I Became a Foreigner Loved by Transcendentalists

46 – Episode 46. Madness eventually becomes love and sings.

It wasn’t like this from the beginning.

It’s just that the more you achieve something, the bigger your desire becomes, and the resulting distortions progress without you realizing it.

“…… Mephisto. “My first subject.”

The lord, who had collapsed unlike himself, began to lose himself in thought, looking down at the blank paper in front of him.

Unlike now, when there is no place to climb anymore, I look back on a time when I only pursued going up.

“Do you remember? “The days we spent together.”

“… Yes, I remember.”

Among the beetles scattered around the garbage dump, there are those who are exceptionally strong and those who are the weakest, so they are not even treated as competitors.

But it is difficult for either of them to overcome the danger alone, so the strong said, extending his hand towards the weak.

‘Help me. Then I will guarantee you a better future than your present.’

In the beginning, we just begged to eat soybean paste.

The strong man, who was able to afford his help, gradually grew and conquered the streets full of thugs. He caught the attention of the ruling class who heard about his reputation, entered the battlefield, and pursued victory.

The moment he continued to grow like that and soon defeated even them to become the king.

Soon, he stood at the top of a world, expressed his gratitude to his first retainer and shared the sight he saw.

‘Look, my first subject. Remember, this is the view from the top!’

A brilliant and magnificent sight that the weak from the garbage dump are not even allowed to see.

When he realized that everything existed beneath his feet, a desire beyond the desire for survival began to bloom in the heart of the prey at the bottom of the food chain.

The expectation of being able to indirectly experience that glory just by standing next to someone who has the qualities of a ruler.

The moment I realized that the only person who could make it happen was the person in front of me, that feeling eventually led to a mission to help him.

“You too will be the same as me.”

I offered my true loyalty for that. He devoted himself with a sincere heart.

Even though such a feeling was considered foreign to his demon race, he also took such bizarreness as his pride.

If what you have is something that demons should not have.

On the contrary, he proudly embraces such desire (madness) as his source.

“You too will understand me.”

The devil felt that such a calling had fallen upon him.

He demanded that his subjects sympathize with him.

“You too will painfully feel this feeling of not being able to fill a container that grows larger as time goes by…!”

I understand.

Mephisto understood his master’s feelings better than anyone else, to the extent that he thought the only way to resolve it was death.

“But, how come…?” …. “Are you saying that you, who share my fate, who I thought were my only understanding, are leaving my side?”

Nevertheless, at this moment when I was faced with my choice to leave his side, Ichae gradually began to look younger in the eyes of the devil.

“Expectations…….”

Yes, that was an expectation.

He seems to have hope in the fact that he has something he wants to achieve, even as his understanding finally leaves his side.

“Do you finally have something to look forward to?”

“…Demon King.”

“Tell me. You who understand me, who are you trying to turn to even when you leave my side…”

Mephisto felt his heart tighten at the sight of him finding hope even after his expectations had been betrayed.

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“Is he stronger than me? Is he even stronger than me… Who has crossed dimensions and destroyed everything that can be destroyed?”

I want to say something.

He who knows what it means to be a person with no place to climb can no longer feel any desire for the strong.

“Then introduce him to me. If there is someone who can fight on equal footing with this body like in the past, I might be able to regain the joy of that time…”

But is it okay to say this?

There is a big difference between those who just watch and fall into despair, and those who act and fall into despair.

Who can guarantee that he, who has already ruined many things for his own desires, will not stretch his arms against the man he was trying to protect?

“No, it doesn’t have to be that way. Just enough to not get trampled is fine! As long as I’m at least stronger than the guys around me…!!”

“…Demon King.”

So we have to stop it.

Before he had the will to speak, warnings that he was not even aware of began to appear in front of him.

“Do you remember how many grains of sand you have trampled on?”

The power of madness leaking from his body spreads through his voice.

Even though I know that he will be futilely erased by the torrent of power he emits, I hope that at least my voice can be heard by him.

