Do You Think Someone Like You Can Defeat the Demon King?

The Cathedral's library is lined with materials about magic.

Gene, who usually pulls into a room and immerses herself in her research, sometimes visited for that purpose.

So it is a total coincidence that he saw Eterna's appearance (...).

"Hey, Eterna."

Gene stopped her from passing beside herself.

I didn't have an in-laws to go out with, but for once Eterna stops her legs, too.

"As the same wizard, I thought you had the least amount of pride. I can't believe you're going down to Satooki."

Humph!

In the middle of the word, a water bullet blurs Gene's cheek.

"Shut up, die"

Eterna told him so without ever seeing his face, in a grumpy voice.

"Wah, ok, ok, so wait, Eterna. I mean, you didn't mean it...?

"... there is no one who wants to bow his head to that one"

"Then what are you saying it's for, even for someone else?

"Yes, something Gene probably won't ever know"

Needless to say, it was until I did it because the ink is hostage.

Without that, I resent him enough to pour water through a hole called a hole in his whole body right now to drown him on the ground.

"Is that all you need? Then I'll go."

Without even hearing back, Eterna walks away with a quick leg.

"Stay!

Gene calls her off like that.

"What?"

"Where's Linus? We need to talk."

"... first floor of the castle, west side. I think I'm in my room because I can't go outside without your permission."

That's all I told him, Eterna left before him this time.

◇ ◇ ◇

Gene, after the cathedral, heads to where he asked Eterna.

I just grabbed my fist trying to knock Linus's room and realized that it's been a long time since I've visited anyone else's room.

The research is also almost self-contained, even if I walk occasionally, at best about the cathedral library, since I sold off the flam to the slave traders?

Well, it doesn't matter.

There is no particular reflection.

Hold your fist again and knock on the door.

Then from inside, I heard a reply saying, "Heh heh."

Linus, it's me.

It looks like Gene is really around the unnamed.

"Is that Gene? It's rare, you can come in."

And Linus will know, so extra he won't try to improve.

Jean, who entered the room silently, approached Linus, who lay his hands under his head and lay on the bed.

He also wakes up his upper body and welcomes visitors.

"What's wrong with you? Suddenly, you never showed your face."

"You wanted to see my face?

"No, nothing."

"I guess, that's why I didn't come"

"Does that mean you came all the way here for a good reason?

Gene snorts.

And as he stuck his hand inside the robe from his chest, he removed the two lenses.

Linus is stunned to see one side of it.

"Oh, hey that... that's not the Original Core!

“Power” swirls inside. It is a substitute that is becoming traumatic to him.

It's called Maria, it's called a giant baby, it's called a mother, and it only causes accidents that aren't even busy.

"This was given to me by Maria."

"I didn't mean to show off."

"Hmm, I'm not going to brag about such a bad taste. It's more of a stain to me. Oh, that would be unpleasant, wouldn't it? It's a hundred billion years early for such a little girl to spend it on a genius like me. Besides, it was a crude product that couldn't be done so well, so I improved it and tried to sharpen the reception function more than what Kimyra had, see?"

That said, Gene hands Linus the core.

"What? No, I'm in trouble that they gave it to me like this."

"Just keep it, it's something I don't need."

"I don't need it either."

"You must have an edge on Maria, right? Then I might attract her just because I have it."

"It's not that kind of amulet..."

Linus stares at the core on his palm as he pulls his cheeks together.

Jean, on the other hand, pushing it, moved his body around somewhat and, wondering if he had taken off his robe, roughly turned his jacket.

"Hey Gene, what are you doing all of a sudden...... wow!?

"I snuck in from Kimyra, and I don't need a second one."

What Linus saw was a core buried in Gene's belly.

As if screwed, the surrounding skin is wrinkled in a twisted fashion, completely entering the interior of the body.

"Oh, you! I don't know what that is!?

"Oh, I know. So this is what's happening."

Gene laughs, gripping the core of his abdomen and removing it.

Of course, the body had a cavity, but a few seconds later, it was back in its original form, as if it were a regeneration of the flam.

"Removable"

"No, no, no, no, I don't know why. What did you make that for?!?

"I want to reveal my nose to you"

"What is it!?

"Origin's"

I thought you were kidding. Gene has a serious look.

"What do you mean?

"What does Linus think about this fight?

"How... how far are you talking about that battle?"

"It's a series of events. It began with a farce called the Journey of the Demon King Crusade, and until we were in the Second Demonic War. Who the hell caused it, for what purpose?"

