Kaiko Sareta Ankoku Heishi (30-dai) no Slow na Second Life

When Dariel leaves the battlefield with Bashbarza, Aranzil and Grandbarza, who will remain after nature, will partition the scene.

It's called Inferno.

In front of you an enemy you don't know what you're talking about, bearing the name of 'Hell'.

"I'll be avant-garde at Grand Barza with me! Don't let the others protrude! They'll burn you to death instantly!!"

He was already retired, but he had to stand on the arrow to get here, skipping a harsh downfall on the local adventurer his son Darriel left behind.

"Guards, adventurers of aptitude, always step forward and surround him! Securely seal the flames so they don't spread by accident! Don't fail to pay attention!

Accurate instructions were just legendary dauntless, with rapidity and depth of thought living together.

Hostile Inferno inexplicably just looks at it and doesn't move.

Is that a sign of spare time?

"We know we are no longer strong enemies. Even if you and I can't help it..."

Gran Burza says nervously.

A former hero.

It was once an unthinkable sight, such as when the two, who had always fought each other as enemies, turned in the same direction on the battlefield.

"Didn't I ever let you go over there until Gacita-kun? His strength stands out even within this village. It hurts to lose your precious cover fire, huh?

"Don't be pathetic, Gran Burza. The name of the mightiest Four Heavens will cry."

Aranzil is old and harsh and harsh.

"If it's just his request, what if we're older and we don't take it on? I'm not the kind of young man who moves at the thought of the occasion. Believe me, why don't we ask for it?"

"Right..."

"More than that, you're the one who doesn't have to go over there? You must mean my real son."

Bashbarza, who suddenly made his resurrection, was the fruitful son of Grandbarza.

He served as the Four Heavens King in the Parent-Child Second Demon King Army, and his father retired while bathing in the strongest honors of his history. On the contrary, his son exposed his incompetence, which led to his shameful death in battle.

Two parents and children who divided the blood but followed the exact opposite path.

Failure to guide my son correctly is the greatest hatred of his life.

"I thought about it. I have to save my son."

Gran Burza says with an enlightened old man's expression.

"If I can ask, it's Darriel. If he is, he will surely send out a son who cannot be lost and even called to heaven. He's a man of talent we don't have."

"Oh, there's a talent we don't have that we only fought over and over"

Gran Burza was originally a biological professional combatant.

A sense of purpose prevails over the affection of flesh parents.

Its essence influenced it, and it may have been the difference in growth between Dariel, who was also half his subordinate while raising him like a real child, and Bashbarza, who, as a real child, could not prescribe treatment until the end.

Heaven did not allow perfection, even against great men who could be named in history.

Granburza had no choice but to ask Darriel, who he grew up with his hand salt, for his imperfect parts.

"Besides, if you go over there to me, I'll leave that bucket to you alone. I'm just too anxious."

"Do I ever take him down by myself and monopolize the handles?

There is a flame in Granburza's hand, and Aranzil flaunts the rod of prey.

Definitely the two who made up the culmination of an era.

They did everything they could to fight. There was no one else but each other.

It was common sense for everyone that there was no way those two could be on this earth facing each other, but all today's opponents convince it.

Long ago, the Demon King Army Four Heavenly Kings Doris Meguian.

It was just the embodiment of 'hell', which now calls Mizuto Inferno.

"... Is the meeting over?

"After all, have you been waiting for this attitude to get ready? It's kind."

The red cape that kept the bar standing.

Is that an indication of spare time?

"He's an inconsistent man when he says he bothered to use his son to break us up. Was the old Demon King army lukewarm enough to top it with that degree of judgment?

"The Four Heavenly Kings who get the most glorious calling of all time are different....... Gran Burza, Aranzil. This is not the case with all these amateurs treading on both factions. No, you can say no."

That is why the strength of the two was befriended, not settled, and remained at the top of each other for thirty years.

Whatever the elite, it was impossible for a brave man or the Four Heavens King to reign on the throne at the top for so long.

"And enemy allies at the same time. If you are dead, you will surely lift your souls to Valhalla. For me, such a strong soul is a treat."

"... what do you mean?

"That's what I meant. At any rate, you both are old and airy and have lost your hateful hearts. You, like Darriel, are very spare ingredients."

"Is that still how you visited here...!

To the same Grand Barza, who was the same demon clan and was good at serving as the Four Heavens King, he could also read the other's thoughts.

"The forbidden realm you stepped into in your lifetime. Forbidden spells that convert a person's soul into magic. Is that your ultimate purpose in challenging the Demon King?

