119. Eternal Curse
The queen returned to her throne and sat down.
The knights were still silent, with their swords strapped to their waists, and Morian was also just staring at Arcel with eyes that contained no emotion.
Arcel bit her lip, worried about what nonsense the madman in front of her might say.
She said she could just ignore the words of the crazy person, but the Queen’s words had a terrible feeling, as if they were entering Arcel’s ears and digging into her brain.
But since I can’t immediately pick up a sword and cut it down, I can feel the thirst burning in my throat.
“No matter how much I say it is for the sake of peace, it is a terrible act to abandon the warriors who sacrificed themselves for our humanity. “I didn’t think it could go on any longer.”
Wow!
The Queen grasped her bladed staff and tore apart the painting containing the legend of the warrior.
“Furthermore, as I said, the peace that can be achieved is also incomplete, so I have resolved to use this generation as the last time to create a peace that will last as long as possible.”
“Well, it’s not like they eliminated all life on earth, right?”
“Of course, that can also be called peace, but… You know that, right?”
“Yes, that kind of thing is boring. “It’s not fun.”
Alfred frowned and shook his head.
Luckily, can we say that we have just avoided the worst?
“So, I plan to place all of these worlds under the kingdom of Hermod.”
However, the worst was only avoided.
That is the mindset of a perfect dictator, not much different from the way the devils have spoken so far.
Of course, if the entire world is under one’s control, there will be no war.
Because there is no force that will wage war.
“Is it the end of a dictatorship in the end? Not only is that not fun, but it can’t go on forever in the first place, right?”
“Do you think Satan hates obvious stories?”
“Of course, it’s a common story that can be found anywhere. Why would anyone like stories that follow the same story in the same format?”
“Still, there is nothing more comfortable to listen to than common stories. Moreover, if you have the ability, even an obvious story can become a legend that all the bards in the world sing about.”
The most representative example of this is the legend of the hero and the devil.
The hero held the holy sword and cut down the demon king.
The hero risked everything and exchanged his life for the Demon King.
The world welcomed peace for a while, but as always, the shadow of the devil began to cover the world again.
And then, a new hero stands up, holding the holy sword.
This was a poem about the legend of the warrior and the devil sung by almost all the bards in the world.
“Do you by any chance think that you can rule this world in peace and quiet forever?”
“Why do you think you can’t do it?”
“No matter how much you struggle, you are still only human. At best, you can live for about 100 years. How are you trying to rule the whole world? “Do you really think you have that kind of power?”
It’s just as Alfred said.
Regardless of the queen’s own lifespan or political ability, she would not have the power to rule the entire world from the beginning.
Of course, the Kingdom of Hermod is the strongest and most powerful nation among human forces, but there are also demons who lost a lot of strength in the war five years ago and whose power is still intact.
“Even if we create a new hero, that bad-tasting doll over there wouldn’t be able to keep up with even half of the heroes here.”
“If you say a doll… Are you sure you mean the Morrigan?”
Alfred nodded his head.
“That is an artificially created classification, or one that has been adjusted from infancy to have powers similar to those of a warrior. However, it is difficult for such farmed products to match the value of natural products.”
“…Was it something like that?”
“That’s right. This child is an entity that inherits the warrior’s blood. Thanks to that, he can hold the holy sword and his body is almost similar to the warrior.”
“In short, it is a copy or a deteriorated product.”
Arsel seemed to finally understand why Morian resembled him.
If you listen to the explanation so far, Morian is probably a replacement for the hero that the queen created without her knowledge, and is not a being chosen by the holy sword, but a clone of the being chosen by the holy sword.
With Hermod’s level of magic, it would be possible to artificially clone a human.
However, due to ethical issues, it may be prohibited from being made public.
“Still, in some cases, something artificially created may be better than something from nature, right? Just looking at the growth rate right now, isn’t it faster than the warrior’s?”
“That’s right, this warrior here has also heard monsters since he was young, but not to that extent.”
“Besides, if we have enough time, we can make as many more children like this. And she will be improved to grow stronger and faster. “Do you really think that the whole world cannot be brought under Hermod?”
“After hearing it, it seems like it could be possible. There is a saying that there is no business when there is limited volume.”
Alfred nodded in the affirmative.
According to the Queen’s words, this means that she will mass-produce countless Morarians and bring all the worlds to submission in earnest.
This is truly the strongest army that combines both quality and quantity.
Even if the Demon Lord appears again in the Demon Race, it is impossible to deal with all the tens of thousands of warriors.
In the first place, the reality is that demons are far inferior to humans in terms of numbers alone.
“…But isn’t that a theoretical assumption that can only be made if enough time is given to prepare?”
“!!”
At that time, all the knights began to draw their swords.
This is because Alfred stretched out his hand and prepared a spell that would blow up not only the royal castle but also the entire Hermod.
“Alfred!”
“Don’t worry, there is no one inside Hermod Kingdom anyway. I’m not sure if they evacuated them or killed them all. “Not everyone dies like you think.”
