The Road to One Day Be the Strongest

For a long time, I didn't like contention.

I was born into a race called Satan, and I didn't want to be divided into villages. I did 'Satanic Things' for now and let the various worlds bombard its name.

But he still seemed to have the impression that his unwillingness seeped out when compared to other demons, that he was' strong but not the best 'in various worlds or that he was' not so mighty '.

And that was convenient for me.

If you hide your strength, you can move freely.

So I headed to a city called Japan, on a planet called Earth.

For me, who is a different world from this human being, the city was the right place to say [treasure trove of entertainment].

If you circle your gaze, your mind dances, if you take something, you get curious, if you see strange footage, you get excitement stirred up.

I loved the world, the country.

Therefore, when I heard that Mr. Chaos would proceed to that world, I indicated the corresponding opposition.

"What? What are you thinking, are you stupid?

Satan at the time of his outrage attacked me when I asked him that.

But Satan at the time was only to the extent that he said 'strong, but well subtle' to me, and I remember taking it away and dealing with Texto until his strength ran out.

And I remember Mr. Chaos staring at it with pleasure.

I thought you were hiding your powers.

"Uh, were you found out?

I was honestly surprised by that.

Should a boulder be called a former space-time god, or is she purely good at that? I wasn't very interested, but still a little impressed.

"... it's just that the bearer of so much power, why would he try so hard to protect mankind? Why would you, the devil, want to stop us?

Her eyes, asking so, were in serious light.

Therefore, I close my eyes and answer immediately.

'Cause I 'm--'

"Hmmm...... now what is it"

Asta stares at the pillar of light that appeared to the north and whines small.

Hero, Sakura-cho Hohwa.

Armor Pendragon, brave man of green gold.

Divine Heaven, zero.

I heard those three headed north, but that light clearly means' unsealed '. This is no other time to show up, otherwise the meaning is hard to find.

"Stun… is a hopeful observation"

Perhaps all three of them are dead.

I think it would be reasonable to think so and would be the most likely answer.

If a man named Gil, who defeated the three of them, asks where he's headed next...

"World Tree, I hope you'll go, but if you come over here, it might taste a little bad..."

That's what she says. She looks around.

If you turn your gaze around, you can see how many giants exist trying to surround themselves.

An alien vampire boasting a black flesh.

Huge scorpion boasting a green crust.

A lion wrapped around a red lotus.

A giant dragon dressed in a pale crust.

Kings of creepy monkeys that emit rotten odors.

And - the great devil with all his muscles.

"Aren't you guys a little too serious...? It's a little funny how they all root for me..."

Satan, who demonized herself into her figure even though she said so, frowned small, gripping her fist tightly.

"... hundreds of years ago, you appeared before us to stop our progress, and you beat me to show it. Though strength has changed over the last few hundred years, I don't see any reason to be alarmed by a great demon opponent who doesn't even know the motif of [rooting] '

Asta, with her head on Satan's words "It's serious..." stares back into Satan's eyes.

"A demon defeated without even pulling out my roots, now gathering your people for a revenge match? No, it's kind of like a country kid general with only bad pride."

"- Horrible."

The flames of the Red Lotus sweep into Satan's arms, overwhelming Asta's obvious' incitement '.

I certainly didn't win hundreds of years ago.

But Satan is clearly different now than he was hundreds of years ago.

Readiness, spirituality, and pure combat.

What's different from what? Besides, Satan now has company.

I've thrown it away a long time ago for lowly pride and such.

"If you insult me, insult me as you please. If you're going to be alarmed, feel free to expose the gap. I vowed to give everything to Chaos. He decided to destroy it. What if this is not my pride anymore?

To that word, to that appearance.

The first time I guessed 'no', Asta laughed small under the dressing guru, softly raising her hands to shoulder height.

"I see, then I mean it -"

- Let me turn it off for you.

To the words, fear ran through the same spine.

If you look at it, there's an enormous amount of magic blowing around her, and the total amount of it is equal to Gin-Crashbell's sole - no, more than that.

A cold sweat conveys Satan's cheeks to a magnificent amount of magic that he has not yet felt, gobbling and throat.

"My real name, the Great Devil Astarot. The strongest and worst of the great demons. Ever since the beginning of demonic history - the Great Devil who yearned for man"

The Great Devil Astarot.

Why she opposed the progression of chaos.

That's simply because - I loved 'man'.

Humans are stupid.

I will soon forget the favor I have received.

But I will never forget the insults I received.

When it comes to gold, my eyes glare and I don't even hate falling into other places.

A foolish race that sprinkles prestige at you, not even very strong, and tries to delude you by falling into something weaker than itself.

That's what I think she loves.

"Humans have the emotion of wanting to live free. I regret it, resentment, jealousy and hatred. But being able to get over it and grow up is more beautiful than I thought. Mr. Satan."

Sure, if you raise the bad spot, there's no point.

But at the same time it's great enough to be able to write off those bad things.

Even if you fall into evil, you have the strength to get through it.

It has the strength to admit mistakes honestly.

Through misery and grief, there is strength to grow.

Only then will we know without having to think about what is the strongest 'life form' in this world.

"- Rooting/Motif 'Human (...)'"

Red and white, two kinds of magic envelop her body.

Even Satan stomps to the ground unexpectedly by the immense magic that swelled up in an instant, causing his face to be distorted thoughtfully.

- A monster.

That's all I get correctly.

Red and white magic stops.

There is one woman standing at the end of the stopped gaze of magic.

Red-dyed bright white hair ahead, stretching to the shoulders.

Long ears like an elf are popping out of my white hair.

Dressed in red and white monastic clothing, the blue cloak is shaking in the wind.

Second, she opens her lid with the round glasses hanging on her nose head in her hand. From it emerged the eyes of a flaming red lotus.

"No, Mr. Ginn seemed to have seen it through from the beginning."

Said he had the same voice, so I knew right away.

He is as funny as he is, but the people of that world are as funny as he is.

Other royal people who have even bowed their heads to help, adventurers who have volunteered and gathered themselves for the crisis in the world.

Everyone. He's all funny to her, and more loving than that.

When she puts the tough round glasses in her hand into her nostalgia, she mouths' its name 'again.

"Actually, I'm a celebrity over here. I don't think you know that, so let me introduce myself."

That's how she laughed. She laughed innocently like a kid whose prank succeeded.

"The Great Devil Astarot. Over here, [MC] and they call me so familiar."