2nd Round Villain

87 – – 100, a boy who will become a great sage in the distant future – 1

Time is like a river. It always flows smoothly and slowly. It doesn’t have waves like the sea or rapids like a river, but no one can resist the flow.

Quite a few years have passed. about a century And during this century, the continent must have undergone great changes.

It is now the 614th year of the Imperial calendar. It is the time when a country called ‘military state’ is being established in the middle of the day. The continent is struggling in the midst of the industrial revolution and is developing rapidly. Democracy, which only existed in the Republic of Korea, would color the Empire, and the Empire would be on the way to becoming a semi-democratic, semi-monarchy.

Originally, in times of rapid change like this, you have to make a lot of money by investing or something, but there is still a long way until Saint Mary’s birthday. Compared to the times I’ve been waiting for so far, it’s only a few decades, the end of the day.

“Your lord’s face hasn’t changed at all. You are always the same.”

Beatrice put the greatsword she had just swung vigorously into the scabbard. Despite the fierce battle, Beatrice’s face was stained only with sweat, not blood.

He has reached the point where he predicts the direction in which blood will spurt as he slashes his opponent before he knows it. At that level, in the end, I might be able to reach the realm of a sword master, the true meaning of the sword.

Since she can use my magic and divine power at the same time, she will be more advantageous in actual battles. A woman like this is my knight, and I felt proud of my generosity, like a treat.

“Isn’t it because it’s a demon? Originally, demons have a long lifespan.”

“I guess so.”

“Sir Beatrice hasn’t changed a single face. You are the same as when I first met you. It looks like your breasts are a bit fat, right? ha ha ha!”

“… ! I’m masculine… .”

“?”

I was saying this because the only thing that had changed was her breasts getting bigger, so why did Beatrice lower her head and burst into laughter? Since meeting Meta a hundred years ago, Beatrice has been taking more and more meaningful actions. ‘I’m ready…’ .’ while walking

“Kyong-k-k-k-k-k-k-k! Knock-knock-knock!”

Aru jumped up from somewhere and came up on top of my head. How dare a beast or something disrespectfully covet his master’s head.

Whoo-!

I immediately swung my fist and tried to release the honey chestnut on Aru’s forehead, but Aru only slightly turned his head and dodged it lightly. Thanks to that, I was the only one who looked like I was messing around.

Clearly, I was ahead of him when I absorbed the tragic hero Claire a hundred years ago, but Aru grew greatly again a year after that day. With a guy as big as me standing on top of my head, I feel like I’m getting osteoporosis in my neck.

Of course, it’s a very good thing that our party’s strength is getting stronger… I feel like my prestige as a captain has fallen to the ground lately.

“Keong kong! I’m done hunting!”

“okay? Are you hurt anywhere?”

“Kong! I got a cheek scratch!”

“Eh… What if there are scars left? Look at my face. I will treat you.”

As I sighed and said, Aru’s round face suddenly came down in front of me. Her long, blue hair hung down to the ground.

Staring at the upside down face, I ran my hand across Aru’s cheek. Drops of blood were leaking from the smallest cuts.

“Did this hurt you?”

“Keong kong! To the werewolf!”

“what? Aren’t werewolves your kin? Did you kill your own people?”

“no! Werewolf is a monster! I am a werewolf!”

“… .”

Does this guy even know that if we translate Werewolf, he becomes a werewolf? Sometimes, I realize once again that not knowing is medicine.

After all, humans are good at slaughtering each other, but there’s no law saying that wolves can’t do that.

“It’s okay, stay still. If you’re hurt, you have to tell me.”

Ugh-.

The purple magic gathered at my fingertips. A pearly, sticky liquid seeped into Aru’s wound. Then, the snow-white skin healed without any cracks.

I didn’t use therapy. I’m not a saint, and healing is beyond my ability. I just patched Aru’s wound back together and stitched it up.

“Oscar! I just finished my hunt!”

Meta, now an adult goblin, proudly spread her hands and approached me.

Red blood and purple demonic energy were densely formed on his palms.

“and! I made the skeleton army I hunted today into my familiar!”

“… .”

“The Skeleton King is pretty powerful! Still, I think the ‘fourth corps’ is now complete! The corps commander is, of course, the Skeleton King!”

Looking at that lively figure, I had to break out in a cold sweat.

No, why is it growing so fast? Already using the Skeleton King as a familiar? what kind of lich are you

The meta guy, who was thought to be a simple fighter, actually had a great talent for magic. It means goblin shaman.

