Continuity is the Father of Magical Power

"Is there... a creator ahead?"

The break was over and everyone stood in front of the door.

Maybe there's a creator ahead. It's been a month... and if this dungeon is still going on, it's really hopeless.

"After all, is it similar to Leo?

"What do you think? Blood may be connected, but I don't think it's strange that genes have changed for hundreds of years."

Besides, I look like my grandfather.

I may have similar personalities, but I think it looks different.

"That's right. A thousand years... I can't really imagine."

"Maybe he's still alive somehow."

"Maybe that's possible."

Maybe there's a big machine on the other side of this door, and there's a creator connected to it.

Well, I'm looking forward to seeing you inside.

That's how I opened the door.

"Hey, good work."

When the door opened, a light tone flew in, as if it had been a joke that I had been having a hard time before.

The Lord of the Voice was a blonde man in his late twenties and early thirties, to imagine from his appearance.

"Are you the creator?

"That's right. Too bad you didn't look old?

"I, no...."

Somewhat surprising... A level that makes you wonder if you really have lived for a thousand years.

"Well, it doesn't change that I'm still alive somehow."

"How?

"I'll explain it to you. Wait. Before that... everyone has arrived."

Asked how I had lived for a thousand years, the Creator stopped me by hand and called someone behind me.

Then the wall in the back opened, and two women emerged from the back, the man they knew and the woman they had seen for the first time.

"Oh, Mr. Leon, it's been a long time."

"Bals....."

A familiar man is Barth.

As usual, you have a annoying tone.

"Oops. Don't point that scary face at me!"

Apparently, Shelley was staring at it.

It's Sherry. It's counterproductive to look at him...

I thought, one of the strangers from behind slapped Barth's head as hard as he could.

"It's not good that you're talking like that."

"That's right, but I'm glad it's been a long time since Barth got busy here."

"Oh, Alice knows. Compared to that, Jimone..."

Alice and Jimmy. That's the first name I've heard of either.

How does it relate to the Creator?

"Tell me what I am compared to Alice! Besides, I told you to be careful! Why can't Alice follow me?

"I can't live long if I care about the details. Hey, Alice?

"Yes, that's right. If you're so loud, you'll get tired."

"Don't worry, Barth is twice as alive!

"... a little bit of both of you. It's been a long time since we've had customers.

The creator stopped laughing while laughing at the three who were heating up more and more.

I understand from the current exchange that the four of you are very close.

Alice and Jimorne are the creators' wives?

"Oh, I'm sorry. My name is Alice. Feel free to call me Alice."

"You're not that old..."

"Ah?

I was so scared. How can you make such a lovely voice with such a cute face...?

"No, it's nothing. Instead, you introduced yourself. My name is Jimone. As you can see, it's a demon race."

That said, Mr Jimonet pointed to his horn.

If you ask me, it's definitely a demon race.

"Ah, I forgot! I'm an elf! Featuring this ear!

Now Alice cut her hair and showed me her ears.

Certainly, unlike ordinary people, my ears were sharp.

"What do you think? Your wives are so dark they can't beat you, right?

Oh, it's my wife after all.

"... that's right. Did you live alone in the dungeon until Barth arrived?

"Well, that's right. About a hundred years ago, there were two of them... who were already dead."

"That's right...."

Jimmy and Alice are long-lived species, but people like us and veterinarians have the same lifespan as ordinary people.

Still... how does a creator live for a thousand years?

I don't see any magical items that look like it...

"Do you care why I'm not dead?

"... yeah"

"Do you know the principle of the Devil's lifespan?

"Yeah, the amount of magic you have changes your life expectancy, right?

I answered exactly what the Devil had taught me.

"That's right. So, you think he's a demon?

"What's a demon race? Er...."

Someone with a slightly unusual trait? No, it's not much...

"Well, I don't know. No, I guess that's the right thing to say."

Don't you think so?

"The Demons... are monsters in human form."

Huh?

A monster in human form?

"Ah, but I don't want to say that the devil tribe is bad, right? In this way, the demons have the same body and the same emotions as people. Besides, I make children with people!

That's when the creator started touching Jimmy's ass.

"Already! Where are you touching in front of people?!

So... We magical creators can create monsters, right?

