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"Running Water Circular Ring Method" and its biological parent, the former commander-in-chief of the Four Heavenly Kings "Shunshui" Recimeral.

It was a Lisette that wrapped her inner tongue around Darriel, who could slurp those things.

"You're still a genius, Darriel..."

When did Darriel realize he was a genius?

Many looked down on Dariel as fallen.

Because I can't use magic.

That's all, but one of those things was a fatal flaw for the Demons.

What good is an unwieldy Demon Clan in the Demon King's Army?

Not only was there a rear shield behind my adoptive father, Gran Barza, that still kept me from the Demon King's Army where I should normally just be discharged, but it was also hard for me to exhaust my efforts on my tongue.

If you can't use magic and you can't fight on the front line, at least for backward support.

Yes, cutting the rudder. Dariel studied military science to learn how to move the great army by deciphering the ancient and present strategy books.

There were a number of people who mocked Darriel like that as a 'wasted effort without a brain'.

Indeed, it's not like the Demon King's Army needs more command to move a group than it does to be an army.

Still, the first thing that stood ahead was a great magical force over anyone else.

Who will follow the weak?

No matter how much you study, Darriel will never emerge unless you can use magic.

It was therefore a waste of effort and ridicule.

Lisette was once one of those mocking groups.

Instead, not a single one entered the Demon King's Army at the same time as Darriel, and did not laugh at Darriel among those who served as dark soldiers.

It wasn't something I figured out what kind of gloomy isolation I would get if I didn't laugh in tune with Lisette.

But I couldn't raise a laugh or anything in my heart.

No matter how overlooked and frustrating he is, Darriel's spiritual power keeps him on his way to the book without losing the glow of his eyes.

I couldn't be insulted and was overwhelmed.

The light and darkness began to divide between those who mocked and those who were mocked.

And more rapidly than I imagined.

Darriel is incompetent. In the same period that I've known to be useless, there's still not a single one left in the Demon King's Army.

They all fell off the aptitude test at a relatively early stage or were unable to withstand rigorous training.

Everyone who scoffed at Dariel was escorted by Dariel and left the Demon King's army.

In that, Lisette feared.

I was fooling myself about Darriel again, even in all his form, so I thought he would fall out of the Demon King's Army like karma.

In fact, the boyhood lizate was so much so that there was a year when I was stretched out and couldn't remember a single new magic.

As it is, it is branded useless and dropped by the miscellaneous soldiers.

That way they refuse any path of birth and have no hope of improving their lives.

Couldn't bear the humiliation, the colleagues left the Demon King's Army.

What do I do?

Darriel was the one who reached out to me when I was so bitter about such a grid.

Dariel, the boy who had already established himself as an expert in backward support at that time, pointed out the problems with the stretched Lisette and even presented us with suggestions for improvement.

Just by following it, he was able to quickly learn two magics and remain on the seat of the executive candidate.

I've heard Darriel, who shouldn't be able to use magic, wonder why he can guide magic in detail so far.

At that time Darriel replied shyly, 'Because I wanted to use magic and I studied...'

Darriel has accumulated dozens of times more effort than Lisette herself and those synchronized who have already dropped out.

It was Darriel's journey that led him to be stuck and frustrated that the effort was also ultimately futile, and to establish a new self over it as well.

There is no way that those who mock without understanding it can be as successful as Darriel.

For he who scoffs at his efforts is always one who has never made a single effort.

Little by little since then, Lisette has deepened her friendship with Darriel.

Darriel has a good personality.

He would answer anything if asked, and if the answer was always accurate and correct, he became inclined to put him aside as a superior.

Even if magic can't be used, it takes another talent to properly move a group of people.

And Darriel retained that talent too much.

Eventually, he replaced his auxiliary abilities and was greatly promoted to the position of assistant to the Four Kings while remaining a rank and dark soldier.

It was a forcible HR since the beginning of the Demon King's Army, pushed through by the hegemony of Gran Burza, who had many objections from around him but was cowering the military at the time.

With that newspaper, Lisette remembers what a mood she was in.

Surprised, the tremendous leap forward in the same period, which had been grudgingly incompetent since enlistment, was just stunned but at the same time convinced.

Because I was also proud that I was the one who had seen Darriel's efforts the closest.

Would there have been jealousy?

There was no denying it. It was a lizate.

No matter how close you get as a friend, it would be a lie to say you have no superiority over Darriel, who can't use magic at all.

You wouldn't be able to call me a person without that degree of self-affirmation.

Dariel, however, flew far across the path of Lisette to become Assistant Four Heavens.

Lizete had never felt so bad that she herself was just an ordinary person.

What is that man?

Everyone has it and doesn't have it for granted, and then everyone gets what they only get a handful of even if they want it.

I began to wonder if that's what a true genius is, such as a single genius every hundred years.

Was it lucky for Lisette to be close to such an abnormal person?

It's like a poison that can be confused every time you see such a brilliant genius for a common folk who can only see at his feet.

Every time Darriel causes an unexpected incident beside him, his little heart and guts are shattered and scattered.

Is there such an annoying story?

Now and then.

Darriel and I are supposed to know each other, but we should have been suffering together longer than anyone else.

Why can't I see my friend's heart?

Is it because he's a genius?

And because I'm an ordinary person?

To the unwise, imprisoned by common sense, there is no imagination, such as the idea of a human being blessed with majestic talent.

So that rats don't understand people's words, ordinary people don't know what they're talking about when they hear genius words.

Are you and he so different creatures?

Is it also a mistake that emerged from your own stupidity that you thought of such an opponent as a friend?

Whenever I thought so, it was intense emotion that boiled from his heart.

Anger.

anger at being reminded that he himself is a folklore not enough to take.

"Don't be silly......! Don't look down...!

Lizete also has self-esteem.

That mind, which I thought I had been able to control for so long, becomes uncontrollable again because I don't know what my friends think.

"Darriel, you always are......! You're supposed to be behind us. Stay in front whenever you want. You're always looking down at me while you're under us......! So much fun watching idiots care!?"

Even Lisette has worked hard to be a normal person.

The seat of the Dark General that rose at the end of it.

His efforts should also have been acknowledged.

Just like Darriel.

But if you get out in front of that genius, you can reveal your inferiority satisfied with such a small success.

That's what I can't stand.

"I'll teach you that ordinary people have the will of ordinary people! My ultimate! Blow it up with the" Running Water Circle Method "Darriel!!"

The revival of the past Yingjie, the depths of the Four Heavenly Kings Recimeral, to modern times.

Water magic has been the home of Lizete since it was half a serving.

No one can beat you for water magic. I've come this far with that heart.

Even if you have been able to recreate the depths of Commander-in-Chief Recimeral, who is regarded as the highest ever, you can be sure that your pride will not go wrong, Lizete.

If this depths......

If it is the last point of arrival of the effort......

Even the genius Darriel can defeat it.

... That's what I thought.

It would still come from the optimism of the ordinary people of Lisette.

Dariel is not even slight about the depths of the Riseto body...

Ultimate water streams have been smashed together.