The problem is that the talent is not normal, and since it is black magic that I learned from seeing it, I have only trained for about a hundred years, but I have already acquired quite a bit of skill at the level of a lich.

“Meta, wait.”

After stopping the meta, I pulled a black robe from Arachne’s hilt. A robe that can be worn up to the top of the head.

I put the robe on meta. Then, he raised his thumb and exclaimed.

“Perfect! People who don’t know me will think I’m a real lich!”

A lich leads an army of immortals. The army of the dead under the command of the lich tramples the castles of the living, destroys civilization, and destroys life. Some even call a lich the most suitable being for a ‘one-man kingdom’.

The meta is a goblin, not a skeleton, but looking at the visuals when wearing that robe and the current growth trend, it is a fully feasible picture. Didn’t he say that he had already completed four legions?

“Leader, no matter how you look at a living creature, you get rich. Aren’t you talking too much?”

Uriel crossed his arms and spoke crookedly. It’s a blunt tone.

This is because to her as an angel, a lich that ignores life ethics is disrespectful in itself.

“That is what it means. And Meta, don’t you hate the nickname Rich?”

“yes? no! Anything from Oscar is fine!”

“Look! They say our meta is good too! Why are you arbitrarily suppressing freedom of name!”

“Meh, if it’s meta, I don’t have anything to say… Beatrice, what do you have to say? Still, being from a paladin… .”

“I think any nickname given by the former lord is fine. Richrani, crossing the line between life and death is a really cool nickname.”

“… .”

After all, Beatrice is on my side. I smiled at Uriel and patted Beatrice on the back.

“Asmodian, there is something I want to ask.”

The Inwang, who had been sitting still all this time, got up from his seat with his back burning. He was the largest of us, and he could not fail to attract attention, for he was of such stature that he could be found anywhere in the plains.

“Mr. John?”

“Civilization, when can we meet? Two hundred years have already passed.”

“Well, just wait another 70 or 80 years.”

“boring… We fight every day.”

“You have to be patient. Didn’t you hear from Saint Irowell? On the virtue of patience.”

“Grunt… Irowell… Irowell… .”

The Niwang seems to be getting a little sore. This is because the recent fights were all close to massacres in which predators and prey were stark.

But if he is the king of humans, shouldn’t Johann be able to rule over humans as Aru rules over wolves? How were they able to stand against John when they fought the warrior party a hundred years ago?

“… .”

Worries that cannot be resolved are meaningless. I put aside the thoughts that suddenly came to my mind.

For the past hundred years, we have fought really hard. As a result, he was able to annihilate almost all monsters in the southern part of Masurim.

But it wasn’t completely slaughter. A small number of witches escaped our eyes as we slowly carried out guerrilla operations and hid into their own hiding places and survived.

But you don’t have to worry about them. The important thing is that the Inwang and the new hero party kill the Dragon King, one of the Five Kings. In the process, all the warrior party members except for Merlin Gregory had to die. The few monsters we fled in fear would not dare stand in the way of the hero’s party.

However, there is one problem. It is said that they could not catch the seven demons around the dragon king, the seven dragons.

The reason is simple. This is because the seven dragons are strong enough to have succeeded in becoming friends with the warrior party of the previous life. If we force ourselves to catch them, and one of our party dies, there’s no such thing as too much damage. Just as the grown-up warrior party of the previous life faced a miserable end of annihilation.

Of course, I would give up anything for Maria. Even if it’s a party, it’s not as serious as Maria’s.

Even so, the reason why I didn’t proceed with the original history is because the ‘history of the forest’ and the ‘history of the continent’ are completely different.

I have already changed a lot of the history of Masurim. However, the only thing I have to protect is the history of the continent, so as a result, I only have to let ‘the death of the dragon king’ and ‘the return of Merlin Gregory’ flow as they have been in history.

If I remember correctly, the party of warriors will come to Masurim today. They will try to fight against the magic beasts of the magic forest, just like the previous warrior party did… He will go straight to the seven dragons without encountering any other monsters.

From then on, I don’t know. I didn’t even come out to help them, from my point of view, everyone in the party of warriors had to die except for Merlin.

In the best case scenario, after the party of warriors captures the seven dragons without any casualties, they join forces with the King of Kings to defeat the Dragon King Endros, killing themselves as well. In the meantime, I secretly extracted and absorbed the Dragon King’s soul.

“I’m going to see you for a while. You guys are doing your job.”