"... what do you think? But let me tell you something. I didn't know I'd fix it, grasp the gist of secret law, and deduce from it to purpose."

In fact, the ability to 'convert a man's soul into magic' is also largely concerned with Inferno not transferring to immediate execution, which marks the overthrow of the Demon King.

He was ready.

There is no way you can beat the mighty Demon King with your own personal level of power, no matter how far you are in the extreme realm of masters.

So prior to the confrontation, Inferno plotted to accumulate as much power as he could put up over there with the Demon King.

Trying to take souls from the living around the world and turn them into their own power.

However, if the opponent is also the Demon King, the soul he will need will not make it in a lifetime.

You can't defeat the Demon King if it's not enough.

Quality as well as quantity should have been carefully selected.

"Right......, so Darriel...!?"

Aranzil, who understands the story, beastly shines in his eyes as much as he understands.

"Don't be ridiculous, you scum...! Are you willing to use my son as your nutrient…!?"

"Nice look. I hope your son is as prone to hate as he is."

Inferno emits a faint sign of mockery......

"Exactly. Darriel is the finest soul power I've ever seen. Both the output and the trait say further above the ideal I seek. That's why I want him."

Although that was only a terribly selfish claim.

"You guys said it was' nutrients' but Darriel doesn't deserve such a chatty perception.... He is, so to speak, a 'key'. A key to open a door that has never been opened before. We need a key named Darriel to take him down."

Not so much. A talent named Dariel is desirable for Inferno.

"At first, I tried to get Siegfriegel to take on that key role. Because he was the best aura user I've ever had to go to hell. I forged him up in hell and finally came up with" Red, "the best color that fusion demons can get into."

"... what are you talking about?

Inferno's language suddenly turns into something of a difficult jargon exchange.

When too strange a genius no longer cares for the rest of us, the words become unchanged from the beast.

It meant it didn't make sense.

"Abos added to Inferno for a spare. There was also a risk of losing the key Siegfriegel before we even got to him. He was only half as good as" black, "but better than not."

But such Doris Meguian caution also became pointless in his encounter with Darriel.

"Darriel is the one! It's the ultimate ideal form I've been chasing! When me and Darriel are one, we'll have the power to defeat him in this world! That's why I definitely want Darriel! Darriel is my light of hope!

"Do something unsolicited...!!"

Aranzil's expression had angry emotions that could not be hidden.

"Darriel's not a thing! Just so you can do whatever you want with that...!? You selfish misguided bastard like you, if you don't crush it with this hand, I'm sorry!

"I feel the same way... but don't unravel it"

Grand Barza says calmly.

"It had a thin conjecture of what Doris Meguian was going to do when he got here. Are we going to absorb Darriel's soul and be strong to counter the Demon King?

So first Inferno tried to stain Dariel's soul with hate.

Because it seems more convenient to absorb souls and turn them into power.

Until now Inferno has liked and absorbed like a gastronomer the souls of the raw ones of the yin and wet outer passages, painted with hatred, imprisoned with selfishness, to seize the souls of others.

It is preferable for Inferno to dye his soul into hatred as well, before taking in the soul of the mighty Dariel.

"That's why we targeted the inhabitants of the village of Lax before Dariel. He tried to bring Darriel's anger to life by killing his friends and family."

"Don't throw up. There's an outside way...!

"It would have been from the same intent that my strange son was beaten. Dariel can't just be fair when he's involved with Bashbarza."

Because the presence of Bashbarza occupies the most naïve part of Darriel's mind.

"It would be a cunning measure to elicit Dariel's upset at all"

"Don't you ever forgive me!

The discrepancy in Inferno's margin was a silent affirmation of Gran Barza's allegations.

"But your mouth earlier was clearly a special consideration for Darriel. It's not just the difference between strength and weakness. Obviously hanging on Darriel for more than that. What are the grounds for that expectation?

"... being too satirical is also an idea. I didn't expect you to approach the core that much with a word that leaked too much momentum."

Inferno had already erased the spare atmosphere.

Just said I'm tired of chatting anymore.

"Right.... If I were to answer just one thing, my secret law would have more ahead of me. It doesn't just end up converting your soul into power. I cut through the realm ahead in hell."

All you have to do is use Darriel's soul and practice the theory.

"Therefore I make Dariel's soul be anointed with hatred at all costs. Aranzil, Gran Burza. I also know that you are important to him. Dariel would be furious if you were killed miserably!