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

Flam and Milkit were walking behind Gene.

He said he was going to show the two of them to his place of residence.

Burt was instructed to go back to the office to get someone.

"Here."

He returned from his coffin room to the hallway, and there was the door a short walk away.

Beyond it was a space similar to the one that Gene once used in the Royal Castle.

Apparently, "residence” is not a metaphor for anything, but literally means living in this institution.

"I can fry you tea, just sit back in the right place and wait for me"

That care was unnecessarily disgusting.

Nevertheless, that's because the image of the previous Gene remains colorful in the flam -

……

I thought so, but Milkit was frowning, too, so it doesn't seem to be a limited story to Flam.

Originally, Milkitt did not think well of Gene, who had caused much harm.

Even if my personality had changed now and I was a good man, I guess that disgust wouldn't fade.

The two sit next to each other on the couch.

After a short wait, teacups and tea treats were arranged on the table.

"Do you use sugar?

"No, fine."

"Right."

I knew it was disgusting.

But Gene also seems to have a sense of what Flam thinks he is,

I'm sorry for the discomfort.

That's what I said and with a sad grin on my mouth, I sat in the chair across the street.

"So... uh... what did you call me here to talk about?

"I thought you might have as much to ask."

"Well, if you want to hear it... I'm interested in you. Do you hate yourself"

"Ha ha, I hate you a lot. Naturally."

"Feeling like it, you mean you have Gene's memory?

"Oh - it's time for Shea to arrive, it's easier to explain around there with her"

Gene looked to the door behind the flam.

Clarifying your ears, you can hear the footsteps for two in the distance.

"Are you here yet? Or who were you calling?

"Shea."

"He should be living in the royal castle now..."

If you call me, I'll be there in five minutes or enough, apparently.

The door opens.

It was Bart and I who showed up - a dark-haired lady, wrapped around a piece.

Burt gently lowered his head and left as he put her in the room.

"Mr. Shea, are you?

It seemed so different that I wouldn't know until I checked.

"Oh, it's been a while, Mr. Flam. Thank you for your help with that verse."

"Oh, thank you."

With a polite greeting, Flam bows his head.

Originally practically imprisoned as a witch of Camyaguysama, she was unrelated to something called familiarity.

My hair stays stretched, and if I don't wear makeup, I don't care for my skin.

I mean, the material was good, but I didn't make use of it, I guess.

Shea sits next to Gene.

Beautiful man, beautiful woman, picturesque schematic, but she is frightened to see him somehow.

Shea's acquaintance doesn't seem to be healing - apart from that, she didn't seem to trust Gene very much.

"Fram, she - you know what Shea Manydum is capable of?

"Yeah, it was a“ dream ”of rare attributes, wasn't it? To put it bluntly, embody your imagination, was it?"

"Too simplified, but not wrong"

Gene looks sideways at Shea and starts explaining.

"The first prerequisite for activating Shea's magic is to make her believe in things. Kamyaguysama is real, because he believed it from the bottom of his heart, and that embodied it."

"And once activated, you inhale magic from people who believe in Camyaguysama in the same way, right?"

"Oh, that's the most distinctive part. If it goes into that state, it no longer matters if Shea no longer believes in Kamyaguysama. Just the magic you took in from your surroundings, just like the man who gave you the magic expected, it works."

That is why Kamyaghuisama integrated with Hugue in the villagers' mistake of 'That is the incarnation of God'.

"Does Gene fit that state of mind now?

"Exactly"

"Wow, I was summoned by Mr. Jean as Kamyaguysama was defeated by Mr. Fram and sent from the village of Firth to the king's capital"

"I remember. We've been talking all night in the tent."

After all, Fram thought Gene's intellectual curiosity would have been inspired by Shea's ability to dream - but it wasn't.

"At that time, I was asked by Mr. Gene about the existence of resuscitation magic. I have decided to lose my life in the battle against Origin. So he said to the king's capital that after his death, there was a ritual that would bring him back to life."