He left his seat, fiddling with the cross in his pocket. After walking about a hundred paces, I hid behind a large tree.

Okay, at this point the sound won’t come through. I immediately took out a black rosary and infused it with magic.

“tell.”

Woo woo-.

After ringing the rosary a couple of times, one person let out a voice.

[Good morning, Mr. Joker.]

Monotonous, quiet, carefree, but.

A voice that is alluring, elegant, and sounds more attractive to me than anyone else.

“Yeah, good morning. I don’t know because the saintess doesn’t have breakfast.”

[You may not know Joker, but this place is worth living.]

Ha, that’s right. On the subject of hanging on the cross.

“Now one… 70 years? That much is left. know?”

[That’s a calculation based on the date of my birth, right?]

“of course? Why, is there a problem?”

[I look forward to the day I can reunite with Joker more than getting out of here.]

“… I think the saintess has a knack for making her words pretty.”

Is it because respect and consideration for others are built in from the inside?

“By the way, our reunion will be around that time, right? Even if we don’t necessarily meet at Eden Academy.”

[Is that so? Why?]

“Because I will sprinkle holy water on the baby’s christening! Heck heck!”

[Well, didn’t I tell you to stop at least that… !]

“Hey, saintess. Do you think I will listen to the saintess after not listening to the demon lord?”

[Yes… !]

The saintess bit her lower lip and salivated uncharacteristically. I let out a mean laugh.

[ha… You are really mean.]

“But, this is the only way to make fun of the saintess. No matter what else I do, I can’t shake my emotions.”

[I’ll get it as a compliment.]

She is a very funny woman.

I like bullying others. It is because the small pleasures of insulting and teasing are enjoyable.

But the saintess is almost always calm no matter what I say. But I enjoy talking to her the most.

Truly, she is an extraordinary woman. I licked my tongue.

[By the way, do other people know about me?]

“I know Aru. Even that, I firmly told you to keep your mouth shut.”

[Rangwang has been aware of my existence since before, right?]

“Yeah, but I’m saying this because I don’t know other people like Nioh and Beatrice. In particular, Beatrice and Uriel were amazed whenever they saw my rosary. They said it was absurd for a demon like me to carry a cross.”

[it’s okay. Because the faith in Joker’s heart is more important than the eyes of others.]

“It sounds strange when you say it like that. That’s what I believe. It’s not about the Lord above the sky.”

[I’ve lived denying all gods other than the Lord, but I never thought I would become someone’s god. Isn’t this also disrespectful?]

“god? Isn’t faith necessarily God? The priests of the church believe in the Messiah, but that doesn’t mean the Messiah is God, right? What do you think? The second Messiah, Saint Mary!”

[…] Such an undeserved title for a lowly me, I’m too hot to raise my face… .]

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Just as the person herself said, the voice of a saintess crawling in. I should be kidding about this.

“Aren’t you happy though?”

[What do you mean by that?]

“You were born as a church member who followed the doctrine, and you were called the Messiah by a bastard like me. Wouldn’t it be okay to take pride in one’s achievements and life?”

[To be honest, I’m happy inside… I’m so ashamed I just don’t dare to raise my head.]

“Ahahahahaha! You are too modest!”

He burst into laughter at the rosary as if he had heard it. I couldn’t see the figure of the saintess, but if I did, I wonder if she would be smiling brightly by now.

“I have a question about the saintess.”

I stopped laughing and opened my mouth.

In fact, it is safe to say that this is the purpose of today’s communication.

[What is it?]

“Memories of the saintess.”

[yes?]

“The saintess’ return is incomplete. It’s just that I got caught up in my return. So curious. Are the saintess’ memories as intact as they are now even after she was born? Or are you starting again in a state of idiot? Forgot everything about me, about us?”

400 years have passed. It’s no small amount of time. Furthermore, for a saintess with a human lifespan, it must have been a billion years.

During that long time, the saintess devoted herself to ensuring that I did not stray in the wrong direction. By making a deal with Kronos, the god of time.

However, that time, that sincere hard work and hard effort.

Will it be able to continue even after starting a new life?

[It is half and half.]

“what?”

[It will be the young me during the day, and the current me at night.]

While I was dumbfounded, unable to understand the saintess’ words.

Maria cut her future in a calm voice.

[In short, it is a double personality. I, a regressor who remembers the memories of me and Joker-sama in my innocent days when I knew nothing… These two will coexist in my body alternating day and night.]