Maou Gakuin No Futekigousha

Two thousand years ago...

King's capital Gailladite.

Located in the heart of the human continent Azesion, this capital is the home of the Gailladite Demon King Crusader, chosen as the Holy Sword and with the brave Canon.

Gailladite, also a military city prepared for the demonic raids, has magic formations and armies that pay off demons all over the city. A single demon walked dignified through that place, which would have vanished as soon as he stepped into it, or otherwise had become a bee's nest.

It is Anos Voldigord, the demon king of tyranny.

As if stepping on weeds is not enough to take a junction, such as preparing for an external enemy, it gently advances the walk.

At the end of his gaze were two men.

One is Kanon, a brave man with a holy sword.

And the other is Jerga, commander-in-chief of the Gailladite Demon King Crusade Army, making him king over Gailladite, the king's capital.

Jerga is an old body about sixty years old, but the momentum and magic emanating from its entire body greatly outweigh that of a concurrent human being. He is a master of Cannon, a former brave man.

Before Canon was born, he had fought death with numerous demons to protect Azecyon. Having left the front line, he still commands the Demon King Crusader, causing much damage to the Demon side.

"Canon, I'll go"

said Jerga in a ready voice.

"Shoot the Sanctuary Light Cannon (Theo Trias) at close range, and he won't be able to either. Speak of the tyrannical demon king. They should all stop for a moment. In that gap, pierce him with that holy sword of mine."

"Doctor... that's..."

"Don't get lost, Canon. Be courageous. Either way, I haven't been around long. If this old man's life is the foundation of a peaceful world, it's cheap."

A magic formation with holy light is depicted at Jerga's feet.

It can only be exercised by the brave.

It's a great magic that can unite people's hearts and convert their hopes and wishes into magic. A man inferior to magic can confront the Demons with his heart.

"Dear Jerga... Dear Kanon... Please..."

"Give me the Demon King... Today is the day to give me that tyrannical Demon King..."

"Wish more, hope for nothing, Lord Jerga..."

"Please give peace to this world..."

"Protect our tomorrow...!!

The minds of the people overflow within, and the holy light begins to gather from all over the city to Jerga.

This is Gailladite, the king's capital. This is the last fort left to the humans. It was only then that the prayer was stronger than anything else and swelled up enormously.

"Let's go, demon king! The thoughtlessness of the people killed by you, today is the day to clear up!!

Covering the Sanctuary, Jerga advances to the tyrannical Demon King.

Behind it, Kanon laid the holy sword.

Anos the Demon King deploys the magic formation of the Fifty Gates. From there, it was fired like rain.

One pitch-black sun after another strikes directly at Jerga. Even though he is turning the power of < Sanctuary (Ask) > into anti-magic, the Demon King's magic is awesome and instantly his life is cut off.

"... it doesn't work... you killed me... compared to my wife's pain...!!

While a flashy explosion sounds and is wrapped in black blast flames, the ex-brainer continues to move on.

"Uh-oh!!

Jerga's hand approaches the tyrannical demon king.

But...

"... gu... fu..."

One more step, and the Demon King's right arm was piercing Jerga's abdomen first.

"Hmm. We seem to be tragic only ourselves, but the king of men. Man killed my mother in a cage. I don't know how I feel about being born out of a corpse."

Even as he spits blood, Jerga laughs.

"... go to hell with me, demon king of tyranny..."

Though pierced through her body, Jerga extended her arms to the Demon King.

"" Sanctuary Light Cannon (Theo Trias) "

The thoughts of the people gathered in the sanctuary are turned into shells and unleashed at once.

As if it had caused a great explosion, the two were engulfed in holy light.

"Now! Do it, Cano."

Word broke off.

He gets his lungs squeezed and his powers fall out of Jerga's body.

"Dear………………… our comrade…"

The power of the Sanctuary Light Cannon (Theo Trias) was insufficient.

Originally, there was only power to penetrate the Demon King's anti-magic, but prayer and desire declined rapidly.

