Yomigaeri no Maou

Across the transparent material of the capsule, a girl with an elaborate and unrealistic beauty like a crop slept without breath.

Silver hair, white skin with clear blood vessels, and thin, luxurious hands and feet.

He was about the same age as Lulu is now, and he was young enough to say that his face was unwieldy.

But I don't care about that.

For Lulu, what mattered was that the physical characteristics of the girl coincided with those of it, known in modern times as the Ancient Demons.

An extraordinarily powerful magic dyes silver the color of its hair that is unique to the ancient demons with excellent magic conductivity.

Because that was the greatest feature of the ancient demons.

In human (human) hair, this is not how it works.

In modern times, the characteristics of the ancient demonic tribe did not seem to be conveyed, but naturally Lulu knew about it.

That this appearance is that of the ancient demons.

So the girl who sleeps in the capsule in front of her is an ancient demon.

And the biggest thing was that Lulu knew exactly who the girl was (...).

You can't forget.

Even during the battle of the brave, the girl I cared about.

I felt a little sorry that I couldn't celebrate that birthday forever, that face.

Daughter of the belly-hearted Bacchus-Taesnora of the former demon king Lulslia-Nord.

"... Illis..."

Lulu, yes, crushed.

Gran also peeks at the capsule from behind Lulu and raises his surprise when he confirms that the girl is lying there.

"... hey, why are people here!? Is he alive?

In that dialogue, I can reiterate that this era still does not convey the characteristics of the ancient demons.

Gran only sees her.

In fact, except for the color of the hair, the girl's, Illis' appearance is not any different from that of a human race (human).

I feel somewhat more magical, but still feel like I'm falling within the realm of people, probably because she kept sleeping for a long time.

The system of long-term sleep used a large amount of magic for its operation, but had the side effect that magic diminished during sleep as a harm.

When Lulu was the Demon King, he was told that the side effects were significant at a level that could not be ignored, and that after less than a hundred years all magic would be absorbed into the Demon Conducting Machine and dried up, so the prospect of practical application had not passed.

Since then, I guess the technology has improved to the point where it's okay to move forward after thousands of years.

It is not inconvenient for the Ancient Demons to use some physical magic.

Because if you wake up and start an activity, that power should be restored to what the ancient demon tribe once feared (human).

It wasn't some other machine that had major problems, and then perhaps Illis should be asleep safely.

So Lulu answered.

"I don't know why... but isn't he alive? The only way to make sure is to open this."

"I opened it... how do you open it, this? I've never seen anything like it. There's people in there, and that's not gonna make it."

That's what Gran said like he was in trouble.

The transparent capsules that cover the Iris were also made by ancient demonic techniques, and I can somehow imagine that even if cut, it would be the same thing as the earlier doors, beyond being able to withstand thousands of years of months intact.

Beyond that, we also have to open this up in a positive way again.

When I was at the door, the artificial intelligence that would manage the facility opened up to me once Lulu touched it.

If we touch the capsule the same way this time......?

Having thought that far, Lulu slowly and quietly put his hands close to the capsule.

It is a machine that, over the years, would have kept the creature asleep to sustain life.

I touched the rampage and was afraid to destroy it, which is why I got to that point.

In fact, I understood it wasn't such a soft material, but this kind of thing is a matter of mind.

Thus, Lulu's hand touches the transparent capsule.

Then,

"... long... sleeping device... unit... stop... sushi...?

The plundered artificial voice sounded again, so Lulu answers it.

"Stop me! Prioritize the lives of those who use the device!

Just stop and finish the device, then I'm in trouble.

I need you to wake up safely.

So that's what Lulu said.

The artificial intelligence once created by magic guidance technology was created with the concept of being able to follow such fuzzy instructions, so unless there was a glitch after thousands of years, they should have listened to Lulu's such orders.

In fact, artificial audio is

"... Roger..."

It appears that he began work on stopping the long-term sleep device.

In the capsule in front of you is sprayed with foggy, some kind of drug or something.

Doing so, I could confirm that something gradually bloody was returning to Iris' face, which was blue and white.

Totally immobile, I can see her chest slowly rising and falling and starting to breathe when she wasn't even breathing.

I'm trying to wake up.

"... you look alive"

That's how Gran snapped as he watched the thing.

From his point of view, you won't understand what the hell the capsule in front of you is doing.

It's understandable from Lulu that he's trying to wake up Illis, but he doesn't know any more details.

I can't tell people in this day and age to understand.

How long has it been since then?

I felt like it wasn't that long, I felt like it was another moment, when that time had passed, suddenly the vertical line went into the center of the capsule, and from there the capsule opened and the transparent material was stored at both ends of the capsule.

