Hyaku Ma No Aruji

Merea tried to deflect the subject.

I thought that if I deliberately changed the subject, I would instead make Flander care, so much so that I managed to plunder it, that it worked and I wanted to change the subject.

But...

"As a matter of fact, I am also a man who became a demon king from a hero. It's kind of embarrassing to call yourself a hero, but when you explain history, the more you reluctantly make the words easier. Let's talk pale."

In the end, again, Flander was cutting it out first.

While Melea felt a blunt motion (fuzzy) on her head, she decided to ride quietly on his topic, realizing how Flander would like to talk about it until the end.

"Flander is the Demon King...? Literally, it's not very good, but it doesn't look good."

This neutral beauty honored man is the Demon King.

The advance of the image is quite troublesome, and I still imagine being more of a demon king.

Flander spins words again when Merea is so disturbed by the inconsistency between reality and image.

"After I debated one demon king, I was certified as another - and killed. That was my untrained. [M] It was once untrained. I wanted to be convinced how that happened, and to be honest - there was not a lot of desire to get revenge."

Flander lined up his words more and more as if he had decided to spit out what he had never been able to spit out.

Then Merea was unwittingly annoyed to hear the word Flander untrained.

"Did Flander recall untrained"

"Untrained with all the shapes that have weathered. I have little regret for it anymore. - I know how everyone feels."

"Should I not have remembered?

"That's not true. And I have no regrets for weathering that untrained. I'm glad to hear that. I didn't have to defile myself with my own hands. [M] If this Lindholm Spiritual Mountain had been visited before the untrained weathered, I would have laid my hands on it."

Melea thought it didn't look that way, but on the other hand, she couldn't deny it at all, just because she had seen an untrained spiritual body downstairs at Lindholm Spiritual Mountain.

The English spirits were all full of reason, and they remained that way until the last time they ascended to The Heavenly Sea of Souls.

- If it weren't for an untrained vessel called me, would it have gone crazy?

I am aware that there are signs of slight self-love.

But if you want to borrow as much Flander's words as you did earlier, your first history of being born as an untrained vessel for the English spirits should be pale.

"But"

Two, Flander's backwards words mutilated Melea's thoughts.

Flander's red eyes were shooting through Merea's eyes of the same color.

Two pairs of Wanmei red lights swayed in each other's eyes.

"Instead, a new untrained sprout"

"What's that?

"I'm worried that you won't be killed by the world today. That's what brings me here now."

……

It's pulling away.

retained.

Flanders releasing such words are probably in a state already called by the "Heavenly Sea of Souls".

Merea guessed it.

It solves the fundamental untraining that has become a spiritual body at Lindholm Spiritual Mountain and is ready to be unleashed because it is good for the soul.

But at the end,

- Am I pulling Flander's release?

I wonder what to do.

How can Flander be relieved?

"- Heavenly Dragon Kurtista told me that those who were so labeled Demon King by loose standards have already shown signs of decline"

If Merea was bothered, Flander spun first again.

"Decline..."

Melea was Melea and had heard the story from Krista.

At that time, it was fragmentary and did not fall to the bottom (f), but now I felt that I could understand exactly what it meant and why.

"Yes, that's how it was by the time I died, so I think most of them have been hunted, just like the demon kings once were reduced as incarnations of evil"

"Well, if you give up your powers as a demon king, aren't you going to come after the state too?

"I don't know. Because they even see the possibility in the blood of the Demon King. - Plus, there's a big problem with the order of things. The demon kings can hardly help themselves, either, because the nation has sought the power of the demon kings first and has followed them with their blood eyes." Will they give up on themselves if they really give up their power? 'Such speculation and fear make it difficult for them to abandon their power.'

- It's true, abandoning your power while you're being chased is... scary.

I probably won't be able to be aggressive in giving up my powers myself.

A nation so trapped in power doesn't know what it's going to do. I think so.

He might say he threw away his weapon, he threw away his powers, let his body dissect him, that kind of thing.

There is also nothing you can do about inheriting the genealogy of power if it is a force that becomes genetically ready from birth.

