Demon Lord Wants to Laze

Mao Dara the 2nd

Lesson 51: What's Left Behind

Half a month after your father was gone.

I was still in the woods house.

And in front of the grave marker that buried your father.

This is how I stayed with you all the time while you were awake.

- Zazzle.

Someone stood behind me.

Still not willing to check my face.

"Ma'am, it's poisonous when you're cooled down too much, isn't it?

"Theresia...... Thank you, but leave me alone."

The day I secretly buried your father.

Theresia brought Kevin and Colo from Plenicia.

with the luggage I left behind.

I didn't want Kevin to look like this, but I was also worried, so thank God.

"Mom, are you kidding me? Are you sure?"

Kevin, held by Teresia, said.

The face could be described as a color of anxiety.

"Right, a little sad?

"Beautiful stuff, I'll give you. Look at that. Genki?

"Beautiful stuff, huh?"

That looked familiar.

Was it the jewel King Ryu gave me?

I took it first and thanked him.

"Thank you, I'm glad. But now just be quiet..."

At that time, there was an anomaly.

Kevin's movements stopped.

Both Theresia and Colo.

Like I even forgot to blink.

And the colors disappeared from the view, and I couldn't hear a sound.

"What, this..."

I couldn't stay conscious and drowned in a feeling similar to sleep.

And.

"... What is this place?

When I regained consciousness again, it was an unfamiliar place.

A strange world, like anointed with milky white paint.

That's where I was.

I don't even see Kevin and the others.

"Kevin! Theresia! Where have you been?

"Oh, good. I can't believe I can call you. Thanks to the dragon's treasure balls."

"Huh!? Is anybody here?

I heard voices from somewhere.

A lot of friendly vibes, but an unfamiliar voice.

And I don't even see the other guy.

"Explain who you are, but you won't believe me, will you? Is it easy to accept when it comes to Alf's old friends?

"Your father's? It's not Mr. Cyril, and it's not Uncle Arden, is it?

"Um, there's a mountain I want to talk to you about, but I don't have time. Can we get this over with?

"Yeah, I don't mind that..."

I feel strange somehow.

I don't see him, and even though it's a kidnapped breeze, I don't feel uncomfortable about it for some reason.

I thought 'I'm on your side' unconditionally.

I can't explain myself.

"You have a harsh fate ahead of you. You'll find out about it in the not-too-distant future. We managed to get the best of each other so you could get on, but I'm worried you'll fall for it."

"Destiny? Edge? I can't see the story."

"If it seems out of hand, I want you to run away and live longer. I want you to protect me if it seems like you can handle it. The world Alf created with his life at stake.

"Of course, I'll try to protect you. That's what I was thinking."

"I thought you'd say that."

With that voice came a white, shining light.

It's about the size of a fist.

"Thanks to the treasure ball, I'll send you a present. Even so, this is the only thing I have."

"Warm...... what is this?

"Protect, right? That's called" spinning power. "It's easier to get help from people who like you."

The light swooped out in front of me.

Was this given the power to spin?

"Thank you. Let me use it effectively."

"I'm sorry, I really want to help you more. But I'm almost there..."

Their voices plundered, making it harder to hear them.

And just for a moment in front of me, I saw that.

If I'm not mistaken, I know who I am.

It's also convincing to be a friend of your father's.

"Are you Moko?

"... have I found out? I'm a sweet claw, aren't I?"

"I thought you were a strange kid, but who are you?!

"I'm just a pretty cat. That's what you think."

"Hey, could... you be going, too?

"I'm sorry. I'm losing my body without Alf's magic."

"Really? You're all gone."

My chest is tightened.

One, one leaves again.

It seemed like one day I would be alone, and it was horrible.

"Sylvia, a soul is a tour. Me, Alf, you, too."

"Explore...?

"You don't remember when we met again, though. Still, I'll see you again."

"Really? Can I believe you?

"Absolutely. I'm looking forward to that day."

Moko's voice goes away.

And the milky white of the space faded, too.

Now I'm saying goodbye to that kid, too.

I didn't have to put it into words to understand.

"You're well, Sylvia. Keep my brother in the corner of your head."

And I came home to the woods.

It's in front of your father's grave.

And then the sound came back and the colors returned to the world of monotone.

"Mom, was it you?

Kevin said as he reached out.

Right... did you go to that world the moment you received the gem?

Things got a little bit swallowed up.

- It's not a dream, is it?

Moko said.

Harsh fate awaits, he said.

If that event is real, there may not be much respite drowning in heartache.

- In the meantime, shall we go home?

I lifted my heavy hips and paid for my butt sand.

And I tried to think about the future, then.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

The sound of horses howling.

The riders are Uncle Chris and Uncle Arden.

It was unusual for both of us to come together.

What's more, it also drives horses.

"What's going on? Quite in a hurry."

"Oh, Master Sylvia. I'm afraid at this time, I came for a fire."

"Fire... any incidents?

I can see the tension running on the two of us.

I'm ready, wait for the next word.

Then Uncle Chris answered in a sharper tone than usual.

"In conclusion, it's a rebellion. More inside."

From that look on, things don't seem light.

Uncle Arden has a strange face, too.

The peace your father built.

Even to make it look broken, it was too soon.