The Road to One Day Be the Strongest

I didn't think you'd be defeated.

Yes, watching Belzebub squeaking from the bottom of his heart, the man - Gil - was showing only a little interest.

"I didn't know it was one of those things that made my body and left it."

"Nho, you're gonna get laid ♡"

Belzebub (albeit here is the main body now), who became somewhat calm as the main body was killed, sighs down his gaze at his own body, greatly powerless.

'Still, I can't believe there was still such a monster. Could it have been Grace, King of Ice Demons? If he's that kid, he's definitely a monster in five fingers out of the existing enemy forces, right? You know Gil's boy, don't you?

"Well. This" Eye "only allowed me to see the battle of the Ice Demon King."

Whimpering, but remembering that sight new in the back of my brain.

- The strongest ice man.

The first would definitely be thinking so and not exaggerating.

Whether it was Luna Lord, King of Demons, Gin-Crashbell, or Ulanos, the former god king, Gil didn't know she was any better than she was when it came to the treatment of 'ice'.

"Zeus the Almighty, Tartarus the Prison God, Grace the Ice Devil King, and Uranos the Divine King. And - the strongest current and enforcement agency, the White Night"

"Kuha, you're just a bunch of people who haven't been on the stage yet."

As an example, Mephisto, who was listening next door, smiled, and Gil put his hand over his mask to his jaw.

"Tartarus, the prison god, doesn't have to think about the status quo to have a problem. And Ulanos, the god king, was once the strongest, but I don't think he has that much power in the rear guard who lost his magical talent. Therefore, it is now important to note the remaining three"

"To Zeus, Grace, and then... that? You don't know her, do you?

- White night.

Mumble the name, small in your mouth.

"What's up? Gil."

Mephisto, who knows everything and would be watching it as a spectacle, loosens his mouth and speaks up.

Gill, by contrast, is small and then stares at the clarity of the mephisto.

But when you exhale immediately and calm your mind.

"- Grace, king of ice demons, is an opponent to the extent that I or Satan can defeat him if he goes out. Zeus, the Almighty God, would have no problem with Satan now... but still remains anxious. If that were the case, I would be leaving. And finally... this is the most troublesome and unpredictable"

"Forgotten about that one. Sure sounds like a pain in the ass."

Forgotten - that is, enforcement.

I know where he is, but so I sent a monster class demon who also lines up his shoulders with the Great Devil - I don't mind sending Guys, but he, on the contrary, still hasn't returned as one of his men.

I mean...

"Does it mean that Guys hasn't come back - that only those escaped legs can instantly kill the hipster known as the Devil One, which is exactly what we have in our class? Gil and I do."

Huh, when I heard a voice and turned my gaze, Satan stood there grumpy to keep his back on the wall.

"... no jokes, Satan. If you're in your class, you can still look at it as a possibility, but it can't possibly be the same as me. That's what..."

"Someone over the wall, I guess. Ulanos, the former king of God, and the chaos that fell asleep. You in front of me, or..."

Though Satan was about to say so.

Gill's fist smashes the elbow of the throne at hand, inadvertently clogging words.

"- That can't be all. The man is dead. Nothing more or less, just dying. And he did not heed the counsel of men, and died unto the end, which was not going down. That's all."

How much advice did you give?

We have no future ahead of us, and all we have to regret.

Nonetheless, the man ignored the advice and as a result went to the future Gil expected.

So there can't be such a possibility.

Beneath the mask - from beyond the tiny, open hole, the eyes burning with fury peek this way, and Satan sighs small when he looks into those eyes.

"... well, if that's what you are, I won't deny it. The man did die. If that's what Chaos, who is nothing else, said, then so be it."

- But.

He went on like that relentlessly, making him feel intimidated enough to even make him feel like killing.

"My men are dead because of you. He would have been floated if he had died after a full mission, but this was nothing more than a futile death. That means my subordinate is dead because of your extraction.... this responsibility, how are you going to drop it?

"... before dropping, or"

Gil groans so, letting his face bow for a moment.

But as soon as he looked up, he threw his gaze back at Satan.

Those eyes peeking from under the mask.

A flame similar to [madness] was burning heavily in its eyes, and the fear ran through Satan's spine unexpectedly.

"Right, I'll give you my life"

Everyone who was on the spot opened their eyes to the words.

"Ki, you... are you insane?

"It's insane. At the time I put on this face, I threw away sanity and so on. Sanity, justice, ethics, morality, sympathy, everything, I've thrown away. There's only one little emotion left for me right now."

The man, who laughed at Kerakera, laughed like this with a big smile.

"What, I'm not sparing my life at all. If this purpose can be fulfilled, then we will harm ourselves after it is all over. Let's laugh and risk death at the end of the day."

- It's crazy.

Everyone who was there was so sure.

At the same time, I was terribly concerned about this man's [purpose].

"You weren't listening. What is your [purpose]? What the hell do you want on our side?

- What?

Gil nodded small at Satan's question.

Fine dust also did not show a bare gesture of stray, and mouthed its driving force.

"- [Garden of Eden]. Creating an ideal home without grief"

How is that the ideal place for anyone?

He never talked about it.

"... the man in the mask?

I inadvertently lean my neck and inquire back into that word, which was told to me by the present king, Mr. Gilbert.

"Uh... what happened to the man?

"Well, yeah. I want you to sit down first."

As recommended by him, when he lowers his back to the couch, which is located opposite him, once again, a cockroach and throat rings in his said face, which is aligned in front of him.

Sitting in front of you is King Gilbert von Hermes.

Right forward, standing by the window is Rex the Beast King.

Likewise right forward, Luna Lord, the Demon King, sitting on the concierge.

The three of them are in front of me now.

