Maou no Hajimekata

"Master! Please, reconsider!

"Han. This is no longer a matter of decision."

And Oulu cut off the spinner, pleading with him.

"But isn't it the other master who told Raffanis he shouldn't have his hands...!

"Shit. That's the current story. Any time you have the strength, you challenge the battle. That's just a little quicker."

As soon as the power is ready, attack the religious state Raffanis. To Oulu, who declared so, Spina spoke first of all against. I don't put it in my mouth, but neither can Ellen or Lil agree. It was Oul himself who said he couldn't win, and the reason he attacked more than that was' to get Eunice back '.

Death is absolute. Soon after death, there is a technique of resuscitation, albeit advanced. Sometimes something that leaves a strong grudge or sentiment becomes a soul and stays in this world.

But still, nothing completely dead comes back to life. There are a number of anecdotes about going to the land of death and trying to get my wife back my son, but I don't follow up with stories of success. It's all about whether they all fail or even if they get it back, they're surprised, afraid, running away or getting eaten to death instead.

Oul's idea of attacking heaven and saying he would take it back seemed too flighty and reckless, just because a dead hero joined the last seat of the gods and was in heaven.

"There's nothing more to talk about. You stay in your room."

Shake off the spina and abandon her as she reaches out and Oulu proceeds through the labyrinth. Lil approached him softly beside him and talked to Nanny as he flew alongside him, walking slowly.

"Hey Oulu... not Spina, but I don't think I'm gonna make it either... Oulu now, I don't know... not like Oulu"

"Doesn't seem like it?

Oul stopped walking and glanced at Lil.

"... it's not like Oulu to be so frustrated and emotional. It's not Oulu's way to plan anything calmly and do nothing for nothing."

"Don't listen to the windy mouth you know"

Oul grabbed Lil's neck and drew him in.

"I haven't changed a thing. The original aim was' everything '… an absolute' power 'to hold all things in this hand"

Giraffed eyes peek into Lil's eyes. Lil remembered that this was the first time she saw him.

Calmly settled, discreet and solid. Lil remembered that such a thing was only one side, the upper edge of this man. If you can't find the dragon pulse. If you can't dig it. If you don't get as much magic as you thought. If you can't make a dungeon core.

He's just a man who's risked his whole life to pretend that something was just failing.

... but still. Lil felt Oul's current attitude was strange.

"At that time..."

The sight burns clearly in Lil's eyes and still does. Eunice mouthed on the oul and necked by Zytreed. That moment.

"That's what you think, if you hold him, Eunice might have been safe?

"... such a thing is just a theory of consequences"

If Oul had believed in Eunice then, if he had honestly accepted her as a companion, she might not have died. Wouldn't such a grip be tormenting him... Lil's idea of that was half hit, half off.

"It doesn't change my mind. If that's what you mean, it's just that I wish I had enough power over here to overwhelm Zeitreed at that point."

He's calmed down somewhat by putting it in his mouth, and Oul takes his hand off Lil's neck.

"Hi. You guys seem to think I'm stupid or something. I'm telling you, I'm not bound by the life or death of one Eunice, and I'm not willing to fight without a chance. I know I still have enough fighting power. I'm not attacking Raffanis right now."

Oul turned back his heel and commanded Lil.

"Call Ellen in the conference room. Tell him we need to talk about White Art."

"...... hmm. Okay."

Lil nodded and stared at his back for a while. Even if we lose some tranquillity, its underlying remains the Oulu. But losing the peace itself is also something he has never had before.

And most importantly, Eunice's body was strictly protected by magic so as not to be harmed, and is still resting in her room.... Are you trying to lay the Eunice you lost in front of me with Raz, the master who says Oul loved you?

Whenever I thought so, Lil's chest was struck by inexplicable pain, like a stiff needle.

"I hear you're appreciated."

"Thank you?"

At the aperture best, Ellen strapped her neck to Oul's unleashed words.

"Ceres of White Art, a princess of Reiki with golden thread-like hair and silky skin. Evan, a brave forest people with wood-skinned tea hair and leafy green eyes. The two loved ones, however, are not inhibited by the walls of the race and bound together. But what strikes there is a black arv that is wicked and fierce, people and white arv teaming their hands together to destroy this. They say that each other's trenches have been filled ever since, and now they are joining forces to create a single village and live together."

"... ho"

Ellen laughed lightly. It's a grisly, powerful grin, like a knife made of ice. It's many times scarier than being furious.

It would be the same for the four men under their command to regret being made good, but they turned themselves in fear of Ellen's laughter.

"... it's terrible! Show them things in your eyes!

It was Mio who raised his voice without being cowardly to her like that. From Oulu, I don't even want to say I deserved it because it was Ellen and the others who got their hands on me first, but it doesn't seem to be the case for Mio, who is totally shouldering Ellen and the others.

"Oh, Mio. My friend. You're telling me you're gonna give me a hand in revenge?

"Of course it is. Mr. Ellen's enemy is my enemy."

Mio, who speaks clearly. When did they finally get along? Something like carelessness toward Ellen and the others I saw before has completely disappeared, and words are exchanged safely and equitably.

"But the enemy is strong. With all the strength of my black clan, they were no match. How do we fight?

Oul nods at Ellen's subordination.

"You can let the humans and demon soldiers out, but if Mio helps, it's quick to talk. If you agree, there's one way you can win without labor."

"How?

To Ellen, asking, Oul smiled niggardly, and said:

"It's roasted."