"Then those demon kings, wondering what to do, are fleeing around desperately, even though they are lost"

"Most of them - I see."

Flander shrugged his shoulder and the opposing Melea frowned.

"Is the Demon King on the run...? - You don't know which one is the Demon King anymore."

"I can tell you. But you could be on the same side of the chase as them."

"Right... right"

If you ask me, you're right.

That's the future map that Flander is afraid of.

I could have expected Flander to be portrayed as the 'Demon King' in the Future Stone (Funas) because I knew on top of a pile of information that I would be in the same condition as them.

"So, if, if it does -"

At the next moment, Flander had rarely broken down the still water (sorry) queue and placed his hands on both shoulders of Melea with impending momentum.

That's how he pulls his shoulders together with his hands, turning Merea's body to the front.

In that state, Flander said.

- You work with those demon kings.

If I only looked literally, I'm sure the other English spirits would be surprised.

Work with the Demon King.

Especially if in the old days only the demon king, who was the incarnation of evil, knew the English spirit, he might have beckoned Flander with 'What are you talking about'.

I raised you to be a hero, but I don't know how to work with the demon king, who is his enemy.

But...

"If they weren't really incarnations of evil, and were imprisoned by the curse of the word demon king that there was nothing they could do about it, and that's why they were asking for help -"

Become such a demon king,

- I'll be glad to help.

Of course.

"Just as I try to identify them that way, so will they try to identify me"

But...

"On top of that, if they came up with a hand and I wanted to take that hand -"

That's when I...

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Go for a hero for the Demon King.

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And

So you,

- If it satisfies you.

"If that's how we're supposed to work together, I'll have them protect us, too. I guess they have enough power to be called demon kings, too. It's the same thing."

That would surely ease Flander's worries a little too.

"- Yeah."

Flander is smiling that complicated bitterness again, but some of the bitterness now seemed to strongly reflect the delightful colors.

Flander, looking up at the sky, continued his words, blocking the sun's rays with his hands.

"From here on out, I'm talking to myself. I'll just sort it out with a little voice to remember my own untrained and settle it properly. If you don't want to hear, you can take your seat off."

Flander had the usual smile on his face.

"Okay, sweetheart."

I didn't mean to take my seat off, but that's how Melea returned it.

There was a few seconds of silence, and then Flander started spinning the words too small.

Merea was just quietly squinting her ears at the words.

"I was murdered by those who were once my companions. They're from my home country. After defeating the Demon King, they asked for my strength even more. My power, called the God of Art. My specialized powers were very useful in wartime."

"Magic Eye of the Spiritual God (Flander-Crowe)."

Its power to figure out the surgical ceremony in an instant.

If the only comprehension and surgical ability there combined, the person would instantly become a brilliant magician.

"Ceremony is a threat in any world. If you push through about Tyrant, even one flesh exerts the power of God, but the technique makes it easier to make a stronger attack. The logic of this world that events can be expressed in ceremonies has actually contributed to the large-scale feud."

There are aspects of the procedure that would make shooting cannons in an easier way without making cannons, indeed.

"Tactically and strategically, the magician is powerful and easy to use. Having a special eye for such a surgical ceremony, I was the 'tool' they wanted so much that they could get their hands out of their throats. - But"

Flander breathed heavily, then continued.

"I refuse to be their tool. They told me to come and destroy a nation that was perfectly free, but I thought that was strange. I trained the power of surgery to save my country. [M] To get rid of the demon king of the time who was nearby. - Not to invade a completely innocent country."

Flander's eyes were serious.

And Merea finally realized at that time that the first hero to be looked at by "a nation" was "Flander-Crowe" the person.

Flander was the first hero to be called the Demon King.

At the same time, knowing that Flander refused to give his home country an unreasonable order for his own possession,

- Really, Flander was a hero, wasn't he?

I was so sure.

Flander's way of life was probably a clumsy way of life at the time he was about to enter a time of war.

Maybe it was a sweet idea.

