Story of The Ancient Demon King!

It was ten years ago.

When Oswald was young.

Sitting on the cold floor of his parents' dojo, he watched the two opponents swallow their spits.

"Come on! Come on! Let's see how good you've been, Gerald!!

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A young man with a thin line... against a huge young man standing in his pocket and so thick.

Tie green hair carefully behind you and stand in your bodysuit.

"I can't help but feel the same way in front of me... that's what I'm proud of!!

A straight fist that relentlessly stabs a young man.

……

……

I don't want it to be fine.

"... what are you doing, Dad?"

"Whew!?

Bernard, Gerald's father, sinks with one fist bone.

It inherits a small dojo near Happy City, which also runs a small gambling stadium.

"Oh, grandpa!!

Rushing little Oswald.

"Ah... Oswald...... I wanted to end up being looked after by the best woman..."

"Hmm....?

Leave him alone.

Most of the pupils admire Gerald, who has gone beyond his mentor Bernard since childhood and accumulated legends since his childhood.

Sometimes Bernard challenges Gerald to regain his majesty, but he can't win...

"Hey Gerald, it's about time... Ah, the master is down again..."

One of the pupils of the bitter smile walks to Bernard.

Gerald's childhood mentor, he has long admired a gentle Bernard.

"Come on, don't embarrass Oswald. Please get up early. Didn't you say you had a deal with the general today?

"Yes, that's right. I can't keep you waiting for a woman."

Rise and shine, and go to the back of the dojo to get dressed... carried by the underlings.

"Hey, look at you with Lana so your dad won't be too late."

"Ah, yes!

Oswald follows Bernard on his father's usual instructions.

Gerald wasn't late at the casino, so Bernard was supposed to see Oswald and the kids in the middle of the night and during the day.

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The usual tavern.

A small shop in the corner of Happy Street that people know about.

"Lana, please don't eat me!

"Shut up! If I was on a plate, it'd all be Lana's!

Whether you take it to the person in the store or to a regular customer, a fight between children who are used to hearing it at dinner.

"Hey, if it's not enough, I'll still make it for you, so don't argue. Right?"

The bartender's lady arbitrates with a warm smile.

This is also the usual sight.

"It's good to be close. But if you don't always smile in front of a lady, you can't be a first-class gentleman.

"... Lana, who robs us of a little dinner, is almost a goblin, if you classify her broadly."

"Holy shit!!

Lana jumps her small body and strikes Oswald energetically.

A familiar quarrel.

"Toriya! How about it! I'll forgive you just a little!!

"Is apology completely unacceptable!?

A tall Oswald of the same age, ridden by Lana, reminiscent of a small animal.

It's like playing with each other, and I don't seem to be exercising enough.

"Hey, you're going to get hurt.

"Ha ha, here we go again."

Those watching the tavern warmly while stopping.

And when it's time for Oswald and the others to fall asleep, they head home to their dojo.

This is the routine.

"Oswald, what can I do for you tomorrow?

"I... think I'll make it spaghetti."

"Oops, that suits me. Lana will eat meat."

Do you know what it means to say "I like you”? Isn't it completely different.... "

"You're such an idiot....."

"Hmm!?

Oswald, who thought that he would be beaten lightly again by the theory, somehow shouted his insane voice at Lana's stupid words.

"I felt like eating both spaghetti and meat tomorrow. There's no way it's gonna fit like this."

"You're not going to take it again!! You can ask Grandpa for something else!!

"Grandpa Bell's money will be gone!!

Children talk and laugh from street vendors and callers.

There are a lot of people who can't afford it. It's a rare time around here.

"Hey, Mr. Bell. Don't feed the kids."

"I'll make it cheap. Come on! I'll feed the kids!!

Old acquaintances call out to Bernard one after another.

"Hahaha. You see, they're both so healthy that they just ate a lot of food. So I'm going to have another chance to interrupt you. Can I have your services, please?

