Maou Gakuin No Futekigousha

The magic of contraindications, huh?

You caught the big picture.

"I mean, you're human magic?

With that mouth, Eleonor rounds his eyes as if surprised.

"... Wow, Anos, you are. I know now."

"If it's a theory about maging people, I've thought about it, too. I've put together a magic ceremony to play."

"... did it work?

Eleonor asks in such a way as fear.

"I haven't tried"

"Why?"

"Think a little and you'll see. It's madness."

She smiles as relieved.

"Right. Really, yes..."

Becoming a top-down, and spilling that word, Eleonor raised his face.

"But two thousand years ago, someone did that insane shakedown. Anos, do you know? Gailladite, Commander-in-Chief of the Demon King's Crusade."

That's a nostalgic title.

Power is inferior to canon, but there was something bottomless about the obsession to overthrow the Demons.

"Jerga."

Eleonor nods.

"Commander-in-Chief Jerga had a strong grudge against the Demons. It hasn't changed since the tyrannical Demon King died and the world was separated from the wall. One day the wall will disappear. One day the Demon King of Atrocities will be reincarnated. So he prepared for it then. Believing that his own battle would not be over until he completely destroyed the tyrannical Demon King, he created the College of the Brave to convey his resentment towards the Demon King to his descendants"

All I'm saying is, "That's stupid."

"Yeah. Right. I think so, too. And there were people who thought the same thing about you, Anos."

You won't even have to ask who that is.

Kanon the Brave.

"Yes. Canon opposed the establishment of the College of the Brave until the end. The tyrannical demon king wanted peace, he continued to complain. Because it was war, he said the Demon King was only fighting to protect the Demons. That position was no different from ours. But no matter how many heroic words there were few people who could believe it..."

I can't do it.

In that war I am killing more humans than I can count.

If such persuasion would make sense, there was no need to divide the world into four parts from the beginning.

"The brave Kanon claimed that the Demon King had abandoned his life to build a wall. I just thought I was lying, too. Kanon was also kind to the Demons, so he wanted to give the reborn tyrant Demon King a chance to change his mind."

Did you think that Canon, who defeated the tyrannical Demon King, had his last pity and lied?

Eleonor was born after the name of the tyrannical demon king had already been rewritten to Avos Dilhevia. That's not what I thought I could do.

"But when I met you, Anos, and found out that you were the demon king of tyranny, I figured Canon wasn't lying."

"Why?

dull, Eleonor laughs

"Because you don't seem to kill people irrationally. Because it is. Anos, if you hadn't stopped the magic time, we'd all be dead."

"That was just a coincidence"

"Well, that's what I'm gonna do for you."

With that said, she stands her index finger up.

"So, in the end, Commander-in-Chief Jerga's opinion was more supportive, and the College of the Brave was set up."

"What happened to Cannon?

"... it looks like he decided to give up and believe in future generations of humans and demons. In times of peace, there will be no demons attacking humans, and humans shouldn't be stupid enough to wage war on the demons who do nothing."

Sweet, if you say so.

But that's a masculine decision.

If one of them never pulls a bow, hatred will not arise.

I guess that's what you wanted to believe.

"But, you know, even Commander Jerga knew that a hundred times. Hate eventually fades. Anger can disappear one day. No matter how much you try to tell us by founding the College of the Brave, if no one fought the Great War, one day man will forget his hatred of the Devil Nation"

Humans can't live that long.

Instead of a thousand years, in hundreds of years, hatred, even the fact that we fought a war, would disappear from people's minds. No matter how much you write in the history books.

"Commander-in-Chief Jerga was afraid of it"

"Is that why you turned your own roots into the magic of < Sanctuary (Ask) >?

Eleonor rounds his eyes.

Then I laughed at the dullness.

"... after all, it's amazing. You know everything..."

"What, when I used the magic of the Sanctuary, I heard a strangely familiar voice."

I couldn't remember right away because I had a different impression from the flesh voice, but that would belong to Jerga.

"Two thousand years ago, God was out in the war, too. It's not within the realm of human power, such as making the roots magical, but with holy water and the power of God, we can do something about it."

The magic ceremony I used was 2,000 years ago. Different results were achieved while using the same surgical formula.

In other words, the world order was rewritten by God.

"Yeah, Anos, you're right. Commander Jerga gave up his own life and entrusted his thoughts to the magic of the Sanctuary, resentment and hatred, and vengeance towards the Demons. Thus, the textbook of the College of the Brave wrote that if you use the magic of < Sanctuary (Ask) >, you can hear Cannon. Follow that voice and you'll be a brave man."

So I guess the students at the College of the Brave think that voice belongs to Canon.

"The more magic the Sanctuary (Ask) uses, the more vengeful the human can be planted against the Demon Nation. In Jergacanon, he tells the details of how atrocious the Demons have done to humans. Now I can continue to resent him until my thoughts and memories are eternal and the Devil King of Atrocities is reborn"

I knew that man resented people twice as much.