The creator went on explaining, not worrying about Jimone hitting him on the head.

Does this guy look like a good young man, but he's got porn inside him?

I was listening to the creator's words while thinking about it in one corner of my head.

"I can create monsters... Ah, maybe."

"Probably right. I became a pseudo-demon. And so are you."

"I see... no, then I..."

Did I fail to create? Or is it natural for the Demons to continue to reduce their magic at this rate?

"You know why I bothered to say pseudo? This body has serious defects."

"What is that defect...?

"You can't restore magic with your own power. If you leave it alone, the magic will gradually disappear and eventually die."

"That's not true....."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Don't be so shocked. If there's nothing I can do, I'm already dead."

Shocked, the creator, who saw Shelley crying, rushed into a detailed explanation.

"If you ask me, yes."

"Hey, don't worry. But Sherry and Lena, and Lou and Bell have things to do every day from now on. Are you ready?

What do we have to do, Shelly, not me?

What the hell do you want me to do?

"Of course there's no problem... what should I do?

"Well, to put it simply, I want Leo to share his magic with me."

"Shall we share the magic with Leo? Can you do that?

"Sure, put your hand on Leo's chest. Above the heart."

"On Leo's chest? All right, all right. Around here?"

Without doubt about the words of the Creator, Shelley put her hand on my chest.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. What's going on?

"Yes, then try to sense Leo's magic."

"The magic of Leo... ah. There's a mass of magic under my hand."

"Yes, that's Leo's lifeline."

"This is... so few."

"Well, if you leave it for a month, it will be."

Like other HR people say... it's your fault, right?

Well, in general, the reason is because I had an expectation.

"You don't have to be so scared. Carefully pour your magic into it."

"Be careful....."

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. You

I'm getting nervous, so just calm down.

Without even saying that, magic was pouring into my body.

Oh, this is amazing. It feels like your body is accumulating strength...

"That's right. Keep it up."

"Shelly, let me do it!

Fine.

Looks like it's Lou's turn... not to be destroyed by mistake, right?

I'm sure it's okay because I have a collar...

"Ufufufu. How does it feel?

"Hmm... it tickles rather than feels good. However, it feels good that your body is filled with magic."

"Yeah, yeah. I know. This feeling is good for hundreds of years."

"That's right. Creator... Speaking of which, I haven't heard your name yet."

"Speaking of which, yes. My name is Michelle. Well, call me whatever you want."

"Okay. Does Mikhail get magic from his wives every day?

"That's right. Every day when you're flirting."

That said, Mikhail clasped Alice's shoulders.

You're really close.

"As you get used to it, you can do it while matching your skin ~"

"Look, I don't say that in front of my kids."

"Even if I were a child, I'd be married soon."

"But... The older you get, the more magic you'll need. That's why it's too late for two magical people to help you. That's why I have other ways to gain magic."

Despite her wives' incredible cumming-out, Michelle continued to explain herself with a calm face.

I've only lived a thousand years... No, what am I talking about?

It's more about the body than that.

"Maybe... dungeon?

"Correct. Apart from this stupid dungeon, it's not for your own protection. How efficiently you can acquire magic. I built it for that."

Ah. Somewhere, I was a little doubtful because they were the bosses who couldn't protect themselves from the Demon King level.

Besides, the dungeon is the source of magic...

"Someday, will I have to be in a dungeon too?

"Yeah... honestly, I don't know. Eighty-four years from now... we might need as much as we can."

"Well, it doesn't matter as much as it is. So this war went all the way to prolong my life?

I was convinced by the word 84 years. There's no doubt about this.

"No. In the first place, I didn't order a war. I was just asking you to do something to kill a brave man."

"That's why you did what I told you ~ ~"

Yeah.... I personally look like Mikhail is a convicted criminal.

I would have expected this if I had known Barth's personality.

"Barth, I think we should reaffirm the dignity of life a little bit more."

"I'm telling you, next to the Destroyer, you're killing the Reaper!"

Oh, that's unexpected.

I thought it was true that I didn't want to kill people.

"Well, I won't forgive you for being an enemy. Kindness and sweetness are different, right?

Enemies will not forgive. Sure, there's a thought circuit there with me.

No, I'm being influenced by Mihill.

