Himajin, Maou no Sugata de Isekai e Tokidoki Cheat na burari Tabi

Spread your wings and speak aloud.

There is no one in front of me. But the people who are looking at us right now should be well over 10,000.

"Listen, every human being living in this land!

Come on, Demon King's speech, it's the opening of Act II.

Sciences, the capital of the semi-final continent.

This great city was once inhabited by a royal family that ruled this continent.

But the royal family followed the path of annihilation at the hands of the inhabitants they should have sheltered.

Maybe the trigger was something trivial.

For example, it is a royal family that repeats such foolishness as to tarnish the feats of past heroes, or a small life that could not have been lost.

You can't eat what you want, or you're throwing yourself out of a twitch.

Such a trivial thing. Given the size of the country, it's really trivial.

And... I put it in there, one woman.

If future generations of historians were to praise her, it would be described as "hero of salvation" and "cause of war".

In fact, if she hadn't visited, there probably wouldn't have been a coup.

But - no doubt this continent would have been ruined.

From the royal family of the time, and the people surrounding it, she is undoubtedly a 'war criminal' and the culprit who brought about the catastrophe.

But from the people who inhabit the land, she was undoubtedly the 'Savior'.

Tens of millions of people travel to the royal palace, a remnant of the former royal family, which stands in the middle of this bloody historic city.

Is that a sense of duty or justice as a person living in this land?

Is it because of expectations and anxiety about what may happen next?

The thoughts in each person's chest are a thousand different. But the purpose is one thing.

"Well, what does a demonic figure do?" Make sure of that.

'Listen, all the people who live in this land!

Then, over the royal palace, a giant statue appears.

The power of the magic guide expands its appearance, and the diffused voice reaches all those who aspire to the royal palace.

Everyone stops at that sudden appearance of footage, knowing or not knowing the circumstances.

What is shown is a demonic man who grows a golden horn and hides one eye in a mask.

The appearance of staring with demonic eyes as if a red moon were rising in the pitch-black darkness had too much effect to cause people to tremble.

That should be it, too. The man appeared over the old royal palace, once inhabited by the demonic royal family.

As if the ghost of that past had appeared, men who knew the past broke their knees, some of them stripping their fangs.

But at the same time, those who have not yet abandoned their ambitions send their gaze in anticipation of what will happen.

Just wait for that imaginary image, with over 10,000 gaze pointed at it, to release the next word.

"Do I hate you? Hate me for not harming the Seven Stars, a symbol of peace, and spreading my wings again in this land, intimidating others'

speak. The man speaks as if provoking people.

"Do you think I visited the land for no reason? Do you think you'll jump into this festival where these seven stars appear for no reason '

And the people who know men think.

"Would that person, who once freed our city from oppression, do this for no reason?"

'There is no way that the man who once saved our town from a catastrophe can be such a bad man'.

'There is no way that the man who once saved our mother from loneliness and traveled can be the bad man'.

That's the way a man has been walking. Secondary effects. A testament to the trust you have won.

That could be a small ripple. Such a trivial wave that disappears before it spreads wide.

But that's fine. If there is something stuck in that wave, the wave spreads further ripples and gradually widens to a large extent.

For example, it is a voice of anger rebelling against a man's words, or a person who knows a man who disagrees with it.

The ripples show an accelerating spread.

And as if waiting for the occasion to ripen, the man waves up loudly.

of the royal palace, a man who was projected over the arena where the noise had just been the other day.

Exactly from beneath that statue, a large shadow slowly appears.

Being in the light of the sun and emitting a golden glow.

The immensity that the top half of its body sticks out of the arena, even though it stays on the ground.

Undisputed. It was the other day a seven-star fallen into the earth by the hand of a man, a precious dragon believed to be a rich god.

Some of the inhabitants who were pushing them sink their anger slightly into their survival.

Residents with an expression of relief. But still, the question remains, "Why are we not punishing the demons who worked this foolishness?" Gradually, the expression turns into something surprising.

"… the Seven Stars were sealed by the hand of man and God of time, who once did all that was abusive. And after a long time, I say that I lost its ferocity and revamped it as a god of abundance '

Suddenly, the man begins to bring up and tell the myths of the past.

From toddlers to old people know, such a fairy tale. But it is still being told as a matter of fact.

Send a gaze to encourage everyone to continue talking about what the hell is going on with it.

"It was His Holiness Igzou Yoshida, the great hero we all know, who unleashed it"

From the mouth of a man is the name of a hero whom we know well, whom everyone equally loves.

Residents' dissatisfaction subsides once again in that narrative, which gives them a certain sense of respect.

But the next word they uttered disturbed their hearts.

Lord Igsoo has failed. He made a big mistake. "

Finally, dissatisfaction burst.