“But-“
“…How long are you going to keep saying such weak things? You slaughter demons without a care in the world, but you still find it difficult to kill humans? If you look at the quality right now, that queen over there is worse than the devil.”
“Ugh…”
Hearing Alfred’s words, Arcel had no choice but to close his eyes.
Sacrifice is always necessary no matter what.
Furthermore, if you cut down a large number of demons and said you were fighting for peace, and now hesitate to punish a madwoman like the queen, you are just a hypocrite.
“Don’t worry, it will sting a little. Anyway, the Demon King’s corpse is probably somewhere here in the castle, right? “I’ll blow them all away at once, so get a room in the underworld in advance.”
In the end, this is the ending.
Still, maybe this is the best ending.
The Queen’s intention was to destroy all races except humans, and rule over even fellow humans to become a perfect dictator.
Even if a dictator succeeds in conquering the world, he or she is bound to collapse because he or she has no ability to maintain it.
But if she was the queen in front of me, I thought she might have that ability.
Anyway, she succeeded in instantly restoring the kingdom of Hermod, which had been devastated by war.
Even if the dictatorship failed, it was clear that many people would be sacrificed in the process.
That had to be prevented at all costs.
“What? Are you really trying to stop me?”
Just before Alfred used magic, Morian, who had been watching quietly, pulled out her holy sword and blocked her path.
“It’s funny, you’re not even a real hero? Me? Oh, wait… I can’t even say it because it’s so funny. “If you tried to stop me by making me laugh, it was more effective than I thought.”
Then Alfred laughed out loud for a while.
It was as if he had never seen anything this absurd in the world, and he kept laughing to the extent that even Arcel had seen it for the first time.
“…”
Morian is still silent and looking at Alfred.
Alfred lightly gestured with his hand while laughing at Morrian.
Kwaang-!
A small yet very powerful explosion.
The explosion, intended to blow away only one person without a trace, engulfs Morrian’s body.
†††
“…Ugh!”
“Have you opened your eyes?”
“W-This is… Ugh… Dang, what about you?”
Stella barely opened her eyes and barely managed to get up, moaning in pain.
Next to him was Zion, who took care of him as he lay on the bed.
He felt puzzled as to why he was here.
“My grandson sent you away, saying that it was half a rag, so if you want to throw it away, throw it away, and if you want to recycle it, use it.”
Seeing that Zion is her grandson, it is clear that her Alfred must have rescued her and sent him to her.
Alfred probably couldn’t have simply saved himself, so Arcel must have been by his side.
“Ha…! “I guess I survived somehow…”
Anyway, Stella lay down on the bed, thinking that this place was safe, and barely managed to breathe.
Every time I took a breath, I felt pain in my chest and stomach, but if I had only seen the wounds, it wouldn’t have been surprising if I had died, so even this is something to be thankful for.
“Anyway, how did you get hurt like that? No matter how much you were swallowed up by your emotions, none of Hermod’s humans would be able to deal with you. Did you go on a rampage and mess with your grandchild? No, if I had done that, I would have died.”
“Well, what do you think of me…!”
“I heard everything. “Didn’t you hate studying, so you always played hunting with a bow, so you weren’t good at using magic, and when you left your hometown with confidence, you were caught by your grandson, and you almost ended up being abused both physically and mentally by an orc?”
“Who on earth said that?!”
“Your father.”
Stella blushed and got angry at her words, which only pointed out the facts about Shion.
But she could not bear to deny it.
Because it was all true.
In the first place, she was saved by Arcel and set off on her journey, going through many deadly hardships together.
Although the humiliation of that time comes to mind even when I sleep and makes me pull the blanket, it wasn’t necessarily a bad thing since I was able to meet Arcel.
“So who did you harm? “If you want, I will go to you and scold you.”
“That’s it! Anyone who sees her will think that she has been like her grandmother since ancient times…”
Shion said while suppressing laughter.
“What happened in the first place…”
She found Shion very obnoxious, as if she would burst into laughter at any moment, but soon the memory of her losing consciousness came to mind, and Stella’s face hardened.
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“…Oh my God, my ancestor.”
“Why are you doing this? “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
“Could it be that Arcel went to the kingdom of Hermod…?”
“That’s right, the reason I was able to save you in the first place was because I went to the Kingdom of Hermod. The baby knew the truth of the story from 5 years ago, which you also found out, and attacked right away. “My grandkids went with me, so soon a country will be erased from the map.”
Alfred also went, so what was Shion worried about? She asked Stella with a serious expression.
It was unexpected that Stella suffered, but she thought that it could be possible since the Kingdom of Hermod was also a country and a place where there was a direct conflict with the demons.
“No… I tell you to run away from Hermod Kingdom immediately!”
But Stella seemed to be more serious than that.
He holds on to Sion, enduring the pain of his wounds, and tells him that he must get Arcel out of Hermod right away.
