Episode 149
Hurreuk.
A flame burned in the pitch-black darkness.
First one, then two.
Later, the last fifth flame burned dismally.
Pandemonium, the middle meeting hall of the Great Devil.
Originally, seven flames should be burning.
But what’s burning now is five.
Even one of them was pretty shabby.
-Ahhh…It’s decreased… ….
The flame in the middle murmured with a languid voice.
-What’s left… …One of them is another unsightly failure… ….
– Stop fucking. Belphegor.
The tiniest spark roared in a voice mixed with annoyance.
Enoch or ■■■■.
One way or another, he suffered a miserable failure this time.
A move no different from that of Baalzebub or Asmodeus, who had been annihilated before.
-What the hell is that damned hero! There was no one like that among the warriors so far!
-Hee hee excuses are long….
Belphegor laughed as if Enoch’s words were ridiculous.
-In the first place… …You’re the kind of person who couldn’t even find the true name… …Do you deserve to speak of a hero… …?
-….
At that, Enoch was silent.
Even if he couldn’t kill the hero, it might have been different if he had succeeded in the plan and obtained the master’s body.
Then, apart from regaining his true name, he would have obtained powerful power… ….
But that assumption is useless.
It’s a failure.
It’s like two that have already disappeared.
No matter how plausible a plan was, it means nothing if it fails.
ultimately a failure.
Enoch had no choice but to listen in silence to Belphegor’s negligent ridicule.
-stop.
Then a voice rang.
-Aren’t there only five ‘monarchs’ left on the front line? Things have changed. Even the time to bite each other has come to the point of crying.
-Huh, I guess so… ….
Belphegor answered the words of the voice.
The other two were speechless.
Well, they’re the ones who aren’t interested in this sort of meeting.
Of course.
At least these three are active in this meeting.
Belphegor Enoch Avaritia.
Among them, Avaritia is the one who coordinates the opinions of the great devils and manages Pandaemonium.
aka seniors.
-I’ll agree… …Hehe hee hee the old man is right… …By the way… ….
Belphegor’s eyes flashed, and his relaxed voice and tone sped up.
Belphegor knew when to show his true nature and when to refrain from it.
-Isn’t it better to kill the hero now?
-….
-If you pour everything, maybe something will work out. I had a hunch. I need to kill that one now before it gets any stronger.
‘Old man’ asked.
– What if it still fails?
– The benefits of success are much greater. Rather then… …
-If we fail, it will be like destroying all the arrangements he has prepared with our own hands. can you afford it?
-….
Belphegor did not respond to that.
Could it be that you don’t know
In the first place, because of the danger, Belphegor had not intervened with the hero until now… ….
It would be nice to see it as fear.
No matter how strong he is, if he fails, receiving the wrath of the devil is a very scary thing.
– The opportunity will come soon. Giving up an opportunity and forcibly pressuring the hero is not a good choice.
-Hmm, saying yes… …?
– Wait.
The old man laughed.
-Soon, a disaster will come that even the warrior can’t help. A catastrophe that will be a sure opportunity for us.
– Can you tell me?
Enoch asked cautiously.
He faced the warrior directly.
He… …
‘Damn it rain.’
The eyes that even feel the madness come to mind again.
It is an existence that is different from the warriors he has faced so far.
Will the warrior act as the ‘elder’ thinks? ….
– I’m sure.
The old man answered sternly.
-Until now, the hero has been arranging controllable chaos. But from now on it will be different.
There will be chaos beyond the control of the warrior alone.
That’s why the elders assured their victory this time.
– A plague will strike the world.
– Uhm… …
Certainly, the elderly do not speak of ‘certainty’ except in dire circumstances.
surely believable
Yes, it must have been… ….
“Breaking arms and legs!”
“…Are you really sure?’
The madness of the warrior I saw then.
Enoch felt cold sweat running down his back and tried to shake off his anxiety.
* * *
Arrived.
finally arrived
the estate of our family.
It’s finally back after 2 years.
For me, it was truly a new feeling.
A lot has changed in many ways.
“This is true.”
The butler looked around the main gate of the castle wall with his hands behind his back and said.
“It is the return of the prodigal son. When he first left the family, he was nothing more than a nerd.”
“Until you say prodigal son.”
Before I could finish my words, Eileen and Lian spoke out.
“Yes.”
“Of course it is.”
The two of them say it as if it were natural.
Looking into my eyes, I was filled with the will to somehow embed the fact that I was a prodigal son.
I glanced at Eileen and said.
“Yes, the man who stabbed the prodigal son in the back said it.”
“…sorry.”
Eileen quickly changes her stance.
Among the things he learned while following Milium, there was no doubt that he had an excellent stance change ability.
Whatever.
“Nothing has really changed. I was wondering if a magic tower was built somewhere, but it doesn’t seem like that.”
“It’s a magic tower. There’s no way those snarky old people dare to bow down to our family.”
“That’s right.”
mage tower.
Along with our family, the Marquis of Walpurgis, a force called the twins of the world’s wizarding community.
It is composed of those who are quite conservative in magic and value tradition as they are old.
