The words contained deep seeping despair and a sense of giving up.

"Kill, couldn't you............?

Brad leaned over.

Marie nods at my words.

"Will. Your prediction is the right one. Amazingly, from what to what, we call it the perfect operation for gas at the time.

As you expected, Gus took advantage of all the elements that were visible and handled the possibility of killing the King properly. "

And in fact, the operation was a success, Marie says in a calm tone.

"However."

Far away, voices that look at something vain.

"But the elements I was seeing, they weren't all. The Upper King was a monster that even exceeded Gus' expectations."

This time, really, there's no word.

Cheats don't even come up with words like that.

... What the hell is that?

"Representing his nature, The Upper King tore away the appearance of a child and took the appearance of an ugly alien warrior. And the………"

Marie mumbles like she can't say, and Brad takes over the rest.

"The real King was more of a swordsman than me."

Brad looked at the distance.

Does it recall the battle against the Upper King?

But.

"... it won't arrive. I've slashed each other many times with a big opponent, but this was the first time I didn't get one"

I can't imagine.

Brad's no match?

What kind of skill is that?

How much pile up can you get to that height?

"This demon sword cuts the sky, and the demon sword of Arimoto chops this way, which he pulled with the" Word "he retrieved over there.

"Outside, one of our walled companions is shredded after another."

Brad's voice is like a bad nightmare.

"You can make as many excuses as you want, huh?

The opponent is the "King" of the "King's Rank" of the Demon, you think he has different physical abilities?

Because the demon sword I took was a different kind of broadsword than the one I usually use. "

But Brad says.

"I had enough support from the magic of Gus and Marie's prayers.

Already in the "King of the Upper Kings" stage of the appearance of a kid, he also inflicted hand wounds on the carpet. "

The same is true of those who have excuses.

Yes, Brad said.

"On top of that... only slightly, maybe, a little bit of him was up there.

While I was alive, I couldn't deliver... "

It must be a deep, tragic wound engraved in Brad's heart.

It was the first time Brad, who was always bright, kept talking in such a sinking tone.

"I still think about it. What was missing from me and what should I have done………………"

Marie lay her eyes down and didn't say anything.

I couldn't tell you anything.

"But it's too late.... Will, you know too"

The undead (...), does not grow (...).

No matter how much Brad thinks.

No matter how much you wave your sword.

"My sword has stopped here."

Brad will never climb a step further than King Upper.

Silence falls. And………

"And when our defeat thickens,"

Marie picks up the silent Brad story and speaks up.

"Gus and I did our best to seal the Upper King. Even if I can't kill him, at least..."

That means Gus and Marie gave up (...) Brad's (...) victory.

I am well aware that the three of them have deep trust and respect for each other's personality and abilities.

That they, their peers should demonstrate their abilities, on the biggest stage.

How much did it feel to say, 'I can't do it with your abilities'?

"Fortunately...... the procedure was a success.

Swallow by the rift of the earth caused by Martel's miracle, The Upper King was sealed deep in the land. "

That is the end of the Devils' "King", which conquered much of this continent.

"But we also knew that it was just a buy of time.

Many daemons are wizards who use the Word or powerful clerics who serve the Dimensional God.

Those in charge of the outer walls have already been debated, and it is only a matter of time before they come to us "

And if the three of them are discussed, what happens?

"And then the demons will stop by and take the time to unseal their Upper King.

Me and Gus did nothing but suffer. "

Marie's tone was also mixed with deep remorse and despair.

"............... we, at the end of the day, could not believe Brad"

No matter how unlikely you are, you should have believed in the possibility of Brad's sword reaching the Upper King until the last moment.

Marie's voice said yes.

"And..."

Wood withers blow.

My body was completely chilled because I kept talking for a long time.

"And. As if to bruise us like that......"

Chills rush through your body.

"The Tree Spirit (Echo) of the Immortal Stagnate descended."

"The faction of the wicked gods is not a single rock.

Each of them moves under a different philosophy, and if their interests match, they cooperate, but vice versa. "

"It must have been inconvenient to be a stagnate. The Superior King was too strong.

He is a monster who can slaughter and kill while laughing, though he may be God's Wood Spirit. "

That dominates one continent as the family of the dimensional god Deerigma, and stretches his forefinger to the next.

The longer it takes for an army to swell up, the more domination of the two continents will or will be accomplished.

Besides, the body that exchanges it is such a monster that even the gods suffer from killing.

"If the Superior King was sealed, it would be convenient, but Immortal brought us a deal.

"The Immortal, what?

"... you're good, so be immortal and join our camp.

Then I will destroy all the elephant demons in this city.

All you have to do is stay put and keep the seal as sealed as you like with your immortal body. "

"The Immortal Stagnate was once in the good faction, but God couldn't stand to see the tragedy of life and death go the wrong way.

We hope to immortalize every outstanding soul and create a world without tragedy that has stagnated forever…… "

We were expected to be immortals, Marie said.

Brad shrugged his shoulder wondering if it would be more right if he got his eyes on him.

"There was no choice.... We took his hand."

Marie said someday.

They say they are the traitors of the good faction.

He betrayed Martel, his own god of faith.

… that is, at this moment.

It was done at this time, it was a contract.

"And we became immortals.

I was chopped up with meat in the Upper King, and I went straight to a skeleton full of bones.

Marie was undead while burned by Martel's flames, or to the mummy.

