Thus, the wise strive for light - to start over with a life in different worlds

... surrounded by quiet cold air and wake up.

It's surrounded by the smell of ink and the old smell of the book.

I followed my right hand and got up and recognized that this was my home.

Stand up and stand in front of the mirror.

There is a young man with silver hair in front of him, Lasalles.

I punched that mirror in the face.

With the sound of a good economy, the mirror cracks.

And from his right hand, the pieces of the stabbed mirror cause him to bleed, but at the same time block him as if nothing had happened with his magical healing power.

And I vomited the words like a sigh.

"... I choose a different path from yours"

Yes, I have to choose.

... Whatever it is that makes me.

I changed into regular clothes and read and fished books while grabbing bread, which was breakfast.

It's just books written about inheritance and books that I'm not sure are necessary information or not, such as changes in people's lives.

Besides, this book doesn't touch on a certain point at all.

With regard to "Demon Nucleus".

The nucleus was originally a crystal of magic in this world, sealed into another world by too powerful a force.

It gave birth to itself over time and created us.

But every book I read doesn't even come out with two letters of the Devil's Nucleus.

A witch suddenly appeared in this world and took revenge on people.

The brave man stopped it.

They all have similar content, which makes them easy.

That, too, is poor quality that Isel is the one this book has.

Besides, I'm trying to replace the very existence of a witch with a demon.

Until then, do you want to hide our existence?

"... No, you're not"

They're not trying to hide it.

(...) to (...) and (...) to (...) and (...) to (...) (...) (...).

We are the pure innocent, telling ourselves and future generations that witches are evil in itself.

... After I know the truth, the way I see it also changes.

Some seek to protect the devil without knowing who he is, while others speak of equality and try to destroy men from the world.

The more I think about it, the harder it is to say people's ideals, etc.

... but the end of both scenarios is the same.

This world ends.

Nothing, I don't mind.

He's already dead. I'm not obsessed with the living world.

... but.

"Finally, let's hear it."

I stare at the door with that word.

A while later, the door opened and Ren, wearing a zar and iron mask, showed up.

"Get out of my way, Lazareth"

"Get up. We need to talk about something important."

……

Did you feel a little uncomfortable with how I was, Zahr, wrinkling between your eyebrows?

I'm not interested in how he looks like that, so I recommend the chair as it is.

"I'm sorry. Let me talk to you."

"... oh, I don't mind"

"Ask only once. Destroy Isel with me."

In a quiet space, a breathtaking sound sounds.

Even the boulder zar, my words seemed unexpected.

But I don't want to interrupt this conversation.

"They are the 'demons'. It will not be the existence created by the overgone demonic nucleus."

"... let's take that word for true. But you think all the Isel people do?

"What do you mean?

"Let's say that if the person from whom Isel originated was a demon and still lives. But over the years, tens of thousands of migrants have come to Isel."

……

"To kill only dozens of demons, let hundreds of thousands of people die," he said?

"... Ha"

Unexpectedly, I laugh.

He couldn't seem to understand the significance of that laugh, making his eyes glaring at me even more irritating.

And his restlessness, which is even more next door, is getting worse.

So is that. Because there's a huge conversation going on right in front of him.

"I'm sorry. Your response was too predictable."

……

"You just said 'only a few dozen', didn't you?

"I have never touched the number of demons.... Come on, Zahr, how do you know about their existence?

My words are interrupted, and silence comes.

And after a while, he answered quietly.

"There was this inheritance in the depths of the castle. Written naked about the devil's identity, and… accompanied by words to seal his own power"

"... so?

"Without Demon Nucleus, our powers will never be freed, even. I mean, Lazareth. That means you don't have to come up with some bullshit about the devil. The Devil's Nucleus is already..."

"That one won't break. Unless you neutralize in the Holy Nucleus."

"... what do you mean?

"It means neither witches nor wise men are doomed. It's time to reveal yourself."

"inspired by my subscription"

That's all I'm saying, get up out of the chair.

At that moment, something cold hit my neck from behind.

"... what are you going to do?

"Are you going to betray me? Me, Mr. Mentila... and Sophia!

"Betray me? That would be if I were Lasalles, wouldn't it?

I look back, one step closer to his sword.

Blood will come out of my neck when I do, but I'm not going to care.

"Look me in the eye, Zahr. You don't really know who I am, do you?

He gazes, but carefully peeks into my eyes.

... At the same time, I tongued as much as I could hear.

"Why are you here!?

"I've been here forever. The other way around, Lazareth disappeared, not me."

"... what do you mean?

"Sorry, but I also have time to explain. I'm not going to take the time for that."

"So just answer my question, Zahr."

After a while, he lays down his face as he contemplates.

... but.

The sword in my throat didn't fall back in any way, but rather was poked at me.

"This is my answer"

"... eh? Who the hell thinks I gave you bread on the verge of starvation?

"I don't know. But surely not you now. I don't care about people's deaths. You're not."

... do you not think of death at all?

Oh. Right. Exactly.

That's why I take revenge.

To the devil, to Isel, to destiny.

For that, I have my powers.

I softly touch the sword, and at the same time, I make it icy.

"... I'm not going to take it lightly"

And as it was, I broke it to crush that ice with both arms.

Fragments of what was a great sword are scattered around like snow.

At that moment, a red flame spread right in front of me so as to penetrate such a space.

I meant to lightly avoid the flame, but I just plunder it a little on my cheek.

"... chip"

"This one, too, I'm not going to cut it. I can't afford to have mercy on traitors."

"Which one would be the traitor?

"Saana."

"... Ren, run. This guy's not the right guy for you."

"But, Captain... Huh!

"Sorry, but I'm not sure I can fight to protect you," he said.

As bounced by the words, Ren takes off his mask and escapes.

I fly the ice-column at him like that, but Zahr kicked the ice-column and stuck it in an unexpected direction.

"... Well, Zahr. I'm sorry, but I'm not fighting you for nothing."

"I don't mind"

"Well don't say that. This battle is coming to an end."

I snap my fingers and the ice column that was stuck on the bookshelf turns into flames and starts burning dry books to the spark.

As it was, I hid myself in the flames and walked away from the house as it was.

At that moment, I heard a voice calling the name of this body from behind.

"Lasalles" and.

I had no choice but to smile sarcastically at such a voice.

I don't even know who I'm laughing at.