Hitsugi no Maou

"You fool."

Rayakels, who had not responded to the call of any man since the poisonous rain had fallen on the world, turned his voice from himself to others for the first time that day.

The earth of the north, the night when a giant moon floats, unlike anything in this world. Coming close to the back that was on fire in the wilderness, a word to the lodging enemy.

Brave Hilnor unwittingly stopped his legs and stared at the bright white head of Rayakels the Demon King.

What a blur, he looked like a dead tree.

I have continued my journey in pursuit of forbidden sorcery and sacrificing everything to bring back the dead, the old man's back. After scratching a bloody cloth full of blood and dirt, he was as thin as a mummy.

Bearing a flesh-slapping sword and holding both an unbreakable battle axe and a regression sword, Hilnor, a brave man, has hands and feet as thick as a whole of what is perhaps white mixed with his body hair.

Wearing the finest iron armor bestowed upon him by King Coffin, Hilnor swayed the slit, ripped cloak into the night breeze and waited for the continuation of Rayakels' words.

"I guess you are a symbol of good. I guess he's a coffin brave. Kill me, you must be a hero."

Yet - and the Demon King keeps his claws up against the earth as he heads for fire.

"Yet why dye your hands in 'evil'? Hilnor."

A brave man standing behind a demon king. On its back, a shadow darker than the darkness of night falls.

It reeks of rot, a giant figure. Countless snakes teasing at it glow red.

Hilnor looked back at the alien giants he had created and considered answers to Rayakels. Open your cracked lips as you look at the group of snakes stripping their teeth.

"To kill you. If it isn't the best technique, Rayakels, the Demon King, can't be killed. I've done so many times now. Now it won't screw up."

"You think it's great? No, you're not, Hilnor. That's 'shitty'. Magic that keeps other races, other creatures, life and death at heart is considered the most abominable and inferior. A place where people deserve to be called the Demon King."

"... Hilnor the Demon King? That's not bad either."

Rayakels was standing up with the burning fire on his back as Hilnor smiled lightly and turned back. Between its brows, the marks of someone who burned his skin, flesh and even bones in the once poisonous rain are carved into deep cracks.

By the two facing each other, the immortal giant turns his grunt to the moon.

"It doesn't matter to me from the bottom of my heart, such as the story of Hilnor, the brave man in true history. A hero who took the life of a great king and challenged an evil demon king. The Savior of mankind who shines his name on history. Such a man has nothing to do with my life."

"Don't come to this side. You must not come. In the realm of the Demon King..."

"That's a selfish story."

Hilnor rubs his eyes sinking into darkness and bears with his hand. His hands were filled with wounds he put on to shed blood to make it a medium of witchcraft.

Rayakels stared at his opponent with a dark gaze as he exposed the same hand to night temper.

"I made a contraindication to reject the deaths of people close to me, to decide that I didn't. In the process he created another anomaly and created a monster.... I also used it to retreat your blade. That's why you created that giant to defeat me..."

"What's different from the collection of corpses you made? It's a giant magical monster."

"My creation breaks. It can be destroyed in the hands of men, with the power of Morinawa."

Your 'it' is different.

Hilnor left the blade of all his weapons pointed at the ground, leaving his teeth shattered enough to crush.

"I am the most powerful magician of the Coffins. It was the sorrow of Rayakels, the Demon King, to create an immortal, immortal being, but Hilnor, the Demon King, accomplished it more easily!

"What I wanted was a return of life and soul. Resurrection of the dead. It's not about creating unbreakable monsters."

"Same thing! Both the resurrected dead and the immortal giants are equally abominable! But in the battle between magicians, closer to the 'demon' wins! He who exercises more wicked magic wins! Rayakels the Demon King could not be defeated by Hilnor the Brave, but if Hilnor the Demon King......!

"I'll give you my neck one day."

Rayakels said as he took Hilnor's killing in anger.

"I admit the nonsense that has involved you in my life. So as an apology, I'll let you take my neck."

"... how far ahead is that? Until you do what you want and give up that resuscitation of the dead is impossible? How many years is this gonna take? How many decades does that take? My wife and son, taken hostage by the king, will live tomorrow!

"... it won't be that long. I..."

"Don't be ridiculous! Your wife died a long time ago! But my wife... she must still be alive!!

As Hilnor raised his two-handed weapon, the giant roared up and saw Rayakels. "Die now!" To Hilnor, who screams, Rayakels screams back as he bites through the wound of his own hand.

"This is our problem! It's a battle to be completed by a single strike between a brave man and a demon king, and only by the death of one or the other! If you bring that up yet...... incorporate the undead monster into your story, the scourge of war extends to the future! You can handle that giant! You can go back to an untold corpse after you kill me! Hirnoah!! Don't leave a sin in history until you!!

"You're the only one left all over the 'demon'. What's that saying?!

The immortal giant waved his arms wide as Hilnor was slashed by Rayakels.

Rayakels sticks his bloody arm into the burning fire and growls. The flames of instantaneous burning scattered, and a group of bones that put together the fire jumped out of the ground.

All the animal skulls combine, and it's a concocted, white-bone serpent. of a frightening number. It sprinkles Hilnor's blade, or is crushed, and swirls overhead to receive a giant's fist.

"What's so different about you and me! Rayakersu! I 'm-!!"

The moment the giant waved his fist down, Hilnor shouted with the look of the devil.

"If I'm for my family, my morality and soul will be dumped by Dobb! Becoming a demon king, etc... or something!!

What's the difference? What's different about us?

Hilnor's screaming like spitting blood was nothing like what Rayakels once raised in the poisonous rain.

Rayakels said the original demon king of Coffin was. I had to admit that my cause was producing a second demon king.