And Gus wasn't obsessed with his old flesh anymore, he became a ghost. "

Brad sarcastically says he's the finest immortal, all of whom keep their lifetime intelligence completely intact.

"The Immortal bastard swept the town straight away.

The demons at lower levels have been overwhelmed with their overwhelming divine authority and become undead. "

… so even now, there was a demon undead wandering around in town.

Everything connects.

The reason for what I've seen so far is revealed.

"That made us... guardians of the Seal of the Upper King. The body of immortality."

At first, Demons and others who were under the "Upper King" trying to unseal the seal came to the town every now and then, but they said they had repelled all of them.

No tiredness, no sleep, even the wound heals on its own if it is not completely destroyed.

There were no more enemies in the three who became the top undead, fearing not even the light of day.

"That's 200 years.

Bury the companions who once challenged The Upper King, and the town will have gas stretching a magical vigilance net...

We kept this city sealed. "

"That's all I had to do.

We were tied up in this city, and we couldn't get away from it more than a certain amount, and we couldn't magically explore what was going on out there.

Has the human area of the South Mark continent perished? What happened to the northern Glassland continent? I don't know anything. I stayed.

The three of us have already discussed how to destroy humanity. That's where I was... "

"There he is, where he is?

"You're here, Will. … the demons who brought you here, to be exact."

... Oh, is that what happened?

"Okay, I get it."

Perfectly, in my head, the information was connected.

"I mean, I was sacrificed to unseal The King."

That's why there was a baby.

Such a secluded, endless ruin.

"... haha, you can't help but say that then, can you?

It's hard to say to me, a child on a boulder, 'You were the sacrifice of the devil,' both of you. "

To put it brightly, the atmosphere between Brad and Marie was just a little soothing.

"Yes, I was reluctant to do this, even though I was rattled with boulders."

"Don't call me a rat, you son of a bitch."

The usual interaction returns.

"We had a bit of an argument with Gus after the demons, but we decided to protect and nurture you, Will."

Gus used to make a little evil sword about me.

At this time, it seems that the rubbing caused it.

"The fact that the demons were able to bring you………"

"I mean, there's a human area somewhere nearby."

The baby is weak and brittle.

When it comes to demons that can use magic, there will be limits to transporting whatever it takes.

That was evidence that mankind was still alive somewhere.

"Of course, I don't know how humanity is doing. He may be treated like a slave by the families of the evil gods..."

"You can send him there after you let him gain strength, just to survive in that situation.... like this."

That's how I am now.

I mean, that's what happened.

The mystery was solved.

… the past and present were connected by a single thread.

From now on, I'm headed to a human society that has survived a stormy mayhem.

With the power entrusted to me by Brad, Marie, and Gus.

Step into a new life.

…… one day.

One day, we'll come back to this town.

Let's bring family and friends and introduce them to the three of us.

Maybe we can rebuild this town again.

Someday, I'm sure...

"Forget about us. Have fun with the living."

"Will. Be happy, and remember to pray with good intentions."

... Huh?

"You were the best apprentice. Even today's exam is, well, content is my loss.

... You smart son of a bitch, I love you. Be strong. "

Brad brutally stroked his head.

"In the meantime, I was happy to be most of my family.

Will, pretty boy.... my mother loves you. "

Marie embraced me softly.

"Eh? Wait."

Wait a minute.

Why.

The two of you, like,

"It's like a final breakup………………"

At that time.

At that time, the sky was overshadowed by thick dark clouds.

It was an unnatural cloud movement.

Let's go up the hill. The wind starts to swirl.

The laughter sounded.

An unpleasant, multiplying laugh with mixed noise.

From the void, darkness erupts.

The creepy black smoky darkness of the volcano gushes.

People are knitted out.

Young man. Unnaturally even body.

Blue skin, as if there was no blood through it. Eyes that stared.

[... Are we done breaking up? Heroes]

Just saw what it looked like.

Just by hearing that voice.

As they grabbed my soul, I couldn't move.

"……… Ooh."

"Go ahead. I'm ready."

Neither did Brad and Marie, nor how they resisted.

I can't do anything as if my whole body was frozen.

The one in front of me is too overwhelming.

The soul understood that it was beyond the power of man.

[You guys finally lost your obsession (...)]

I don't know what's going on.

But we have to move.

[In accordance with the contract]

We have to move.

[Here and now]

Brad, Marie.

[That soul.]

Why can't I move?

Move, move.

Move it... Move it, you know.

[In my hands………]

Ah, oh.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....................................

"-" Destruction, be there. "

The impact burst towards the blue and white man, and the dust bounced and flew with the roar.

[……… Hmm]

A picture of the hill is turned miserably, and the dust falls as the dust swells.

I didn't hit him.

The man neglectfully repositioned himself about 10 m away and just whined a word like a hundred million bucks.

Not me.

I'm not moving.

I couldn't move.

I'm still shivering.

"It's Will. … take Brad and Marie and stay back."

I see the back of a translucent spirit body.

It's a familiar back.

He's a bigot, he's a money-keeper, he's got a bad mouth. He was about to be killed.

"Rest assured."

Around it is a dense mana that winds a vortex.

Open your hands wide to exercise great magic.

With a resolute voice, he said.

"I'll take care of him."

It's my beloved grandfather, Gus.

… Augustus the Wise was there.