Become a powerful person of shadow in the new world

When the devil was mentioned, Rizevim showed an interested look on his face, put down the wine glass in his hand, and started to complain.

"Uh...Uncle, are you also one of those people whose image of the devil in your imagination was damaged because of that group of new-age demons?"

Noticing the change in Rizevim's expression, Sid suspected that the uncle in front of him was also one of the victims of the new era demon like him.

"Probably, little brother Sid, you seem to have some unique insights into demons."

After giving a vague reply, Rizevim asked about Sid.

"I can't speak of any opinions. I'm just a little disappointed that the demon's propaganda doesn't match the real thing, and it doesn't look like a demon at all."

Sid sighed.

He had come into contact with two kinds of demons, and both gave him a thump in the heart.

The first one was contacted before the world merged, and it was Alpha and the others who were in a state of demonic possession.

The second one is to meet Rias and the others today, who are also the real demon clan.

Alpha and the others were smeared by rumors and were not real demons.

Rias and the others were real demons, not the demons he imagined.

The devil in his imagination should be a villain with a pair of jet-black bat wings on his back, and his whole body exuding the evil spirit of this devil. He thinks about trading with humans to get souls or plans to destroy the world all day long.

Instead of acting like a protagonist, uniting and loving each other, doing all the work in the house, trying to get rid of his own destiny.

"So, little brother Sid, what does the devil in your imagination look like?"

Rizevim became curious about what the devil in Sid's mouth should look like.

"The demons in my imagination are of course evil, evil spirits, beasts..."

"Evil ways, crooked ways, evil ways..."

Rizevim interrupted Sid. Sid, who was interrupted by Rizevim, was not angry. Instead, his eyes lit up and he looked at Rizevim with an expression of surprise, and continued to speak.

"Magic Way!"

"Ghost!"

"sinister!"

"Brother Sid, you are so understanding."

"Uncle, you're not bad either."

After the two of them recited a series of obviously derogatory adjectives, they roared with excitement and raised their glasses together again.

"Uncle, don't just talk about me. Let's talk about you too. When I first met you, you were drinking alone. If you have any troubles, tell me and I will enlighten you."

After drinking the beer in one breath, Sid recalled how Uncle Rizevim was obviously thinking about something when he first met him, and he mentioned it casually.

"Ah... that's fine."

After thinking for a few seconds, Rizevim felt that this was not a big deal, so he said it casually.

"Brother Sid, I was a very boring person more than a year ago, because at that time I had no idea what I was going to do, and I just repeated the day over and over again.

Originally, the uncle thought that he would maintain this kind of life forever, and when he was about to face his own death like a walking zombie, something huge happened and ignited my dream. "

At this point, Uncle Rizevim began to dance.

"Before I found this childish but wonderful dream, I had been living a boring life. So after I found this dream, I immediately took action, but..."

Rizevim stopped waving wildly, with a frustrated expression on his face.

"But after a year of preparation, when everything was ready, uncle, I remembered something very annoying, that is..."

The frivolous tone was tinged with anger and disgust.

“The dream that uncle wants to realize actually requires him to work with people he hates in order to succeed, and he still has to use methods that uncle hates to realize this dream. I’m really pissed off.

The uncle is not afraid of the difficulty of this dream, but when he thinks that this dream has to be realized in the most annoying way, the uncle becomes very angry. "

The wine glass was hit hard on the table, making a loud noise.

"But if uncle gives up his plan and goes back to being in a daze every day, not knowing what to do, uncle, I would rather die."

He sighed, his whole body exuding an aura of decadence.

"So the uncle doesn't know what to do now. To realize this dream, when he thinks of working hard with people he hates, he wants to die. If he gives up and goes back to the past, he still wants to die."

Seeing the decadent look of the uncle he had just met in front of him, his eyes full of confusion, Sid felt that Rizevim's look looked a bit familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

Where have you seen it?

Frowning as he thought about this problem, his eyes inadvertently glanced at his reflection in the wine glass.

An idea flashed in his mind, and he remembered. Isn't this what he looked like in his previous life when he couldn't touch the magic power no matter how hard he tried?

Thinking of his past life and using himself to save others, Sid suddenly became moved.

Putting his hands on Rizevim's shoulders, he pulled him up, faced Rizevim face to face, and shouted excitedly.

