269. Omitted (4)
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Actually, the purple devil had a slightly delicate position even in this world’s original story, Savior Rising.
If it’s the biggest reason, it’s that feeling that comes first from the authority this guy wields.
Even if it’s not some crazy kind of power like the gray devil’s erosion, the other devil’s abilities are all intuitively powerful.
On the other hand, this guy’s ability is ‘spread’.
A power that was originally focused on spreading the ability that was already ‘established’ farther and wider.
Purple demons are the youngest of all demons in terms of hierarchy. It would be nice to see that such a characteristic is clearly demonstrated.
But, in other words.
As long as it has such characteristics, it is no exaggeration to say that it is a power that no one can follow when it comes to support. Should I say it’s the best booster in the world?
So, it was a reasonable choice to bring Victoria and Seras, who have such things inside of them, at the same time.
“Everyone, prepare for battle!”
It’s a natural reaction if it’s natural, but the voice that jumped out as soon as I saw the guys on both sides of me was truly dramatic.
“…Hey, Mr. Dowd.”
“Hmm?”
“I believe in you.”
“Yes.”
“I also believe that there is a means to single-handedly subdue an army of this size.”
“Yes.”
I nodded at what Seras said, and he continued with a voice that made the world feel unfair.
As this guy said, perhaps ‘suppressing’ these guys here will be the biggest crossroads in skipping Chapter 5. Anyway, war is fought with numbers, and the size of the number of people here must be at a level that can be the core of such numbers.
“But, isn’t it a bit harsh this time…?”
“…”
“…Why…”
Continued, a voice filled with resentment, pain, and resentment flowed from Victoria beside her.
“Whatever your intentions are, why did you do this…!”
“…”
Also, he doesn’t say anything, but Seras, who is standing next to him, doesn’t seem to have a different opinion.
Both bowed their heads, trying to avoid my gaze somehow.
So, what?
If I was in a situation where I was putting my hands on each of these guys’ chests, it wouldn’t be a reaction I couldn’t understand.
Sure.
It’s not just putting it on, it’s at the level of burying your hands ‘inside your clothes’.
If this is enough, um, that, what is it?
Inevitably contacting the ‘skin’ and ‘fat layer’ inside the clothes-
[Just say that two sisters are kneading their breasts like rice cakes in front of everyone.]
“…”
[Gathering two of the best assassins on the continent and playing a public shame game, you really have the guts, you bastard…]
“…”
No, that’s it. Wait for a sec.
“…This is all the result of theory.”
While I was rubbing my hands between my breasts, I opened my mouth to ask Victoria and Seras to listen, who were entwined with their eyes moist.
It’s a stance I took after thinking on my own.
The devil’s piece is usually placed inside the heart of the bowl.
And to do what I’m about to do now, the closer I come into contact with it, the better it works.
“That bastard…!”
“Did you bring those children out to humiliate them…!”
“Commander! Order the attack now!”
“…”
Of course, in the eyes of other people, it seems like it’s nothing more than a crazy bastard s*xually harassing me.
Actually, I don’t think there’s too much of a difference there. If the efficiency wasn’t good, there wouldn’t be anything to do even if I died.
So, before my perception goes further, I’d better get things done quickly.
“Then, would you like to focus on the feeling?”
“…”
“Concentrate fully on the sensations in your body.”
“…”
At this situation, gazes flew in from both sides asking what kind of bullsh*t this was, but before such gazes jumped out into specific sentences, the force of the seal was applied.
Seal interacts very closely with demonic power. And what did you feel when you mixed several Magi before and made a ‘creative’ Magi?
Depending on how you use it, it means that this kind of thing is also possible.
Something popped out from inside Seras’ chest, where I placed my hand.
[Owner Niim-!]
“…Uh, what…?”
Seras saw it and opened his mouth.
Is this the first time you face a ‘devil’s piece’ while you are sane? Of course you will.
[What? What? What’s the matter? What did you call for?]
“…I called to play with you.”
I was summoned to use my ability once, but it is correct in the big picture.
There is a high possibility that this guy just perceives hanging out with me as having fun.
[Play? What are you going to play with? Anything to do with the owner will be fun, so that’s good!]
“Seras.”
With one hand, I pushed away the guy who was spitting out words and rushing at me with the look of wanting to lick his face, then looked the other way.
At my words, Seras’ gaze slowly returned to mine, looking at the demon shards protruding from his body with a bewildered expression.
“Would you like to think about your family?”
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“…”
At my words, the boy’s eyes instantly became round.
“…What is that-“
“Literally.”
Receive words calmly.
“The first feeling that comes to mind when you think of ‘family’. Think about it slowly.”
At that, I could see that Victoria’s eyes widened a little.
This was the only blood relative of Seras left in the world, so it was a natural reaction.
This guy’s trauma is the fact that Seras ‘abandoned him and ran away’ on the night his family was annihilated.
About that, I plan to provide a clue to reconciliation.
“I know.”
I’ve been saying this ever since I brought these two guys here. I brought them here to reconcile them.
So there’s a reason for everything.
“How do you feel about being a family?”
“…”
“For once, can you try to think of that in detail? That’s all you need.”
Keep calm and slow down.
Let the meaning of words permeate this guy.
“…”
After hearing my words, Seras quietly closed his eyes.
Then I turned my gaze to the purple demon sculpture next to it.
“You asked what we were going to play with?”
[Yes! Huh!]
With the appearance of this guy, the purple energy that rose to the surroundings was sucked into my seal like a whirlpool. This is the basic process that allows me to use this guy’s power.