The laughter becomes louder.

"Nah, hey, Mr. Bell... I need to talk to you for a second...."

"Oh, are you having another couple fight? Bye-bye."

"I'm sorry... Mr. Bernard, right...? I want you to listen to my troubles...."

A scratchy, run-down man and a whore talk to Bernard in fear.

Bernard was a full counselor because he often took care of the people of the pleasure city.

"Of course not. But I have to put the kids to bed, so either after tomorrow..."

But the child in the shadow of the hallway who heard the conversation sneaks up to the glamorous Bernard.

"─!!

"Ah! Wait here!!

Ignoring Lana's call for restraint, a child with Bernard's wallet is planning to escape.

――

"Ugh!?

Oswald used his magic eyes to sew the child's feet to the ground and stop them.

"... you mustn't.

"Oh, I'm sorry..."

Put your hand on Oswald's head with the magic eye in front of the masses and blame him lightly.

"Let's be careful.... oh, no!

And Bernard rushed to the child who fell.

"Are you okay!? Oh, you're rubbing off your knees."

Instead of picking up the wallet, pick up the child and examine the wound.

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"The wound is only on the elbow, so it looks shallow... I'm glad. But don't steal it. Right?"

A child who was afraid to raise his hand clearly was just paranoid.

Bernard sees himself with a smile, but he doesn't know anything about it.

"Yes! Will you go to my dojo tomorrow and inherit my moves? I won't be forced to take the money."

Invite the child to the dojo.

It's the usual thing.

The people of Bernard laughed bitterly.

I really don't hate it at all. I don't hate it.

I don't want to take money, but I buy a dojo to take care of the children.

"You can exercise, and you can meet your self defense skills. Will you come? I also serve homemade rice."

"... I'm going."

When the wondering child nodded hungrily when he heard that he was eating rice, he received his wallet satisfactorily...

"Take this. The maid wrapped what I left behind. [M] It's a little service to get you through tomorrow."

Hand the child what he bought to insert into Gerald.

He smiles at the child who looks back often to see if it's really okay, and waves his hand lightly, "Go."

It was a sight I often saw in the pleasure city.

Until the church was built nearby, it was Bernardo's dojo where the children of Happy City gathered during the day to call it practice.

"Hey ~, you've got more students. I'm just blessed with the legacy of the genre."

"I don't know, to Belle...."

"Hey! Take this with you!

Plug-ins that are unexpectedly sent from various places.

The soldiers who were on guard also laughed bitterly at their favorites.

Bernard was loved by the pleasure city.

An affection in a pleasant city full of junkies and outlaws.

Oswald looks up at his grandfather with a smile on his face.

Young Oswald believed and did not doubt that this pleasant routine would last forever.

But those who were beaten up by Gerald are not.

An undercover organization struggling with revenge, but Oswald's magic eyes sell.

Magic Eyes are expensive to sell to those who want them.

It would be more expensive if it were a child.

Those behind Oswald's watch as to why he could be taken hostage...

"... hey"

"Ahh...."

Even if you take Gerald, it's worth targeting.

"............ nh? Lana?"

I can't see Lana behind Oswald.

I'm familiar with what I was supposed to be.

It's just a mistake.

The kidnappers first noticed that Lana, who cried out to stop her, had used her magic eyes.

"Hey, hey! Mr. Bell! You and this girl were taken by two men!

A man in a poor state jumped out of the back alley lying side-by-side, showing his eagerness.

"Excuse me!?

"Lana!?

According to the man, he was a newcomer to an organization that Gerald had previously retaliated against.

"─!!

"Oswald!?

There was no choice in Oswald at this time.

My dear childhood friend was taken away.

Then I'm going to help, that's all.

"Wait!! Kh!?... I'm sorry. I need to ask you something right away."

"Say anything! Mr. Bell always takes care of me!

"Hey, what's up, Mr. Bell? Do you need any help?