"I know that ~ ~"

"Well, here's what happened this time. Do you have any other questions?

"Do you think Mikhail is watching God pull off like this?

"Yeah... I know what you mean. Well, what do you think? You think Leo's gonna do something?

I think so.

I'm sure we'll add new rules again.

As far as the demon king is concerned, it seems that God definitely wants us to settle down.

"I knew it. But... God can't do anything anymore."

"What do you mean?

"After all, if the gods put their hands on it, it won't work as a game, will it? Even though it's not a fair fight anymore."

"... if they say so."

If this is really a game by the gods, it is no exaggeration to say that fairness has already collapsed.

I mean, the other reincarnated people will automatically win if they stay hidden for another 80 years.

"Right? So, if something happens, it's when the gods give up the fight and want to bully us."

"What are the possibilities?

"I can't say no, but I don't think it's very likely. I mean, there's Felicia and Mirabelle, and Lubera hasn't given up yet."

Hmm? I don't know a lot of names.

"Er... who?

"Oh, I'm sorry. Felicia is the chief of the Elves. Mirabel is the seventh generation of incinerators. Lubera is a saboteur."

"Incinerator?

Is he still alive?

Didn't you say the Devil was gone?

"Oh, speaking of which, Gal didn't know she existed."

"Gal? Demon King's name?

"That's right. I thought you didn't have a name.

"No, that's not true... so why doesn't the Devil know about the Incinerator? The Devil can see the world, right?

Or does the Incinerator have the ability to hide from the Devil?

"It's easy. Except for the first generation, the incinerator has lived for generations. If you don't have the appraisal skills like us, you won't find them."

"Is that so...? But why are only the first generation different? Normally, memories are given first copies, right?

It is convincing that the Demon King will not notice if it is not conspicuous, but it is a mystery why it was rampant only for the first generation.

"It was copied before I came to this world."

"Huh? So the first generation has changed personality since coming here?

"Correct. The Devil killed my boyfriend. That's why she tried to burn all the demons."

"Oh, I see. So the Demon King's family was burned...."

Nothing scares me more than resentment.

"The first Incinerator is strong. Because Lubera is the only one who loses."

"The saboteur lost?

That most powerful and famous saboteur is going to lose...

"Yes, she escaped at the mercy of an incinerator. Well, it's been 900 years."

"Where is the incinerator now?

I don't know. At least I'm not close to you. "

You mean you don't need to know? Well, I can't do anything from what I know, and I certainly feel like I've heard it.

"Roger that. Thank you for telling me everything today."

"I'm sorry for the inconvenience."

Do you really think...? Somehow, the tone is light.

"Please come and visit me again!

"Yes, even in my spare time."

"My honeymoon is so busy that I can't do it for the time being."

"Ah, that's good. I was back then, too."

"I want to see how old you are.

"Yes, yes. I'm a grandmother anyway ~"

"Don't fight about that, I'll deal with you later until you're satisfied."

"No, stop it... in front of the kids."

"No... I can't let you sleep today..."

"Hey, why don't you just leave those three alone and go home?

I don't want to... live for a thousand years, but I'm fine.

We left the three of us who started flirting behind and decided to go home.

I wish I hadn't been in the Territory for a month. Elsie will be worried, and we need to get home soon.

So I thought about using the metastasis, and I just had bulbs and eyes.

"What's Barth going to do now?

"Am I...? Nothing in particular has been decided."

Yeah, it was stupid of me to ask a question.

"Ah, yes. Bye... no, I think you're free, so come work for Leo. I've caused a lot of trouble."

Hey, now I hear you're in the way!

You were surprisingly depressed when you thought you were close.

"That's good. Thank you again for looking after me."

Really, he's doing well.

"Ah, I see. Well then, I'll ask Balth to cultivate secrecy."

Even a troublesome man can't be better.

I'll use it.

"Is it human resource development? That's good."

Well then, that's what I'm going to do.

"Yeah, well, you can live as you like. Unlike me, you can't live a thousand years."

"No, it's enough to live a hundred years. But, yeah. I'll let you live as you please."

For the time being, I want to live in peace. And I want to go on a trip.

That's right. You can plan a trip when you get home. All right, let's get out of here.

I'll see you later.