Falling Mage and the Power of Divergence

The location has changed, Daklia Wu-ku. Although it does not extend to Dacrea II, this city, which has developed as an industrial city, is quite prosperous.

Even though it was night, the city was bright and lively and the city's people were noisy as usual.

But the big castle, a short distance from such a city, has no lights and no sign of a man. It's a castle that even seemed abandoned at first sight, but there were solid people inside.

The building's name is the Demon King's Hall. Like the mansion inhabited by Broad-Mamon, who ruled Dacrya II, the castle is also inhabited by Detodelion-Berzebub, the demon king who ruled Dacrya V.

In such a demon king's hall, there were about thirty figures gathered in the large room.

A young man with white hair and burnt skin stands on the altar, ahead of those thirty people's attention. He, who is at the end of the gaze of thirty figures, is the Lord of this Hall, Detodelion-Berzebub.

A figure who pays simultaneous attention to Detodelion, the Demon King, standing on the altar. They are all young, and the place is where the years are the same as or a little below Detodelion.

"Everyone's stuff, they got together a lot tonight"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa."

When Detodelion says so with his voice up, the shadows that were paying attention to him make a simultaneous noise.

They are the next Demon King candidates for this great empire of Dacrea, and those who teach Detodelion, who became Demon King one foot away. Detodelion is right for them, and that is justice.

Detodelion says to such young people.

"After more than twenty years of the disappearance of the Great Demon King Keith-Lucifer, who once ruled this Dacrea Great Empire, this country was at peace"

Young people listen quietly to the story of Detodelion, who talks about the history of the Dacrea Great Empire. Detodelion continues the conversation.

"That was due to Satan, who was Keith's right arm at the time, temporarily taking on Lucifer after Keith disappeared.

Initially some rebelled against the method of concurrency, but I hear that Satan, a genius, showed enough power to silence those who had rebelled against him. And to this day. "

In this day and age, Detodelion and the people gathered here were not babies or born, which is why they have been told by others. However, the story is true without falsehood.

"Thus this country was calm by Satan's exceptional means. However, during this time, Mammon, who ruled Dacrya II, was killed by someone. And the killer with the mamon in his hand won't be named, will he?"

That's what happened when Seyya rescued Mocha. Mamon Things Broad-Mamon's obituary was known throughout Dacrya, but most people don't know who the killer is.

But that's not the problem for them.

"Whoever killed it is not a problem at this time! The problem is, the Demon King's seat is both empty!

"Yes, yes!

"And there's also a problem with the demon kings not trying to change that status quo!

"Yes, yes!

They were candidates for the next Demon King, as well as young people dissatisfied with the current Dacrya Great Empire. And it is Detodelion-Belzebub, the Demon King, who binds those young men.

Their goal is the retirement of the current demon kings, and their own getting to that seat.

And by the death of Mamon, two Demon King seats were vacated in total, and now is the best time for him to make a move.

"As it is now, the Great Empire of Dacrea will become obsolete and will soon begin to collapse. That's why it can't be as it is now. It's a revolution! Now is the time to show our strength and show the old people the new Dacrya!

"That's right! Yes!"

"Now is the time to wait!

"I'll be there all the time!

"Me too!

"Me too, Detodelion!

Candidates for the Demon King who verbally endorse Detodelion. The Detodelion figure that binds those young people is just a fanned politician.

"Now is the dawn of the nascent Dacrya Great Empire!

"" Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow. ""

Voices that become like a grunt. That seemed like a sign of a new breeze blowing through the Great Empire of Dacrea.

Detodelion speaks out for the Demon King candidates.

"Why don't we show the old people our power! Let's start with the Leirian Magic Competition in the Kingdom of Leiria. So if we erase the golden eggs of the other country, the old people will have to admit it. Our power!

Detodelion with a nigga and a grin, whose face was exactly the Demon King himself.

The city of Orna, Windistan region of the Kingdom of Leiria.

The district is the opposite of the district where the Senavian School of Magic is located, which is the venue for this year's Leirian Magic Games. There was a large inn in a densely populated district, such as the branch of the Windistan Church.

It is the finest inn in the city of Orna, and it is the chosen ones, such as the Thirteen Apostles and the Premium Mage, who are allowed to stay. So security is pretty tight, too.

In one room of such an inn were two beautiful girls with beautiful white hair with red eyes and eyes as if they were sapphires in beautiful blue hair.

As the moonlight illuminates the two of them, they look out the window of the room with an anxious face.

"Seiya......"

"Seiya"

Ahead of the two staring at each other with an anxious face, there is a central kingdom, though the shape is invisible. The two of them were now showing themselves to Seyya, who would be in the capital Rheinz, where there would be an ecclesiastical church, which could also be said to be the centre of that central kingdom.

I've heard from Riger that he's on his way back to retrieve Serena and Aisi, but they still can't be relieved unless they see Saiya safe.

If it's true, I want to go to Seyya right now, but that's unacceptable. All the two of us can do now is believe in Seyya and hone our powers. The two fall asleep, desperately suppressing their urge to rush to Seyya.

While in bed, the two converse quietly.

"Lily... I want to help Seyya..."

"And Lily."

"Let's start tomorrow..."

"Yeah."

They fell asleep just before the next day for a fortified sleepover.

As time goes by, the city of Orna, Windistan region.

This wooden house is located in the opposite district of the Inn where the Yours stay. There was a figure of an old gentleman there.

The old gentleman, Edward, was the dean of the Senavian School of Magic, the venue for this year's Leirian Magic Games, and the owner of this wooden house.

But there's very little Edward's personal belongings in that wooden house.

Because it's Edward's villa, and until a few months ago, it was used by others.

"Seiya......"

Edward leaves on the balcony of the villa and squeals like that as he looks up at the moon.

That name was the name of the boy who lived in this villa until a few months ago and Edward was as adorable as his real son. But a few months ago, the boy was involved in an example case and disappeared.

The curtain of the case was dropped when the Episcopal Church announced that all the missing victims were dead, but Edward still doesn't think so.

Seyya is still alive somewhere. Believe that, he was visiting this villa once every few days. If Seyya comes back, so I can say "welcome back" to you.

But Seyya didn't come back today either. However, Edward continues to believe that Seyya is definitely alive somewhere until he sees Seyya's body.

And again today, Edward followed the villa with grief.

It was a little further before Edward could see Seyya.

With the light of the moon shining, a school delegate was gathered at the Frestan Garrison to compete in the Leirian Magic Games.

But the appearance was different. Rep athletes are all weaving black robes except one red-haired boy, whose face is invisible.

One representative player after another boards a moving carriage. They are now on their way to the city of Orna, where this year's Leirian Magic Games will be held.

In the meantime, a red-haired boy speaks to an athlete with three black robes in his wings.

"Finally. How's it going?

"No problem. Perfect."

"Oh, now I can avenge him"

"Here we go."

For the tournament, the three of us will increase our will to fight. But the will feels somewhere different.

Says the red-haired boy to those three.

"I'm counting on it because it's your home ground. Otherwise, there's no point picking it up."

"Let it go."

"... you're right"

"It's okay ~"

The red-haired boy grins with a niggle when he sees three people unleashing a heterogeneous aura, even from above the robe.

Finally, the Leirian Magic Games opened this year.