Chapter 221 – Sitri (4)
The atmosphere subsided.
It has to be.
The woman she thought was her enemy, she decided to self-destruct, handed over the information to us, and saw her disappear.
It was like the impossible had happened to us.
Especially for Adela, who heard a certain amount of the whole story from Mitra, and for me, who witnessed the destruction of this world dozens or hundreds of times through her memories.
All demons are invaders from the other world to destroy the world. There are no exceptions to that.
This was a very natural proposition for us, so Sitri’s suicide… Sacrifice gave us feelings that cannot be described in words.
Was that the woman’s intention so far?
If so, what is the reason? Because Sitri is actually a demon who loves humans and is the opposite of the demon lord?
It can’t be.
I saw Mitra’s memories.
Everyone watched her get frustrated after hundreds of failures.
And out of all those memories, Sitri never sided with humans—not even once.
The vanguard of the Demon King.
Although it has now become impossible to turn back time, among the ‘failures’ that Mitra has suffered, there have also been several failures by Sitry.
She was a cruel and cold-hearted demon.
She was like that, she was actually a human-loving, warm-hearted devil on the inside.
It’s not even a bad story.
Truly impossible.
“… First.”
Let’s go back
At my words to organize the situation, everyone nodded their heads slightly as the atmosphere that had not been bad until they arrived here had completely subsided.
I was in a mess.
*
On the way back to the Chepesche Mansion.
Apparently, everyone was tired, so we got a suitable wagon midway and rode it.
Originally, they were going to go through the warp gate, but it seems that the reaction of the collapse of Nosferatu’s fortress in the other side of the world went beyond the entire city and reached the nearby territory, making the gate’s waves extremely unstable.
‘Eww… If it was a simple level, I would do something, but I think it’s impossible now.’
In the fortress of Nosferatu, Eileen shook her head in pain, as most of her magic circuits were turned off as soon as the battle was over due to the recoil of using rare time magic to riff into the past a hundred years ago, where fantasy and reality were mixed.
‘I have to take a carriage and go back to Chepes territory? I’m dying really…’
On top of the rattling wagon. I picked up the people who made a sound of pain behind me.
It’s been a week already like that.
Still sitting on the horseback seat, I tried to float the sphere Sitri had handed me—a polygonal shape infinitely close to a sphere, not exactly a perfect sphere.
As much as it was kept in the shadows, it was completely unchanged from when it was first handed over.
It is a kind of memory backup that extracts and contains information from Sitri’s memory. Although it was created with magic, it is more likely to see it as part of the spirit.
It’s part of the soul…
“Come to think of it.”
The moment I was lost in thought for a moment. Eileen, who had regained some energy, poked her head out at me.
“What information was in it? Inside.”
A mass of magical energy that shimmers with opaque light.
Eileen seemed to be interested in the information Sitri had passed on until it disappeared. Although he couldn’t erase his ill feelings toward the demon himself, Sitrira, it didn’t seem like he was denying the information itself.
“Because it could be fake information by any chance.”
“I don’t think so.”
At Eileen’s point, I shook my head. From what I’ve checked with Adela, at least the information Sitri gave me wasn’t false.
I wonder if she has information that even Sitri doesn’t know, or if she’s misinformed.
“I found out quite a lot. There were things I knew, but there were quite a few important things among the things I didn’t know. First of all, something like the authority of the demon lord.”
Demon King, Baal.
[Destruction], An authority equal to my [Nilness]. If that is the power of a transcendental being obtained by an individual called Baal by breaking out of its own vessel.
Just as I came to have the second power as the true ancestor, not as Scarlett Tepesh, Baal also has the second power obtained in the name of the ‘Demon King’.
“It’s not ironic.”
The second ability, [Dominance], That was born under the influence of the characteristic [True Ancestor] Of my unique characteristics [Endow], [Connection], And [Tune].
And now that I have come to know, the power that Baal has through the seat of the devil is “Reign”.
“… It overlaps again.”
The first powers of Baal and I are the only ones that can cancel each other out.
Even that wasn’t enough, and even the second Power, which was tied to an almost similar category.
If there is such a thing as fate, it seems that it is really terribly intertwined with me.
“Maybe that’s why Sitri gave her life for me.”
Literally, if that’s fate.
The reason why she gave her life to none other than me, who had never given up for her humanity, and was just a great spearhead of the demon king.
Not because I love humanity, but because I love myself.
If it was because he loved only me, he tried to be helpful to me by going to the point of betrayal, which he had never caused before for me.