"... Mr. Bernard, is something wrong?

Ask people in street stalls, casinos, and brothels about Bernards' unusual behavior.

In order to return a little gratitude for everyday life, I named myself after you.

"Comfortable... Then please tell my son about this. To my best son I can count on."

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Oswald used his small body to get into the Asia of Lana's abducted tissue.

It seemed to be just a whorehouse, but it had an office on the top floor of the four-story building.

Stealing the eyes of employees and members, Oswald arrived on the fourth floor and listened to the most splendid doors...

"Stupid bastard!!

"Hmm!?

Suddenly I'm about to raise my voice to anger.

Inside Oswald's door to his ears, the boss of the back tissue was yelling at the young people.

"Holy shit!! I can't even weigh the risks and profits!!

"Su, I can't stop!!

"Phew...... and nobody saw it, right?

"Ha, yes! I saw Jijii rolling around, but nobody else did!

"Nh!! Don't let them see you!!

The boss seeps and yells.

"Nh...."

"You must have relieved me!! Don't get tissue involved!!

The other day, two young people were beaten to pieces by Gerald.

It was the organization's policy not to involve Gerald in any way.

"But if you have magic eyes, you can be a hostage, and if you sell anything....."

"I don't suppose that Gerald can handle the hostage. Whether my father is attacked or injured, that bastard is as good as ever. Besides... if we had witnesses, Gerald would still be here!! How could I sell it at such a time!!

"I'm sorry!!

"Hah, hah, hah... So... where's the devil-eyed kid?"

The angry boss asks where Lana is.

"Ha, yes, in the next room for now....."

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It has been decided to dispose of the two newcomers who cannot be used.

The question was what to do with Lana, who had grabbed her.

"... hey"

"Yes"

Tell the oldest of the subordinates surrounding the newcomers.

"Kill these kids together. Then throw it in a river no one can see."

"Oh no!!

"Boss!?

Now that I've returned Lana, Gerald will crush the tissue without completeness as a token.

Then let's kidnap the newcomer who broke down the door at will for the sake of rejoining, and kill him by another organization along the way to penetrate the unknown.

Pretty painful to say, but the boss decided it was the best.

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"... Lana, Lana!"

"Nh,... nnh, nnh!

Oswald wakes Lana sleeping with her hands and feet tied and her mouth shut.

"Shh! I'm here to help. I'll get out of here."

"Phew, thank goodness... He's my brother's son."

"Be quiet. They're in the next room."

"Nh!!

Holding his mouth shut, he waited for Oswald to cut his leg rope with a knife.

"Almost..."

……

Be careful not to hurt Lana, but move the knife quickly.

"... aren't there more kids?"

"" Hmm!?

A thick, plucked voice emerged from the door.

Oswald, sweaty, stood and stared at you with Lana on her back.

……

"Hey, you're Gerald's son... What the hell is going on?

If there are a few men with bloody swords, and there are dozens behind them.

I can't win.

As Gerald's son, Oswald is taking quite a few steps, but being a child is no different.

There is no such thing as a child like Gerald.

"... shit, that's enough. Kill them all."

"Nh...."

"Hih...."

Gerald will never stop giving it back to me as much as he does to my son.

Two frightened children walk by.

"......!"

"I'm sorry, Lana. It's my fault... But...."

Oswald prepares and grasps the knife again to protect Lana.

"You didn't have luck, kid. - Bye."

A man raised his sword.

At that time, the next window breaks.

――

"Gah...!?

Something like a small arrow was ejected from the jumping shadow, piercing the neck of the man who was about to be cut.

"... what can I do for our children?

A man standing up asks with a cold voice.

A change from the usual soft atmosphere.

"... Bernard Arch"

He releases a sharp lethality and confronts those behind it.

"Grandpa!!

"Beh, belloeeeeeee...."

"Sorry to keep you waiting. Just a little more patience. Gerald, you'll be here soon."