"Shea believed that, didn't she?"

"In fact, there are crystals and ceremonies like that available in Wang Du..."

I guess that was an unintentional consequence for Shea because of the way she said "yes”.

Well, sure, I don't feel like I should have been fooled.

"And after the resuscitation, don't let everyone get confused, when the battle with Origin is over, I want everyone to say something about the resuscitation ceremony... I was asked"

It's a procedure to prevent the phantom of the born Gene from disappearing, even if Shea realizes she was “fooled”.

In contrast to her, who talks naggingly, Gene nods contentedly and hammers.

"Then, a few days after the battle, only the information that I was dead circulated to the King's Capital. The moment the story reached Shea's ear, the magic of her dreams was activated. It was an excellent operation for a burning blade while I was there."

A self-admiring descent reminds me of a previous Gene.

Being a hero doesn't mean your selfishness has completely disappeared?

"Actually, in the beginning, it wasn't so different from the old Gene."

Milkit said.

"Really? No, uh... well, at that point, I'm believing in resuscitation magic because I'm just a bunch of people who knew Gene before."

"Mr. Eterna said he probably would. But soon I realized that was Shea's magically created existence..."

"I know the previous Gene. The magic supply from the humans has been cut off. But instead, because of the increased influence of people who only knew Gene to the extent they saw it in the newspapers and heard it in rumors, it was now in its current state."

Kokon, nodding Shea.

So literally, he's a “hero” Gene now.

For example, as there were many footprints in the battle against Origin painted on the door between the coffins.

As Cyril and Maria also fought their enemies with all their dying power in the battle against Origin, which is passed down to the kingdom - as it has been described.

The history communicated to people is different from the facts.

Gene today was truly distorted, as it embodied.

"I myself understand that I am separate from Gene Intage right now. I have also experienced that personality change with my own"

"I know I'm not real, but I'm not gonna disappear."

"You're only guaranteeing my existence because it's someone else's imagination."

Gene said lonely.

So no matter how hard you try, no matter what your experience, Gene won't change.

Because his change is nothing more than a change in the image people have of Gene.

Regarding that, I also had to be sympathetic with that flam.

Life is stupid, and I can't even breathe because I don't have the right to choose between hearts and minds.

"But a great man named Gene Intage understood that much. Still, I wanted and fulfilled my wisdom to remain in this world."

Before he died, he was, in a way, more worried about the world than anyone else.

Without a genius named myself, technological progress would surely stop.

If the Being of Himself disappears, soon mankind will hit a wall that cannot be transcended.

Without the brains of myself, the world would surely go the wrong way again.

No matter, that's not true.

It's all just Gene's complacency, without him, and quite a future would have come.

But it's that guy who really believes that.

"I really hate that..."

Great or not, it was an unacceptable thought circuit for Flam.

"You think I want you to like me? - And I would have told you before."

"I guess."

Flam scowls at Gene.

I knew it was a bad one.

"Well, let's get back to it. About Shea's magic, but besides what she believes herself, there's another trigger condition. You see?"

Head shaking flam.

It was hard to even think about.

"It's hard to derive unless I'm a genius indeed -"

"That's all right, just tell me."

"Cold."

"Of course."

"Ha, so is that. Now, the condition is that the object of the imagination doesn't exist in the world.

"Doesn't exist?

The flam, as well as the mill kit, is decent.

Apparently she, too, never heard of Shea's abilities by poking so far.

"Or, Camyaguysama, it doesn't exist"

Shea said.

"Well, it's true... even if faith exists, you've never heard of God being real."

Except for the origins.

It's a story that's going to piss me off when I tell people I believe in, but there's no such thing as someone who actually met and talked to God.

And just like that, there's no such thing as "I set the magic of resurrection."

"Ah...... so"

In the flam, dots and dots were connected by lines.

Understand why he went into the rare behavior of living in a tomb, etc., and why as well.

