Episode 123
“…what.”
A trembling voice came out of Mayril’s mouth.
Not only his eyes, but also his hands, which should be focused on interpreting the labyrinth, were shaking.
In a way, it was natural.
Everything that has been built so far is crumbling.
It happened so suddenly that I couldn’t understand why it happened.
“…ah.”
She blankly turned her gaze to the ‘map’ she was manipulating.
Apparently, more than half of the roads had been pierced until yesterday, but those roads were eaten metallurgy and metallurgy, and now they have disappeared without a trace.
It is certain that the hero over there played a trick.
But how the hell is that even possible?
He must have arrived at Gerton first and had an advantage… ….
Besides, it doesn’t end there.
-Old monarch! One by one, the totems I had installed on the grate… …!
– Aaah!
The screams of the bewildered family echoed one after another.
totem.
A symbol that was used as a medium used to control the mind throughout Gerton.
that collapsed
That said, I can no longer trust Gutten’s mind control.
It was as if she had no advantage over the hero before she knew it.
“In an instant like this?”
Where did you go wrong?
She recalled the plan she had made.
It wasn’t perfect, but it was systematic and well organized.
Bewitched the Warchief of Gerton.
Behind him, little by little, he encroached on the gutters.
It was good even there.
The only door to the holy ground in Gurton had to be approved by the Warchief.
Of course, the warrior also needed that much time to approach the Holy Land.
In that case, the one who was preparing first has an absolute advantage.
It must have been.
“haha…no no no.”
She smiled helplessly and hugged my face.
absolutely glass?
How many times have you not had the advantage of being involved with that damn hero?
Even if the excuse of being careless or lack of information works at first, it is not from then on.
I had to admit it.
The warriors of the time were ahead of themselves in many ways. His organs were meaningless in front of the hero.
What should I say?
It is not simply a matter of whether the plan is thorough or not.
Merrill had a hunch right away.
Ironically, it is the difference between ‘information’.
The warrior side has many times more information than himself and is using it in the right place.
It is the same this time.
this situation now.
The hero must have known the ‘other way’ to the tomb.
A hidden path that even you, who have been investigating for a long time, do not know about.
“Damn damn damn damn…!”
Meiril frowned and tore her hair frantically.
use warchief?
No, that’s also the story when Gurton’s mind control is maintained normally.
Now, it’s not a situation that will change by doing something about a warchief.
‘No, no!’
It ends like this?
The end of being eaten by the same monarch after repeating failure after failure without being of any help to God.
She recalled old memories.
outside of this world.
When he acted as the ruler of one of the 12 regions and the owner of dolls.
She was certainly one of the twelve most noble beings in that world.
What was he like when he was buried among dolls and wielded that mighty power?
Wasn’t it cunning and huge?
‘Damn it.’
A fierce hatred bloomed in Mayril’s eyes. If it wasn’t for the hero, this wouldn’t have happened.
If Siegfried had become a hero as planned, the goal could have been achieved easily.
“The rest of the way…”
All the plans I had made so far have become meaningless.
…but one.
There is only one last way left.
Although I didn’t want to write this.
Anyway, that’s the only option left.
“Damn it! Finally up to this… …”
She forgot her true name.
That was the price I had to pay to be forcibly transferred to this world.
However, with a bit of force, it was possible to find his true name and regain some of his past appearance.
Of course, you will have to pay extra for that much, but… ….
‘Some of it can be returned if the goal is achieved.’
Even if it’s not as rewarding as the original plan, there are things you can get anyway.
Killing gods and warriors.
Eliminating the existence of a hero could be said to be a feat that would remain even for the great devil.
However, the reason why he did not use such an extreme method was because he was not sure that he could eliminate the warrior until now.
And if it fails, the price is devastating.
But things have changed.
Now, there are no other numbers left other than this extreme method.
If you can kill the hero and annihilate the god… ….
‘At least I can keep the position of commander in chief.’
Meiril’s eyes hardened with determination.
“If you think that I will only suffer like this, you are mistaken, warrior.”
With her bright red eyes wide open, she slowly began to gather strength.
The atmosphere around them changed completely.
“Takan.”
-Have a command, my lord.
“Move the people in Gutten who haven’t been seized yet. It just takes time.”
-The monarch… ….
aww
At Tarkan’s question, Meiril gnashed her teeth.
With her plans already ruined, her options were limited.
“I will kill the warrior.”
– It’s difficult at the moment. It is….
“There is no after-day. There’s no way I’ll just watch the other monarchs fall anyway.”
Besides, one guy has almost regained his true name.
Belphegor.
I don’t know anything else, but as soon as he knows he’s fallen, he’ll come back right away.
I have already warned you.
Then there is only one thing left.
“If you do not choose the means and methods, there must be enough possibilities.”
As she said that, a black aura began to slowly wrap around Meiril’s whole body.
when I was out of the world.