Finally, Illis wakes up.

With that in mind, Lulu came closer to that place where Illis sleeps and waited for its awakening.

Lulu felt a deep nostalgia in that face he saw nearby.

I remember, my friend's face when he was happy to have his first child.

Celebrated many times, its birthday.

I've been running sweet, the smile of Illis.

Staring at it, the happy look on her parents' face.

All of that comes back when I see the face of Illis.

Oh, finally, she wakes up.

I expected to lose my life in that battle, and thus survive with five-body satisfaction, and reunite with myself, who should have already died.

I was deeply moved by that.

Once upon a time, in the midst of a battle with a human race (a human being), the soldiers said to their lover before they left for work when they were ready to die.

"If the jade crushes, I'll see you in the next life. Because the circle is bound to reunite us. '

It was faith, rest and comfort.

I believed from the bottom of my heart that would happen, but that's also why I didn't really expect such an opportunity to come around.

And yet I'm trying to look like such a miracle right now.

It wasn't very, but it was incredible.

But this is reality.

A human being meets his former friend's daughter thousands of years apart.

That's the reality.

In that way, Lulu was staring at Iris' face, suppressing the profound emotion that was about to leak out, not yet.

◆ ◇ ◆ ◇ ◆

And the girl opens her eyes.

Slowly, strictly.

It was a beautiful sight, and both Lulu and Gran felt something fascinating for a moment.

But that was only a moment.

It was Gran that I noticed in the beginning.

"... ugh!? Lulu! That guy sucks!!... Guh!!

Gran screamed and at the same time he was blown away without any pulse and hit the wall.

When Lulu returned to his sanity in surprise, the right palm of Illis, lying on his back with his eyes open, was pointed toward Gran, raising a smoke.

Lulu understands that it was Illis who blew the Gran away.

"... what!?

Lulu cried out, but slowly rose up, and Illis smiled, and turned his soft eyes into sharp ones to dazzle Lulu.

Red, shining eyes were burning with hatred and anger.

"... human. Die."

He had a colder, darker voice than the glacier.

That voice painted with the obvious despair.

And Lulu notices that dialogue.

I didn't care, but to the fact that I was human, and that once Demons and People (Human) were hostile and killed each other.

To Iris, Lulu only looks like an enemy.

Seven years of peaceful life as a human race had led Lulu to forget the vigilance of the Demon King era.

The hand of Illis slowly, but by human (human) standards, rose at an unnoticed rate, and was directed toward Lulu.

You don't seem willing to cast a spell.

The magic gathered in an instant is compressed at the hands of Illis and released straight towards Lulu.

Not for long. Lulu feels amazed at the operation of that magic.

Because the Illis that Lulu knows never had this much power.

He was only a small, young child, and magic was a growing age, and the treatment of magic and magic was an age to come.

Yet this is a soldier at one end.

Since Lulu's death, I don't know how many months the hell have come to Illis.

But that power alone showed that she would have made it through quite a bit of rigorous training.

The bright red sphere, which should also be called the Magic Bullet (Maggia Groves) released from the hands of Illis, approached Lulu's chest at a terrible rate.

When you get this, you have to be prepared to die.

The magic had the power and speed to make everyone think so.

But (...), it is the rebirth of the former demon king Lulsuria-Nord who is here.

No matter how advanced the level has been reached, no matter how ancient the Demons are, it is impossible, for example, to pull out their defenses with a degree of strength that has not escaped the general soldier level.

When Lulu took the Illis magic bullet (Maggia Grobbs) softly in the palm of his hand, which was probably an overwhelming surprise, he treated it as if it were made of his own magic, shaped it well and broke it down into four pieces.

And then start treating that piece of magic as if it were a balloon.

While manipulating the four magic spheres endlessly, Lulu felt nostalgic, immersed in old memories, that even when he was once the Demon King, he did this well.

As Demon King, I occasionally visit children who have lost their parents in the battle against people (human beings) and play with them.

Play, some without ordinary other love, few included increasing their combat skills or their purpose.

There were a number of plays to familiarize the child with the handling of magic at an early age.

Spread your magic to find out where it is.

Magic Bullets (Magia Groves) Match without a snowball match if you hit each other.

Magic balls that compete for freedom and freedom by making balls with their own magic.

They were all conceived for the acquisition of technology that would protect the lives of demonic children in action, play.

Illis, who unleashed a magic bullet (Maggia Groves), stared openly at Lulu doing one of those plays.

Because human beings can't possibly know that kind of play, and even if they knew it again, it's not like they could do it overnight.

That's not all.

Now the number of magic bullets (Maggia Groves) dancing at Lulu's disposal is beyond dozens.

