Maou Gakuin No Futekigousha

Going through the gate, we went into Midhaze.

All the buildings standing side by side are designed with magic letters, each of which makes up a huge magic formation.

It looks exactly like the underground I built in Midhaze two thousand years later.

Misha looked intrigued, walking round and round, but leaning her eyes towards Kyorokyoro and his city.

As I noticed, she turns this way.

"Is the dying king here?

"I don't know. The territory of the dying king, which was in Dilheid, was dropped by the humans because of its proximity to the border with Azecyon. Afterwards, although the distributors often stayed at Delzo Gate, they were traveling all over the place due to the war situation"

"You like the fight?

"If you want to borrow his word, he wants to see how high I'm going, but now, the Death King's thoughts are far from understanding. His actions only invite his own ruin. That's why we're looking for the Demon King's enemies, so what's so fun about it?"

Misha thinks about it.

"I don't like the sentiments of the dying king."

"Well, that's not who I think he is with."

"But I know just a little bit"

Wow. That's Misha.

"What are you going to do?

"Distorted longing"

Pale Misha says.

"I want the Devil King of Atrocities to be far away everywhere. For him, it comes first, and for that, I don't think it's okay to perish."

"I don't know. If you admired me, you could be under control. No need for enemies. If that's what you expect, I'll let you go up far and high."

After leaning over to think, Misha opened her mouth again.

"Perhaps what the dying king sees is an idol. Through the Demon King, he sees the longing in his own head. I just want to push my ideals."

Hmm. So, distorted longing, is that it?

"It just so happens that I'm the one who noticed, and it doesn't have to be me for him."

Misha puts a slight nipple on her neck so that she can get lost.

"... if you're just as strong?

"There's no one like him."

She blinked her eyes and nodded with stiffness.

"It was."

"I have to live up to his expectations in the end."

It's a hassle, but it's also not sneaky to sacrifice someone else to the death king.

That's what I thought, and I saw Delzogate Demon King Castle in my sight.

Everything is damaged by the aftermath of my magic when I built the wall. It will still take some time to be fully repaired.

"There was someone there who knew this world well. He will also grab the place of the dying king. If you're still here."

"Who?"

"Militia the Creator."

Make the world an order, goddess who swore peace with me two thousand years ago. Even after creating the wall, she should stay in Delzogate and watch the end of the world often.

"Some good gods?

Misha asks curiously.

"God is order. Sure, I disturb order, but some of them are very partial, but some gods go well with me. Militia seeks peace. If the world gets rough, the things you created will be broken. More importantly, she loves the world"

"Anosh wouldn't notice?

"She sees the world. I just wouldn't be deluded, but I also understand < Time Retrospective (Revalon) >. Even when you meet me, you don't imitate anything that will change the past. It's something we can do to make it happen."

Militia has been one of the few reliable allies of the past two thousand years.

They'll help us find the King of Death.

Then Misha stopped perfectly.

"Look."

She grabs her finger. There was a child about ten years old in that direction.

He's on his way to Delzo Gate, running.

"Human Boy"

Misha said, gazing at the demonic eye.

He seems to be hiding his magic so he won't find out, but he's definitely human.

In this age of mythology, it is inconceivable, first and foremost, that a normal human child is in Midhaze.

"Hmm. You look familiar."

Chasing after the boy, I look back at my memory.

"He is the seventh heir to the throne of Azesion. Was his name Igarez? I am told that the Azeción army that this one attacked was in the process of escorting him, so he took him prisoner. My subordination is rude. I had no choice, so I brought him to Delzogate. Before I built the wall, I sent it back to the Gailladete Demon King Crusader who had invaded Dilheid."

The Gailladete Demon King Crusaders are in an elite line. Troops are different, and Cannon belongs to them, so they should be able to manage to cross the wall.

Did you leave the Crusaders' troops due to the chaos in battle? Or did the troops wipe out and let just Igarez, the heir to the throne, escape?

Though it was soon a truce, if the demons and humans met, that's not how the battle could be avoided.

The boy ran desperately and came to the main entrance of the Delzo Gate.

"Wait, kid. Where do you think you're going?

Igarez, who tried to knock through the main entrance at once, is grabbed by a demonic soldier who was a gatekeeper.

"... I... need to speak to the Demon King. I'd like to ask for your help......!

As a child, Igarez said in a resolute tone.

But the soldiers won't even try to let him go while they grab him.

"Master Anos, the Demon King, was taken. I can't see you."

"... eh...?

Igarez gives a desperate look.

You thought if you met me, you'd manage to get me back to my country. That is not the case with those who want to help him in the current dillheid.

"Go home. The noise won't make Lady Anos sleep."

"Wait."

And another soldier said.

"This guy, he looks familiar. Isn't that the royal son of Azesion?

"What?"

And they turned their eyes to the boy, and looked carefully into the abyss.

"I see. Did you hide your magic well with root magic? I didn't know a human kid who wasn't old enough to use his magic so far. Must be the blood of the brave Jerga."

The demon clan pulled Igarez's body from another soldier.

"Hey...... what are you going to do? The demon king must have dared to let him go."

"... My you are asleep. You're gonna miss it..."