It was my father, Aidan Walpurgis, who received the title of ‘Four Strongest as a Great Mage’, but the one who received the title of ‘Sage’ was Crowley, the Master of the Magic Tower.
Crowley is also a great mage of the 8th circle, and his influence is also great.
‘It’s also quite complex.’
For a moment, I remembered what had happened before the return.
-9 9th circle?
The old man who trembled and looked at me in disbelief.
– Master!
…um yeah
Crowley was one of the few eccentrics I had ever seen.
I don’t have plans to meet the old man anyway, so it doesn’t matter.
“Come to think of it, I heard that you are doing something, but what exactly are you trying to do?”
“It’s nothing.”
“Oh, don’t be bullshit. Of all the things you said were no big deal, nothing really was a big deal.”
…That’s why things are quick to notice.
He clicked his tongue briefly and turned his gaze to the sunny sky beyond.
However, many experiences always make a person stronger.
This time, all three of them showed determined eyes that they would not go out unless I heard a proper answer from my mouth.
I can’t help it.
“lets think. It is the world where relationships with countless people are intertwined and events occur. It’s about not being weird no matter what happens. Of course, even between us, the Walpurgis father and son, there is something inexplicable… …“
Your tongue is creeping.”
“Kuhm.”
Well, I’ve been dragging it around too lately.
I wonder if the madness that can be seen even in the eyes of the butler is evolving into something else.
[Hasn’t it already evolved?]
‘I’m not talking about that.’
I’m starting to think that the direction of the butler’s evolution is wrong, but what is it? There is such a growth.
I let out a small sigh and revealed this plan to the three of them.
“I plan to read the family lineage magic book. Now, the minimum conditions have been met, and it is worth the challenge.”
“…A bloodline magic book?”
Ryan and Eileen tilted their heads.
Of course, these two will not know.
Because I’m not from a wizarding family.
“Oh, a lineage magician…“
But a butler would be different.
The butler is a member of our family and is a person who closely serves his father.
You will know what I mean by ‘blood magic book’.
“I know you definitely have talents outside of the standard, but the opponent is that ‘blood magician’. Can you handle it?”
“I can handle it. However, there is a high possibility that my father will not think so.”
“That’s right.”
The butler nodded as if he understood.
Of course, there’s no way the other two would understand our conversation.
“What the hell are you talking about? What is that bloodline magician saying?”
“To put it simply, it is an ancient sorcery book that contains the history of our family itself.”
For convenience, the reason why it is called ‘Bloodline Magic Book’ is that it only responds to the blood of our family.
Each page contains the history and power of Walpurgis.
Of course, the person who created this ‘bloodline magic book’ was the first Walpurgis, the first head of the household.
‘Before the return, it was just burned.’
There was nothing to do with contacting the magicians.
Because the family was ruined before I even came to my senses.
I didn’t even have time to take care of the magic book.
And just like that, it was swept away by the Demon God’s army and reduced to ashes.
Also, immediately after returning, there was a possibility of being eaten, so I didn’t touch it.
“…Um, so you’re saying that’s great? However, there seems to be a risk in reading something.”
“Roughly.”
Bloodline magic book.
This is just an easy-to-understand explanation, and in fact, the true name of the magic book is different.
『Lemegeton』
Well, it’s called the small key, and it seems there are other names too… ….
It was called that anyway.
“Browsing that magic book means, after all, challenging the history of Walpurgis alone.”
“…What if it fails?”
“Nothing. It will be encroached upon and become part of the Book of Magic.”
At my words, the atmosphere between the two quickly cooled.
I said it casually, but I realized that it was never a light price.
“What if I succeed?”
“I will be the owner of Remegeton. It’s simple, right? Eat or be eaten. It is one of the two.”
However, I have no intention of becoming the owner of Remegeton. Just browsing is enough.
The reason I bother to read Remegeton is very simple.
‘The origin of my bloodline.’
In the process of going through several recent incidents, I came up with a possibility.
Origin of Walpurgis.
What exactly was the ‘first Walpurgis’?
Possibility that the first Walpurgis was more special than just a great mage of the 9th circle.
Remegeton, which encompasses all of the family’s history, should be able to answer that question.
In the past and now… ….
The only person who fully owned Remegeton was ‘the first Walpurgis’.
[It is the source of your lineage….]
Set looked at me with complicated eyes and said.
[It’s a simple hunch, but I don’t think I’ll be able to fully understand it even if I see the Lemegeton.]
‘It’s okay though.’
Even if the income for information about the ancestor of the family is small, it doesn’t matter.
Because it has other purposes.
‘Soon the great demons will induce confusion in mankind in a useless way.’
So far, the great demons have been individually defeated by me, so there is a high possibility that they will approach them in a different way.
Whether it’s a plague or a doubt.
Either way, it could lead to division in humanity as a whole.
before actually returning.
By attacking like that, they had a great effect.
Even for that, you have to acquire knowledge in Remegeton.
So everyone, as a comrade, believe in me, a hero!
“Let’s go, meat shields.”
“….”
The expressions of the three people became indescribably subtle.
Seth said to me with his eyes triangularly open.
[Hey, something seems to have changed what I was trying to say with my heart.]
“Hmm.”
I know.
Great mage who transcends by regression
