Okitara 20nen Nandesukedo! Akuyaku Reijo no Sono Ato no Sono Ato

I have memories of a previous life.

A world without magic, in a country called Japan.

He lived as just a human being and died as just a human being.

Though the company was held to be the "Queen of Accounting Division," after all, it is only the company's gear.

He was often swung irrationally by his superiors, and each time he felt frustrated and chewed up helplessness.

- In my previous life, I was a normal person.

Not only strength (light), but also weakness (darkness), everywhere, just a woman.

But that's why I'm so proud of that whole life.

It is very common for a human being born with both power and will to show his ability to do so.

What would really be worth it would be the way a person who isn't, scratched, frustrated over and over again, still stands up "not yet".

I can tell you that my last life was, without a doubt, wonderful, although I'm not a great man or anything that would make my name for history.

Yeah.

I'm not the only one in my past life.

He, she, and you - all living and living are equally heroes.

With a balance of light and darkness, I tread through my life as I glimpsed to the swings of my left and right.

That's what humans are for.

Throughout my previous life, I understood that.

Light (Tsukusa) and darkness (Yawasa) are all backwards and backwards, both of which are a glow to love.

So, if so.

"The Devil's Sword, I recognize your existence. As the son of darkness, give me your full strength."

To me, darkness is no longer an enemy to be eliminated.

It's easy to follow the darkness because I'm human again, too.

Look, I can do it.

The Devil's Sword is taking on a new life.

The abyss-like blade had always been painted in a beautiful pale black like the starry sky.

Holy sword on your left.

Demon sword in your right hand.

Infinite positives and infinite negatives.

Maximum output of course.

I would never give up.

Together with chanting, they release two conflicting forces.

Can you survive, Evil God?

"-" The Myth of Genesis (Mute Snort) - The Sword of the Dawn Goddess (Fioria) "

Gold and pale black.

The twin runs like a flood at the end of the world, pushing everything (everything).

No.

It is harmony.

Darkness for light, light for darkness.

Neutralize, calm, and stabilize the attack of the flag.

... not only.

A miracle that will heal the world itself, if it can be compared.

The battle so far had turned the surrounding area into a wilderness, but everything was wrapped up in gold and pale black brilliance, restoring what it should be.

Beautiful meadows in a cool breeze...

The sky is neither golden nor dark, but clear blue to fall out.

The Evil God flag slowly stepped down to the ground.

The figure is no longer a black dragon.

With both light and darkness, the middle road, the dragon of equilibrium.

The scales that wrapped the body were gentle gray.

"You put up with it properly, Fragtal. Ray."

Hehe, and Fioria smiling.

When the light wings were widened, they matched the flag with the height of the eyes.

Slowly reach out and stroke its head.

"Ku......"

A flag that leaks a voice that seems pleasant while seeping through fatigue.

His eyes were narrowed by his sleeping beard... and his body was fading away.

"God, it's something that's biased against either light or darkness."

As if singing a lullaby, Fioria tells in a soft voice.

"Fragtal. You now have both light and darkness. So I can't be a god anymore. - I'm sure you'll be reborn as a human being."

"Klulululu......"

An anxiously throaty flag.

Fioria squirmed, okay, hugging the head of the flag.

"You'll enjoy it much, much better than being a bystander. Because this world is full of many unexpected and many things to love"

The tone is as if I could forgive my sweet little brother for grumbling in goodbye.

Eventually, Fragtal closed his eyes to sleep - quietly, disappearing.

"…… come and see me when I grow up. I'll cook you some handicrafts then."

As he answered Fioria's words, the wind blew through the meadows.

It wasn't just the Evil God flag that was behind the world.

"What is it, that………………"

Being second only to evil gods.

Who can control the darkness.

The culmination of the Demon Clan.

Demon King Death Mile.

He was witnessing a major showdown between Fioria and Fragtal.

It was right around the corner, and they showed it to me.

"Fioria di Florence……………"

Flash.

Flashy.

Leaked out of my mouth at the frontier of oblivion are too deep-rooted questions.

"What the hell is he?"

I still can't figure it out.

"You're out of your mind, absolutely……………………."

Originally, the Evil God summons was supposed to end in failure.

Yet Fioria said, "I don't care how you win like this" and so on, and purposefully summoned the Evil God.

"It's unscrupulous, you mean too little"

There is an overwhelming power difference between man and the evil god that can't be helped.

There is a power difference…… it should be.

That's not like being deluded by temper or guts.

In spite of...

Fioria let him try to outsmart the Evil God flag, just as it naturally would.

"You're crazy. How can a human outrun an evil god?"

Not only did he obey the Holy Sword, but he also played the Battle of Genesis Mythology.

I can't stop trembling.

Dirty.

I was so scared that I was about to spit it out.

If it were me who confronted Fioria, what would have happened to her?

I'm sure, just be exterminated in due course.

Like the Evil God flag, if you can wake up on the earth, you'll have hope.

"I can't!

I can't be like that.

Before you can imagine the possibilities, the idea of giving up occupies your chest.

No longer had the heart of Demon King Desmile completely broken from its roots.

How can I beat someone who couldn't even beat the Evil God?

I can't, I can't, I can't.

I don't want to get involved in that stuff.

I am darkness. A family of darkness.

Out of the reach of light, you just have to be able to live secluded.

Let's live through difficulty in a downright, lazy, smooth, little happiness.

I don't want any more.

So please, miss me.

- Right, let's keep this for you today.

Oh, thank God.

Please leave me alone.

- Soon you will rise. I feel that way. As the Demon King, for the Demon Clan, right?

Such a day will not come forever.

Whatever it is, it will not be resurrected in this world.

At least as long as Fioria's alive............ Hmm?

Wait a minute.

Sa (...) Huh (...) Ki (...) Ra (...) I (...) am (...) who (...) and (...) talking (...) and (...) i (...) ru (...)

- I'm looking forward to your day to challenge me, Death Mile. I'll see you around.

I'll see you around.

That is a very common farewell greeting.

But from this moment on, for Demon King Desmile, it turned into a word equal to a death sentence.

Thereafter, he will be devastated by the fear of “Fioria di Florence”.

Getting over that would require a short time and a lot of inspiration.