"Well, it started with the Origin announcement, so that's not the mastermind?

"Yes, you're right! All the battles were a farce that Origin had caused even this genius me to unseal herself!

Gene opens his hands and speaks out loudly in a strong tone.

Linus glanced slightly surprised at the theatrical utterance somewhere.

"When I'm in the castle, most of what's happening in the kingdom comes to my ears. Even if you don't talk to others, magically listen to the rumors of the wind (...)."

"In short, you're eavesdropping."

"Linus would not be in a position to speak of people either. Well, I know anyway. So even if you fight and win, you can also understand what it's like to be brave and heroes who aren't so refreshed."

"It's..."

Linus fought with the Flams only when he was a mother.

But even then, I had a vague, long-overdue feeling.

Maria, who cannot be found, and the vain that even if she triumphs, Satooki's way of thinking.

And the Flams would have felt worse than that.

Beginning with an orga underground in Enicide, Dain, Ink, Necromancy, and Childrens.

I was just retreating, and it was just an enemy that wouldn't be a complete solution.

"Because we haven't cut off the root (...). Origin, the main unit, remains sealed in the basement of Demon King's Castle. If mankind... no, the life that exists on this planet seeks complete victory, we have to destroy it."

Linus puts his face to the words of none other than them, as if they were allies of righteousness.

"Something bad. But you ate it?

"What are you talking about when people are serious? You are."

"It's crazy because it's serious. You weren't saving the stars or anything like that."

"Regardless, I'm just moving for me. But it's also true that there are parts of you that have changed your mind a little bit."

I wonder if Gene will come down from the sky tomorrow with a spear.

Linus thought so for real.

But if Gene was such an honest person, he wouldn't have lived with such a personality until today.

"Except scum is scum and garbage is garbage. I think I did the right thing about Flam."

"You're no different, you."

"Is it so easy for people like me to change? I told you. I just changed my mind a little bit. Well, I don't care, in short, what I'm trying to say is..."

"You mean it's no use fighting between humans?

"No, I don't care about that either. All that matters is," What do we do next? "

"After that..."

After the battle.

Whether there's going to be a war or Linus getting out before that, it's after that, Gene insists.

"I mean Linus with no loose ends anyway, does he already have a calculator for the escape?

"For once, yeah. But as long as there's a hostage, I don't know what to do."

"All I'm saying is hang in there, it's none of my business."

"Then why did you ask!

Linus letting blood vessels float in the temples.

But Gene has a strange face.

"I don't care how it goes. I get to the same end. But I'm sure you can change the process a little. I wanted to make sure you had that will."

It is a choice of words that have renounced being passed on entirely to others.

Linus was no longer even losing his temper to complain.

"And for that, I have prepared another“ means "

Here Gene hands Linus another crystal different from the core.

"Oh, my God. I don't suppose you're gonna say this again, Core or something."

The color is red, something different from the original core, but inside, the magic was swirling.

When Gene somehow puts his mouth close to Linus' ear, he whispers in a small voice about its use.

Linus' eyes were then opened, and he uttered an unexpected voice, "Hmm..."

"... that's what I'm talking about"

"Oh, it's you! Give it to me!

"You might need it"

"I'm going to need something like this," he said?

Linus grips the red crystal and eats away his teeth.

The situation where we're going to need this sphere sealed with Gene's magic, that is -

"I'm telling you, I'm not giving up!

"That's fine. But how are you gonna save that selfish motherfucker?

"I don't want you to be the only one to tell me that!

It's not Linus who can be insulted and shut up about Maria.

But above all, it was sad that I couldn't deny it completely.

That's why I won't be abandoned.

It's a weakness in love.

"Just in case you think of it as insurance, I'd be happier if you didn't use it."

"That's how I feel, I mean, I haven't felt that way since just now."

"That's a terrible word. But I don't think so, either. It's a waste of effort to work for others."

Jean, laughing ridiculously, took his seat as it got awkward and headed to the exit of the room.

"Wait."

Linus stopped him like that.

"What?

Stopped, Gene turns around and listens back with her hands on the door knob.

"You're predicting something big is going to happen soon, aren't you?

"Right."

"Then you should stop that up front. Of course we can help!

No one will follow me when I tell them I'm going to help Gene, but if I tell them I'm going to stand up to Origin, even Fram will help me.

But he shakes his head to the side and refuses to do so.

"It's no use stopping it."

"I don't know what's gonna happen, but I got it. Ah, it could get better!

