Maou no Hajimekata

At the bottom of the dark, deep, sunlit and other unbearable earth, the man was waving far.

It was a miserable man who deserved a narrow, dark underground.

The age seems to be considerable, the face is not covered in wrinkles, and the back is bent to the bend. What you are wearing is also a worn grey robe, which is also filled with dust and dirt from a narrow underground tunnel, blurring its miserable appearance as much as possible. The lantern on his hips is also quite old, lighting up the man and his surroundings painfully.

My whole body is covered in sweat, and I no longer have the strength in my waving arms.

His breath was constant, and the man was so exhausted that whenever he died, it was not strange.

The look and contents were tired, and in the worn out man, only his eyes emitted a ragged and strong light.

A man waves desperately as if he was possessed by something. Shake. Shake.

And finally.

Unexpectedly, a decoy sounded and part of the dirt wall collapsed.

The man opens his eyes and looks beyond.

"Phew...... haha, ahahahahahahaha!

And he started waving his arms with ever greater enthusiasm.

The dirt wall increases that crack you see, and eventually becomes large enough for people to pass through.

As the man threw his way, he danced into it with a laugh.

"Hahahahahaha! Yay, finally! This fragrance of magic is so aromatic that you can even taste it! We finally found it!

When the man explored his own chest, he forcefully pulled off the necklace he was wearing on his neck. It was the only ornament worn by a man more miserable than a beggar, and it was connected with a bottle made of glass the size of a pinkie finger earlier.

Put the bottle in the center of the cavity where the man was at the end of the basement. Then the air around him swirls and slowly concentrates on the bottle. At the same time, there was an amber liquid gushing out in the bottle.

"A high concentration of magic crystals that can even be seen......! Excellent, if that's all!

When the man places the bottle on the ground, he begins to cast a spell in a low voice. Would I have done so for half an hour (an hour)?

The long long spell was gradually feverish and spinning weakly to whine, which at some point is chanted in a good, powerful voice.

At the end of the day, he tried to scream half way. The spell marked the end, and at the same time the man's body was wrapped in a strong light.

"Power overflows... this is what you call a young flesh!

After the light went out, a young and successful young man stood.

The shadow of the old man with his hips bent and wrinkles covered is devoid of fine dust. Stand on a straight, sword-like long face. The limbs are overflowing with strength and the skin is silky smooth. Only one thing, only the glittering eyes were in common with the original old man.

"Oops, will you have another drink"

The liquid that sprung up in the bottle filled about 90% of the bottle early.

The rate of accumulation is overwhelmingly faster, although the man slightly reduced that amount when he was young.

The man waves his arms as he spins the spell. Amber magic overflows from its fingertips and pierces the bottle.

The bottle swelled up greatly during viewing and was large enough for each person to put it in.

"This will hold for the time being. Well..."

The man shrugged his spell briefly and lit a magical light, followed by a slightly longer spell. In the light emitted by the man's fingertips, the cave, which was a natural cavity, turns into a murderous basement chamber built of bricks while he sees it.

Then he pokes his teeth at the tip of his finger and starts writing a magic formation with blood on the cobbled floor.

The man began to cast more spells when he gently stroked the written magic formations to see what they were able to do.

It's a longer, more complicated spell than when you're young.

A bead-like sweat erupted on the man's forehead, his face distorted by pain.

The air trembled and the flame of the lantern scratched out as it remained outside the room.

Until then, in a space that remained silent, the sound of squeezing bow strings rings critical.

The darkness that dominated the blazing out space twitches as if it were willing, and slowly begins to take shape.

The shadow is still dark and clearly contoured in the dark without a single light...

And he raised his voice like the sound of a bell.

"... it was you who called me?

What appeared before the man was a luscious beauty dressed in clothes to the point of apology.

Dark hair is long and lustrous and stretches to wrap white skin.

The quiet hands and feet stretched smoothly, but where they exited, they insisted firmly on their existence.

"Yes."

To the woman's inquiry, the man nods.

"Yes... then I will show you an extraordinary dream to thank you for calling me. Can you erase this magic formation? I can't even kiss those lovely lips like this."

With such weakness the woman gave a sweet voice. The man laughs at it coldly.

"You can't do that. Turn off that magic formation and you'll be free to move. You will soon take my soul and return to the demon kingdom. It's not until we make a deal to wipe out the magic team."

When a man is at those moments, the woman's expression changes.

From that of a weak girl who invites pity to that of a mundane and experienced whore.

"I'm bored, I'm not kidding. There's no way a magician who can prepare all this magic can make such a preliminary mistake."

