The Immortal Demon King and the Impaired Hero

Once the world was just a wasteland. A barren desolate earth that does not dwell on one of life.

There came down one great life.

One, ten, ancestor, Lord. The original goddess who spawned so many lives throughout the world.

His name is Olivia.

The goddess Olivia produced several lives on a desolate earth.

Some are in the shape of people, animals without intelligence, plants that shape nature, etc. The forms of life born were varied.

The goddess Olivia prayed for the prosperity of the child she had begotten and herself became a watchful being from heaven.

The children who lost their ancestors took each other's hands and pushed the path of prosperity to fulfill the prayers of Olivia the Goddess.

But at one point, the kids started fighting.

The beginning is a child in the shape of a person but with an organ that is not human. It is a rebellion against the goddess Olivia by those who are later called Demons and Beasts.

The children took weapons in their hands, bled and disputed. And the land that drifteth down shall mourn the earth, and shall plant more darkness upon the children. The path of prosperity had at some point turned into a path of ruin.

Olivia, the goddess who saw her own children fight, is angry and weeps.

The wrath of the goddess Olivia rattled the earth and built mountain ranges.

The tears of Olivia, the goddess, exchanged the great river and produced the great sea.

The children who touched the anger and mourning of the goddess stopped the feud. But the groove carved between man, beast man, and demon tribe was too deep, and the walking of the three races was hopeless.

Still, the goddess Olivia hopes that some day there will be eternal peace for her children, and she is still watching from heaven.

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"This is a myth that has long been passed down to the Church."

Closing an old book of clams and biblical fittings, the priest ended a long story.

It was quite a long story, but both Isaiyoi and Evening Incense listened to each other until the end with serious faces. It was Isaiyoi who hoped that there would be about one of the stories wrapped around the Holy Sword in the mythology the priest tells, but the result is empty. The myth itself was a very interesting one, but there was nevertheless an undeniable sense of clap.

Yuka, on the other hand, was tilting her neck firmly to see if she had learned to hook up to the priest's story.

"Um, can I ask you one question?"

"I don't mind."

"Why did the Beasts and Demons start to fight?"

The priest looks like he's in trouble for Yuka's question.

"Actually, I don't understand. One theory tells us that evil gods hostile to the goddess Olivia instigated it, or that they originally had no human intelligence, but the truth is uncertain."

"Really..."

Understanding that there was no point in eating down any more on that answer, Yukata gained a great deal of spear.

Instead, Isaiyoi opens his mouth this time.

"Father, as an individual, what view do you have?"

"Right."

The priest often meditates by raising the bridge of round glasses.

"It's a private view, but I don't think they had as much intelligence or reason as humans. If there had been, there would have been no dispute that would have appealed to violence, and there could not have been a battle that would have bled to no avail until today."

Say it. The priest leaks his sighs as he worries about the world of constant strife. For a priest, I guess the way the world is now contrary to the wishes of the goddess Olivia is lamentable.

"It makes sense."

Isaiyoi showed a relatively positive attitude to the priest's opinion. That seems to have been surprising for Evening Incense, with signs of surprise coming from next door.

Isaiyoi laughs vaguely as he deludes, reaching for his nostalgia.

"Thank you for letting me tell you a valuable story. Not much of this, but take it."

What I took out of my nose was a small wipe bag. The contents contain several pieces of silver coins.

"May you not be guided by Olivia the Goddess."

The priest received a wipe bag with a polite hand from Isaiyoi's hand when he offered one prayer.

"We're going home, Yuka."

"Oh, yeah......"

With Evening Incense, Isaiyoi left the church behind.

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A painting of a district that also falls relatively upstream in Marchelg. One of the districts lined with luxury lodgings was Isaiyoi and Yuka, who had taken the inn.

Unlike Thelmus, there was no comeback of runaway train Evening Incense, and there were two rooms I could afford to take. Yuka insisted that she couldn't give up.

