289 – Belated-3
I am definitely dead.
He even sacrificed his life to win the Demon King’s Diary Contest, so it was natural for him to die.
I thought of the possibility that it would have been better if I had survived, but it was okay now.
The devil, who was like the god of evil, was completely destroyed. At least the world that Leo could live in was kept safe.
When I thought about it that way, this death became a little less unfair. If I met the families who made sacrifices, I would at least be able to hold my head up proudly.
The only thing I regret is that I never saw Leo.
I had already decided not to see Leo again in order to save him, but as soon as I became convinced that I would never see him again, I felt like I would burst into tears.
＜…Save me…＞
I soon heard a voice.
It felt like the information was delivered directly to my head in print rather than a voice.
What I saw was a hell even worse than what I thought was the underworld.
The scene continues as if to see how the people in the world they saved have changed.
Only then did I realize that this was not the afterlife.
I could sense it with my soul.
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What kind of person have you become and what is happening to the world?
The moment it was fixed in this form, I had no choice but to know.
Many scenes came to Ariaspil.
People dying miserably, unable to fight and hoping for a hero.
Warriors who blame only the missing holy sword and do not fight.
Even the trash who blames the world and others and runs the risk of summoning the devil again.
Even though all of that was painful to Ariasviel, it wasn’t anything like that that broke her down.
In fact, it was closer to the opposite.
I was hurt because he was such an upright man.
I was heartbroken because I didn’t blame the hero.
‘…Why… Are you fighting…’
What made Aria despair was the moment when she had no choice but to see Leo by her side.
‘What did Leo do wrong…’
I wanted to somehow escape Leo from the fate of this fight, but as a result, I ended up throwing him into the deepest battlefield.
‘Why did the world make Leo unhappy!!’
From the moment the inscription was engraved, there was nothing Ariasviel could do other than protect Leo’s spirit from the demons.
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No one could react for a while to the torture of not being able to die.
This may not be an issue that is easily understood by mortals.
Some people may question whether this is a good thing, but fortunately, there are no people here who have such simple and foolish thoughts.
“…Forever without the option of dying?”
Ameri’s question was both a side note and an important crossroads.
If there is a choice, there will be room for persuasion.
Black Aria declared in a tone as cold as the current situation.
I had long since abandoned such hope after I had no choice but to hold her holy sword.
“Then… she really can’t die forever…”
Marken, the oldest living person, felt the weight deeply with his trembling gaze.
He is a man who also lost his wife.
I was able to understand that not being able to die meant eternal death, not eternal life.
I couldn’t even imagine what that person’s mind would be like if they really couldn’t die and lived indefinitely.
If you explain it that way, the questions so far will definitely be resolved.
There were too many disparate factors to say that the bowl was decided because of blood ties.
One of the characteristic elements, being without mana, did not apply to Leo at all.
However, if we take a simple approach and the condition is not to die, it is understandable that he can become a vessel for the Demon King, who is conceptually immortal.
{…Is it because of the ban?}
Angela, who knew the continuation of this story, was soon able to guess that the cause was prohibition.
As a saint, she still clearly remembered what kind of words were received by those who in ancient times were forced to carve inscriptions on their bodies in order to copy revelations without knowing anything.
Forbidden sacred arts are created by warriors and some saints based on revelations they received from God.
As the prohibition was an artificial imitation, there was coercion and restriction, unlike revelation, which had autonomy.
The prohibition sticks with the user forever like a revelation.
Leo was the person who had no choice but to directly experience the side effects inherent in the prohibition.
The side effect ended up causing trouble that even God could not have predicted.
“…You mean you can’t die at all because of the ban on suicide.”
Chris had to suppress his anger by squeezing his throbbing right arm so hard that it bled.
I had the title of teacher in my past life, if not in my current life, but I was angry at the fact that I couldn’t do anything for him.
“Ha, but then isn’t the prohibition against suicide meaningless? “He is immortal, but avoiding death is an incorrect premise.”
As a magician, Eileen carefully guessed that there might be a way out there.
Aileen Temperius in the second episode became a person who wanted to believe in even a glimmer of hope.
Disconnection means that it cannot be reconnected.
Even if it is reconnected like an undead, it has been observed to be different from the original soul.
“…It’s like a machine.”
Because it was a familiar that imitated life, Ain was the first to understand its principles.
Just as a broken machine can move again by simply inserting parts and repairing it, Leo’s life was also operating on the same principle as a machine.
The reason why the Demon King initially told Leo to hold on to his life was simply because it took time to recover.
For a demon, most of the serious injuries sustained by humans were nothing more than minor injuries, such as scratches.
If the Demon King perfectly appears in Leo’s body, that flawed immortal will become even more perfect than Ren.
“…Then how can we get rid of Leo’s ban…”
As White Aria muttered to herself without her knowledge, Black Aria’s gaze and blade became life-threatening.
When other people learned that Black Arya’s choice was suicide, they could not bear to agree with her opinion.
Black Aria spoke, pointing the sword made of illusion at her neck.
{…If the Demon Lord is possessed… Then I…}
The intimidating feeling coming from Black Aria weighs down the people around here.
Considering that it only came from her words and not from Mana, I could tell how desperate and angry she was about her life.
Black Aria gave a truly obvious answer.
Leo is also a person with emotions that can break at any time.
No one can refute it.
Right now, Leo was feeling pressured to the point where it was no wonder.
Black Aria can say for certain that she has seen how Leo fought with only half his strength.
Because Leo has the power and qualifications to do so.
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Weeek…!”
Vomit called unhappiness comes out.
She vomits up along with the food and medicine that had sustained her dirty life.
It was a tranquilizer that helped me overcome even the poisonous poison, but now it’s even difficult to swallow.
