2nd Round Villain

76 – – 300, a story behind the scenes.

If I were to list my specialties, there are many that I could pick just by thinking about it for a moment. ‘Cause I’m a trickster

Disguise, magic, stealth, swapping, card games and more… Too many to count on my fingers.

But if I had to pick the most useful of them all, I would pick one without hesitation.

‘pickpocket’.

Catching someone stealing things at lightning speed by slipping their hands into their sleeves. Its uses are endless.

You can steal the key to the secret vault of a backstreet lord, you can steal documents from an imperial emperor, or you can sneak the hammer of Thor, the god of thunder. For reference, these are all my experiences.

Absolutely, it’s not a big deal to play a scam by quietly taking out a rosary from an ignorant and insensitive barbarian.

To be honest, half of it was a gamble. Even if you do something with a rosary, there is no guarantee that there will be seasonings that will make it ‘umami’.

However, I believed

When Nioh Yohan became indignant at the death of the wolf Scarface and left to fight the Dragon King forces. Saint Irowell remained alone and calmly waited for her death to come.

I couldn’t have known Because the human brain is not a decoration.

Then, what will a human being do in that short time as long as he is waiting for death?

If it’s white, it’s all white, if it’s celestial, it’s all 1,000 people. Of course, each person is different, but… If it’s Irowell who values Yohan more than his own value.

Perhaps, he had done something to help a young boy named John. Crucially, Irowell gave the rosary to John right before he died. Based on those two reasons, I threw a gamble.

It’s a blast.

[You’re not late today.]

The voice of a saintess is heard over my rosary.

Please don’t be mistaken. It is ‘my’ rosary. Not the ‘silver’ rosary that Irowell gave to John, but the ‘silver’ cross.

“Ahahahaha, were you waiting? Our baby saintess?”

[It would be a lie if I denied it.]

“What are you saying you can’t deny? former? the latter?”

[The former.]

“Then what about the latter?”

[I am not a baby. Haven’t you ever been teased as an old virgin?]

“Kuh-kuh, that’s right. The saintess is not a baby. Because you weren’t even born yet. Should I look at it as a soul? Or a baby angel?”

They laugh and make fun of the saintess, but the saintess is not uncomfortable. It was different from holding back while accumulating anger like Beatrice, biting me in the chin like Aru, calling me an arrogant squire like Uriel, or giggling like Niwang.

she smiles softly Even though I can’t see your face now, I can know.

[What happened today?]

“There were many interesting things.”

[May I ask for an explanation?]

“Sure, but before that, I want to ask you something. I want to know what the saintess thinks.”

Listening to the story of King John and Saint Irowell, I have always been curious.

“Suppose that a very large enemy is placed in front of you.”

[yes.]

“An enemy so huge that it is meaningless to dare to resist. If you fight, you will die 100%. It’s not just the saintess, everyone dies.”

[yes.]

“But the saintess’s friend was killed by such an enemy. Are you going to get revenge?”

This is the position of Nioh John.

If you’re a saint, how would you answer?

[I will not take revenge.]

“okay? I am surprised.”

[However, I will resist. It is a courtesy to commemorate a deceased friend.]

“Are you going to die anyway? It’s a memorial and a nabal, and the resistance of the saintess can’t even scratch that monster?”

[Did you forget how I was imprisoned in the Tower of Babel in my previous life?]

Oh right.

The saintess was the only woman who raised the flag of resistance when everyone surrendered to the demon king in her previous life.

In one canyon, millions of demon lords were held for twenty days. In the end, he even made the three Dukes of Makai move.

King and Queen and… Up to Mad Jack. Even though she was weak, it was Saint Mary who made three absolute strong people move. The greatest woman of all time. I forgot because I was only looking at the insignificant figure in the rosary.

“Then, let’s change our point of view.”

[yes.]

“There are close friends who need to commemorate their deaths, but the saintess also has close friends who need to be protected. But the death of this close friend made me even more upset. Are you going to run to the limb? Then what will the saintess do?”

This is Saint Irowell’s position.

Although there is a difference that the opponent has no particular malice unlike the demon king army.

[When I struggled in the canyon, you know what kind of attitude Seongguk took.]

“… hmm.”

[I will return my friend. Even if you don’t listen, even if you faint. How can you not stop someone who throws himself into a burning pyre?]

“But the saintess didn’t.”

[Because that is a saint. I grew up in Your grace and lived by receiving Your rust. If you can’t step on the role of sacrifice at an important moment, who will look up to the Lord and respect the saint?]

“But, there must be a lot of saints to escape, right? I’ve seen a lot of these guys already. There was even a guy who begged me to save him as much as he would dedicate his mother to me.”

[This is because of the lack of training yet.]

“Kuh-kuh, ninety-nine out of a hundred would be like that. I bet it’s rare to find an immoral child who even sells his mother.”

Is that Saint Mary’s answer?

with pleasure.

“Looking at it, it seems that the saintess is being too strict with herself. Isn’t that what people are originally? If you make a mistake yourself, you make excuses to rationalize it, but you become strict about the mistakes of others.”

[Isn’t there a doctrine for that? So that stupid people can more accurately reflect on their lives.]

It’s not wrong.

But, if that kind of thing is ideal.

Why does our merciful Lord ignore the suffering of His sons and daughters?

Do you not want to intervene in the human world? Is the status or majesty of a god more important than the lives of his children?

or not… Are you unable to intervene?

