Hyaku Ma No Aruji

Mariza's ancestors were a nobleman on the border who seemed to be everywhere.

He was a weak aristocrat who seemed to be good, but did not suffer serious misfortunes, and lived with a handful of inhabitants in his body who managed to do so.

That will change only after a war broke out in the vicinity of the Katastrov family territory.

I got caught up.

The same situation prevailed in the Katastrov family at the time without any means to counter the fighting, and also in the inhabitants.

In the end, most of the territories trampled and vandalized by the war died, and the lives of the inhabitants also disappeared into the "Heavenly Sea of Souls" with the lives of their lords, leaving only the first son of the young Katastrov family and only a few dozen inhabitants.

But the first child changes the history of the Katastrov family.

After he was raised cherished by the hands of his surviving inhabitants, he destroyed only one nation that killed many of his clans and inhabitants.

Sometimes that nation wasn't very big, but it was still just the monster's business that destroyed both nations alone, and bearing the burden of war.

It was often the case that a man born with an unusual talent, as if he had been chosen by God, would change history by himself, but he was also one of them.

And he became known as the "tyrant god" with his place of business.

But he never waved that fist after finishing his revenge.

As satisfied with everything, he said he left the battle.

Sometimes the tyrant was the main culprit of events that seemed more creative than its creation, and it often became the subject of stories and remained in the literature.

It was that once-only battle he fought, and the story was littered with many falsehoods because it was, so to speak, a moment in a great age, but nevertheless enthusiastic explorers managed to reach its knees while he lived, begging for teachings to learn the secrets of his power.

But he never spoke of the secret of power.

Words spinning them into solitude remain in the same way in some literature.

"My power is for the weak. I don't need you guys with enough power from the start."

In the end, he told his own son only the secret of power and said he was dead.

If the clan and the inhabitants were abused again, the wording was equally told to use it.

Mariza was the descendant of such a clan of tyrants.

The people are gone.

But Mariza was a girl tormented by the power of such a tyrant god.

Only Marisa knows what that tyrannical word means.

I knew what my ancestors meant by "power for the weak".

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"Don't use it, Master Merea. If someone as human as you use that, who will stop it? It would still be enough to have opened the 'Demon Gate'. Never open any more gates."

Marisa said looking seriously at Melea.

Stopping as he opened his eyes and put his truthfulness on its face and grabbed both hands of Merea.

"That's power for the weak. If you are used by people who are unaware that you are a weak person, there is no doubt that reason flies. That's the power."

He saw the word of the tyrant as humble.

But that was not humble.

The tyrant god was probably as weak as his fellow man.

Thus, the unique 'psychiatry' created for him was instead poisonous for ordinary humans.

Mariza knows the pain of that poison.

"Even I lose reason if I open the 'Emperor Gate'. That's why I asked for you. Much stronger than me, take you. - I thought you'd stop."

Merea watched Mariza quietly begging (cancer).

"So no, Master Merea. It must not be used by the mighty."

"I'm weak. I felt weaker than the inhabitants of this world, especially at first."

Finally, Merea answered.

"That's why I was the first to teach this psychiatry. When I didn't know the strength yet."

The phrase, more than the inhabitants of this world, made Marisa doubt for a moment, but that didn't matter at this time.

"And..."

And Merea goes on to say:

"I don't know how to open only the 'Demon Gate', and I don't know how to open only the 'King Gate'. The same goes for Emperor Gate."

I had a bad feeling.

I had a bad feeling about Marisa knowing then the tendency of Merea's remembered technique and knowing what it meant to be 'no intermediate'.

Then that word 'enough' and Merea's word 'I can limit my weakness'.

There is no indication that Merea has ever been out of hand.

So note, if you're trying to overturn your weaknesses,

We have no choice but to exceed our limits.

And Mariza knew very well that there was such a way.

Whatever it was to hide, it was The Spiritual Art of Tyranny, passed down to my own clan.

Breaking through the limits of self-destruction, removing all physical limitations.

It draws out all the performance of the organism and further strengthens it to such an extent that the soul may be drawn to it.

Four doors.

Like the Demon King's, the four gates that begin with the demon and end with God.

Step-by-step 'opening the gates' increases its surgical intensity.

For generations the clan of Katastrov was marked with a storm by how far it would open its gates.

Tyrannosaurus. Marisa's mother opened up to the King's Gate.

Tyranny. My grandmother was as far as the Devil's Gate.

And Mariza had talent.

Tyranny. Mariza opened up to the Imperial Gate.

To be exact...

When a time comes, it opens on its own.

The word 'Tyrannical Period' spun by Marisa against Salman some time ago.

It was also a symbol of Marisa's suffering.

Speaking of fruit, none yet existed who opened up to the 'Divine Gate' except the original (tyrant god), but its effectiveness became absurd enough at the time of the Imperial Gate.

"No way -"

Marisa opened her eyes even more when she heard Melea's answer. The blood caught my breath again.

"I open up to the 'Shinton' all at once. So we can't just open the 'Demon Gate' like that, like Mariza, or some clever imitation."