The conversation between the children and Bernard brings the boss of the organization closer together.

"Damn it!!... I'll have to do it now. Collect the numbers! These guys are gonna kill Gerald too!!

"Really...?

"If Gerald's coming, that's all he's got!! Kill him and we'll all be here!! Hungry!!

I can get the pleasure city into my hands.

With that sweet honey hanging down, there is momentum in the frightened subordinates.

"... uuuu!!

"Ha!!

With the sword pointing, he throws the bottom of his palm on the side of his face.

"Cut, cum..."

"Gerald, you don't have any enemies, but I'll do whatever you want with me."

The fallen man blinded himself and told the head of the organization.

"... hey!! What the fuck! Surround me and kill me!!

The fury kills the members of the organization to Bernard.

"What the fuck!!

"Gowah!?

But even if it opens the dojo.

Even though they are old, they can't reach the sword and they're just being knocked down.

Steady approaching the boss.

"Shit!! Still no reinforcements!?

When I look at the number of people around me, I find two more people who are impaired.

"... hey, just the kid, do it first"

"Then I'll do it."

A good man stepped in on the boss's orders and headed for Oswald and the others.

"......!!

No particular emotion, easy work and walking... a man swinging a mass-produced cheap sword.

"Kh!!

――

Bernard, who was on the loose, immediately stopped.

I'm not a bit lost.

Two darkeners hidden in the sleeves of both hands.

Hidden crossbow.

I used one at the time of entry.

Now is another time to use it.

"Hmm!? * Giggle *...."

A small arrow pierces Oswald and Lana's sword.

"Oh, grandpa!!

"Bellows.............................."

Lana's pleasure stopped calling Bernard.

"Are you okay?

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The usual smile.

The soft expression of Bernardo in the moonlight.

From his belly ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Grandpaaaaaaa!!

Oswald's crying.

Bernard's way of fighting was calculated.

As a martial arts teacher, Bernard is an ordinary man.

There shouldn't have been room for multiple opponents, and the movement and position of the opponent were adjusted to maintain a critical advantage.

Tactics like doing things steadily one by one.

Move away from the back, sometimes use a desk or chair, and reduce the number of fights you can't take at once.

If that gear goes a little crazy...

"Ugh...... hah!!

"Giggle!?

From behind, he turned to the man who had pierced his abdomen and kicked him.

There was strength in it.

It's not what I've calculated my spare power for so long... it's the power to squeeze out the last force in the time I have left.

"Belloeeeee... belloeee..."

The overflowing tears wet Lana's face.

It overflows when you wipe or wipe it.

……

Lose the word.

The bluishing Oswald is a dream, that's all.

"Hahhhhhh!!

He no longer has the health to dodge, but takes slashes one after the other.

Warm blood is scattered.

"Ha, ha, ha..."

"No, what is this guy...? Why don't you just die..."

However, Bernard gains strength every time he receives a wound.

Sure.

Burn the remaining few lives and transform them into strength.

"Phew... Hey, Korah!! Don't be afraid..."

The door blows.

Everyone's gazing at you.

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"Ah... Gerald... So, this is my son....."

On Gerald's arrival, holding the organization's men in both hands, Bernard overstepped his limits.

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……

The gaze is crossed.

entrusted gaze.

Inherited gaze.

There is no word, eyes and eyes cross for a second.

"......!!

"Gaaaahh!?

He threw the man in his hand, crushed a few of his men, and Gerald began to go mad.

The usual legend is so intense that it starts to burst into excessive rage to push and kill.

Shake humans and wipe out enemies.

It's the monster business, but Gerald won't stop.

"Hey!?

"─!!

I can't use anything that broke my bones and made my meat soft.

Once again, the only person in this room without a weapon is identified as a weapon and grabbed by his feet.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

This is Gerald's weapon, the culprit of the organization.

