The Demon King Of The Frontier Life, Reincarnated To Become The Strongest Mage ~The Former Demon King Who Grows Up While Being Loved Wants To Know The Human~

Two hundred years ago, when Yuki was the patron saint of 'Village of Fira' as Dean-Nosferatu...

"My Lord! I had a baby. Please name him!

"Okay, I'll think about it. Congratulations."

"My Lord! My child's illness has healed and he is safely seven years old. Please, give him your head."

"Okay. This kid tends to be sick. Glad you're feeling better."

"My Lord! My child (Alice) is ten years old. Please, make him your daughter-in-law!

"Oh I know...... get in that hand!!

Dean, who almost nodded unexpectedly, shook his head to the side in a panic.

"Don't put a weird trap on someone else. Lyle!"

"... I was almost there"

Lyle, the village chief of Fira Village, snapped sideways.

"Totally. I'm the village chief so hard, why don't you shake your head vertically once in a while? My Road."

"Use that cancer for something else. Lyle."

"My Lord would be the patron saint of the village!?

"Yeah, but?

"If you are a patron saint, you should be a patron saint and receive our daughter as a offering!? My wife Remilia, like when can Mylord say," I'll have Alice, "and she's preparing a bridesmaid costume-- not at all! When My Road!!

"Don't be the other way around!!

The villagers laugh when they see the two yelling at each other.

For them, because it was the usual sight.

Village chief Lyle has been setting up all sorts of traps trying to make his daughter Alice Dean's wife.

This is the square of 'Village of Fira'.

Today is the first day of the year - the New Year.

The villagers were gathered in the square to get blessings from Dean, the patron saint.

Before Dean, children born in previous years and people whose illnesses have healed form a line.

Everyone sees Dean and Lyle interacting, laughing.

Adults put up cups and children watched the battle between the patron god and the village chief with dried fruit in their hands.

"You guys aren't laughing and watching, either. So you knew about Lyle's operation?

"" "Sa?

The villagers turned a blind eye to Dean's penetration.

"... because it's no longer a village poem."

"... when you see this, oh, I wish it was peaceful,"

"... we just wish My Lord happiness"

"Yes. Did anyone bet on 'My Road Falls on New Year's Eve'? The money is forfeited. The guy who was betting on 'Don't Fall', come and get a dividend -. The magnification is low, but..."

"Gates! You were playing gambling torso!?

My Lord lifts up his voice to the man with the beard who runs through the village.

The man's name is Gates-Coofi. He's a skilled craftsman who lives in a village.

"That's a lot of business talent. You are."

"Come on, I like calculations."

"Why don't you just leave the village and start doing business? You could make a small chamber of commerce."

"This village is cozy. While My Lord is here, I don't feel like leaving."

"It's my fault."

"There's no other village with an immortal patron saint. Even after the guys died, My Lord remembers the guys, right? And he tells the offspring. I'm so relieved."

"... I don't know what human hobbies are."

Dean scratched his head.

Around it the villagers are drinking, eating and enjoying themselves thoughtfully.

There's a big bonfire in the square, but it's Dean's side that brings everyone together.

Snow scatters, New Year's afternoon.

While surrounding Dean, the villagers talk about what happened last year and what they want to do this year. Dean listens to it and answers one by one. Crop management, family health, demonic information, and more. Dean advises the villagers from the experience of living as an 'immortal magician'.

In time, the story will be about the children of the village.

It turns into a story about what each child is good at, what they're good at, whether they like it or not.

"Did you call -? My Road."

"You were talking about us, weren't you?

"You're off studying today, aren't you? Play!"

Eventually, the children who heard their names came together and...

"I didn't call you... 'cause, come on, don't turn people's bodies around! Don't snap your robe! Play with the Bat Corps!

"" 'Goshijun!

There is a noise of bulimia, and countless bats gather.

From then on, the bats will also have a banquet.

The villagers offer dishes, "I'm sorry you always guard the village," "Thank you for playing with the children," and "This is a thank you," and the bats cleverly follow it. The children begin to feed the bats with food on their hands.

Dean, finally liberated, goes to the center of the square.

Grab the stacked firewood and throw it into the fireworks.

The sky is thinly cloudy. The sun isn't out, but winter is such a thing.

The cold this year, it's not that tight. The villagers are not ill either.

This will all make it through the winter safely.

That's enough for Dean.

"... Speaking of which, a traveling merchant was talking about an epidemic."

Sickness will never come to such a nasty village, but I want to take care of it.