I wonder if I can keep my mouth shut anymore, the man who was stopping his leg speeds up his steps and heads to the royal palace.

But for some reason, in front of the royal palace, a benign man dressed in the uniform of the guild stood up, saying that no one would let him through.

They think. "Has the Alliance succumbed to that demon tribe?".

It was then that their emotions swelled.

Someone else's voice mixes with the voice of a man heard from above.

'You won't have to listen to that. What did my grandfather do wrong?'

"Granddaughter? The other day, I did borrow his spear and did his man's will. You want me to tell you the secret in front of everyone here?

'... I'd be in trouble if you didn't tell me. This riot, it just doesn't fit. If you don't like it, I have an idea.'

To the appearance of women we know well, once we suppress that dissatisfaction, we spit and look up at the sky.

And then it reappears there, the third person.

Riccial, the man who was called the strongest on this continent, wrapped in silver armor and inherited a wave called the Divine Spear.

Few stroke his chest down with relief in his appearance. But - from people who knew the exit match ahead, the anxiety only deepened.

"Strengthen, huh? You think I'm gonna lose to that guy? You think you're going to lose to a man you gave down once?

'No. Now he's not alone. Me, and my men, have already besieged the entire royal palace. Gentlemen, just in case something happens. Don't go into the royal palace though.'

And a fourth person.

Heroes after Igzou, women who bound their guilds and freed this continent from demonic rule.

"Oink Earl Akimiya" It was that person.

To her words, the inhabitants will know that the man who is now standing before them has not succumbed to the man, and once more he will be angry and step back.

Inside, 'if we have all the humans so far, we can watch them in peace now', and we also begin to see the human figure that sets our ambitions.

'... you've helped me. He debated Arkham Final Landschild for the evil buds he was about to sprout again on this continent'

'Naturally. He was trying to take people's peace of mind and - break what I've been building. Yes, like the royal family once was.'

The whispering voice grows louder in the words.

Survival of the former royal family. And one of the three men at the top of the country, who was venerated as the flag of the devil tribe who lived in the land.

As yet, his death has not spread to the average human being, but a decadent perplexity.

And don't listen to the words' break what I've built 'and' like the royal family once was'.

What the hell did this suddenly emerged man build?

And the man starts talking slowly.

Behind an unknown history, from mythology to the present.

I fought for half the life of a man once known as the Demon King.

... but it's complete bullshit that a man who is filled with the desire to turn his back on his heart and say, "Oh, it's confirmed black history."

"Oink. You, too, will still have the truth that you have not told the people of this land. That's what we're gonna talk about, but you don't mind?

'... fine. It's necessary to know what you think and how you got into actions like this one. "

Residents are confused. To the fact that Oink, the savior we admire, has some great secret.

And to be intimate with a man who appears abruptly and is about to knock the continent into a vortex of confusion.

'... the day of the end of the world. Let's talk about the Divine Slavery. I defeated all seven stars with many of my people, including Oink. That's the only invisible God... because I found out how to win freedom from the hands of beings who think but try to leave the world behind'

'... right. If we hadn't destroyed the first seven stars, this world wouldn't have existed now.'

The blurring accelerates.

It's not where we live. Because stories involving the very existence of the world were abruptly repeated.

"And once again, a new seven stars were sent into this world. At that time, I couldn't help anything in the relationship that was sealed. But - the demons, the elves and the humans at the time took hold of it and sealed it for me. Well, there seemed to be some God's help there. '

'... but the Seven Stars have lost their ferocity. Yes, it's being told. That's why even my guild is backing up the activities of the liberators'

"And Lord Iguzou was brilliant, and freed the seven stars who dwelt in the land"

'Exactly,' a resident snorted listening to the story.

Then, I wonder why this man said earlier that he had failed, that he had made a mistake, etc.

'... stupid. How can you say that Seven Stars has lost its rampant nature? Why don't you suspect that I'm just giving you the first fruit? He was aware of it. I thought I might have left a seed of great catastrophe in the future'

That word that fundamentally denies the object of our faith.

But the residents could not deny from their minds the story of a man who lived a long time ago.

I was beginning to wonder if there was anything more to believe about this man than that Oink we believed in telling the story of that mythical age as truth, at least until the end of the story.

And as if to hold back that thought, Igzo's granddaughter, a hero on the subject, opens her mouth.

'... my father did say it too. Until the last time he died, Grandpa said he looked worried, anxious... but no...'

'Sorry, but it's the truth. You may not believe it, but I am speaking directly to Mr Igzou. He's been here a long time. We waited all the way in that narrow space, not across the street from the dead. When a qualified person will visit. Suspicion of the Seven Stars and the appearance of your presence. "

It is easy to dismiss it as a lie.

