression, was given because it seems that the subject to which the word "demon king" refers is different from time to time.

I haven't heard anything exciting yet.

It's just that the English spirits keep their mouths shut.

"Demon King" is like "Letters" that can be taken and replaced.

That was the word.

The English spirits don't try to talk too hard about whether they even have bitter memories of the word "demon king".

Because of this, it didn't feel right to shoot how it had to do with the tragedy.

Still, to gather fragmentary information and guess the semantic trend of the word "demon king,"

Being like 'mighty', 'incarnate of evil'.

- may be close.

I made that assumption.

I once asked Flander about it just to answer each other.

Flander smiled bitterly then,

"Even if it doesn't hit me, it's not far away."

I was answering.

Asking the other English spirits,

"Once upon a time."

Do it.

"Sometimes I refer to something like that."

Like,

"When I was alive, my meaning had already changed."

and so on, returned what a tight answer.

Were you changing your meaning?

From what, to what?

I asked around the English spirits and eventually went back to Flander again.

Then Flander said, reluctantly,

"From words referring to beings who are mighty, then incarnate of evil, to words referring to those who are just mighty"

That's how you answered me.

Was the meaning of evil incarnation shredded from the word "demon king"?

Was it shredded naturally or with someone's intent?

- What the hell is a demon king?

Ultimately, such a glimmer of thought lingered on the edge of Merea's chest.

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"You need to do this at this age!

"There is, there is super. You, what if they were demon kings? There are many places where the Demon King is pursuing his own 'study of power'. Some educate talent from an early age, and some inherit mystical procedures. It was in my time."

Still, lately, you will have come to hear that word a lot from the mouth of the English Spirit.

Melea, on the other hand, now used her own route other than the English Spirit to gather a little information about the Demon King.

"I'm still a little vague about what that demon king is like!

"Uh... well, Flander will look at the time and talk to you"

"That's a sloppy way to flush it... Huh!

Merea said, avoiding the fireballs.

But immediately spin the next word.

- The demon king of our time is declining.

That's information about the Demon King I got from my own route.

That was fragmentary, but information never heard of from the English Spirit.

In response to Melea, who told him to put on a tear, the big man, English Spirit, who was overseeing Melea's special training - "Tyrant", turned his eyes back as surprised.

"Who did you ask about that?

Shortly afterwards, Tyrant's face turned to a much more convincing look.

- Oh, Kurtista.

That was the name of the Tenryu who visited the summit of Lindholm Spiritual Mountain the other day.

Merea's unique source was that Tenryu Kurtista, not the English Spirit.

'Cause he knows a lot of things.

"That's about all I've heard... whoa!

A fireball goes at Merea's feet.

Melea continued, avoiding it neatly.

"So, what do you think?

Tyrant was silent for a little while to contemplate,

"Even if it declines - something similar comes up anyway. They just change their names."

Words that feel strangely truly imminent are spun from Tyrant's mouth.

Tyrant lined up his words so that he could hang around before he could ask what Merea meant.

"I don't care about words. The thing is, when that kind of 'mighty being' has turned against you, for example, and you've got your hands on your people, you should have the power to protect yourself."

"Well, that's true..."

I guess that's what this special training means.

To raise someone to be a hero who can protect them, special training.

"Then let's do our best. It's okay, you're pretty good. Even if it's thrown into the environment like this, it's enough to eat it up. I knew once you were dead, you'd be prepared to live."

Tyrant said it so quickly, it diverted the subject.

Meanwhile, Merea noticed the deliberate topic and decided to follow its course only because the fireballs flying around her didn't let her slap her mouth in vain.

"I don't remember being given the time to be ready...!!"

Melea has no untrained against the raw once. That was it, I lived to the fullest.

I couldn't live for very long, but I just did it.

However, the sadness of spending half his life dying in a heavy body without liberty is strongly engraved in the back of his brain.

So I sincerely appreciated that I was born into a body that could move like this.

If there was another reincarnation the next time he died, there was no guarantee that the reincarnation destination was a body that could move.

Besides, to observe from the fact that the first self didn't have any memory of the previous life, even the next raw one doesn't necessarily take over the memory as it is now.

- It may be until this time that I will remain "I".

This may be the only time I can carry on my knowledge and memory and thus cross the world.

That's when I thought about it, Melea could be desperate to live now.

I went through reincarnation once, but it may have been "hard work."

Okay, two more hours.

"Two hours!?"

"It's okay, it's okay, you've gotten used to it altogether. I'm over there playing on the board with Flander, so keep running away from the fireball until then. Bye."

Thus, the Great Body's English Spirit (Tyrant) returned his heel, waving a flickering hand.

There's a flander across the street from Tyrant with a grin on his usual beauty, watching Merea run away.

Just watching.

I'm never trying to stop it.

- Flander's pretty sadistic with that smile on his face too...

Melea was sick and tired of seeing how it went.

"Whoa! Absolutely! My hair burns!

I kept avoiding fireballs.