But now, the two of them were gathered in one room. Evening incense, to be precise, was rising into Isaiyoi's room.

Isaiyoi sits in a chair equipped with a sunset incense and its appearance in a fuzzy bed and looks at it with a frightened look. Evening incense has been sitting on the bed for more than an hour after entering the room. Isaiyoi was about to reach the limit of patience.

"How long are you going to be here?"

Cut off the paralysis and Isaiyoi asks Evening Incense.

Yuka woke only her neck and looked at Isaiyoi as she slept one on the bed.

"Nothing... Speaking of which..."

He sits around from his sleeping position, questioning just how concerned he is.

"What do you think of the priest?"

"What do you think,..."

Isaiyoi slowly put his arms together.

"I called it a myth, but most of that stuff would be a fabrication story of fantasy. I never really take it."

"Oh, yeah... you said you could hear something valuable."

"It wasn't a total waste. I'm just saying it's not a good idea to pepper a story with too much personal footprints."

Say it. Isaiyoi rebuts the content of the myth told by the priest in his brain.

"Noteworthy would still be a tri-ethnic feud"

"I think so, too, but the priest said he didn't know what caused the feud."

"Who's been telling that myth?"

Yuka twists her neck to a sudden question without context.

"Who, is that a church guy?"

"Oh, yeah. It's a myth the Church's Human Beings have told us."

In the words of Isaiyoi, who emphasized the human part, Yuka also perceived his intentions.

"It's what people who see history and mythology like to change the color of their feet. If it's inconvenient for you, you'll be fine with what's convenient."

"I mean, that myth is a whole lie?"

"I can't say everything is everything, but at least I don't think it's made up of the truth."

"Oh well. That's why you weren't mad..."

Why Isaiyoi did not respond in particular to the word of the priest, which can also be taken as an insult to beasts and demons in the Church. That's simply because we didn't get the priest's story right. Evening incense nodded slightly when she found out about it.

"So, you're going to try to sneak it in."

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"Drawing stars."

Silent Isaiyoi. Inside he was stunned. I've always recognized it as a good idea, but I didn't know they'd read the action. Even a servant Isaiyoi cannot be forbidden to sigh.

"I'm coming too."

"Enough alone. Besides, I can't hide the signs. I'm just gonna get in the way with you."

"Guru..."

Just what I expected. Isaiyoi silences Evening Incense with an exact cut back.

Turn off the signs. Seems easy in words, but the fruit is very difficult. Isaiyoi is familiar with how to erase signs in his hideout with Gainos and Rem at Demon King Castle, but Seika is different. You can sense the signs of your enemies with a good grasp, but you can't even hide the raw signs that arise as long as you live.

Yuka must also be aware that hiding is not suitable for her sexuality. Without eating any further, I pulled back heavily.

But his face seeped full of dissatisfaction and worry.

"Don't worry. I won't let it get any easier."

"I didn't expect you to fail. I'm not, you know, trying to do it all by yourself. You're still hiding something from me, aren't you?

Isaiyoi turns a casual blind eye to Evening Incense's sharp point. I was positive that the reaction was hiding something.

"I'm not blaming you. Maybe it's my fault I don't rely on you..."

"It's not like I don't rely on you. Just... because I don't need to know"

Say it. Isaiyoi realizes for himself. This is no different from the question at Demon King Castle. I'm just misleading and running because I don't need to, etc.

If that's how you keep misleading and running, Evening Incense will make you suspicious. Inevitably distrustful, it could interfere with future actions. That's not funny to Isaiyoi.

Credit and information secrecy from Evening Incense. As a result of putting the two on the scale, Isaiyoi decided to make some compromises.

"Talk properly about what happened. So wait for me."

"... I promise."

"Oh."

Evening incense was convincing, like reluctantly, and he got up in bed and left the room.

After all, it seemed that Sunset was sitting in Isaiyoi's room to keep an eye on his solo behavior.

Left alone in a large room, Isaiyoi began to prepare for church infiltration.