But residents are bewildered by the way Il thinks that the story should be doubted first, cut and thrown away.

I was wondering if there was any basis for believing the story.

And when I heard this story, Il did admit it was' true '.

She knows behind this series of interactions, so to speak, accomplices.

However... I have not been informed of what is said.

Nonetheless, it seemed that she had judged what had just been spoken to be true.

'... than I was told yesterday... it's hard to decide it's a lie. Hey, what was Grandpa like?

"I was a hell of a person. A swing of a spear will blow this body for dozens of meters and cause a tornado with its returning blade. I've never seen a person with that much bullshit strength but myself '

'Mm... that does look familiar to me too. His blow breaks the ground and wreaks a tornado'

'... hey, that's my first ear, Richard. My grandfather was so strong...'

From around, it gradually solidifies.

As many of the flighty stories that do not seem true are affirmed by other people in positions, so too are the residents' thoughts gradually changed.

'Maybe all the words this man speaks are true'.

And I correct a slightly derailed story, and the continuation is told.

"The Seven Stars, he said, are the ones to be defeated. And myself, I think so. Above all... they say the movement of the seven stars has changed over the last few years. It's apparently also affecting the continent's climate '

'... right. Reports have certainly come up from lords who are entrusting the North with strangely warming up faster this year. That's why this harvest festival was held early.'

'That's it. That's the problem!

Raise your voice abruptly.

I thought something was up. We both drink solidly to see what the climate changes are.

'Can't you think of this... I deliberately tried to speed up the harvest festival in order to make the offering fast, unable to bear the hunger,' he said.

Everyone takes a breath in the words.

From there on out, it was already a man's private arena.

"And whether it be or not, Seven Stars tried to devour not the offering, but the strong man himself. Finally... the limit of patience has arrived. Again, he said he moved to expose the abusiveness of the past and eat people in the name of offerings!

The word rests heavily on the inhabitants' breasts.

Whatever it is, it is a lie, falsehood, and fact-based reflection.

Indeed, at the same time as the end of the tournament, the seven stars appeared as if they had been targeted.

And... tried to eat the winner's body itself.

'... I was afraid of that possibility. That's why, just in case, me and my people were in the tournament.'

"So... until I put on a disguise"

"But if I go to the tournament like that, I can't handle it in case. That's why I was lost in the audience and anticipating the moment. '

If you think calmly, it's a story that still leaves some questions.

But still, the inhabitants had already been imprinted with the awareness that 'the words spoken by this person are true'.

People believe in the words of people they know well, of authoritative people among them.

That's like, for example, if your primary physician tells you that the patient 'will not cure the disease for the rest of his life', you will be easily desperate.

In a manner similar to certain group hypnosis, the man was an abdominal desire to let Caivon believe his bullshit story as the truth.

It was created with the help of those in power who misled the truth into lies, actually mixed in observed facts and data, and had already gained people's trust, and it was imprinted as' truth 'in people's minds by the time someone shouted' it's a lie 'anymore, but by the time it was sealed off.

And - just saying it's a finish, the man's imaginary disappears.

At the next moment, from the arena, a single figure emerges fluttering.

Yes, the man I was talking about earlier, Caivon, exposed his entity before the inhabitants, not the statue.

And as it is, the man turns to his seven-star body, his head.

"It's the Preseed Dragon. Follow me. Rest in peace in this land. Promise to preserve the eternal fruits of people's happy future. If you do, you can miss this one."

With a small body, give orders to a giant dragon.

It's a picture that seems to say 'what's stupid' if you look at it, but wonder and reckless about it, no one thought it was dangerous.

The inhabitants have already thought of it. "This man will bring down the seven stars, and he will obey them."

And - that prediction was right.

Preseed Dragon, the golden glow, the richness of living in the sky, cleverly folded its immense body and bowed its head.

That's a sight whoever sees it, thinks a dragon has fallen on a man.

A more convincing sight than 10,000 words.

Evidence more than anything, which even blows away the slightest remaining suspicion.

… Now that the Seven Stars have admitted to their misdeeds.

And it wasn't until a little while later that I realized that it was the moment when residents really got peace.

'This is why I came to this land. That's why I dropped the seven stars on the ground. Do you still have something to say? "

'... None'

'Same to the right. Exactly... The Seven Stars really bowed their heads.'

Two people, the top of the continent, admitted it.

That's too much reason for everyone to admit that the story so far is true.

The man finally made himself believe in his lies, and proclaimed himself an ancient demon king, and made him aware of it.

Well, especially now, the man still says in his heart, 'Lace, help! Mr. Leue, help me! I already want to die every time I go into a futon at night!' I think so.