Even if it was impossible to stabilize the devil’s thoughts, I thought it would be at least possible to alleviate them.
Rather than providing relief, just the taste of the medicine made me nauseous.
[Are you okay? I can at least cast a relaxation spell.]
“…Please do something like that quickly…!”
Despite the request being made in an unusually rough and rude manner, the wise man concocted a relaxation magic formula and applied it to Leo without saying anything.
Should I say it was a blessing in disguise? Thanks to Dragon Heart, the range of magic that can interfere has become even larger.
“…Thank you… Please do it sooner…”
[This is not a solution, it is just a mitigation. All they did was give him painkillers for a serious illness.]
This magic, like the Ring of Peace and Peace, merely relieves physical fatigue and residual illness so that one can remain mentally clear.
In essence, I was never able to escape from the devil’s grasp that was reaching towards my mind.
[…You’d better tell others about your condition. Have you forgotten what happened after suffering alone for some reason!?]
Even though the wise man spoke more seriously than usual, Leo got out of the toilet and went to the sink without saying a word.
I was half ignoring him, as if I was really treating him like a ghost.
＜…Even if I said it, what difference would it make?＞
Leonardo said that and turned on the water in the sink to wash his hands. He didn’t have anything on it, but he was scrubbing it away with his fingernails as if it were blood and dirt.
[Isn’t it your caution that you won’t know unless you try? If you keep holding on to the secret like this, misunderstandings will only build up…]
Kwaang..!
Leo, reaching his limit, slammed his fist down and glared at the wise man.
He had been angry like this several times before, but in the current situation, the wise man was unable to confront him like he usually did and get annoyed or irritated.
Although the honorific was used, it was impossible to gauge how Leo’s emotions were heightened when the title was called ‘you’.
[Leo you…]
The wise man’s slightly shocked expression did not register with Leo.
In fact, it was a question that should have been asked a long time ago, and there were too many questions piled up for the wise man to be able to answer them in a moderate way.
Start with basic personal information.
“How did you meet the hero Ruben? Why are you helping the hero?”
The circumstances of helping the hero were also unclear.
“What kind of relationship do you have with the devil!! “You didn’t tell me anything!”
More than anything, it was painful that my relationship with the Demon King was suspicious.
Because the berserker, the great devil, and the berserker all had no past or name like the wise man.
The worry that all this time might have been taken advantage of was tormenting my mind more than the demon lord’s quagmire.
“…Do you know what that feels like? “Do you know?”
The feeling of betrayal was piercing my entire body to the point where even the pretense was removed.
[I don’t know.]
The wise man answered briefly and boldly.
It was the same beginning as the answer I gave when I was sobbing in a separate conversation with Angela.
[…I don’t know, so tell me. Was it that hard?]
As a wise man, I could not answer with certainty that I knew what I did not know.
“…Isn’t it obvious?”
Soon, Leo calmed his excitement by spraying cold water from his sink on his face. In his current state, arousing his emotions would not do any good for him or the wise man.
“My life has been difficult enough even without the wise man.”
It was a life of betrayal to the extent that I would not be surprised even if I was betrayed by a wise man.
Not only because of the betrayal, but also mentally, I have never been comfortable in this life that has lasted well over 100 years.
It may have been a shameful life, but I could definitely say that I have never lived an easy life.
[…Then why did you bother to become my disciple after spending so many years full of hardships until you became a white-haired old man?]
The wise man’s question was an extremely simple question and answer.
It’s a question that won’t hurt Leo even if he answers it now.
[If you answer that, I will also answer. It doesn’t really matter if it’s true or a lie.]
Rather, it was a question and answer that was a benefit in itself in the current situation.
All it took was one answer.
“…Oh my… You old man…”
But while I was thinking about the answer, the times that passed through my head made me realize that my current anger had some meaning.
If this was intentional, this old man would have a personality and intelligence that shines in many ways.
“At least you knew more about magic than me. “For me, an outsider in magic, you were an outstanding person enough to be my teacher.”
Considering that he had guarded the cave alone for 300 years, more years than he had, he had the minimum qualifications.
I had the opportunity to learn magic properly, but I just thought there was no need to be proud.
Just like I learned from Reinhardt by bowing my head in order to win over Aria.
[…I see.]
The wise man looked directly at Leo with an expression mixed with various emotions.
Leo had seen that expression several times before. Although it wasn’t directed at him, he knew colleagues and friends who looked at him with that look.
It was exactly like the expression he had when he became a father.
[Then I will tell you as promised. What did I hide…]
“It’s done.”
It was a simple confirmation.
[What?]
As if there was no need for further questioning, Leo shook his hands a few times and grabbed the bathroom door handle.
“I think you’ll know anyway even if you don’t ask.”
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Saying this, Leo got up from his seat.
[Hey! Still! I set the mood like this, but listen to the story until the end, man! I am also prepared to say this!]
As I continued to research magic, by chance, a being called the Demon King was released from a seal.
In order to atone for that, he gave all the strength he could to the hero Ruben, and went into hiding, mostly suppressing his knowledge of the past.
Afterwards, he blocked the demonic spirit to a small extent with the Philosopher’s Stone and met Leonardo.
“…Isn’t this roughly the case?”
[…Why did you ask when you know everything? No, there’s something specific, so listen more!]
When all the rough stems were pierced without a chance to explain, the wise man seemed quite embarrassed and raised his voice.
Leo answered with a more relieved expression as he left the bathroom. His head still throbbed because of the demon lord, but at this rate, it might be worth a try.
The wise man held his eyebrows as if he was taken aback by those outrageous and bold words.
I feel the same way.
I wanted to shoot back by saying, ‘You were already a wizard with unique magic when you arrived at the cave.’
For atonement, the wise man kept his mouth shut.