Your whole body will be shattered, your arms will bounce, your blood will shed tears, and you will be shaken until it is judged that you can't use it any more.

"Grandpa...."

"Belgii, it's okay. It will heal. Hey, hey."

Gerald, who killed enemies in the room, leaves the room looking for the remnants, then crawls to Bernard, where Oswald and Lana lie.

To Lana, who shakes and speaks to Bernard, Bernard returns with a gentle smile.

"... I'm sorry... that's it for me..."

"Nh!!

Oswald was expecting the usual “don't worry” word.

Tears erupt like a weir.

"No!! Nyahhhhh... no..."

Lana cried as she continued to shake Bernard's bloody body.

"... my wish has come true..."

Grab Lana's hand and tell her gently.

"Finally... the best woman... took care of me..."

"Belgiiiiiiiiing..."

The usual teasing.

At the moment of death, no, Bernard never bends the course.

"That's... with my proud grandson... the best way to end it..."

Reach out to the crying Oswald.

"Oswald... you're ruining handsome...?

"... uncle..."

Wipe Oswald's tears with cold fingers.

"It's about time... I fell asleep..."

"Hmm!? Wait!! Please wait!!

Finally, hold Oswald and Lana's head.

"... please tell Gerald..."

That is the end of Bernard's words.

"... thank you for your best life..."

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A cemetery just outside the city.

Many, many different people shed tears.

Dojo gangsters, casino employees, people from nearby taverns and restaurants, people in pleasure towns, soldiers and guards.

There's no sign of Gerald.

Because we're still crushing people in the organization.

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In front of the tomb, Oswald and Lana pray hard for happiness with the tears flowing.

All pray for good in meditation.

A tomb buried in white flowers that Bernard liked.

A wind gently strokes the people and rolls up the flowers as a thank-you.

Bernard Arch.

He was the most beloved man in the pleasure city.

♢♢♢

"... Dad"

He looked up at Gerald Arch, his father, whom he had met for the first time in several years, and whispered without hiding his surprise while poking his buttocks.

Behind you is the Arch Chee, a gambling stadium that has become much more prestigious than it was when you were.

"I want to change." You don't look different when you leave. "

The words of Gerald, the father of Oswald's breasts.

……

If it were true, I would have asked for help to save my friend.

But....

"... what is it? Tell me if you need anything."

My father, Gerald, had more scars than I've ever seen.

That father is wrapping his bandages around.

My father's blood only seeps a few times.

Whether you feel the same strength or not, I want you to help us... and the words won't come out of the painful wounds.

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"... that's a pathetic side. It doesn't matter if you get lost. I'm going."

Gerald tries to buy breakfast instead of busy Marco.

"Nah, why is that?!! I'm lost because it's important!!

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She stopped her legs and turned back to Oswald, screaming at the frustration of the cut feathers.

"... if it's really important, you don't have time to get lost."

"Nh...."

Words don't come out.

I don't think it's wrong, but I can't say it's wrong there.

I wonder if it is weakness.

Weakness that cannot be disputed even if it is correct.

Weakness that does not calm down.

Weakness that can't even make a decision.

Weak enough to face the enemy from the front in the first place.

Even though I am just as familiar with childhood as I was then, I am in a critical situation.

"Now you're gonna cry?

I told you I couldn't handle it, but I understand that best.

If you make a decision, you'll be lost.

Gerald penetrates his only pride with his innate arms.

A hero and black knight sitting far away.

I have nothing to be proud of.

Even this magic eye put Lana in danger and killed her grandfather.

"Dad doesn't get lost... because he's strong... Because it's strong enough to twist down the irreversible mistake....."

A weak voice throwing up in trembling tears.

In reality, the mortal grandfather died protecting himself and Lana.

It was... Gerald who saved me.

"I don't know how the protective side feels about the protective side... definitely..."

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A man who protects his brother-in-law and organization and goes before everybody when he is a boy.