The Devil’s Shard is a mental body connected to the bowl, and that means that this guy can ‘copy’ the emotions Seras is thinking of right now.
And if you connect it with this guy’s power, ‘Diffusion’.
You can do quite interesting things.
“Do you like to sing?”
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The purple devil looked at me silently for a moment.
I smiled brightly.
[I like it!]
“Yes. Then.”
Receives words with a smile.
At the same time, prepare the power of the seal.
This guy will sing the ’emotion’ that Seras just came up with. All I have to do is use this guy’s authority and attach a ‘loudspeaker’ to it.
And, that should be enough.
“Please. With a good song.”
If the one you showed at the school festival before was on the Devil’s Despair side.
What I am trying to ‘play’ right now is on that hope side.
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Hanson’s legs trembled at the sight in front of him.
No, I don’t know anything else.
That is the problem that came out of one of the women whose breasts were being rubbed by that man right now.
‘What the hell is that…!’
Perhaps everyone who saw that had a gut feeling.
On the outside, it’s a ‘something’ with a slightly unusual color that takes on the shape of a woman.
The essence.
“…Huhhhhh…”
Holding on to his wobbly legs, he barely held back the feeling of wanting to goug out his eyes.
It is a natural instinct born from survival. Like an animal facing a predator, it screams to get away from ‘that’.
It’s scary. Afraid.
Even with such a number. Even though the number that was confident that even the emperor’s army could easily be defeated just now had gathered.
I never thought I could win.
That existence that fawns over that man will surely bring ruin to them.
And that impression.
As soon as it opened its mouth and started to sing a song.
Completely changed.
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‘It’ started, without any hint, but very gently.
Unexpectedly.
It wasn’t any terrifying sense of intimidation or grandiose feeling like celestial beauty.
Just a girl’s voice. And because of that.
Digging into the ‘memories’ of the majority of humans present here. Can be heard anywhere. Bringing back all the nostalgia of the past.
Such.
“…”
Hanson, who was listening to the song as if possessed, suddenly recalled such an impression.
And that song.
Obviously, they were talking about ‘memories’ they had forgotten.
First love, first success, first failure, bitter memories, glory and fall.
Waves. The trajectories of their lives.
Burned by the winds and waves of the world, I usually forgot about it so easily. Those memories.
Those small, precious, warm memories that caress the whole body.
And if you look back at the source.
If you think back to the first nest where they were able to create all those memories.
Standing there are the families who always guarded the place they would return to.
“…Ah.”
I remember my mother.
In a wheat field in autumn when golden waves rippled through, the wrinkled face of her old mother, who used that rough hand to brush her own cheeks, suddenly emerges from the other side of her memory.
It’s been a long time since he passed away, and I remember the warmth conveyed by my father’s arms, which I can’t even remember what kind of voice it was.
-I will be by your side until the end.
-Never be lonely, Hanson.
-Even if you all grow up and leave this room, I will be here to protect you.
That’s right.
The family’s words that have been forgotten for a long time.
From the deepest place, it rises up crying.
“…”
Hanson realized that he was crying.
However, I don’t even think about wiping my tears.
The same goes for the soldiers nearby. In terms of soldiers on the battlefield, not a single one holds a weapon and shows hostility.
Like that.
For the spreading sound to become a single sound and cover the entire plain.
It didn’t take that long.
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That worked well.
The plains full of silence prove that fact, with no malevolent appearance anywhere.
A number like this.
I don’t know, but it’s definitely a number that will exceed tens of thousands.
At most, the purple demon ‘singed’ with a little power. It showed just as much emotional agitation.
Of course, if you use the devil’s authority, you can move the entire world up and down. A well-refined devil’s bowl has its own power.
But, as you can see from everyone’s expressions.
Receiving a ‘positive impression’ is very effective.
This is a unique characteristic of the purple devil that cannot be found in other powers that focus exclusively on destruction.
‘It’s going to have a pretty big resonance.’
To the extent that it can give a very big gap to the perception that the devil is a disaster.
The way in which they were just affected by the ‘devil’s power’ is probably engraved deep in their souls.
In that case, these guys will serve as evidence.
Proof that this kind of power isn’t necessarily used only for the ‘bad side’.
‘…And.’
This is the first step.
My project to let the world know exactly what the devil is.
With that thought in mind, as soon as the song was over, I removed my hand from the chests of Victoria and Seras, who were standing in the same daze. There is no need to continue to be in such an embarrassing position anymore.
But.
“…”
Indeed.
I made a really important discovery.
“…Hey, Victoria.”
“…”
“…There is a hardened part.”
“…?”
At my words, Victoria’s dazed expression gradually eased.
No, that.
Just like when a man feels s*xual excitement, there is a part that hardens as a physiological phenomenon.
I heard that women have similar parts.
Near where my hand is.
“…Perhaps, in front of people, being rubbed like this, that…”
I couldn’t say anything, so I thought about it for a while, and finally realized that it was the same no matter how I said it, so I opened my mouth.
“…Was it good?”
“…”
Victoria shut her mouth at my words.
Looking at me.
Her went with my hand still clinging to her own breast.
Looking at my face again.
A few seconds later.
“This… This…-!”
I put a blush on my face that burned to the point where it couldn’t be any more red.
The afterglow of the song he just heard didn’t go away, so he felt more anger than that.
“Please die, you trash!”
Immediately, they picked me up and pinned me to the floor.
“…”
And the swear words that poured out on top of me, well, well.
Due to the lack of space, it was impossible to describe it all in human language.
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