“I just remembered one of the grains of sand you trampled. “He is nothing more than a grain of sand that you have trampled on countless times.”

“… ….”

“…… “Do you really want to waste your time on such an insignificant being?”

Yes, it must be stopped.

Because it is impossible to know how the twisted attachment to expectations will destroy the being through which its magic has spread.

Because I don’t want to be swallowed up by it again after barely escaping from his infinite emptiness.

“… “I don’t know.”

But as if the intention had not even been conveyed, only a vain voice came out of his mouth.

“I don’t understand what you’re doing this for, and I don’t understand what you’re saying.”

“… “Demon King.”

“Go.”

The reason he bowed his head at the end was not because he understood himself, nor because he respected or showed mercy.

I just don’t understand.

No matter what, in the end, he only vaguely guessed the one fact that what he expected did not exist.

“I don’t want to expect anything more. So if you want to go, go. As you said, we can no longer expect anything from each other…….”

He laid his head down and closed his tired eyelids, as if treating the traces of those he had crushed to death as a bed.

Like a child tired from playing, like an old man on his deathbed.

Beyond the dying old tree, looking even more lifeless than a corpse…….

“…… “Right now, I just want to sleep.”

Mephisto could only stare at the crushed body lying on the floor and falling asleep for a while.

Because I thought there was no way the price for betrayal would end with such neglect.

Maybe he won’t extend his hand the moment his back is turned.

He said he was going to sleep, but he still felt a torrent of unrecognizable force distorting his surroundings…….

“…… “Demon King.”

But in the end, it is just anxiety born from fear.

Mephisto, who had been by his side the entire time, was already keenly aware of the state of the person in front of him.

The only way to forget that reality is to turn away from this world and lie down…….

“During this time, I have been indebted to you a lot.”

So she decided to turn her back on this place without any regrets.

She wanted to let go of her lingering feelings for her lord, whom she could no longer accomplish.

“Well then, goodbye…” .”

Betrayal, despair and sadness.

For those who can no longer fulfill their ideals, I know that even feeling such things is nothing more than a luxury…….

***

“Aha~ I survived in the end~”

As she passed the ruined castle and left the ruined city, a demon with a bewitching aura approached her, revealing her presence.

The treacherous whisper was familiar to Mephisto, but it also made him feel wary.

“To be able to escape with my body intact against the Demon King in such a state… Should I call this lucky?”

“…Yasumo.”

Come to think of it, she disappeared from the spot even before the runaway started.

Unlike Greasville, who was unaware of the Demon King’s condition, and Beelzebub, who had lingering feelings about him and was late in running away.

“Were you aware of the Demon King’s condition?”

“Rather than saying I noticed it, I should say that I’ve lost touch with him since a long time ago. To be honest, the desires I have are not something that can be satisfied just by being in the military.”

Yes, she is a demon of lust.

She does not consider the superiority or inferiority of her power, location, or ideology when it comes to someone who will mix her body with hers.

For her, who had grown tired of him and had become interested in her homos*xuality, the merciless acts of destruction by her demon lord’s army must have been a good thing…….

“…Yasumo.”

Then what about other demons?

Will the demons who came to this world with only the demon king be able to navigate this unfamiliar world even after losing the demon king as their central point?

“What will happen to the Demon King’s army in the future?”

“The limit has already been passed. The bald man who was at the forefront of the fight and the bug guy who commanded and managed the army are dead… And the two of us no longer feel the need to be in the Demon King’s army. Because there is.”

The Four Heavenly Kings were summoned and two of them died in the blink of an eye.

Probably, the demons who returned from other areas will also hear the news when they return to the military in the near future.

“What will happen to the demons who are not controlled by the Demon King?”

When that time comes, it will probably be impossible for the Demon King’s army to be maintained as before.

The reason why the military system was able to be established among the selfish demons was because they believed that they could achieve their desires by following the absolute strong.

“No matter what happens, if you survive, it will be no different from what you will do in the future. Not listening to control, just doing what you want…”

Yes, just as an enemy without the Demon Lord.

