Chapter 4 – 04. No Way Home (4)
The capital of Magia, the Principality of Madou.
Media.
The official residence of the king of a large duchy. The Duke of Madou, who does not have his own private residence and lives only at the official residence of the Duke of Madou.
Medea Corchis.
In the seven archons system, after the first Duke Maximilian Carlos, the position of the Duke King changed and the seven Archons also changed, the seven newly established Archons and the Magical Dukes.
And she was the one who was named ‘the weakest’ among the nicknames that past magic kings used when naming themselves. And those who knew her skills were full of people wondering why she was the weakest, and she even said the same to the person she loved.
-Why are you the weakest?
Well.
I can’t defeat you when I want to.
Everything else has no value.
In my world, there is only you.
Marcus.
You were my everything.
To surpass you.
I burned my whole life to win over you, and to be with you. In order to become someone worthy of you, I ascended to the position of the King of Magic, a position that you should have ascended to, but I should not have ascended to.
…
I decided to put an end to this useless discussion.
It’s already been over 30 years since Marcus left her. And the two women who appeared next to him.
One is a dark-skinned woman who calls herself ‘Nebula’.
The other is a woman with jet-black hair. She is a woman called ‘Noctis’.
The two women came to Marcus’ side.
One who receives the love of the stars.
Star mage.
And at the end, a star came down next to him, and the stars were like a hazy fog and an abyss so dark that it was impossible to tell the end. From the ‘bitch’ named Nebula, Clark – Dawn Bringer.
‘Mummy – Dawn Bringer’ from a prostitute named Noctis.
And with those two, Mira, who was holding baby Clark, the kid who was very wary of him, and Marcus, who blocked them.
If Marcus hadn’t stopped him there, he would have mercilessly killed the two insects born from stealing his beloved seed.
-If you do more here, I won’t remain silent even if it were you, King Kong.
-…Why? Why? Why?
-…Stop it now, forget about me.
-Why not me? I liked it first. I loved you first, so why did you have a child with prostitutes who don’t even know the origins, Marcus?
-…From the beginning, I had no fundamentals. The bastard son of the Dawn Bringer family. And until that bastard ascends to the rank of ‘consul’. After killing with his own hands a ‘fool’ who thought he could decide everything for his children just because he was the father, he purged many of Dunbringer’s existing associates.
-But why?
-That is the ‘contract’ between me and ‘them’. A ‘contract’ that the wizard signed in his name. And I will teach my children magic, and rather than living as a ruthless wizard, I will raise them to be ‘beings’ who can shed blood and shed tears.
-If they grow-
-Nothing has been decided yet.
-No, I know. They are things that will eventually be eaten by their own innate nature! By killing you and using your blood and skin as food…
-The trivial fatigue of a commoner cannot understand the eternal magic of the Dawn Bringer.
-…
– These were the words of my father who died in my hands.
Oh, I did.
And Medea was irreparably hurt by Marcus’ words, which coldly spoke to her as if drawing a line toward her.
-…You think that innate blood and nature cannot be defeated by reason and effort.
That wasn’t it.
That was definitely not the case.
-…Born blood. There are no absolutes. I killed my father to prove it, but you – same thing.
After intercourse with him, beings were born by stealing his seeds.
And about the dangers of those beings. And Marcus, who did not know the danger, said this because he was very worried. I would rather kill them with my own hands than have them grow up and kill Marcus.
However, from that day on, he eventually became distant from Marcus.
Marcus announced his breakup.
-…Please don’t appear in front of me again, King Kong.
-Wait!! You, you, are you going to resign as consul like this!? Otherwise you-
-Of course not. The children still need me. And once the children grow up, I will not hesitate to resign from my position as consul.
Okay.
And the plan went ahead as scheduled.
The kids left. One is because of catching the demon lord.
And he didn’t even know that it was a trap he had prepared.
Just one person.
A hundred-year plan to bring back just one man.
The one chosen by the priests of the Solias Church was actually ‘Clarke – Dawn Bringer’.
However, Medea visited the Solias Church.
7 years ago.
Clark – Dawn Bringer, who teaches at an elementary school in the Department of Magic.
If you’re going to point out him and ‘remove’ him, why not do as he suggests?
The priests were amazed at the unimaginable being, and soon after, they received a revelation and, as Medea suggested, they were Clark’s disciples. In particular, point out the ‘disciple’ discovered by Clark.
All hero candidates die anyway.
Warrior.
And the devil.
The Devil is literally the world’s reaction to overthrow the gods’ ruling system.
Originally, darkness and light should have mixed and moved together, but because the gods are driving that darkness into a corner, that cornered darkness is creating a powerful ‘demon king’.
The demons come together and a powerful demon king is born, and the demon king acts to overturn the rule of the gods.
And to eliminate the devil, the strongest among mortals are selected and sent.
The reason for sending it is even if you can’t kill it, and if you kill it, just send a removal team afterwards.
By the way, Clark – Dawn Bringer.
He didn’t die.
He somehow survived and ran away, colluded with the church, and risked everything just to kill Clark and Mira.
And in the ‘Cult’, there is a ‘ritual’ to wash away the ‘dirt’ attached to Marcus.
It was said that the ritual of the river god was held.
In order to erase the traces of the two prostitutes from his body through the power of the Holy Spirit.