Let's go down to the town later and gather some information. The kingdom is powered by groups like the Church of the Sanctuary, and I hate them because they catch vampires - but with that in mind, Dean reloads a pile of firewood.

When I saw it, the skewers I put on the side of the fire were cooked up.

I pulled it through and looked around to see who I was going to feed... staring at myself, I noticed the little girl.

"Just fine. Eat, Alice."

"Does My Lord hate me?

"... what the sudden"

"'Cause you're not telling me you're gonna be my daughter-in-law"

"You..."

"... because"

"Oh, don't cry. Sit here."

Dean slapped the ground next to him, pounding, pounding.

The two stand side by side and lower their hips in front of the bonfire.

"It's not like I hate you or anything, I'm not marrying a human being."

"Why not?

"Because I'm immortal."

"I don't care."

'Cause you guys are gonna die before I do.

"Short life expectancy is the problem?

"Oh."

"Then you should hurry and make me your wife"

"How does that happen?"

"Even while I'm doing this, my life expectancy is diminishing. If Mylord makes me his daughter-in-law soon, we'll be together for a long time."

"You... you're smart"

"Thanks to my lord's education, right?

Alice's little body leans on Dean.

Dean is waiting for the skewered grilled meat on hand to cool down. After so much time, just in case, I breathed a fu, and then handed it to Alice.

"So... if I stopped dying, would you make me your wife?

"... right"

I hope so, Dean thinks.

He is the Immortal Mage. All other humans die before themselves.

If you live 200 years, you're not used to breaking up with people.

It's hard to lose someone you've been watching, because you feel like your immortal self is cheating.

That's why Dean never took his wife.

The closest family dies because it's too much.

Besides, I know my way of thinking and living deviates more than I am human. The more time passes, the greater the deviation will be.

But if they're immortal...

"If it is, you can be my wife."

"Really!?

"Well, I don't think that's possible."

"So it's a confirmation, huh? When I stop dying, you're gonna make me your daughter-in-law, right?

"Oh, yeah"

"When that happens, My Lord will see if I'm not going to die, right?

"Don't be."

"You don't know if I won't die until I'm old enough to die, do you?

"............... hey here"

"Yes, I will now name immortality! My Lord make me your daughter-in-law and see if I am truly immortal!

"Hey, that's sloppy!

"Hmm? So, Mylord can prove that I'm not immortal? If you can, do it. If you can't do it, you can do it. There you go."

"... that's why you said 'I'm not dying', not 'immortality'"

"That's right." Immortality "will prove it."

"Use that wit for something more beneficial..."

Bitter laughing Dean and Alice pressing her body against his shoulder.

"... I'll think about it when you grow up, whether you want to be my wife or not"

"Didn't you tell everyone that?

"So you're too smart. You are."

"Alice will never forget this feeling. I don't mind forgetting it when I grow up. Even if I was reborn, I remember."

"... Alice"

"So if you remember this feeling when you grow up... even when you're reborn, will you be your daughter-in-law then?

"I don't know what I'm talking about."

"sloppy."

"Don't worry. I don't know, but I won't forget."

Dean remembers everything about the villagers he's been with.

I'll probably never forget Alice's promise.

"If I say I won't forget, I will never forget. You can believe that, can't you?

"... yeah"

"Satisfy me with that now, Alice"

"Okay. My Road."

That's what Alice nodded.

Keep your weight with Dean and close your eyes like you're relieved.

(... If I stay this way even as an adult, Alice... I might have to take care of her)

This way, Alice won't marry anyone but Dean.

Besides, Alice is too smart. far beyond his mother Remilia.

When Remilia had an opponent named Lyle, but a child smart enough to hang out with Alice is not in today's 'Village of Fira'. Then Dean will have to take it. Take care of yourself as a guardian - and then Alice will not be old.

Even though it's in front of the fireworks, I imagine the chill runs.

Just because you're immortal doesn't mean you can be dull on people's deaths.

Instead, I just get scared for unforgettable minutes.

Sigh, Dean held Alice so she wouldn't get cold.

"─ So, why are you guys being quiet?

Looking back, the villagers were looking right at us.

With warm eyes, with a gentle grin,

─ ─ And they cupped,

"" Here's to My Lord and Alice's Future!! ""

"Don't do that now! You make absolutely weird sense, you guys!!

In the village square, the sound of a cup meeting and the screams of My Lord echoed.

That was months before Death Tattoo Disease became endemic and The Sanctuary Church interfered with the village.

This is how the New Year of "Village of Fira" passed.