Perhaps Flander should have been a hero of that nation, following orders from his native country, if he were to live as an organism.

But...

Flander-Crowe chose a straight path like an idiot.

That path was Flander-Crowe's path as a believing 'hero'.

"And when I said no, they poisoned me before I knew it."

Flander was laughing at herself in mockery.

"This is another nasty poison that gradually works. I may have deliberately used a slow-acting poison because I wanted time to trade the antidote with me for it. Anyway, when I realized it, it was a lot poisonous. I still believed they were my people, so it was a long time before I realized the poison. No - I was aware, but I couldn't believe it. I was so young and so sweet that I believed they would change."

Still,

"I had no regrets about turning down that order, even as I was on the verge of reaching such an unbroken end"

- Wow, you are.

Merea was purely proud to have been raised by Flander.

"There are untrained who could not persuade them in the true sense and untrained who did not realize the poison, but there is no regret in the penetrating way of life.

- So, because the poison is gone and the time left is almost gone, I decided to hurry up and do the last thing I need to do. If my eyes are taken away by them, it will be the seed of war again. And even for me, I knew it. So I climbed up with poison in this Lindholm Spiritual Mountain, which is hard for people to lean against, and placed my eyes on top of the mountain. I wasn't very physically fit, so I'd still like to compliment myself then.

And then, after I had accomplished it, I was finally dead. "

It's a spectacular death.

Melea felt a tingle of pain running down her chest.

"Then I became a spirit, and kept protecting my eyes with other English spirits who befriended me. Thanks to you, my eyes dwelt in Merea's body. - I didn't have any children, either. Melea is like a son to me like that. So as far as I'm concerned, I'm glad to see Merea succeed me."

Flander's delightful side burned into Merea's eyes.

"There can be no more universal heroes. - Though there may not be a universal hero originally. However, at least the heroes of our time have become much more diverse and subdivided than they used to be. Heroes for some country are demon kings for others who are hostile. It's a time when that happens all the time."

What is a hero - what is it?

The simple question that one day arose against the Demon King was still in Merea's mind.

"But still, I hope he succeeded me in my eyes and became a hero to someone else. You don't have to be a big hero. Even a little hero can protect someone with his own hands."

- So, can I really report it to you?

You raised yourselves.

"- Merea. I don't need to report it anymore. You've already rewarded us enough."

Flander inadvertently stopped talking to herself until then and said that with her gaze indeed towards Melea.

Merea herself was surprised at first, but somewhat and oddly convinced, by the words as if she had foreseen all of Merea's chest.

Maybe that had something to do with the fact that Flander's life as an English spirit was coming to an end, which made him wonder.

"The very fact that you cut off our untrained was a greater gift than anything else for us. You may not have noticed, but it is thanks to you that the English spirits who wandered here managed to escape the curse. If your soul hadn't crossed the world and shown us how to grow up, we would have wandered the land again for hundreds of years. Drag the rubbed untrained to your chest, only the pain."

……

Merea couldn't spin words.

"So Melea. From now on, you find out for yourself what you might want to do. I gave him the art of fighting. I also gave him the art of living. And the art of protecting something - I gave it. I taught you the temper and spirit that we think is right as an English spirit. [M] It's up to you how you use it."

"I..."

There was a verse in Melea that leaned on the wishes of the English Spirit.

That would have been the only thing.

Not knowing the lower realm since reincarnation, values have been shaped by the spoken old story of the English Spirit and the occasional fragmented photographic care of the Tenryu.

By the memory and personality we have inherited, there were morals that were formed more than at the beginning of the reincarnation, but that's all.

Merea hasn't had an impulse for the world since she was born in this world.

I was even impressed with being able to live, Melea, but the killing landscape of Lindholm Spiritual Mountain didn't even give such Melea a dream about the world.

"'It' is your challenge. I don't need to rush anything. You have a lot of time. By the time you find something of it, survival is the first prerequisite. That's why I charge you with the mission of 'survival'. Don't let the world crush you."

Flander said so and smiled.

Finally, Melea and Flander cut the conversation.

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