The Road to One Day Be the Strongest

A few days after the world was wrapped in ash.

She opens her mouth looking at the blush.

"Looks like we're all back together at last."

It was all the great demons who dyed their hair white, sitting around the round table.

Satan creates a grumpy looking aura and the only dark-haired Mephisto except for the chaos laughs joyfully.

"No, I was watching the game, but it was amazing. I didn't expect that Satan would die and [defeat] the one who would also be chaos. I knew some future, but I didn't think it would be this far."

Mephisto recalls.

The bodies of the great demons that disappeared with little trace but Satan. Mephisto, who rushed to call it chaos, managed to repair it and resurrect it using the power of chaos.

However, Alpha could not be repaired because the body itself had become dust and disappeared, and fortunately during his misfortune, he was able to escape the future exploited by chaos.

However, to the words of the lightly released Mephisto, and to each of the other faces shook his body.

"... defeat, you say?

"Oh Satan, what if this is all the damage and you're not going to admit defeat?

Mephisto deepens his grin at the words Satan muttered.

"We worked out an operation to plunge just one person, and things were going perfectly well along the way. But if you're alarmed, Belzebub takes his status, and even allows reinforcements. Then one of its reinforcements wiped out the Great Devil. And - if he lived more than a second, chaos, it would have been the same for you."

"Ki, you...... ugh!

To Satan, who was outraged by the word and stood up.

Chaos, in silence, controlled by hand.

"Come on, Satan. Mephisto is right. Besides, I'm tired now. Let me talk to you soon."

"also, sorry......"

Satan restarts to his seat in a word of chaos that seems tired from the bottom of his heart, and when he sees it, chaos speaks out again.

"This time - it's our victory, our defeat"

Win if you look only at the results.

Gin-Crashbell and Alpha over there have lost two very large battles, while this one has undergone further evolution with the resurrection of all the Great Demons by the power of chaos.

And most importantly - chaos too.

"I'm getting a lot of levels up for killing that guy. Now I'll have more power than even then."

Chaos was, at a low level.

It converges on one reason: since it was reincarnated into the existence of chaos, it has rarely gained enough experience to be strong. For this reason, on a level, she was quite low, like ten to a hundred.

- That leveled up a lot by knocking Ginn down, and polished him to the unseen strength of even the free chance.

That's even comparable to his strength then.

"But I lost a lot of power when I fought that man. I still have the strength to bring you back to life, but I must rest for a while."

Chaos lowers his gaze to his self-healing right arm.

There exist their own arms with their fingertips seemingly clear, proving that the chaos is quite impotent and 'here they are'.

"Therefore, I shall rest for a while. But without my highest power, the rest of us - especially Zeus, the Almighty God, and Tartarus, the Prison God - will also have the possibility to take action."

Indeed, even if it is not chaotic if it is one-on-one, Satan now has just enough power to win.

But if more power is put into addition to those two, the neck of chaos that goes into a long sleep to rest will be easily taken away.

That's why - chaos turned its gaze to the man.

"That's why I'm going to leave everything to you for a while"

- A man with gray hair, wearing a mask on a red robe.

He kept his back in the column in the corner of the room and put his arms together, but felt his gaze gathering on himself to untie his arms.

"Hey chaos. Aside from leaving it up to me, I'm still new here. Leave it to me like this, and the other big demons don't have a problem?

An unfamiliar voice sounds.

In the words Mephisto grinned at his mouth, and the other great demons, including Satan, frowned.

Who the hell is this guy?

When we came back to life, we were already standing next to chaos with Mephisto, the mysterious man of the Unidentified.

The name too - Gil.

I also wondered if Executor Gin-Crashbell was resurrected by the power of chaos.

But the man... obviously.

Everything was different from that man.

"... oh, we're fine. If I don't know who you are, I don't trust you at all."

- Still.

Satan went on to say to the executor, "You know what? 'and stare at the man who was asked.

"I am convinced that you are far stronger than we are and that you wish to destroy the world from the bottom of your heart"

Yes, this man is not like that man.

The man risked himself, risked his life, and kept fighting to protect this world to the end.

By contrast, this man...

Gil shook his shoulder with a cuckoo at Satan's words.

"Leave it to me. I will destroy everything."

It's the dawn of a new story.

The shadows are dying.

The world is wrapped in ash.

A new [monster] shows up on the surface stage.

And the other [qualities] move out.

It is the opening of a new story.

The world was wrapped in ash, and days went by.