"... so what does that masked man have to do with why I was called here?

"... well, you know what?"

The Beast King, staring out the window, groans and turns his golden eyes towards me.

"Grace...... I just fell asleep with too much magic consumption right now, but I'm hearing everything from that Baba once and for all. Sacred beastification, which could only be handled by two of Ginn's lads, the Almighty God Zeus. Black Knife Be Hilgal, the most powerful artifact ever broken. And to the power of the Nine Tails - the power of chaos. Extremely black flame magic. If you line up your words, you'll realize that no one is as close to that man as you are."

"Ha ha..."

Even so, the phrase is' if you just line up the words'.

I rubbed a wrinkle at the roots of my eyebrows, and I whined inside.

"The other day. The enemy boss has attacked the Imperial Castle."

"... Huh?

I accidentally opened my eyes to that word, which was abruptly told.

Shatteringly broken walls. A vast amount of magic still fills the air around the royal castle. And the immense magic I felt then.

I see. That sort of thing, while missing a head, manages to realize its truth, at the same time, it overflows with new questions.

"Does that mean the three of us repelled?

"... well, it will"

Moments later, the Beast King, who crooked his face like he had crushed a bitter worm, groaned so, and the Demon King, who was watching them, sighed loudly.

"... ha, it would also be cruel not to tell the facts by talking so far. We confronted that opponent with the truth, with all our might, and killed him"

"Ko, you killed...?

Did you kill... the chaos that I hear about?

I guess that's because he's the enemy boss, and he's got a face that's kind of neither joyful nor confusing.

- But it was a fake.

I feel the emotions hotter from the good news of victory cooled down softly in the words spoken pale.

"... fake?

"Yeah. I was given advanced cover-up and the power of the appraisal system didn't work during the battle, but I found out from that reappraisal of the body - at best, it was just a demon, only equivalent to what we call [A-rank adventurers] here."

- A-rank adventurer.

I guess from the public it feels like a first-rate, top-class adventurer fighting on the front lines... but still too weak from us.

To an opponent like that...... did you really fight?

"I was under illusion or something."

"None. Seriously, I fought for real and managed to win. I have two curses in a row, and when I smash it, I want to sleep with Grace right now."

If you look closely, the Demon King's complexion is terrible and probably not as bad as Grace's, if he's not rested and asleep, he's in an unsavory state.

Nevertheless, being here - I mean, that's all this project matters.

"A-rank adventurers were able to compete with each other with the three of us. From the results, we speculated that the demon was fake and had just been manipulated by someone - perhaps a 'real' masked man. So I thought I'd let you know."

Mr. Gilbert laughed and said so, but under his eyes a great beard was made. The damage here is enormous... it's been about a day since the raid, but I guess I haven't been able to sleep yet.

"... are you okay?

Ask for less words. I wouldn't have the right to worry about a guy like me if I were you, but I still couldn't help but tell you.

"Well, yeah. I'm fine. I am a friend of Gin's, so there is support from the harbour country, the Japanese country, and the farming country, and the forest country sends a considerable amount of vegetables and fruits. I don't know about money, but some giant hot springs I bought from Gin before... heh, it really feels like him."

If he's here, I guess he's got an irritating dooya face, but I realize again that he's really been around a lot of countries and helping a lot of countries.

Slightly loosening his cheeks, Mr. Gilbert, who was laughing, changed the air that was soothingly wrapped around him.

That would be like a signal to get to the point. When I stretched my spine and tightened my face, too, I returned my gaze straight at him.

"Kuse Ryuma. Now the damage to the kingdom is immense. As far as we are concerned, we must commit ourselves to the revival of the kingdom, and so must the two of you, the Beast King and the Demon King, set up a defense ministry in each country. Mr. Grace, the outline of a favor, is right, too. As it stands, there is no [force] here against a real masked man"

- Therefore, I would like to make a request to you.

When he said so, he reached for his nostalgia.

"Though you are a tough man to destroy from me. Still, it is only equal to or less than the Beast King, the Demon King. It still doesn't extend to Mr. Grace. Well, I think you'll be aware."

When I turned my gaze to the two small, windowy people, they both nodded like they were bottomless tired.

I guess I can win...... I don't know, but if you use the power of chaos in full, maybe you can win.

But still, I don't think it extends to Grace.

She's definitely the best fighter this side is currently proud of.

The last fortress in this world that can destroy the Great Devil alone.

"I would have liked Mr. Grace to be even more powerful, but that guy said, because he doesn't see a vision that makes him stronger than he is. I'm sure it's about that guy, so he's stronger than he is now when he realizes it - but now, that [when he realizes it] responds too slowly."

"We're both the same thing. I've come to a critical point where this vessel can be pulled out. So if you want to grow more than that, you have to spend a lot of time and effort. And as things stand, I can't afford to be doing that."

- So.

Mr. Gilbert, who took over the words of the Demon King, took one envelope out of his nostalgia.

"I want you to take this to Laicia, the city of Pasilia, the guild master. If you show me this envelope, maybe she'll even take you to the 'those two' place"

"... those two?

Who the hell are those two......

Mr. Gilbert, who saw me unexpectedly wrinkled at the root of his eyebrows, loosens his cheeks and opens his mouth.

"Although this is another story to ask. Once upon a time, about four years ago to be exact. Apparently there was one vampire who was worried about his lack of strength. He worried about what to do with his own powerlessness - at the end of it, he reached a certain person."

That story that sounds familiar somewhere.

Mr. Gilbert glanced into my eyes and loosened his cheeks.

"His name is also Uranos, King of God. I just pulled out the power that vampires can have in just a few weeks, well, to say the most powerful teacher of super sparta,"

- I only had a bad feeling.