Everything is different from a man of such a different personality in his way of thinking and living.

Yes, I thought so.

"... can you be proud of yourself now, tomorrow?

"Eh...?

Gerald murmured in the heavenly sky.

"Are you (...) proud of who you are now, or are you proud of who you are tomorrow, or can you walk with your chest up from now on... My father used to tell me that."

"To Grandpa...."

My grandfather Bernard gave Gerald something to advise him... and Oswald couldn't imagine.

Remembering Bernard smiling in the clear blue sky, Gerald continued.

"I bought all the fights that I had been selling for a long time and I was in trouble. I didn't feel particularly uncomfortable because I couldn't lose. I was only thinking so much that the little villain would be able to see less and feel clearer....."

Gerald talks long enough to think that Oswald is unusual.

Many of the words are not as powerful as usual, and I even feel weak somewhere.

"After that, I didn't think about it."

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"You know that now.... winning is easy, but if you do it halfway, then you buy a grudge. Revenge in retribution... changes the target (...)"

Those who feel they can't beat Gerald are targeting their families and brother-in-law.

The first target was... Bernard.

"It wasn't until I was a kid that I realized my father was being targeted. I saw the blood flowing from my father's arm and knew what I was doing.... then I don't know what to do anymore. It's only natural that he had a brain when he was violent."

It was easy to imagine from his words that Gerald was confused when he was in the middle of nowhere without knowing the correct answer to what to do, what to do, what to do, and how to move.

"That's when my father told me."

Tell Oswald of his father's soft, warm smile.

"Am I lost? I don't know. When I got lost, my father always pushed me to go the right way. Am I on your side? It was that father who always ran to wipe his ass."

Rather than Oswald, the parent-child bond that no one had expected at all.

"Would you like me to make an irrevocable mistake? Whose fault is it that the thugs have come to be targeted? You and Lana were targeted... because of who killed my father."

Gerald's gaze slightly narrowed and overlooked, and Oswald's dazzling gaze intersected.

I now know for the first time who mourned Bernard's death more than anyone.

I know that I felt more responsible for Bernard's death than anyone else.

My voice is not trembling.

My eyes are not moist either.

But for some reason it seemed to Oswald that Gerald was crying.

"... I won't regret it. Just like my father did, I'll just go through my way of life until I die. Even if my father died, it wouldn't bend."

Gerald's eyes regained their power.

"My father, who died trying to protect the two kids, seemed to deserve to die. I was showing him how he lived. That man didn't bend when he died of his own manners.... a lovely, stubborn, joking bastard..."

Speak to the child with the usual manners.

"--That's the man I chased."

I did not doubt that this man had no yearning but believed in his solemnity.

Everyone believed that even my grandfather was leading the way and taking them on a grand walk.

And finally, my father sends me a word of great heat.

"Are you proud of who you are today and who you are tomorrow?

As my father told me, I will tell my son.

Carved into the chest to inherit.

It is clear that Gerald is still proud of his father.

"What do you think? What are you gonna do, still cry over here? If you have anything to say, I'll ask. Say it."

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Oswald stood up silently.

It was already out when I saw the run-down Gerald, such as answers.

You can't follow me, I'm not kidding.

Burning.

Lost and burning, clears the cloudy mind.

Relieves anxiety and frozen body.

Rush burns and leads to determination.

The inherited words make Oswald rise.

"I'm going..."

"Well, I'm going to buy dinner."

Without asking back as before, Gerald gently turned his heel back.

"... thank you!! Dad!!"

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A full thank you from Oswald who wiped his tears.

The smell of illumination appeared or was it troublesome? I shrugged my shoulders a little.

I let go of that big talent and made a decision again.

What was missing was not hopeful combat power.

I'm ready.

I was prepared to defeat the shock and save Lana, rather than fight without a chance.

"─!!

Oswald runs away.

Stay close to your childhood friends and friends.