It will be over soon.
And at that moment, a cool sensation felt on his neck.
And an axe.
And at that moment, Medea was startled by the sensation of the axe.
At the same time, seeing the other person approaching this distance, Medea only then said, Ha! And she laughs.
“…If you came this far, why don’t you hit my head?”
And the existence of a ‘monster’ with purple eyes reflected in the ax blade, which was polished so shiny that its face could be seen reflected in it. And since we’ve come this far, we can’t run away, and it’s crazy to counterattack with magic or engage in close combat with magic.
This monster was a crazy monster that, with its power beyond simple physical ability, magic, and all other ‘supernatural powers’, broke through the ice that was supposed to bind it and cut off the wizard’s head with an axe.
“Dick Johnson, I don’t know why a guy like you is with that kid.”
“I think an old lady like you thinks about that.”
“Grandma? Huh, have you ever seen an old lady who looks so young and pretty?”
He is now almost 70 years old.
The good thing about being a wizard is that you can rejuvenate your appearance and become younger with magic. Because of this, old wizards either live for hundreds of years or more, or become half-liches and wander the world, and various denominations, including the Solias Church, the Jupiter Church, the Odin Church, and the Sumerian Church, kill them on sight.
There is no need for a transcendent.
Maybe he is measuring the angle that will kill even himself.
But what does that matter?
Anyway, his only goal is Marcus.
“Among my wives, there are women as old as you, but even so, you only look fine on the outside, but on the inside, you are a completely rotten Halkas. No matter how beautiful you make your appearance, you cannot help but smell bad inside.”
“Oh, I agree with that.”
“It’s okay to have your consent. I don’t know what you did.”
“It’s about erasing the traces of those prostitutes on my man.”
“Then why didn’t you do it with your own strength?”
Dick Johnson.
A friend who has been with Clark since childhood.
However, seeing how he treats himself so poorly, he must also be a transcendental person who has hidden his appearance.
Surely, some apostles of gods or even gods would easily eat it as an after-dinner snack. Well, to begin with, the sight of him walking out of the hellfire unharmed and chopping off the head of a fallen wizard who had lost all his magic with an ax was horror itself.
Since he couldn’t lose any more wizards, he ordered the mages, including the consuls, to avoid the spot if they didn’t attack him first, even if they saw him. However, every now and then, he would find an ax in his head, or people who were trying to take his life, or who were instigating him, were next to his bed. Considering that Dok2’s corruption happens frequently, there are many people targeting him.
“I can’t do it on my own. So I borrowed God’s power. What’s the problem?”
“…This is why the heads of bitches who only studied are always like this. Even a man named Marcus was picked on by a bitch like you.”
“…Don’t curse at him.”
“I feel sorry for my friend, but that person is such a fucking idiot that he didn’t hit someone like you right away.”
He told me so much to kick it out.
If he can ascend to the position of Prince Erado Mado right away, he is a person who can ascend. He met him one day and talked to him and revealed his identity, but he never did it until the end.
Dick swore at his calm words and attitude of accepting his ‘fate’, but Medea didn’t know about it.
“…It’s something you decided for yourself. Don’t argue about it.”
“…What.”
“…You have caused another chaos in this world.”
And I feel the world being distorted.
Naturally, Dick has already put away the axe, and his burning violet eyes are looking up at the sky.
Space is distorted, and another mana begins to flow into the world.
“What do you know?”
And Medea asks Dick: And Dick’s eyes were on the Church of Solias and the Medea branch of the Magia Principality, and of course, Dick spoke to Medea with his purple-burning eyes about the ‘horrible things’ happening there.
“Check it out for yourself. You damn old woman.”
And Medea speaks to Dick. He lifts the staff as if arcane energy is about to pour out from here at any moment.
“Tell me, what did you do…”
“What are you doing?”
And, before she can do that, Dick’s hand grabs her neck. It’s ready to twist at any moment.
“Whoa!?”
“…What did you do? You did it with your own hands, and you’re asking me what you’re doing, you old woman?”
And at the same time, his purple eyes sparkle. Am I talking to someone? Naturally, he immediately let go of his nervous grip on the neck and spoke to Medea.
“… Ha, really, it’s annoying that I can’t break the pot with my own hands even after seeing something like a dog chase.”
“…Cluck, cough, cough…What on earth-“
Dick’s face, eyes, and her words were full of contempt, as if she truly loathed her, and Dick opens the door to her space, looking at her cooing Medea.
That door of space, that door that can pop out anytime, anywhere.
And through that door, a monster breaks into the wizards’ residence without mercy and smashes an ax into their heads.
Why does the monster get away without killing itself?
“We will meet again soon. And you… Will have to spend the rest of your life begging for forgiveness from the last beings he ‘left behind’.”
“…I?”
“Human thought pursues rationality, but it also pursues irrationality too much. I say that’s the fun part about humans. However, I hope they don’t do crazy things that go too far… Isn’t that a story for others?”
Grumbling like that, Dick goes inside.
“Wait…!! What are you saying, what are you saying!!!”
But either way, before entering the space for the final time, Dick raises his middle finger and goes inside.
After a brief commotion, the only thing that changed in her office was a pile of papers falling down and her collapsing.
As if it never existed from the beginning.
