Muimui-tan

- One...

Proceed through the quiet castle.

There's no sign of anyone. It's really quiet.

Well, I can't help but wander around the castle. Even so, where should we go?

"Master"

You noticed something. Type 14 moves your face.

"Yes, now you've had a reaction that something has moved"

Yuein moves picpics and beast ears. Type 14, which I heard about it, was watching Yuein in a motion that seemed to hear giggles and pseudo-sounds.

"Type 14, Yuein, do you know where it is?

"Master, of course."

Type 14 and Yuein nod.

"But it's just great to realize it before me specializing in sound"

"Naturally."

The look on the face of type 14 remains unchanged. Uh, but this guy, he's probably, like, really good at it. You wanted to appeal to what I noticed earlier? Really, I don't know if you want to see kids, or, I don't know, I'm sorry that Yuein followed me.

We hurry to where the reaction came from.

That was the basement.

The deepest part of the basement, at the end of the hidden staircase - where the main body as the demon tribe of Fumikon was sealed.

"Oh, King Lan, are you all right?"

And there was Fumikon.

There was a fumicon dressed like a boy leaning against a gut with a bumpy leg. I don't see anything suspicious or strange about Fumikon in a boy.

"Oh, I'm Just Back"

"King Run, the others... no, well, just King Run back safely... hmm?

The look on Fumikon's face he was talking about turns into something surprising along the way.

"Is that Yue?

'I am Yuein, do you know me?

Yuein and Fumikon know each other? Looks like Yuein doesn't know about Fumikon for the sake of...

"No, good if you don't know. This is a mistake."

Fumikon in the boy is shaking his head beside him. Hmm, don't worry a bit. But first, I have to ask you something.

"Where did everyone else go?

Fumikon snorts at my words.

"Some of them moved to the Imperial Capital..."

Oh, well. I wonder if Emperor Zenla won the Frou and regained the Empire. Are some of them going back to Empire City? Well, I think you're acting a little too fast.

"Some evacuated to the port town of Zedia..."

Well, I guess my predictions weren't wrong either.

"The rest of the chosen ones are asleep with my countrymen."

Hmm?

"What do you mean, sleep?

"King Lan, you're right. Let them sleep until it's time to wake up."

No, so, what does that mean?

"It's beyond the master's comprehension. Explain it from scratch so even the master can see it."

Type 14 knocks the stone poke of the world's wall spear to the ground and threatens it. No, you know, don't give me a break to say it like I'm an idiot.

"Hmm. The goddess said sink this world and let it regenerate once and for all. Then I wrapped this castle in a barrier so that we could survive it, and after it was all over, I let everyone sleep to wake up alive."

I see. What, huh? That would mean abandoning the people who headed to the port town of Zedia, the people who returned to the Empire City, and the other inhabitants, wouldn't it?

"King Run, do you think about the others? The place is limitless, you can't save everything. I don't know what else to do."

Hmm. I hope that's what they say...

Even so, it's as if you knew this was going to happen. Sorting out who survives in a newly regenerated world - it's like an ark (arkship) in a mythical story. If I were you before, I might have thought that was Fumikon.

'I see, is that what happened? I'm sorry, I made a hole in that barrier when I came in here.'

"Ho, ho, ho. That's King Run, you're the same! I'll fix it in a minute."

Fix an open hole, or what? Fixing it means you're not letting me out - put me to sleep like everyone else here.

"Fumikon, its sleeping though."

"Don't worry, King Run. Open up the size of King Lan and his companions for the Goddess Crusade, and we'll have it ready."

I'm ready for that. It's as if you knew we were going to lose home.

Fumicon.

Fumikon moves. Will I go outside and even block the hole in the barrier I opened?

Fumikon is going through our side and into the hidden passage.

By the way.

I call that fumicon from behind.

"What is it, King Run?"

By the way. Does the name Fumichov Constantine sound familiar to you?

Fumicon stops moving.

"There may have been such a name among our fellow Demons."

Right. You're not telling me you're not here.

"King Lan, what have you done with yourself?

Fumikon doesn't move.

"No, I won't."

Fumicon.

Puppet madness fumicon.

Most of the demons - no, all of the demons were enclosed in permanent frozen earth, and only phantoms (avatars) operated in the outside world. Only Fumikon existed in the form of demons, sealed in this castle and outside the permafrost. Yes, only Fumikon was in the outside world. And he developed phantoms (avatars), he knew old magic, he knew about goddesses and star beasts - yes, only Fumikon knows too much about them. I know too much.

"Intangibles, Coming Two Nights, Thunder Moon Ying, Yu Ando, Yura Hokujo, Waterless Moon Bus, Big Sky Fang Yen Scarlet, Richard Holmes, how do these names sound to you?

"Hmm. I'm sorry, King Run, but that's the first name I've heard of you. It's a different name."

Fumikon's movements remain stopped.

'Right. Didn't you know? I fought with Fumichov Constantine, the names of nine of them.'

Fumikon slowly turns back here.

The expression was frozen like a noble face.