The eyes of the demon tribe, who said so, stare in darkness.

As if driven by vengeance.

"Let go, please! I'm so excited to follow you where!?

Grasping the roots of the noisy Igarez, the demon clan enters the main gate.

Along the way, he issued a < Thought Communications (Leaks) >.

"We have captured Igarez, the seventh heir to the throne of Azesion. Instead, the execution is carried out. Come to the arena if you want to participate."

Hide ourselves with the magic of Phantom Pseudomorphism (Reinell) and Nazilla, and we will soon follow.

Upon arrival at the arena, the demonic soldier threw Igarez there.

"... Huh...!

In front of the boy, a single sword pierces him.

It was thrown by soldiers.

"Use it. If you're a brave man too, fight and die in the end"

Igarez grabs the sword immediately and tries to pull it out. But the sword that pierced the floor is hard to move. A demonic soldier thought, kicking up the boy's belly and bouncing it backwards a few meters.

"... gu... but...!

He gets his body slapped on the ground, and the boy raises his distressed voice.

"My name is David. It is the vengeance of my son, who was killed by the brave Jerga. Redeem with it, lad."

David grabs his fist and punches the boy in the face as much as he wants. If he wanted to do it, he would have handicapped what he could have killed with a single blow, as if he had.

"... ahhh..."

Igarez lags back, as he crawled through the floor and threatened, bleeding from his face.

"Stand up. You know where the brave Jerga works. My child's pain, it wasn't like this."

"Don't come..."

Igarez utters a trembling voice. Never mind, David walked straight.

"Uhhhhhhhhhh...!!!

Igarez sticks his hand out in front of him. From the ring I wore, the droplets seeped in. Holy water. Using it as a source of magic, he unleashed the Sacred Flame.

"Ho."

David lightly wiped out the holy flames that struck him himself with anti-magic.

"Apparently, there was no need to cut back."

David stares sharply.

With a face stained with terror, the boy lowered back, and when he woke himself up, he did not wave his sides, and fled.

But he smashed his face into something and fell on the spot.

If I looked up, there was another demon soldier standing there.

"Isn't that a no? Don't let the brave get away with it!

Soldiers kick Igarez in the head.

"Damn......!

Groaning, he rolled down the cobbled floor.

Even as he crawls, he desperately searches for a way out.

But from the passage came successive demons, surrounding them.

That's a total of two or four.

Even with the holy water on the trump card, I didn't think I could get away with it very much by a child.

"You escape like no other. I'll tell that body how you hunted the Runaways."

The moment he stood up, Igarez ate a kick in the dovetail.

"Yikes......!

and rolling down the ground.

Stand up nice, get kicked again, and roll on the ground. With that repetition, Igarez's body is stained with moles and blood.

All the demons looked at him with their hate-stained cold eyes.

"... help... to..."

"How did the king of men bury the demons who said so?

David stepped on the boy's head gagging.

"... help..."

"I called the newborn demon clan a purification and set it on fire. Using it as bait, he killed hundreds of demonic soldiers. You humans! I killed him!!! You are so ashamed to help me now!!

Thoughts, David steps on the boy's finger.

The crushing sound of bones sounded, and Igarez raised an unspoken scream.

"... help... help... help... it hurts..."

In tears, Igarez shrugs.

At the earliest possible time, even to the demons around us, in such a fine voice that they could not be heard.

In the midst of the war, straying from the troops of the Gailladite Demon King Crusader, Igarez came to this Delzogate alone.

Rely on the Rascal Demon King, who would be the only ally in this dillheid.

But by this time, I was reincarnated.

There can't be any help.

He died here, praying.

He was murdered by my men, unharmed.

That's the past, two thousand years ago, that went too far.

"... anos..."

Misha looks sad, staring at the boy.

It's not hard to imagine how she feels when she was born in a time of peace.

"I just helped, it must be a bubble dream"

He is the seventh heir to the throne of Azesion. I can't imagine how much the past will change if we save him. That doesn't necessarily affect the past of Sin and Leno and Mass, which we're trying to see around.

Either way, if the past changes dramatically, God's order will undo it. Here and now, where I saved him, only while the effects of < Time Retrospective (Revalon) > continued, not too much of a bubble dream.

It's just risky, it doesn't do anything.

In the age of mythology, this is normal, and his life is long before it's over here.

"Think of the pain of being burned while you live."

And David summoned the black flame into his hand, and unleashed it upon the boy.

"... help me... please, help me...!!

As pleading, prayer, he says.

But no matter how much I pray, miracles don't happen.

"... Demon King... Come on...!!

It makes a shitty noise, and a corner of the arena is inflamed. David distorted his lips to madness.

But that's the next moment. He was turning his eyes round and revealing his amazement.

Because < Magic Flame (Gresde) > was wiped out by anti-magic, and before David's eyes stood a tall demonic boy.

"I just helped, and there's nothing I can do about it."

He groaned, davidola, and stared at the men around him.

I don't even know how they feel.

But...

"He died once and for all. At least with this dream, you'd be lying if you hadn't been saved."

While I'm at it, it's stupid.

I may not be able to change anything.

It may not serve its original purpose.

But still, it's not like I'm overlooking you here.