But still, peace was now.

A person's life expectancy is short. I didn't think it was until I took my life.

Maybe this is what my sweetness invited.

Two thousand years ago, I should have destroyed that man.

"Nor could just Cannon have bypassed it, you mean?

Eleonor nodded.

"Kanon categorically opposed Commander-in-Chief Jerga's magic. Even if the numbers are small, Canon has some endorsers. General Jerga thought it might be troublesome."

So, did you kill him?

"... yeah...... Many people want their children and grandchildren to live independently of these emotions. Little by little, more and more people agreed with Canon, mainly the people. But in the end, they were on General Jerga's side. I slaughtered Cannon with a gap and prevented him from resurrecting. Because no matter how many canons with seven roots can come back to life without a way to resurrect"

That's a strange story.

"It's a man I couldn't kill. I don't know how much of a gap you've got, but I don't think you've been tailored like a human being.

"Right... from what I've looked into, in fact, Canon had a way to come back to life. But he didn't come back. I'm sure he hated humans."

Even if you think so, you can't.

A man who kept fighting and sacrificing for humans was betrayed and killed by humans.

Did that man, who stood up to the Demon King many times before him, also lose just the strength to stand up if he was shot from behind by his allies?

"Kanon, the brave man trying to save man, was a hero. He is no longer there. He subsequently did not appear in any way on the tabular stage of history. I didn't want to be involved in either the College of the Brave or the magic of the Sanctuary. Maybe he snuck away without even reincarnating. Because even if you're not, you're never going to fight as a brave man again."

So, you said there were no more canons I knew.

"When were you born?

For a moment, Eleonor has a painful look on his face.

"... Commander-in-Chief Jerga's roots have become two magic tricks. One is Sanctuary (Ask). The other is my magic."

If you magicized right after that war, you know that the tyrannical demon king is Anos Voldigord.

"You mean it took me a while to magic?

"I'm a failure. Hatred and hatred were all taken by the magic of, and even though it was man-made magic, my hatred of the devil had fallen out of me. The truth was that he was supposed to become Commander-in-Chief Jerga's personality and continue to teach at the College of the Brave. That's why they erased my memory so many times, they rebuilt it so many times."

I see.

Didn't Jerga's plan go as far as she thought?

"Three hundred years later, the brave men of that era finally made their decision. It's impossible to rebuild me correctly. So I decided to use me only as a magic."

Eleonor distributes his gaze to the countless holy water balls that floated around him, and to Zesia in it.

"< root maternal (eleonol) >. I'm magic to make root clones."

Hmm, still?

"So both Zesia and Diego here were born with a magical replication of their roots?

We were both not resurrected by destroying our roots, but were certainly doomed.

I'm just saying there was someone else I couldn't tell from.

Technically, it's hard to think of it as completely identical.

I guess even my demonic eye has so little difference that I can't spot it.

But when it comes to the power that its roots have, it is no exaggeration to say that it is identical.

"I chose the most suitable root among the brave men of that time to further improve it. Zesia lost root clones, on the other hand, emotions and words specific to her ability to fight. Diego is an education-specific root clone. It goes well with the magic of < Sanctuary (Ask) > and is most susceptible to Jerga's voice"

Is Zesia great as a soldier and Diego as an educator who plants hatred on the brave men of his time?

"I've been watching them live carelessly. I'm magical, so even if this man's body dies, he'll be reincarnated again soon. And keep giving birth to them as < root mother (eleonor) >. Just to die, for hate's sake, the empty life to be born."

Eleonor stared me in the eye.

"As long as the magic of Root Maternity (Eleonor) is in this world, neither Zesia nor Diego nor the College of the Brave can be happy. So, Mr. Anos, please."

she says with true thoughts.

Kill me. The source of < root maternal (eleonor) > is the root of General Jerga. I can destroy the roots, Anos, because I'm sure you can erase me. "

I see.

"Well, it would be possible. One thing bothers me."

"What?"

Even at a time like this, I ask her if she's just laughing.

"Your wish doesn't seem like your happiness is in the books, does it?

Eleonor was decent.

Then, just a little, leaking a little laugh.

"... you, Anos..."

Sadly Eleonor lays his eyes down.

"... I couldn't protect you. I couldn't protect any of the children I had. Who could not be happier..."

A tear crept into her eyes.

"Over and over again... a thousand years, a thousand and five hundred years... I've just kept killing..."

Transparent Shizukuishi conveys her cheeks.

But it mixed with the water of the Holy Water Polo, and even its tears disappeared somewhere.

"... I don't want to give birth to those kids who just create hatred and cultivate misfortune anymore... and"

She says in a squeezing, sad voice.

As if to punish yourself.

"... I'm the only one who's ever been unhappy..."

"Hmm. I see. Very well."

Blurry and she sees my face.

As I refer to the Zesias floating in countless holy water balls, I say with my hands wide open.

"I mean, you just have to keep everyone here together and make them happy."