"It's just a postponement of the problem. Besides, it's more convenient for you to wake up to fulfill what I want."

"You mean make sacrifices to satisfy your own desires!?

It was Linus roughing up his voice, but I notice it after I say it.

I thought it might be Gene's way of thinking.

"Yeah, I'm telling you I'm moving for me, right? If that's what you're doing, I'll use you for scum or garbage."

That was the existential significance of life other than his found, present in this world.

"But if that's what you say you don't care about, one last thing, why don't you shake it even on a topic that Linus seems to like"

"That's what I like to talk about."

"You've asked me out for a drink before, haven't you? You were the first person in my life to invite a noble man like me to a filthy, noisy place like a liquor store."

"In the end, Jean refused."

"Yes, so... that's it, if we survive each other, we can hang out and do it"

"... what?

That's a word that doesn't sound like Gene.

That's why - the precondition that “if survived” was felt unusually heavy on Linus.

It's as if you're convinced it's absolutely impossible for the two of you to survive at the same time.

"Phew," Gene loosened her cheeks when she saw the surprising, less silent Linus.

"... but if Linus doesn't want to go, that's fine. I'll see you when I'm alive."

"Oh, hey jean!?

Everywhere, it doesn't look like Gene.

Linus called that name, but now he didn't stop.

Batan and the door close and he is left in the room.

"... what the hell is he doing here all of a sudden?"

Cover your face with your left hand and lean down Linus.

From the gap between your fingers, stare at the two crystals gripped in your right hand.

Black and red, forbidden force with massive force swirling inside.

"I don't know what to do... No, you're not. What happens, we..."

To him now, I couldn't even imagine what Gene predicted and what kind of future he envisioned.

◇ ◇ ◇

Even at dawn, there will be no sunlight in the room.

But the flam woke naturally to see if the internal clock sounded the alarm.

"Mmm..."

Lift your eyelids slowly as you speak out in agony.

Two unrecognizable men were pictured in the open vision.

"Hih!? So, who...?

One is quite large, on the top of the Buddha.

He stared silently at Flam.

The other has a fine, nostalgic grin, quite small compared to the man lining up next door.

"Whoa, I'm finally awake. That's the end of Otilier's butt wipe."

In addition to his odd tone, he was asked the name Otilier and Flam had a fiercely unpleasant feeling.

Not a decent person again, that's both of us.

Werner Appeiln, Otilier and his deputy general.

……

"Why don't you introduce yourself? It's this big one."

"... Hellman"

"You're still silent. The full name is Hermann Zavnyu. Come on, he's a deputy general working under Henriette."

It's the same position as a deputy general, or Otilier.

Disgust precedes me just because I already have something in common with her.

Werner sighed loudly when he saw Flam, who was obviously on guard.

"Once again, Henriette said she wanted to apologize for Otilier."

"... that's fine"

"Ha ha, you hated me, well, all of a sudden I got my blood licked and I got strangled. Then naturally."

It's not just about her that I hate her.

Flam - he didn't even trust this guy named Werner.

He hides his nature.

Because his eyes across his thin, open eyelids were badly cloudy.

Don't trust me.

She thought so intuitively.

But now, all we have to do is extract information from him.

Flam asks him, being careful not to get his emotions taken.

"What happened to that man?

"Um, you mean Jack? Of course he's dead, because the Knights Commander Hugh dropped his neck."

It wasn't a dream, after all.

I was about to be pushed down and attacked by a man named Jack, and his neck was slashed.

When I think of a tragic death scene, the nausea creeps up.

"Ugh... P..."

Werner was smiling when he saw the flam holding his mouth down with his hands in agony.

"But if you're awake, there's no reason to hang out any more. I'm going back to my room."

And instead of rubbing her back or offering her a bucket, she takes a cold seat.

"What about Hellman?

"... stay"

"I like it."

Leaving him, who replied in a low voice, Werner left the room early.

From the bottom of my mind, I don't seem to be interested in Flam.

Only two of her and Hellman remain in the room.

She spoke horribly to Herman, who somehow would stare at Flam.

"Um... is there something on my face?

Herman shook his head beside him silently.

"... never mind"

"It's difficult, because I'm curious to be seen"

When Flam said so, a wrinkle stopped between Herman's brows.

Shit, I think I pissed her off - and she made her body stretch, but when he lowered his voice, "Hmm," he turned his body toward the wall.

"... this is it"

You can hear it over your big back, Hellman's voice.

