265 – Your Choice-2
[…Ha…hahahaha.]
The Demon King was smiling.
He couldn’t help but laugh.
[Looks like you had a lot of fun?]
The Vampire Lord, who became one with the Demon King for the first time, asked himself a question and asked why.
Even if it was the first time, ‘this’ would be a feeling that could never be understood by this generation’s Road, whose assimilation rate was poor.
[I can’t help but laugh at the paradoxical results.]
[That’s definitely true. Coincidences connected like a thread create destruction.]
As he is a nameless great devil, an ancient ‘demon’ who was resurrected with his own fragments, his understanding was at least acceptable.
[An insignificant being that the immortal Hellsing hid and the second great warrior chased away to protect it for the last time.]
Leonardo was just such a being at the time.
A being who lives the life of an ordinary person by fate.
The talent and causality determined by mana were at that level.
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[That’s why it’s funny. I don’t think someone like that would grow into a Joker.]
If he had not met either Hellsing or Aria, Leonardo would have ended his life just living the life of an ordinary person.
The two beings who formed a relationship in the first place probably wanted that kind of life for Leo, but the God of Light tends to cowardly choose to sit on the sidelines when times are important.
[I’m looking forward to it. The moment Leonardo comes… No.]
Even though the mental erosion has stopped, the Demon King cannot help but laugh.
It’s not that a wise man or a saint kicked him out.
The road to ultimate despair was completed when Ruben, whose soul had clearly disappeared, disposed of himself.
[I can’t wait to completely subdue Ruben Reinhardt.]
Everyone spoke to each other at the same time and smiled.
The contradiction of the black divinity of a hypocritical evildoer was to be expected.
* * *
“…What do you mean by that? “Does it make sense for you to remember all of those things?”
Lumine’s point was valid based on common sense.
It is difficult to tell the difference in hair or nail length even a week ago. It looks even more similar if you don’t change the shape of your hair or cut it as if you were shaving it.
I couldn’t understand the difference between faded memories from more than 10 years ago.
{…The Demon King still has enhanced memory.}
However, if there is a concept that goes beyond common sense, such as the devil, the story is different.
The memories that had already been forcibly recalled by the Demon King were vividly recalling memories from decades ago as if they were yesterday.
“…What… Is that…”
Aria couldn’t bear to answer.
She already knew that Ren was immortal.
However, it was a concept that was only understood as the meaning of rebirth.
However, the explanation that there was no change or growth was an unconvincing concept as an existence.
[…Are you saying that time is fixed…]
The only person who followed the conversation was the wise man. I was able to immediately guess Leo’s guess in this already hole-in-the-wall story.
“…I need to check. “Somehow.”
The tone of speech feels more obsessive than other times.
It was an understandable behavior as it was related to his parents, but it was not easy to understand why Leo, who was usually so cold-hearted and unsentimental, was so excited.
“…First of all, there could have been a way to have a good talk with Chief Anus and Mr. Dean…”
“You can’t do that!”
A suddenly raised voice, resolutely opposing the reasonable opinion expressed by Ariasviel.
Beyond being decisive, to the point where he looks nervous.
“…Leo…”
“You can’t get any more involved with ordinary people like your grandmother, your brother… and the village people.”
It wasn’t completely unreasonable or incomprehensible.
Even in Reinhardt, there are cases where non-combat personnel such as Scilica do not participate in battles or some meetings at all.
“…But not informing at all…”
But now Leonardo was too obsessive.
“It’s okay. “So we can evacuate already…”
[Evacuate to what?]
Before my eyes, there was a spirit revealed among the dew collected from the rain.
Nimbus, a spirit born from the rain that fell in Doron, appeared in front of Leo and his group. Maybe it was because it appeared like a sudden shower, but no one could take their eyes off the spot.
“…Mr. Nimbus…?”
Before I could persuade or convince them, the spirits came.
If there was only one spiritist named Ariaspil, spirits sensitive to mana would flock to the place, but the people here now were only great people destined to leave a big mark on history.
[Leo, long time no see! It’s been a while Aria too! Is this your first time seeing this? There are new faces too!]
“…Ah… Hello.”
