Maou Gakuin No Futekigousha

Starting with David, my men are shaking their bodies and just crying down on the spot.

From their memory, it may be the best way to fulfill their original purpose to take what happened here and plant the lie of killing Igarez.

But their penance, it's not light enough to make it something they didn't.

You must have noticed.

Even in original history, after killing Igarez, to his own fault. They must have realized that hatred burned their hearts and swallowed them up in darkness.

Then you should be reincarnated to never make the same mistake again.

Again, probably, I will. Then the result of reincarnation is the same.

Whatever some change in their minds, the results are not as different as they are.

It may be a convenient idea, but there is hope.

Earlier, I saw it.

"Igarez."

I'll reach out to the boy and wake him up.

"... Oh, thank you..."

"Let's go."

With Igarez, hop up in < Flight (Fres) > and head to the audience.

I landed by Misha.

"Welcome back"

She smiled lightly and welcomed me.

"I thought I'd help"

Say something unexpected.

Until I got here, I didn't imagine myself helping Igarez.

I can't throw it away, I'm just dazed, my body just moved.

Did you know that?

You think you understood my heart better than I did?

"Anosh is sweet"

"... right"

"I'm sure it's not for nothing"

That's right, something like Misha.

Oh, my God, I feel so tickled.

"Right."

I looked up from the audience at the tall building.

It's a tower adjacent to the arena.

"Maybe it wasn't really a waste. Sometimes what shouldn't have made sense would make sense"

Misha slipped her neck.

"Let's see. Igarez, stay with me."

"Oh... yes..."

"Don't worry. I'm a Demon, but I'm on your side."

Confused, Igarez nodded.

Disappearing with the magic of Phantom Virtue (Lynelle) and < Hidden Magic (Nazilla) >, we headed towards the tower adjacent to the arena.

The door is tightly closed. It would be the magic of. In an attempt to solve it, as I stepped forward, a magic formation floated at the door in front of me.

Pooh, the door glowed, and I opened it alone.

It's like welcoming me.

"What do you got?

"The books are just placed. Not until I'm reincarnated."

The door opened to us, hiding our magic and appearance, as if we had noticed.

Plus the grain of black light earlier. You can't be sure.

Into the tower.

The place is narrow and the shelves are arranged, and the books fill it tightly.

Some have been written about ancient magic studies, but all they have here are just so worthless books. The main ones are fairytales and legends, depicting fictional stories and the like.

I walk up the stairs, gazing carefully with the devil's eye.

Some black light particles descended, softly stroking his cheeks.

"Particles of magic......?

"Oh."

The grain of light is pouring down from the top floor.

As we went up the stairs, the particles of that magic increased in number.

Proceed further and arrive on the sixth floor of the top floor.

If you followed the magic particle with a demonic eye, it would have emanated from the wall.

It is not precisely from the wall, but from the shadow of the sword that is reflected there.

But that shadow, that sword figure for projecting it, is nowhere.

It's a very familiar sight.

"Venuzdonoa......?

Misha asked to squeal.

"Oh, there's got to be no one else I can use."

I'm already reincarnated in this era.

Avos Dilhevia has not yet been born.

Then why is the Reaper Sword emitting its power?

I don't know, but there's one thing I can think of.

Someone in this day and age took my side.

I predicted I'd be here in 2,000 years.

"Maybe I can help"

I lay my hands on the shadow on the wall.

As if the Shadow Sword could attract me, it floated into the universe.

"If you want to use the Righteous Sword, you have to activate the Delzo Gade 3D Magic Formation. If you do just that great a thing, you can look not only at the god of time, but at the god of all times. The magical effects of Time Retrospective (Revalon) will be over before you pull out the Reaper Sword, bringing us back to modern times. But"

If you do your hand on that pattern, the dark long sword, Venuzdonoa, reveals itself true.

"If the sword of reason had already appeared in this past, there would be no contradiction in the order of time. Through the Righteous Sword, you will notice the god of time, but if there is a Venuzdonoa in this hand, it is the earliest, later festival."

Now that Venuzdonoa has shown its true worth, I am half way out of the time frame. It would be able to disobey the order of time and change the past.

"Igarez."

When he glanced at the boy, he trembled as scared as he could and lagged behind.

"There's nothing to threaten. No harm will be done to you. Always keep up to a safe place. I thought you said that before."