Melea looked at Marisa and intuitively grasped that she was using the psychic technique of "Tyranny God".

"Ri, reason is -"

Mariza had known since childhood that she would lose her reason when she opened up to the Imperial Gate.

Mariza was born brilliant, while she was gifted with the psychiatry of the tyrant god.

That instead tormented her.

Without 'The Consciousness of the Weak', we can't keep reason when we break our limits.

That is also the golden word that has been passed down to the Katastrov family from generation to generation. But while the words themselves were clear, the key contents were abstract once they were done.

It was lost with the times, and it was made by only one genius, but therefore it did not go as far as the clarification of the principles might think.

Furthermore, some of the children were even born to express themselves without having to teach the art itself, as Marisa did.

Finally, I can't get my hands on it.

"It's okay. It took me a while, but I taught Kurza directly."

Marisa envied Melea.

I would have liked to meet my own "tyrant god (Kurza-Katastrov)" if possible.

"Kurza asked me to do it."

"Huh?"

Fu and Melea put their hands on Marisa's head and said graciously.

Her hair was black and the atmosphere was different, but the expression was undisputed Merea's.

"Kurza regretted that he had left behind a violent psychiatry. Maybe I realized later that my descendants would end up like Mariza now, and I was afraid - I think I was worried. That's why Kurza told me this." If my children suffer because of this technique, help them. "

"The god of tyranny."

But at the same time, it means that we have to stop those who use "violent psychology" even more. I can't do it with half-baked power.

"So I learned that too"

'I feel like I'm doing the same thing in the end, but it's the last thing you do'.

Yes. Melea remembers being apologized for many times.

But Merea,

"I didn't hate it. I'm glad to know that Cruza's descendants are still alive, and I'm happy to take them on because I can repay Cruza for raising me by helping those descendants."

"You are...... stupid. I don't know what kind of power that is..."

"I know. That's all I've always been aware of. But I'm fine."

Mariza was lying down on her face.

Something hot was creeping up in my eyes, and I couldn't keep my face up.

I felt that my suffering had been understood by non-family people for the first time.

Knowing that my ancestors were still looking at me, I felt like cursing myself a little - but at the same time I felt a strange joy.

With all sorts of thoughts mixed up, I couldn't help myself, and my tears were about to be zero (spilled).

The warmth of Merea's hand, which gently stroked my head, seemed more salvation than anything to me now.

And I never looked up to you.

behind Merea's back with that tender look on her face,

I thought I saw his ancestors.

I had never seen his face or anything, but I felt he was in Melea and he was watching over me.

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Melea was remembering Flander's words in her heart as she gently took the Shizukumi spilled from Marisa's eyes with her fingertips.

'There can be no more universal heroes. - Though there may not be a universal hero originally. However, at least the heroes of our time have become much more diverse and subdivided than they used to be. Heroes for some country are demon kings for others who are hostile. It's a time when that can happen a lot'

You were right.

I met Harsim, I met Celias, and I got a real feel for those Flander words.

Though I had intended to know by my head, I met them trying to live in each of the torrents of this age in this world, and it was accompanied by tardiness.

And I also learned the harshness of the course of the times.

I'm sure Flander pushed his beliefs through such a torrent with one hand.

"- I knew you were amazing"

I may not see the world from a gentler perspective than he does.

Even if he was poisoned by those who thought he was on his side, it should be noted that Flander, who tried to persuade them, was too kind. And when he had become an English spirit, he behaved all the time.

"There are untrained who could not persuade them in the true sense and untrained who did not realize the poison, but there is no regret in the penetrating way of life"

That's what he said.

Will there be other human beings who can say such things until they become spirits?

"I might not be that nice."

But...

"I'm me, and I think I'm responsible for my chosen way of life."

I'm not going to look at Flander's way of life.

Flander wanted that, too, and I would have thought I would have done so, even if they hadn't told me.

So - I made up my mind.

Merea sent a red gaze to Celias, who reflected in the distance.

"If that's what heroes are for you..."

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"I'm the Demon King for you."

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But the weight of the world that has accumulated in these words is intrusive.

Tyrant was pessimistic about "just going to be another name anyway," but if you can really change it, you better change it. Because that somewhat attenuates the accumulation of resentment until then.

But the word Demon King has been used for centuries.

Probably wouldn't want the words themselves to disappear.

Then...

"I'll change."

If you want to make a fool of yourself, do so.

If you want to deny it.

You called Flander's stupid way of life a failure, I'm sure you would say that.

Still, I decided to go that way.

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"I will change the meaning of the word Demon King."

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I dare you to keep getting this name.

By continuing to wear this name, you can change the meaning of your name.

Let's face it, hundreds of years of history.

"That's my 'Battlefield Dream' - and at the same time 'Dream Outside the Battlefield'"

aspirations in those two boundaries, in the higher hierarchy.

Big enough dreams to encompass everything.

That's it now.

It was the guiding principle of Merea-Mere.

At this time he became 'Demon King', both in fame.