"What, I just kept it intimidating today"

To sharpen the power of the Sanctuary Light Cannon (Theo Trias), Anos magically intimidated the Demon King's Crusaders supplying him with prayers and wishes before killing the powerful Jerga.

If he cares about it, he can be powerless no matter where he is in this city, such as a person without great antimagic. It would even be easy to kill.

"... how dare you... I won't tolerate it... just you, never...!

"Hmm. That's about it. From what I've seen, your roots are already at their limit. How dare you keep fighting that far with people, but once you die, you can't resuscitate anymore."

That's what he said, and Anos crushed Jerga's other lung.

"... but..."

"I don't know if it's long."

Jerga collapses on the spot.

"Well, Kanon the Brave"

To Canon with the holy sword, the demon king said.

"Don't you think it's time you wanted peace?

Cannon stares back at the Demon King.

"Is that what Teng himself calls a dialogue that's chaotic about the world?

"From your point of view, yes. With me, I want peace with Dilheid. If that's what you get, you don't bother to destroy Azecyon."

With an unafraid eye, Canon stares at the Demon King.

"If you're interested in my words, come to Delzogate. The Great Spirit and the Creator God are also invited. If you don't like the story, join forces and defeat me."

Just saying you're done for, the tyrant demon king turns his back on Cannon.

Using the magic of, he left.

"... first born...!

Immediately, Kanon heals him with the magic of < Antidemonic Healing (Enshell) > rather than running to Jerga. The wound was shallow even though it was worn by the Demon King, and the wound was easily healed.

"... I'm sorry..."

"No."

Jerga gets up.

Kanon said.

"… sir. Shall I give back the roots?

The brave Kanon has seven roots. If they are correct, they have been conceded from others by great magic using the power of the Holy Sword.

By gathering the roots from several human beings one by one, he obtained seven roots that were countervailable to the Demon King.

Among them, it was Jerga who gave over the bulk of his own roots.

"Now that's impossible. No matter how many holy swords there are, the roots that once detached will never be completely undone."

"Still, some can restore the teacher's roots. As it is now, the teacher..."

"Cannon. That's what I decided to do when I was ready. I made a bet on you to defeat the Demon King. I'm not the only one. Everyone who's given you root is."

Jerga says with unwavering will.

"You are hope. Defeat the Demon King and save the world. There is only one sun shining in this dark world. Even if it doesn't come true now, one day or another, your holy sword will surely fulfill the grief of our humanity. You can't lose that hope to our cuteness."

Hearing Jerga's words, Kanon pushes silence.

After a while, he said.

"... teacher, what do you think?

"What is it?

"Earlier, the tyrannical demon king spoke."

Jerga responded instantly.

"I don't deserve to believe it. Demons are creatures who are born to kill humans. Destroy them or we will perish. One in two. Coexistence is never possible."

Cannon nods.

The expression was somewhat shady.

"Cannon. You're sweet. But the Demon Clan is not the kind of creature that gives you kindness. It must not be in this world, it is a filthy being. You don't have to remember how guilty you are of killing them. Rather, slaughtering them is the salvation for them too. Be courageous. You were chosen by the Holy Sword, because you are a brave man."

".................. Yes"

When Cannon answered, Jerga fluttered and knelt on the spot.

"First......!?

"... oh. You don't have to make that noise. I'm just a little tired. I'm too old..."

Kanon looks at him worried.

"But..."

"I'm fine. Go back before that and reward the Demon King for fleeing. Everyone will be anxious."

"... ok"

Cannon ran towards the castle.

Jerga stared at that back.

"…………………………………………………………………"

Jerga drew a magic formation on the spot.

I used the magic of.

His appearance disappears from the spot.

to the dim room. He has transferred.

There is a magic formation on the ground and ceiling, on the wall. Perhaps they maintain. A massive sphere of water was rising in the universe.

It's not just water.

It is holy water, a magic fixture in the form of which God says it has been cleansed.

"... the devil tribe must perish..."

Jerga turns her gaze to the Holy Water Ball.

"... even if we turn this body into magic..."

With a dark look, he muttered so.