The female demon sits in the void as if she were also a chair in the air, putting her feet together.

Whether you're not aware of it or not, its behavior is fantastic and glossy.

"So? What should I do? Sucking up the sperm from the stupid men? Or do you want me to show your enemies infinite nightmares? I'd love to show you the best night of your life."

"Hmm. I want you to make a dungeon"

"Ha!?

To the man's words, the female demon accidentally fell out of an invisible chair.

"Don't fall colorless in the habit of a succubus. Even if you can spread your legs dressed like that underwear, you'd be interested in it instead..."

"I don't care about that! Now I thought I heard you make some kind of dungeon?

"Oh, that's what I said"

The man nods, spreading his arms all over the cup and looking around the cellar.

"Deep, wide, vicious labyrinth like no one has ever seen before. Countless traps, monsters and the Great Labyrinth where treasures await. I want you to create an endless dungeon that will unite the underground world."

The female demon accidentally suppressed her head. I have nothing to do with illness.

It was the first time I had a headache other than a direct blow.

"You know... if you give up a hundred steps and you're summoned as the guardian of that dungeon, you still know. I've never been called under such conditions. But what do you mean, make a dungeon!? Leave that to Goblin or Golem!

"Regardless, I leave the task of digging holes to those things. But there are other people who can help with a huge amount of work. How do you distribute a room in a dungeon aisle? What about the traps and the monsters? If the guardian demon is also a creature, there is bait. How do we procure it? If my labyrinth grows larger, there will be some undeserved who will try to threaten it. What are you gonna do with a guy like that? There are countless things to think about and do. I need your help with that."

"... I know that, but why me?

To the female demon who finally fixes her posture and asks, the man asks her to stick out three fingers.

"There are three reasons. First of all, I don't believe in humans. People are bound to betray. The demons and the subhumans are the same. You demons try to make people fall apart, but you can never break a contract. So I chose the devil, not the human. Secondly, usually the higher the demon is, the higher the power and wisdom, but only for that matter will it require a great deal of magic to contract and maintain. You horny devils are a mutant who works closely with human desires and sucks away the sperm. Instead of being so strong, he's smart about the magic he needs, and he's smart about the mechanics of human emotion. So I chose the succubus. Thirdly…"

The man cut his words there, looking at the body of the female demon and smiling niggardly.

"If you want to put it aside anyway, just look. A beautiful, young woman is good. That's why I chose you."

The female demon chuckled after seeing the man for a moment pompous.

"... I see. Fine, I'll help you with that job."

"Then agree to this agreement by name"

The man takes the paper out of his nose and shows it to the female demon. The face is in the same darkness, but it can't have anything to do with a demon with a family of darkness.

"Do you have the contract details? Are you ready...... thin!? What the hell are you doing here?

The parchment presented over the magic formation contained surprising texts in fine letters.

"I told you, you demons will try to plunge human beings if there is a gap. It's a text to prevent it. Don't worry, there are no unequal texts that would put you at an extreme disadvantage... I guess I can't trust you. Read as much as you like."

"I already said I wouldn't betray you if you stopped doing that... uh, the words are too fine..."

Run your eyes through the text as you narrow your eyes complaining about bumps.

"Hmm, fine for now... I guess this doesn't hide texts written with invisible fine letters or characters that are not normally visible with special ink. If there was, the contract itself would be invalid."

To a female demon who turns a suspicious eye, the man flicks his eyebrows out of his heart.

"I'm telling you, there's no sentence to your disadvantage. You're a suspicious guy."

"Don't you say that!... Well, fine. Then I'll make a deal."

"Oh, you, Sacubas. Will you follow this covenant and help us by name?

Names mean a great deal to those involved in demons such as magicians and demons.

If you have more than some power, you can curse and even rule that soul just by knowing the name of the other person.

The contract with the devil uses it, and the contract with the name cannot be broken by any means with each other.

"I swear by my name, Lilshana. Follow the contract and help you."

"Then I pledge to keep this covenant in my name Ein Sof Oul."

In response to the words of the oath, the covenant shines. And when it was wrapped in flames, it burned out in an instant.

The contents of the contract were engraved into the souls of the two of them, and they could not be added or altered.

"Well, I'm going to ask you a favor.... call me Oulu."

"Yes, sir. I'm lil fine...... nice to meet you, Oul"

I think I got involved with something weird.

Lil swallowed the words.

Beyond the magic formation, each other's hands are held.

Thus began the days of making the two labyrinths.