"I mean, my presence here is a testament to the fact that a man named Gene Intage no longer exists in this world."

"You live here because you think maybe you're“ Gene's grave, "or something like that?

"You know exactly what I mean."

"I didn't want to know as far as I was concerned"

It's the last person in the world I want to talk to.

What even that shard has understood is the stain of Flam's life.

"I'm a grave mark. It's a living grave mark that has the best brains in the world, contributes to people and enriches the world!

Jean said it proudly.

Gene as a person is dead.

And the newborn Gene, though separate from the previous, holds the same ambition.

Proud of its will, it even continues to love and exist itself.

In a way, more selfish than before - the way it lived was also enviable and troublesome enough for Flam to feel tired just watching.

If all the stories I've heard so far are true, Gene probably doesn't have a lifespan.

People would be convinced if I even said 'magically not aging', even if people came out uncomfortable with not getting old.

There is no magic to prevent aging, so his dreams make him no longer old.

Until mankind perishes, or until all are aware of his death, that wisdom will remain in this world without vanishing.

"I understand the story so far, but can I just ask you one more thing?

"You can ask me as much as you want, not to mention one."

"Because this is my limit no more"

Gene is too heavy for a sick flam.

"About memory. Now I know how Gene came back to life, but why do you have any previous memories of him growing up pompous?

Gene as a person and Gene today are not connected.

It's only supposed to be a fictional image built by people's imaginations, born of Shea's abilities.

But somehow, when he sold off Flam as a slave, of course, he seems to have other memories.

"I don't know exactly about that, either."

"I don't know. It's rare to use words."

"It's the realm of God. I'm not going to step in one day, but not yet."

"What is the realm of God?

Is Shea's ability connected to such a shitty thing?

Flam gave a surprising look.

"Acacial records, books of life, memories of the sky, etc. exist."

"What the hell, it"

"Something that describes all the events that have happened or are going to happen in this world - that kind of concept"

"From there, are you trying to tell me that your memory is drawn?

"I just think so"

Suddenly it's a frigid story.

Mental fatigue twitches slightly on the expression of a lightly exhaled flam.

It was a slight change, so I noticed it was about Milkit, and sitting next to her, she held her hand under the table.

Immediately Flam also reacts, and the two tangle their fingers.

"Why don't you serve it in my room?"

"How pure is it to just hold hands and serve?"

"All the brain's resources are devoted to knowledge."

"I don't deny it..."

He still seems to live a life that has nothing to do with the opposite sex.

More popularity from the people than before, and more women should be saying it.

Most of all, I'm not sure if he has feelings similar to lust right now.

"It was in the village of Firth, an underground ruin. Three people, Eterna, Ink and Milkit, who were chased by Kamyaguysama in that place, said they had been shown strange hallucinations"

"It felt more like being flown to a different place than a hallucination… there was a whole world of things going on with the town we knew"

"Actually, the magic trains and communication terminals were invented by Eterna, inspired by the scenery we saw there."

"You mean there are similar tools, it was a world of advances in technology?

Milkit nods.

"So I pulled the future info from that acacic record and Camyaguysama showed it...?

"No, not the future. That's the past. Perhaps it's the view of Kamyaguysama when he was believed before he was destroyed by Origin"

"Past..."

Flam closes his eyes and fantasizes.

"Later on a closer look at that ruin, Kamyaguysama seemed to have been told at the time as an urban legend within the massive communications network that existed in this world. Besides, as a sneaky god."

Gene's talking about something, but it's not coming in my ear.

Not so long ago, Fram's consciousness was immersed in paranoia.

The world before it was destroyed by the Origins.

Every day people live in peace.

Suddenly pouring down there, rain of terror.

Moments when the routine that I took for granted collapsed.

Someone I was supposed to be with...

Zah, zah.

Melt it.

Zazzle, zazzle.

Like a keloid, red and drooling.

Zazz, the......