Shion couldn’t understand Stella like that even more.
“Calm down, child, didn’t you lift the curse in the first place? He hasn’t fully recovered yet, but I heard that that girl even defeated the demon lord? Plus, there are grandchildren, so what are you worried about? Besides, why don’t you just worry about yourself now?”
Stella seemed unaware that her condition was even more serious.
“I tried using recovery magic earlier, but the wound doesn’t heal easily. Although he was forced to physically seal the wound, it never recovered. “If you move incorrectly and open a closed wound, you will die from excessive bleeding.”
“Ugh…”
“Look, does it hurt? “Don’t even think about getting out of bed for a while.”
Stella’s body looked fine on the outside, but that was only because Sion used magic to block the wounds.
It was due to a strange phenomenon in which cells did not regenerate and broken bones did not heal no matter how much magic and medicine were used.
“So, what happened to you?”
Still, Shion was somewhat worried about Stella.
I wondered who on earth had treated me like this.
“…That’s-“
Stella sat on the bed and recalled her memories.
It was like looking back on a nightmare from the past.
A nightmare of a monster that wouldn’t die no matter how hard he tried to kill it, and that even the hero couldn’t even scratch.
-It doesn’t make sense, how…?!-
There was no time to be surprised.
He clearly did not let his guard down and did everything in his power to kill it, but it got up unharmed and plunged its sword into its chest.
In particular, its face when it plunged its sword into its own body had a creepy expression that made you shiver just by looking at it.
It was as if I had hoped that would be the case from the beginning.
“Ugh…”
“Hey?!”
Perhaps because of a nightmare, Stella lost consciousness again, bleeding from her mouth.
†††
“Huh, I didn’t expect this.”
The light of the explosion disappeared, and the smile disappeared from Alfred’s face.
“How-“
Arcel responded that he could not believe it at all.
No matter how much Alfred smiled and used the magic lightly, the power of the magic was by no means light.
As proof, all the places the magic light touched disappeared as if they had been erased from the world.
Not even a pile of ashes remained.
Yet it stood still, as if nothing had happened.
“Why are you doing that? Is there any problem?”
“Yes, there are quite a few problems.”
“Did you really think that I would meet the Hero and Satan without any insurance?”
The queen asked, tilting her head.
“Did you take any drugs while making that? Or at least they used drugs during the making process. “I don’t think either of them is sane.”
Alfred shakes off his hand and says he is very disgusted.
“How about both?”
“Ah, I hate classifications like yours the most in the world. “Should we call this homophobia?”
“That’s a shame. “I think I like Satan’s appearance and personality quite a bit.”
The queen responded with regret by licking her lips with her tongue.
“…The Demon King also has a very wide defense range, so I can’t believe he asked me to kidnap something like that. Well, since he doesn’t care if he’s a beast or a beast with facial hair, is something like that even possible?”
Alfred stuck his tongue out and immediately prepared for the next spell.
“What on earth did you do anyway? “Why is it like that?!”
I don’t know how he did it, but the current Morian was feeling the same power as Arcel in the past.
The time when Arcel was at his strongest right before facing the Demon King, and even that wasn’t enough, his strength was even greater than that at the time.
“Oh, now that I think about it, is it true that Satan lifted the curse on the warrior?”
“Yes, I released it. Since it was a copy of the demons’ magic, I found the original and destroyed it. “It was a bit surprising that even the hero’s power could be sealed.”
“No, it is impossible to seal the hero’s mighty power. “Especially because this hero has stronger magical power than any other hero.”
“It’s not sealed?”
“Yes, to be exact, it has been improved to transmit magic power to another place.”
“Hmm… Transmitting magical power…”
The queen shook her head and said she did not simply seal it.
Alfred thought for a moment about what those words meant.
“To put it simply, Satan, where do you think all the magic power that the hero recovered over the past five years has gone?”
The queen smiled brightly.
“Aha! “It’s not just sealing it, it’s transferring magic power to another place!”
“That’s correct! Congratulations!”
As if she had finally understood, she smiled brightly and clapped.
Kwaak.
Afterwards, I immediately held Arcel’s hand.
“Okay, thank you for congratulating me, so-“
“Alfred?”
He even stopped Arcel from confronting the queen while holding the holy sword.
“Let’s jump out right away, that’s impossible.”
Right now, Alfred’s expression was the same as it was before he was assaulted by Arcel for several hours at the auction house.
“It’s nothing else, it’s five years’ worth of power. And you usually regain all your strength after just one day of rest, right? In other words, purely based on numbers, there are 1,825 of you. Even the Demon Lord would probably shake his head and say that’s impossible.”
I don’t know the exact method, but one thing is clear.
“No, no matter what-!”
Fighting here and now is like natural death.
Perhaps the word suicide is more appropriate than natural death.
“Sometimes I think it’s better to break when something breaks!”
Alfred escaped from the castle faster than he ever did before after kidnapping the princess.
“…Chase.”
“Yes, I understand.”