Lumine, in the awkward air, greeted the spirit in front of her. Manas gathered around to the extent that even Lumine, who was not a spiritist, was convinced that there were numerous microspirits.
“…Nimbus…?”
[…Leo you…]
Leonardo was clearly looking in the direction of Nimbus. Nimbus was aware of that too.
But
[…I’ll tell Anus first. I was waiting for you to come.]
“…Ha… Okay.”
I didn’t feel like their eyes were meeting. It only seemed like they were recognizing the movement of mana and responding to each other, rather than recognizing the spirit.
“…Leo…?”
Dean, who had just finished hunting, was carrying a deer with his blood on it and was looking at himself with a blank expression.
And next to it.
“…You came too late.”
There was a lonely grandmother who was waiting for her grandson in a foreign place.
* * *
The villagers did not notice that Leo had arrived. That wasn’t just about killing the sight and using perception-impairing magic.
“…Let’s eat something small first. “It’s freshly caught so it will taste good…”
Without telling anyone, Dean was sweating profusely as he served venison to three of the continent’s top heroes.
One of them was clearly a younger brother who was following in his footsteps, but now he could not think of that younger brother as the ‘Leo’ he knew.
“…Yes… Thank you…”
“Chief, I won’t tell you much.”
Without context, Leo got straight to the point.
Due to the feeling of obsession, I did not show the usual consideration or even the leisure that I used to have.
“Leave the village with your brother. “It would be safest to go to the Eastern Continent.”
[Leonardo.]
“Leo!!”
“Be quiet. Even if we don’t talk at the same time, we know what Leo said.”
In response to Leo’s direct and overbearing words, both Aria and the wise man called out Leo’s name loudly for a moment.
Leo’s behavior now seemed too obsessive and coercive for me to think he was in control.
“…Is the reason you suddenly want to send me on an overseas trip because you and your love are vessels of the devil?”
“…Grandma Anus!! That…!”
“Since you know me well, I guess we can talk quickly.”
Even though it was such a distant and cruel story, Anus and Leo did not blink an eye.
Dean could not speak at all, and he entered into a story that even the heroes of the time, Aria and Lumine, could not touch.
“I refuse.”
“If it is because of the villagers, take measures to ensure that everyone evacuates…”
“I never said it was that kind of problem. “Anyway, except for Dean, it’s a village with only old people who do today and tomorrow.”
Neither Leo nor Anus makes any concessions.
Even though Leo has the upper hand in terms of power and economic power.
Rather than being pushed around, Anus strongly expresses his opinions.
“If you’re doing it for us, it’s pointless meddling. “If you have a purpose for coming, tell me…”
“Then, at least take refuge for me…”
Pajijijik, electric shock strikes.
[I tried to listen, but I really can’t hear it.]
Inis’s lightning blows away before Leo can finish his words. Even though he has no intention of killing, Leo, who was struck by a thunderbolt, does not move at all.
[Running away? Are you saying that all you have to do is steal your own family? Are you going to say this out loud in front of your comrades who are fighting with you?!]
“Innis.”
It doesn’t make any defenses, and even when hit by lightning, it only stops talking for a moment and doesn’t let out a single scream.
“I don’t mind talking like that if you can kill me.”
At the point where he did not avoid the prohibition in the first place even though he was affected by it, the probability of that happening converged to 0.
Even Inis trembles with fear at that single word. Leo didn’t even see him, he just relied on his senses to locate him and threaten him.
“I’m at home, so let’s check it out.”
The place we are now is not the village hall, but Leo’s house.
The original purpose of coming was to find ‘evidence’ in the house.
[…Leo you…]
Leonardo creates a magic circle on the ground.
The black stone worn on the arm, like a living creature, seeps in between the floor and furniture and brings out something.
“This is… women’s clothes and an album…”
The items included included Ren’s clothes and her family album. Around him, things like his hair and dead skin cells were swept up together.
The process and result were too bizarre to be called cleaning.
“…Let’s take a look at the album. “I wonder if there’s at least one picture of Mom.”