And if that was an unavoidable fate and fate——.
“He is a sinful man.”
“Are you jealous?”
“I’m jealous… It’s because he’s already a dead opponent, and it’s true that he helped us. I can’t help but admit that.”
Eileen put her chin on my shoulder, which had fallen into contemplation again. There was a subtle annoyance on his face.
The feelings the party had for Sitri still looked quite complicated.
It would be better if it was on our side, and if it wasn’t for me, Sitri would have been at the forefront of the demon lord as always, without me having to explain.
In the end, as Aileen said, it was organized to the point of ‘I hate it, but let’s admit that I helped’.
“Let’s go back and think about it. Information needs to be shared.”
“What do you even think about…”
Eileen grumbled and went back into her wagon. Adela was the least spirited of her party, so I put Adela in the back of Eileen’s head as she entered.
“Do it yourself!”
Only a pouty reply came back, but I knew that Adela, who was depressed by herself after all, would take care of her, so she didn’t say anything more.
Even though she looks like that, she is the head of a girl who takes care of others well, so she takes good care of her behind the scenes.
“Whew.”
When I brought up Adela, I suddenly felt worried again and sighed for no reason.
Although what she was doing was still childish and a bit flimsy, her name was Adela, a continental Yui who could communicate directly with the goddess.
In addition, she has sharp senses and an extraordinary mind as a candidate for her saintess, just as much as Iris, who was born and raised in the imperial family since childhood.
It’s been a week since she’s been locked in her corner, as if her head is complicated by her sheet work.
-Duke.
—… Aren’t all demons evil?
A week ago, on that day, we set up camp and spent the night in the ruins of the fortress that collapsed with the ruin of Nosferatu.
She deliberately made a tent for each person so that she could have a good rest, and at dawn Adela came and asked me.
‘All demons are evil that deserve to be exterminated.’
I returned that premise again. They were intruders, and they were also slayers.
At least in Mitra’s memory, the seventy-two demons he saw were basically the ones who had slaughtered tens to hundreds of thousands of humans without exception.
Just because the sheet was slightly different in this episode, it didn’t change anything.
‘It wasn’t even Sitri who sacrificed herself for another cause in the first place.’
Other people don’t know, but Sitri handed over all of herself, and I, who received it, could tell.
Until the moment Sitri died, she hadn’t thought of the same cause for humanity or to prevent a massacre at all.
But…
No, let’s hear more details from him himself later when we have time and opportunity.
─But.
I thought I said it well, but Adela’s expression was not comfortable. Still, she’s pretty relaxed about her unorganized emotions and complex expression, so she’s thinking that if left alone, she’ll organize her thoughts on her own.
If it doesn’t work out, you can hold me again and give me a consultation for a day.
“You’ll see it soon.”
As I was immersed in contemplation for a long time, a familiar landscape came into my eyes before I knew it.
Chepesh Province.
Back to my land
“Everyone is almost there. Get ready soon.”
“Eww… Where… ? It’s still light, are you already preparing for camp… ?”
“To be homeless…”
“No, the Chepes territory. I have come home.”
“Omg.”
“Mu, mu, what? Really?”
Everyone must have been sleeping, and he mumbled in a lower voice, drunk, and seemed to wake up when he said that he was home.
“Ooh, whoa! It’s home, home!”
“It’s not your house.”
“What? Won’t you marry me?”
Eileen, who glared at her with her eyes wide open, gently lifted her waist as if she would jump out of her wagon at any moment.
I can’t even joke
“What if you get married, like Eileen Chepes?”
“… Still, a house is a house.”
“Okay. It’s not even your house. Hit it like that.”
“Chi.”
The archmage wheezed as if indignant. Daisy stretched out her breasts with a smug look on her face.
“Can I have Daisy Chepes?”
“Because you are not the head of household.”
As it is said, if Daisy, who is not the successor but the first child who left the family, changes her surname to Chepesch, Blackwood will welcome it with open arms.
On the contrary, Eileen, who is already the young head of Friedrich and is expected and loved by the elders of the family and the elders of the Mage Tower, cannot change her last name to Chepesch.
Even if you marry me, you have to live separately. It is an unavoidable law.
“… Bad guy! I only have you!”
“Huh. I love you too.”
“Uuuuu!”
Pop! The wagon exploded. Eileen’s magic circuit must have recovered considerably, and it seemed that she couldn’t overcome her intensified emotions and was released.
Ah.
Did you tease me too much?