"You don't have to go that far..."

"... right"

To Fram's point, he slumped his shoulder.

He then reorients his body about ninety degrees again, adjusting to the point where he doesn't face her directly from the front.

Or if you distract me, that's enough, but apparently he's a clumsy manly man.

The eyes are clear compared to Werner's, and maybe he's not that bad of a person, Fram just released his guard a little.

……

But he's silent anyway - as long as Flam doesn't talk.

I had nothing in particular to do with her either, so I remained blurry and silent for about an hour, but I was just getting anxious.

Am I being watched?

Or are you taking a break on the grounds of surveillance?

As Flam looks at Hellman's face as he thinks about it, he opens his mouth when he realizes that gaze.

"... you free?

"Right. Nothing in particular to do."

"... do you like swords"

"To?"

Flam responds with a careless voice to a question that doesn't even clap.

Do you like swords - of course you weren't interested in her being just a country girl, I should have.

I couldn't deny it for some reason.

Curiosity tells Flam to affirm it.

"I don't like it, but I care"

When she replied yes, she was happy with that, and a grin appeared on Hellman's mouth.

And he stood up, and looked at the flam and said:

"... then you should come"

Hellman heading to the exit of the room.

When Fram rushed out of bed, he spoke to him as he tried to get out of the bed in a whim.

"Wait, I'm still in my bedroom!

At least just get dressed - and claim that Hellman's leg stops.

Finally, my sleeping habits are terrible and my hair is blurred.

He turned around,

"... sorry"

and lowered his head at first sight.

All that time, his giant, nearly two metres away, also looked small.

◇ ◇ ◇

The dressed flam is led somewhere by Hellman.

What was available in the room was the same white military uniform that the Otiliers wore.

Apparently, this is an area used by military officials in a large castle, and this outfit needs to be less conspicuous.

But on top of the unfamiliar clothes, I can't seem to say I'm comfortable with flattery either because it's the same costume as "that” Otilier.

Flam was walking, adjusting the collar position, etc.

While doing so, I arrive in front of a certain room.

Led by Hellman, he stepped inside - where there was a dim space, covered with grey bricks.

There are many weapons on the walls, and the torsos lined with corners are dressed with silver shining armor.

Also in the back, although the fire was not lit, a furnace-like device was installed.

"Is this... a workshop, is it?

"... it's my own room"

"Mr. Hellman's?

If you ask me, there's only one bed in the corner of the room.

But that was all his personal effects, and all the other spaces were used for spaces as workshops.

Needless to say, there was no sense of life at all, and now Flam had no choice but to be puzzled when he said he was in his room.

"... Hobbies"

"Amazing, can blacksmithing be done with a hobby"

"... Soon, it became a job"

Looking around the room, Flam noticed.

The sword on that wall looks exactly like the one Hugue was using.

I mean, he's - he's probably making equipment here that he offers to the Knights and the Army.

"... you should see it as you like"

That's what he said, set the furnace on fire and began his own work.

I did say I was interested in the sword, but even though it wasn't that sword, Fram was a little dissapointed.

"Hmm...? Why do you think that? I've never held a sword before."

Why were you interested in the first place?

Does it have anything to do with lost memories?

I'll stare into the palm of my hand to try, but I don't know anything.

It just feels like I got caught in the back of my head.

"For the most part, there's no way I could have fought with a sword, and there's no reason to fight..."

At that time, the consciousness...

"Goshu... Ma"

- Noise runs.

"... from"

Words clog.

Really, was there no reason to fight?

For someone, risking their lives but never fighting?

There are many things I have lost.

But still, the more trivial it is compared to what you get, the bigger it is.

"I wonder if you were there, really. Someone I don't know, someone important to me."

I don't know who it is. The encounter with the Lord of that voice probably made a huge difference on the inside of the flam.

Just think, get out of the way and your chest will squeal.

Your body temperature rises.

It's not normal.

Family, friends, buddies, that kind of classification doesn't get us this far.

"This, in short..."

I can't remember my figure or my voice.

But now that he has no preconceptions whatsoever, Flam can calmly analyze his condition.

"I, I love that person, I like him, I can't wait to..."

Probably from the beginning.

With all the impurities removed, the core hasn't changed much.

But there were so many noises, like heroic aspirations, slaves and the Lord, and then same-sex, that Flam couldn't find it.

That's the answer I've been looking for.

Alternatively, principles of action.

- I was in love.

of emotions that fill her, a real name.