There were only four starters. It was gradually dividing, increasing the number.

Nowadays, the speed of flying around rather than just the number is no longer the norm, and they are all beautifully controlled without ever coming into contact as one.

Even the Demon Nation is a place that cannot be done without considerable strength, and besides, Illis knew only one person who could do that number of magic bullets (Maggia Groves) balls.

"... Uncle?

That fine voice that squeezed out of her throat was almost full of certainty, and that's why Lulu said with a smile that made some ironic impression on people that didn't suit her age, but that she floated over and over again when she was once a demon king.

"... Illis. My uncle's here."

Always, that dialogue I used to say every time I visited a friend's house and the girl greeted me first.

He also remembered that, and opened his eyes, expressing his surprise with a cup of its face, and then ran away with a tear.

Because of the small and thin of the approaching Ilis.

Then she jumped up gently, pounding on Lulu's chest, and buried her face, screaming in a plain voice.

"Uncle... Uncle!!

Crying, Lulu keeps quietly stroking Iris' head, which is all he needs.

Then I checked on Gran on the side.

The armor you're wearing is snagging by brilliant, but it doesn't seem to be dead, nor is it heavily scratched.

Apparently, he's just passed out, and I'm relieved.

But even so, Gran is also an unlucky man.

There is no longer any doubt that Gran is a first-rate adventurer.

The technique is commensurately expensive, and even the first person to see it can't be done without being able to do anything at all.

So, nothing, it wasn't that Gran wasn't able to see through the Illis Magic Bullet (Magia Groves).

All I can say about this one is that they were even worse off.

Gran probably responded by considering the Illis magic a regular magic bullet (Magia Grobbs).

I would have dared to step on it to say that a magical protective device would be bearable.

It is also a convincing behavior because it is more likely to move on to the next action, and it is more experienced to think that it will cut the other party's momentum.

However, it was fatal for Gran that there was surgical control in the technology that was essential to the ancient demons.

Seeing the magic flow of the opponent's spinning magic and unleashing magic of a nature that breaks it down is a move that anyone of the ancient demons who has reached the general soldier level can do.

However, in modern times, such technology has been lost, so it was not possible to cope with Gran.

As the easiest way, I wish I'd just avoided it, but if I didn't know, I wouldn't be able to act like that either.

As a result, that's what happened.

I'm really sorry.

And with that in mind, Lulu holds his head wondering what's going on.

So does Illis, and what he said to Gran, or something.

You'll have to say something to Yumis when you get back to the village.

The goal of helping the Rustys and examining the significance of the presence of this site was largely achieved, but there were too many problems that arose with it.

Though.

See the girl crying on her chest.

Then she also looked up at Lulu.

You look terrible.

Its face, which is supposed to be as beautiful as a doll, is now a mess with tears and snot.

"Pfft..."

Lulu blew out in too much shape.

Seeing such a lull, Iris swelled his face a little,

"Him, it's terrible...... me (me), I've lived thinking about your uncle's enemies all the way up to today, but laugh like that! Already..."

"... but look in the mirror. You look terrible."

That said, Illis tilted his neck a little,

"Is it that bad...?... Speaking of which, you've changed your tone?... If you look closely, your face too...? What do you mean? Really? Or your uncle must have been killed fighting the brave... and when is it now? Where am I?

When I started thinking about one thing, it seemed that questions had erupted.

I can't even suddenly sort out what I answered to Lulu, and I had no choice, Lulu said.

"I'll explain later...... a lot happened"

"A lot, is it?

"Oh, a lot."

"Really... Oh, speaking of which, would it be okay if I (me) blew it up earlier? You know your uncle, don't you? Um, me, thinking I'm the enemy..."

Iris nodded at Lulu's words and began as soon as he could.

Originally, it would be because Iris was not the type of human (human) hatred.

The first thing that struck me was to wake up and think that there was a reason why Lulu's enemies were saying this.

But now that Lulu was alive and conscious, he's calmed down.

Lulu laughs at such Illis again.

"I don't care if you say that now... the guy, Gran, is alive though. So it's about apologizing later. Maybe you'll forgive me."

"Is it the more metric...... people (human) also have the likes of your uncle!

"No, I'm not that wide of a metric... Gran is a big mess, and if you say it was an unfortunate accident, you can handle it?

"So, that's what we'll do..."

I miss the conversation with no other love, and Lulu was feeling kind of like he hadn't been filled in a long time.

When Gran wakes up, let me explain for now.

And back in the village, even to Yumis.

Then, then...

Lulu continued his conversation with Iris, imagining a bright future, optimistic that he could not have thought of before.