Communication with the saintess is precious. A short time of only 20 minutes a day that should not be wasted.

But I keep thinking differently.

Thoughts about an old friend, almost two hundred years since I last saw him. It shouldn’t be like this.

＜Oscar, the world is just a playground. An endlessly boring playground where the game of fighting takes place every day.＞

＜Fighting is something Kanos likes. I prefer to use magic.＞

＜Kanos, you frustrating friend. Why are you always wearing those drab sunglasses? take it off And face the bright world! Brilliant sun light! blue sky! How good is this! It was prepared for us by the Lord like Hogu!＞

＜… .＞

＜Ugh, being reticent. Are you going to keep your mouth shut this time? Are you pretending? Standing at the top of the Imperial family makes you want to play Gao? When I was young, I only talked a lot, but after the war with the continent, the kid became completely mute.＞

＜… Because it’s dark.＞

＜what?＞

＜Since the beginning of the war, my world has always been dark. It will be dark in the future. Rather than being aware of the darkness with the naked eye, wouldn’t it be better to put on sunglasses and forget about my situation?＞

＜I am a god. He is the god of gods and the god of gods. All denominations in the world will praise me, and my words will soon become the absolute truth.＞

＜You are right, saint. Every phrase is correct.＞

＜Anyone who speaks the truth is not needed in my continent, so the reason to kill him has become stronger.＞

Kanos, the demon lord who fell into arrogance and desire.

what is he doing now

Do you want to eat rice?

*****

“Ugh… !”

A moan escapes from the blonde girl’s lips. A moan accompanied by red blood dripped down his chin.

The girl is bandaging. On the right shoulder, the skin inside was all ripped off. He was trying to stop the bleeding by wrapping a thick bandage around it.

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Jerk-.

The sound of footsteps pierced the girl’s ears. The girl’s head slowly turned, and a jet-dark creature entered her pupil.

The identity of the creature was the demon king Kanos.

“Are you tired?”

“Are you worried about me?”

“There is no reason not to.”

“… Yes, you should be concerned.”

“There are three hundred years left.”

“It’s not long.”

“Your body seems to be screaming.”

“Never mind. I’ll take care of it.”

“You’re too hurt right now to say that with confidence.”

The Demon King raised his hand towards the girl. Uh-uh- The black magic that fell from the demon king’s fingertips flowed into the girl’s body. Soon after, the wounds decorating the girl’s body were quickly healed.

“Did you inject demonic energy into a human who worships God?”

“I am the god of gods.”

“… damn it.”

“I wouldn’t be in a position to choose between fire and fire, but the next opponent is going to be quite tough. Olympian gods brought monsters. They are called Hecatonkeir, monsters with fifty torsos per body.”

“Sheesh, are you cheering me on right now?”

“There is no reason not to.”

chin-.

The girl stood up on her knee, which had been groaning just a moment ago, but now healed.

Then, he took one step at a time, neither fast nor slow. With one hand holding the holy sword, Excalibur. The sound of the heavy sword blade dragging on the stone floor embroidered the girl’s path.

forward, forward.

Darkness where you can’t even see an inch ahead.

A battlefield where tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of monsters have been fought. And the battlefield that will continue to fight in the future.

Toward the arena of the gods, the Colosseum.

The indomitable warrior, Frey de Siegfried, silently moved on.

fin

The duke’s residence in the dark and deep southern part of the Demon Realm.

Only one creature lives there. Two hundred years ago, two creatures lived there, but one of them killed two children of the Duke of the North and went to prison, and the remaining ones became one.

“Haaam-.”

Hana woke up from a long sleep. He was nicknamed “King” and was the spirit of the Duke of the South who ruled over the southern part of the Demon Realm.

The Demon Tribe who has lived the longest in the Demon Realm, and the immutable supreme who is virtually ranked second in the hierarchy, excluding the Demon King. The status of the Grand Prince of the South is so great that some speculate that most of the previous demon kings are lower than the Duke of the South.

Such an existence arose. It was something that would make the entire demon world nervous, but King himself was just dazed.

That would be the case, because it was the first time in two hundred years. The brain, which had been rotted in the demonic beast of sleep for two hundred years, creaked and worked.

“Um… Umm… .”

The pupils made of tomatoes look around. The light green cucumber nose sniffed the air, searching for information.

To find out how much time has passed.

“Two hundred years… Has it been that long… .”

Knock, Knock-.

King blinked a few sullen glances. There must have been something I shouldn’t have forgotten, but the memories were hard to recall.

“What was it… ah.”

A sigh escaped King’s lips. It’s because one ‘promise’ came to the surface in the blurry memory.

“Come to think of it… The fierce guy, whether it was Oscar or Chaos, decided to bring a new subordinate in the near future… Why haven’t you come yet?”

It wasn’t limited to simple vision, but even if I exhaled a sense of spirit, I couldn’t catch anything in the vicinity. Even if it took two hundred years.

However, to the old man called King.

“… Let’s go to sleep again and wake up thinking about it. It’s only been two hundred years now… .”

Seruk-.

For a nogoe who lived for millions of years, two hundred years seemed too short a time.

King, lying on the bed and pulling the blanket over his head, goes to sleep. The lure of laziness, which even the highest level demons cannot avoid, makes the king sink into a dream.

Locking eyes, dreamy consciousness… King murmured in his sleep.

“If you don’t come after three hundred years… I’ll have to visit it sometime then… .”