It is not controlled by anyone, and it just returns to a crucible of chaos where everyone is faithful to their desires.

“Ahahahaha~ You talk like you’re different.”

Yasumo burst out laughing at my opinion and gradually began glaring at her with wide-open eyes.

“A resignation letter. It was a really interesting story. The mad slayer who has killed the most intelligent beings in the Demon King’s army is now acting like a human imitator.”

Imitation of humans.

Did her previous actions seem like that to her?

“…No matter what you do, the foundation doesn’t change.”

It’s just good.

Whether they are aware of it or not, it all probably comes from the instincts possessed by demons.

“We always live for our desires. If we cannot achieve them on our own, we must live as parasites on someone who will make those desires come true.”

“…That’s right. Even if the Demon King disappears, the fundamentals will not change.”

Sleep. The body disappearing like dust.

Afterwards, through the fog that was disappearing into thin air, only that voice began to echo like an echo.

-And for that desire, I can be prepared to fight even with my old colleagues.

Ahahahaha, hahahahaha~♬

The sound of laughter gradually fades away.

At the end, Mephisto, realizing that his presence had completely disappeared, soon left the spot and moved in front of him.

If we meet again someday, there is a high possibility that we will become enemies rather than allies, but that is not right now, so let’s not worry about it.

“…I survived.”

Following that thought, as I gradually got farther away from the scene, the tension disappeared and I began to feel my heartbeat clearly.

Breathing and the feel of the wind sweeping over your skin.

And the warmth of sunlight shining from where the dark clouds have cleared.

“I survived. Really.”

As I enjoy that light, I feel that even the source of desire that has bound me all along is fading away.

At this moment, I feel that the memories of my aimless wandering trip are reduced to something as insignificant as a stone hitting my foot.

“And even now, I still remember you.”

But what follows from now on is not a journey wandering aimlessly, but a path with clear milestones.

The reason was trivial, and the time we spent together was also short.

Nevertheless, that light came to mind clearly at this moment, so I tried to follow its traces and come down the stage where I had been dancing all along.

Waiting for someone else to achieve one’s ideals.

The story of the world’s most humble clown is buried in this land.

As a woman in love.

To live a life where you achieve what you want with your own hands.

-Tiring~

As if to express such will, the strings of the instrument in his hand begin to pluck.

A performer who acts lighter than ever and responds to true emotions.

-Tiriring~♬

As the gentle sound echoed beyond the hills, the dandelion seeds dormant in her soil began to sprout, clearing the way for her to move forward.

The buds swaying, guided by the hum, eventually become flowers, and the seeds that sprout where the leaves fell are blown away by the wind.

“Hyosung. How about you?”

The moment the path along which the wind travels was clearly drawn, the bard who followed that path sang his wind.

More valuable than a mirage that was just intense.

I hope that there will be simple happiness that I can hold in my hands at the end of this journey.

“Even in a world like this, would you still want to be with me?”

Humans and demons. This is the moment when everyone else living in this world prepares for the impending destruction.

To enjoy entertainment that may be the last of this life.

****

…… Okay.

I gave up everything just for that one thing.

“Take your hands off that person.”

What is this woman?

Now that we are one step away from happiness, why has he suddenly appeared and glared at us with such fierce eyes?

“…Could you say that again?”

I am not an ordinary human being.

It is still weak, but if you consider its status alone, it has reached the same level as the Demon King.

“I told you to get your hands off my man!!!”

At the words uttered by a woman who could easily be called a ‘demigod’ in her own right, Marylin unconsciously made a blank expression.

My man.

Are you referring to this man who is now in your arms?

“It looks like a lot happened while I was away…”

Marylin Serge Land, who felt her heart rising at those words, said quietly, her eyes flashing.

“Can you handle what I just said?”

Perhaps it may be the biggest obstacle to realizing your desires.

Staring at someone who can definitely be called a ‘rogue enemy.’