Hot, painful, painful, I need water.

Zahhhhhhhh......

I couldn't hug you, that day, regrets, sights, visions...

"Gu... uh..."

"Your husband!?

Suddenly an intense headache struck the flam.

It's like putting a different shaped, pointed cube in a pompous hole, forceful, painful.

"A rare attribute is like a kind of bug. Unexpected for the world, can also be called a joker for the will of the stars"

Gene talks pale as if he understands the symptoms that have happened to Flam.

Shea was trying to grate beside it.

"Even dreams are ridiculous, such as having access to acacic records. That's not a good area for people to touch."

"Duh... ugh..."

"It's not a good area to touch, it's not a good area to touch, I know it, and I just have to warn you because I know it"

"Ha... ha... mil, ki... sole... i... yu, uhh...!

The sound is far away.

Vision is trying to see another channel - this world, no, different times.

"More than a million magic powers...? It would be possible to go back in time if we wanted to, to recall our lives, or to catch a glimpse of the reason of the world. Besides, they still have a connection (...). I see, is this the one called Destiny? Certainly not just, not normal, the possibilities should have been considered. Let's apologize. That's all I have to say about memory. And I have to swear I won't do it again."

Gene was convinced by himself and uttered something of a bump.

But I can't afford to hear that from Flam or Milkit right now.

"Master, are you okay? Master!

Embraced by Milkit's chest, Flam's symptoms gradually subside.

She... saw something.

I don't know what that is, but in a gray sandstorm, I felt like I saw Milkit smile and it melt in heat and roll in red and black.

When do I remember?

Is it still from when the poison was eroding her face?

"I'm sorry...... I'm fine. Thanks, Milkit"

"Really, are you sure you're okay? Maybe I still have sequelae......!

"You're relieved there's no such thing. That treatment shouldn't have been in such a way that the sequelae would remain."

Apparently, Gene is also involved in the treatment of Flam's body.

It's a good opportunity, so she decided to ask about it too.

Anyway - as for the headache earlier, because I just said something meaningful and I didn't feel like answering it.

Or maybe it's a word that Gene himself uttered without understanding.

He is one of those who accessed the memory of the world.

"Saila said you treated me, but healing magic shouldn't work on me,"

"No, that's not accurate. The healing magic works properly, and the effect just flips, probably the most effective means of attacking the flam right now."

It heals wounds unconditionally - i.e., it's nothing more than disregarding reason and dealing unconditional damage to Flam.

"So how did you heal my body?

"I broke it once and let it regenerate."

"What... thing?

Horrible listening back flam.

"The flesh remembers what is called a“ normal state ”. Based on this, the ability to regenerate with cursing equipment works - unfortunately, it does not recover until the“ depletion ”of organs and brains. Instead, they will remember the depleted condition as the normal condition of the flesh. If we don't, immortality will be established. So you were wearing out your heart and brain with knight swordsmanship, and you were about to lose your life."

That's it, Flam understands too.

Though I couldn't have won without that, now that I think about it, it's a pretty lame one.

I can't die trying to make my life with Milkit go forward.

"So, first, I, Eterna, and the Demons worked together to rewrite it."

"The regeneration by God eating modified my heart and brain to return to the right shape...?

"Exactly. And finally, Saila magically destroyed her flesh and activated her regenerative abilities"

Flam's cheek pulls.

Of course my body was supposed to be outrageous, but I've felt more guilty for letting Sarah do that than that.

Even though it was meant to heal eventually - with her, you wouldn't have wanted to use restorative magic or anything to hurt people.

"Tell me so much..."

Gene put his hand on his chin and said.

"Maybe it was her kindness that Sarah didn't tell you."

"It's too late to say that!

Ugh! and a flam that roughs up your voice.

The headache seems to have recovered completely earlier.

Still, Milkitt looked at her worryingly, but when she was stroked in the head, mainly smiling, the negative thoughts blew away quickly.