The sky, the trees, the earth.

Everything that was brightly coloring the world - grey, smeared.

I was wrapped in ash.

Well, still, the world just changed.

People are bewildered but live as they have always lived, and the tabular stage, as usual, is flat.

But - the back, I'm sure it's different.

"Hey, Gin."

I look up at the grave in front of me and squeal its name.

Near the nearest city from the capital of the Kingdom of Hermes, this is where Ginn once held his clan.

With the world wrapped in ashes, the sun, and the shadows gone.

I saw at my feet, I saw there without a shadow, and I - I couldn't stay, and I came here.

And I found this tomb, built securely on a small hill in the back of the mountain.

- Gin-Crashbell, sleep here.

Yes, it was firmly engraved in a tomb made with the cross as a motif.

What did you think when you found this grave?

It's just that as Rin cries down and her people tear in dismay -

"You... are you sure you're dead?

I just thought that was all.

Are you sure you're dead?

I can't think of you dying.

I don't want to think about it.

'Cause I...

"Hey, Gin...... I still haven't given it back to you..."

Lie down, squeeze it out like that.

- I was grateful.

I can't give it back, I was grateful.

But he refused to do so.

From before me, he laughed and left.

"If you want, you can kill me."

I still don't know what that word means.

What if?

If that's what you meant by killing yourself...

"Why, you're dead... ugh!

Slap your fists to the ground.

On a weak fist - a powerless fist, a smoke strikes.

And from behind, I heard footsteps.

"Hey, Kuse Ryuma. Don't be shy."

"... elgrid,"

To him - Mr. Hergrid, the former king of the kingdom of Hermes, walks past me, sitting down, to his grave.

And unconstitutionally, I threw a bouquet of flowers at him.

"Konko is just fine for him."

The bouquet of flowers thrown broke down brilliantly in the air and showed the tomb colored with many flowers.

As he opens his eyes slightly to the sight, he turns this way tired.

"How the hell are you going to do that? This guy is dead. Other than that, if you look at your feet, you'll see in one shot... and more importantly, that partner - there's no way that the book of reason doesn't know this tomb exists."

Yes, the book of science...... Kyoka-san.

There's no way she doesn't know this grave exists.

And if this grave were fake... she would definitely come to destroy it.

Without it, I mean...

"I knew..."

"Ha... that's why you don't sneeze."

Lightly, the fist bone pierces the brain.

It didn't hurt...... but that fist looked very, very painful.

- No, Mr. Elgrid looked very painful.

Not physically, but mentally.

I knew Gin. It's because he's the one I've spent less time with - I think it's hard.

"He's dead. There's this grave, and it hasn't been destroyed yet, which means it was made by someone who knows about his death."

Say it. He touches the grave.

"- Blood metal. I thought it might be because it was black, but I knew it."

Ex-King - Mr. Elgrid.

He is an unmistakable genius.

Smarter than I am.

Being such a genius, he cuts his gaze from the grave and turns to me.

"Hey Kuse Ryuma, I have one favor for you. As the next EX Rank Adventurer, it's for you."

- Request.

Now frowning unexpectedly at the words told at this time.

"At least his people are alive. That's why I'm asking. Ask him how he's going to bring that fool back to life - by finding Kyoka. I don't care what you pay for my entire estate."

Unexpectedly, I opened my eyes.

"Oh, that's..."

"Think about it and see. More fanatics than those in the harbor country, like the one who embodies" I love you Lord ". Dead, yes, I don't know what's going on."

- Sure, maybe so.

It's those people who were by his side more than anyone else and loved him more than anyone else, so I'm sure they're starting to move without the time to cry.

Unlike me, who's cuddling around here.

"Yes, but the place..."

"Oh, you don't know. We don't have a partner who knows everything."

- But.

I kept going. He closed one eye.

"I can't convince you, but we can still think."

- Thinking.

What are they doing now that Gin is dead?

What are they doing alone, not telling us anything?

... I knew it, I don't know.

I don't have a genius brain like Gin.

So even if I think about it, I can't even think about it.

Unexpectedly scratched his head and Mr. Elgrid, watching it, sighed small.

"Maybe you're thinking about what they're doing right now? I'll tell you what, even if you think about it, you don't know."

"Huh?"

Unexpectedly a dumb voice leaks.

Don't you get it?

Then what the hell...

Unexpectedly opened my eyes to me.

"Thinking is not about content - it's about place"

He said that with his index finger up.