"Uncle, are your dreams so cheap?"

"Eh?"

Sid's sudden movement made Rizevim a little confused.

"Think about it, uncle, are you afraid of death?"

"How could uncle be afraid of death!"

Although he was a little confused, under the provocation method, Rizewem still gave a negative answer.

"Isn't this right? Uncle, you are not even afraid of death, so what are you afraid of?

If you have your own dream, uncle, and you are willing to take action to realize it, then don’t worry about it so much, go ahead.

When you encounter difficulties, just find a way to solve them. There are so many ways to solve problems in this world, how can you really be blocked by one problem.

Even if there is really only one way, wouldn't you create a new one yourself?

Use all your perseverance to crush everything that stands in front of you. Don't say you can't do it.

Only when the coffin is ordered can you be qualified to say that you did your best. "

After shouting this excitedly, Sid opened the window and pointed to the peaceful scenery outside.

"Come on, uncle, I see that you are also a lover of the classic demon chuunibyou. Let me give you an example of demons."

"Uh……"

Ignoring Rizevim's weird expression, Sid was completely high. The thought of preaching to others made his brain feel numb all over.

"If a real devil saw this scene, what would that devil think? Answer me, uncle."

"Of course it's destruction. A real devil can't see other people's happiness."

"Wrong answer, uncle. A real devil will think about whether he is not cruel enough, and there are still people who can laugh, and then think about how to destroy the world. This is a devil. Do you understand, uncle?"

"Oh oh oh...well, but this is impossible, other gods will stop it."

Rizevim felt that he was not normal. He actually thought that this idea was so damn right. He really should think so.

But he still managed to maintain his last shred of reason and refute.

If he wants to destroy the world with his power, he can do it in a short time. The trouble is that other gods cannot watch him destroy the world.

"Then destroy those gods together."

"Can…"

"bump!!!"

"Uncle!"

Rizevim, who wanted to continue to refute, was interrupted by the sound of Sid's hand hitting the table.

“Thinking about what will happen if you do this and what the price will be, that’s what smart people think about.

For real chuunibyou like us, we just need to get over it all. After all, if you are not even afraid of death, don't worry about this. "

"Oh oh oh, uncle, I'm on fire."

No joke, after Sid's words, Rizevim felt that his blood was boiling and his whole body was on fire.

"That's right, uncle, remember.

As long as you keep chasing, you will have one dream after another, because there is no limit to human ambition. "

"That's right, that's right!"

He clapped his hands vigorously, and the last vestiges of sanity evaporated.

Rizevim now wanted to go back and revise the plan. Under Sid's persuasion, he had already given up on the idea of ​​bringing a large army to participate in the world battlefield and counterattack other worlds.

"Brother Sid, come to my place. As long as you come to me, you will be my military advisor. I will give you my queenship...Uncle forgot, uncle has no chess pieces."

Rizevim came up with the idea of ​​poaching. Such a friend who understands him is simply a treasure given to him by God. Although his strength is a bit weak, it is not a big problem. He has a lot of ways to improve his strength.

When he wanted to give the queen position of his demon chess piece to Sid, he remembered that he had never used the New Age Demon's chess pieces because he had always looked down on the New Age Demon's actions.

"Uncle, I have a chess piece, and it belongs to the Gremory family, so I can only be from the Gremory family, so don't even think about it."

Although after three days at most, it won’t be.

She didn't say what she was thinking, even though it was the first time they met today, she skillfully threw the blame on Rias' head.

He was not worried that the uncle in front of him would go to Rias to poach him. Without a demon chess piece, he would have the strength of an intermediate demon, that is, B.

It seems that he is almost 40 years old and still has the strength of B. The possibility of finding Rias to exchange chess pieces is almost zero.

"The little princess of the Gremory family? Humph!"

After chanting this sentence, his eyes narrowed, and Rizevim sneered.

Seeing his newly met drinking buddy like this, Sid blinked, and just as he was about to ask, a familiar voice came.

"I told you not to drink so much. Look at you, you're drunk again."

"I'm not drunk. Before I became a teacher, I was toasting that smelly old man Odin. I remembered..."

Because of the familiar voice, Sid subconsciously looked over, and coincidentally the person on the other side also looked over.

"Gollum!"