Reincarnated into a Werewolf, the Demon Lord Servants

Episode 70

What does it mean that I taught the teacher the answer of "the last door"?

The teacher answered, taking off his hat.

"Look, melene would have dropped my teacup when you were still a child."

Was there?

I feel like I was there.

No, how was it ...

"At that time, I was thinking. Even though Melene did not use any power, the cup shattered. I wonder where that power came from."

Speaking of which, I feel like I had such a conversation.

"At that time, you answered, 'Things at high places have strong power by themselves.'"

Well, I don't remember.

Maybe what I said was potential energy. He learns in junior high school science.

Tea cups at high places have potential energy.

If you drop the cup, the potential energy gradually changes to kinetic energy, destroying the cup.

That's it.

It seems that the teacher understood everything with only my fragmentary explanation.

Energy is not born from nothing but exists from the beginning in an invisible way.

It took less than half a day for the teacher to notice the existence of thermal energy and chemical energy on his own.

It's not just a great sage.

Speaking of which, it was just around that time that the teacher began to study non-specialized magic, such as destruction magic and transfer magic, in earnest.

I'm a lover of things and my disciples all thought, was it for physics research?

"At that time, I thought. Magic might be one of those powers. And life itself."

"Is it life?"

"Left. From the moment you are born, life begins to fall. And it gains momentum and falls to the floor on the last day and shatters."

So that's it. Is it interpreted from life to death as a transformation from potential energy to kinetic energy?

"The broken life is no longer life, but the power of that life has not disappeared. It has changed shape and is still somewhere. Wa

The teacher then puts the stick and opens the door.

It was a small room. The pale light flickers, illuminating the room faintly. It was a quiet space, but I felt some disturbing flow of magic.

A magic circle is drawn on the floor. This is a very old technique. Inefficient emblems, which are no longer used now, are depicted.

The entire magic circle glows pale and pale. The source of light seemed to be this magic circle.

The master stood in the middle of the magic circle.

"This is the magic circle that I use to maintain my life, the magic circle that supplies me. From now on, I close the magic circle and open the" last door. " "

"Is it too?"

"Um. For 'safety'."

Is it safer in the magic circle?

I am afraid, enter the magic circle as told.

The magic circle has a high density of magic. If you use magic violently here, it is a level that can cause runaway.

"Let's go. No matter what, don't get out of here.

"Wow, I understand."

After confirming my reply, the teacher nodded. He began casting spells he had never heard of.

Gradually, the magic circle is wrapped in strong light.

"U, guu ..."

The teacher held his throat down, frowning painfully.

At the same time, the magical powers around him began to move.

An enormous amount of magic is swirling around the teacher and me.

The master steps on a small foot in the whirlpool of magic and speaks in a firm voice.

"Death is not the end. It is only one of the circulating flows of power. Death, bow down before me."

The magic vortex begins to shine. The magical power is running away, and some of the leaked power is turned into light.

"Master!"

When I cried, the whole room was wrapped in a torrent of light.

Dangerous sign.

"Don't worry ... I'm ..."

The teacher's voice can be heard from a distance, even though he should be very close.

Should the ritual be interrupted? It's not too late now.

But I believed in the teacher and endured.

The torrent of light gradually subsided, shining only in the magic circle.

On the contrary, because of the eyes of a werewolf who sees through the darkness, it is too dazzling to see anything. The state of the teacher is still unknown.

I noticed that the room was very cold then.

The exhaling breath is white. Frost is on the floor and walls of the room.

And the light completely disappeared.

The master is standing in a magical circle that is still pale. Nothing has changed in appearance. Has my skin turned a little white?

But the moment I saw it, I knew that the teacher had undergone a complete transformation.

As the teacher held his hand, the room's temperature began to drop immediately. Light shines around the teacher. The water vapor in the air freezes, generating diamond dust.

Probably it absorbs the surrounding heat.

"Was it like this ..."

The master muttered and looked at me.

"I understood life as one of various powers. Life is power and power is life. If we absorb various powers, we can spin life."

As the teacher lowered his hand, the drop in room temperature stopped.

"I'm no longer annoying to my neighbors because of out of magic, and almost no one can beat me now. This is my last door."

In other words, the teacher has become a magical vortex.

The magician, the life force, or the physical energy, the master sucks them all in and swallows them.

The teacher has transcended both life and death.

There is nothing at the center of the vortex.

I barely answer.

"And then, my teacher ... it has become ridiculous ..."

"Well, do you know?"

The teacher smiles.

"To me, the life of others is also a mass of power. You can see what this means?"

"I understand"

All life and calories are the bait for the teacher.

That is not all.

Heat energy from flames. Kinetic energy from the arrow.

It also absorbs energy from enemy attacks and neutralizes it, restoring its own power.

Isn't that a crazy cheat ability?

The master had the ability to absorb magical power for a long time. That's what sucked the magic from the weapons of the heroes.

But, no way.

"That master"

"What is it?"

"Maybe the hero has become something he can't defeat?"

When I asked him, he shook his head and shook his head.

"This 'whirlpool' is not that big. Its main purpose is to recover. If you try to inhale more power than your whirlpool, you can't stand myself. Let's destroy the 'vortex'

Is there a limit to absorbing attacks?

"What's more problematic is my personality. Even the lives of humans and demons can feed my present. That could have a negative effect on my personality."

"Don't hate me, please don't do that"

I can't even see a crazy Demon King.

But the teacher laughs.

"As long as I have the same kind of connection to the people around me, there's no way I can indiscriminately breathe life. Melene is a vampire, but isn't that something like that?"

"Oh, that's true."

Then the teacher coughs and looks at me gazing at me.

"Well, you know, do you understand?"

"What is it?"

"It's a dull guy. I'll make it with everyone so that I won't go crazy."

"Isn't it all right?"

"U ... um, right."

The teacher looked a little disappointed, but continues.

"Of course, safety measures were taken."

"What kind of safety measure is it?"

"I was in the magic circle with me earlier, and I'm perceived as a part of the" vortex. "Therefore, my" vortex "takes away my power. I can't do it. "

"Huh? That means ..."

The teacher smiles.

"Left. Your only attack can hurt me, regardless of its power. I can beat me with a bite of fangs."

Why did the master bother creating such weaknesses?

Oh, I understand.

"If I drown in power or go crazy because of the pressure"

"Teacher, really?"

"I want you to destroy me with your power."

Did that come after all?

"What if I disappear with the 'vortex' has no effect on me. 'The vortex' just recognizes me as part of myself and is actually a different thing. Just because

"No, I'm not worried."

"If it's destroyed anyway, I want you to send it to your disciple at the end."

When I say that, I can not refuse anymore.

But can I entrust something so important to me?

"What if I go crazy for power and want to destroy the teacher?"

Then the teacher sighs as if she was stunned.

"What a stupid question, what would you do?"

No, I don't mind being so believable.

"If there is no need for me to destroy me, then there must be a good circumstance. In that case, it will be obediently destroyed and disappear in void."

No no no.

Even if said to be fun.

"Um, it was a good idea, but I feel reassured that if I make a mistake, a trusted person will take control.

Well, this is full of anxiety.

"As a Deputy Secretary of the Demon King, is it a perfect role?"

"That's right ..."

If I was careless, I was forced to play a great role.