Use the magic of to raise your body age to about twenty years old.

Prepared clothes that were wrapped up in mythical times in.

"... Demon King..."

As soon as possible, tears spill out of his eyes.

I can't help it. I guess I've been tenacious with no one I can count on.

Igarez called me and stuck around.

"Demon King...... Crusader Unit III has been wiped out while retreating to Azecyon to meet a giant monster raid and get me out of here...! I've come so far by myself..."

"Well done, I've arrived."

I'll gently stroke Igarez's back.

He endures temperament without raising his voice, though in tears.

It's a big deal as a child.

"Is a giant monster a demon tribe?

With a sinking face, Igarez says.

"... I don't know. He had four legs, like a big beast, sharp horns and nails, stiff scales and wings flying through the sky, spitting flames out of his mouth...... It seems that not only human forces, but also demonic forces were attacking. After eating so many humans and demons, he dived into the ground and disappeared..."

Eating humans and demons means...

"A dragon."

"A dragon? You mean a dragon, that's..."

"Probably. It is a rare species that rarely appears. I didn't think it was on the bait, and I thought it was gone."

I didn't know there was a dragon still alive.

Nevertheless, I can't help thinking about it now.

"Igarez. I've been here since 2,000 years. It's over time."

"... time,...? Such a thing...?

"The demons earlier said I was dead and reincarnated. That's a fact. I was reincarnated two thousand years later, and I came this far over time."

Igarez gives a pompous look.

"Can't you believe it?

"... I'm not sure about the details. But...... I believe. Because it is the word of the benefactor of life…"

Two thousand years ago, you said something similar when you helped Igarez, who had been taken prisoner and treated roughly by hand.

He is a straight human child, with no hatred for the devil tribe.

He was a symbol of hope. Demons and humans say they can indeed hold hands together.

"Good reply. Something's a little troublesome. You should be dead in your original time. I couldn't help you."

He bites off his lips softly.

"It is difficult to explain the concept of time, so let's just conclude. You weren't entirely saved yet. To help you, I need to kill and reincarnate you once and for all with this Reaper Sword."

It is decided that a new life, which was not born in the past, was born with the power of the Sword of Righteousness. In doing so, Igarez becomes peculiar to the order of time from the last two thousand years to modern times.

Simply put, about Igarez's changed past, the time-honoring God is also unrecognizable, and the past alteration is established as it is.

It means he can live.

"Is there no fear?

Staring me straight in the eye, Igarez nodded with a stiff nod.

"Is there anything I can do?

"What is it?

"I want to thank you. Rewarding a benefactor was taught to behave as a brave man."

It must have been a fine man who raised him.

It's what I missed.

"Then I want you to spread some rumors when you're reborn. Rumor has it that Avos Dilhevia, the tyrannical demon king, will continue until two thousand years later."

Touch your fingertips on Igarez's head.

"It's a little complicated. Remember to carve it into memory."

He drew a magic formation and told Igarez what the rumors were about.

With the sword of Ritualism, the rumors he spread, transformed into peculiar beings, will be transmitted to modern times without undoing them.

Most of all, it depends on Igarez if it works.

"… I will make sure that I keep my promise…"

"Igarez, proud, little brave man"

Put your sword down, I say.

"Two thousand years from now is a time of peace, but it's never without tragedy. If you want to repay the favor of the tyrant demon king, save the other demon king with a sad fate."

"… be courageous, have faith, and let us meet the expectations of this Igarez, necessarily, the Demon King......!

He gives a ready look.

I'll see you around.

If he waved the Ritual Extinction Sword, the boy became a grain of light and vanished to be blown away by the wind.

At the same time, the long, dark sword that I have in my hand returns to its original shadow.

"Hmm. Apparently there's no more magic left in the Delzo Gate"

We've just used 3D magic formations to build walls that divide the world into four parts. Hopefully, I just wanted to keep using the Reaper Sword like this, but that sounds like a limit for once.

Venuzdonoa thinned its shadow and eventually disappeared softly.

"Anos."

Misha calls me.

She stared at the wall of the tower.

Earlier, it was the place where the shadow of the Reaper Sword was floating.

"Look."

The glow of the grain of dark light had disappeared and the appearance of the walls was clearly visible.

There, the letters are engraved.

To my demon king.

I'll see you in two thousand years.

Now, the three of us.

Probably, I'm sure, sure.

I fall in love again.