“That’s because Mr. Ren intentionally didn’t take a single picture…”
Dean, who spoke like an excuse, also knew that there was nonsense in his words. Because it cannot be denied that it was already heterogeneous when the photo was not taken in the first place.
“Then take a good look at your clothes. “There won’t be a single trace of blood, even down to your underwear.”
“…That…Washing…”
Dean, who was soon showing red through his fur from shame, closed his mouth, unable to make an excuse or defend himself.
He was unable to find room to defend himself with his short speech and lack of academic background.
“So what’s the point? “Are you trying to say that Ren is a monster?”
“It would be better to be a monster. “Because it’s easier to think about.”
The black stone is again wrapped around Leo’s arm and worn as his bracelet. The hair and dead skin cells that have accumulated on the desk are still preserved in a clean form.
“There’s nothing here that belongs to Mom. “It’s all mine.”
“…What?”
Even Anus, who tried to remain as aloof as possible, was momentarily shocked.
Dean notices the situation for a moment because he cannot understand the context, but he becomes mute, unable to keep his mouth shut due to the shock of everyone, including Ain.
“If you think about it with common sense, it doesn’t make sense. “It’s the house I lived in before, and no matter how long I’ve been away, it’s normal for a strand of hair to fall off.”
Anyone who has studied professional tracking techniques will know this.
No matter what kind of human or demon she is, if she has been living there for several years, it is not surprising if at least a strand of her hair falls off.
“What I’m using now is a tracking spell exclusively for magic executioners. “It is a magic that has never failed or had any problems so far.”
Generally, the success rate is 90%, and if even a black stone is used to solve a physical problem, it is not enough to say that the success rate is 100% just by using magic.
[It was true that the time was fixed.]
Non-growth of nails and hair has also been proven to be true. If you grow in the first place, such a residue will remain in your residence.
“…What on earth… From earlier… I have no idea what it is…”
“…And…”
Ain and Aria caught my eye a few times.
Leo’s lips tremble even though it is a fact that will have to be said someday.
My hands still tremble when I think of the remaining materials in the research materials on Red Towerism.
He reviewed the additional calculations based on his own knowledge and that of the wise man, so many times that it was meaningless to count.
“My mother and I share more than 40% of our genes as humans. “I may not be the perfect biological mother, but we are definitely related by blood.”
Anus clearly said that Ren did not breastfeed her. With that testimony, she was able to formulate a hypothesis that Ren was not Leo’s biological mother.
Contrary to this, however, the genetic value went beyond general blood relations and approached the approximate value of the biological mother.
“And the Demon King’s vessel is later…”
“Wait a minute.”
Anus blew open the door of her house and pointed outward with her staff. Perhaps because of the strong wind, her hair blows and even her album is turned over.
“Leo should stay and the others should go out for a while.”
“Others should listen too…”
“I want to talk because it’s just the two of us. “Please.”
Leo knows.
Anus has only asked him for a favor once.
That’s why I can’t refuse the second time like I did ‘then’.
“…Okay. “Let’s all get out.”
Holding Ain’s hand, Aria took the lead and went out the door of her house. The others noticed for a moment, and soon even her old spirits went outside.
“…Just because we talk alone doesn’t mean the story will change. “I will have to face it someday…”
“If you put something like this out there, I’ll really enjoy it.”
Anus puts the bottle of alcohol on the table, interrupting Leo. When he was ‘Raynald’, he received alcohol from Marken as a gift, and now it has returned to Leo.
“Let’s have a drink. “Because you’re already over your age.”
“…This is a serious story. “There are people waiting outside…”
“Leo, you had no time for everything. “At best, even the old ghost left the place, so I can rest for a bit.”
“The wise man…”
Soon Leo closed his mouth.
“…Why? “Did you really think this old lady wouldn’t know?”
“…Since when did you know?”
“I’ve been vaguely thinking about it since you showed that you were rusty after growing up like a 100-year-old man.”
Reminiscing about when Leo returned as a knight, Anus uncorked the bottle of wine.
“…It would have been nice if I could wait until you said it directly, but time doesn’t wait for you or me.”
Maybe it was a coincidence, but the same tequila drink that I had with my prophetic friend was poured into the glass.