The energy gradually took shape and soon became a gigantic mountain goat.
Deception and ruin.
Originally, it is impossible to use the power as a monarch in a situation where the true name has not been found properly.
Yes, if it’s normal.
but.
“I need your help Warchief.”
“Marian. what is this… …Big, big?!”
The warchief, who had been staring blankly into space, twisted his body with a scream.
Meiril’s hand was piercing his chest.
The warchief’s eyes went white and he shivered like a man with epilepsy.
and.
“Even if I overdo it, there must be a plausible incarnation for the work to proceed.”
“What…! The promise that Root will come… …?!”
“Ah, is that so?”
Merrill laughed.
The warchief looked at her with longing eyes. However, the warchief’s face was stained with despair at the words that followed.
“I do not know. Little things like that don’t matter to me.”
“…!”
The warchief’s eyes slowly dimmed with betrayal.
And he slowly faded into the dull trap that Meyril had laid out.
You won’t die, but you will suffer.
For your own sake, you will have to constantly create ill feelings toward the hero.
“under.”
Mayril smiled coldly as she felt the presence of the warchief she had forcibly made into an incarnation.
Then, he spoke in the direction of the holy place where the hero was.
“Even if it means destroying my body, I will tear that abominable warrior to pieces.”
– Lord.
High Demon Tarkan lowered his head with a sad expression. I realized that my monarch had made a decision.
Ugh.
The atmosphere around them changed completely.
An ordinary person would not dare to breathe, and the terrifying Magi begins to fill the surroundings.
The palace where the warchief resides is collapsing before that mighty force.
thud!
Merrill moved.
She slowly stood up, easily tearing through the labyrinth she had not been able to penetrate until now.
The moment she freed herself, she understood that she was on the brink of death.
And it came to mind at the same time.
what was your name
And how powerful it was and how many things it had done.
[Humanity suffered from lust and deceit with the original sin.]
She looked down at the things below me with cold eyes and revealed my name throughout the city.
One of the 12 great lords.
[At this moment, I, Asmodeus, came here.]
Asmodeus, the demon lord, descended to the world.
* * *
“You’ve made a decision.”
Root, who was quietly watching what I was doing, said.
“It seems that he found his true name on the condition that he make the demon terminally ill. It won’t be easy like this.”
[…] …It’s hard to do anything with the labyrinth if it’s the great devil who has found his true name.]
Root and Set handed me pessimistic words side by side.
But there was nothing to panic about.
I was expecting something like this.
In a way, it could be said that it was only natural that Meiril or Asmodeus, who was driven as he was driven, made an extreme choice.
It’s because someone like the Great Devil won’t die without doing anything.
Before the great demons found their true name, there was a name to refer to themselves.
In the case of Baalzebub’s designation, ‘The Ugly Lord’, it was given by mankind for identification.
And the case of Asmodeus.
‘It was a case of self-proclaimed.’
Puppet Merrill.
‘Puppet’ is the name of Asmodeus, which mankind called. In the case of ‘Meyril’, it is the name of the guy himself.
He said he didn’t like being called a puppet and called himself ‘Meyril’.
Even before returning to find his true name, the reason why he did not reveal his true name of ‘Asmodeus’ was because he looked down on mankind.
There is no need to reveal your true name.
It was like that.
However, if I revealed my true name publicly now, it would only mean one thing.
‘Now I’m going to come out with all my might without looking at it funny.’
He’s already given up on long-term plans. I plan to co-destroy with me by any means and methods.
‘If there was this much precipitation, there would be no reason to care about the gutters.’
She will destroy whatever she sees and try to drag me down.
[What are you going to do?]
“For now, it would be safe to say that Gurton’s control over his mind was loosed. However, it is certainly not easy to see that Mayrille used her true name.”
Are you trying to pull me down with a gauze? no it won’t
From Asmodeus’ point of view, the first goal is to prevent me from obtaining the divine object.
She must already be fully aware of the possibility that I would risk Girten’s loss of life and get her hands on the sacred object.
If so… ….
at that time.
cooong!
“…The labyrinth has been breached.”
Root said.
“You tore the labyrinth itself to pieces with that goddamn devil’s ignorant force.”
“Because it’s time-limited, you must be impatient.”
Asmodeus himself knew that he would not last long.
but.
“Root-sama, at the point of forcible tearing in, that devil can no longer be a challenger. An enemy who wants to invade the tomb at will.”
“Hmm, that’s right.”
“I don’t know Asar’s rules, but I think ‘punishment’ is also necessary for those who refuse the trial.”
I said Root saw me.
look at this guy
It’s kind of like that kind of look.
“Did you aim for this?”
“I don’t know what you mean.”
Like the possibility that Asmodeus, driven to a dead end, will use an ‘extreme method’ and drive it to the grave.
The fact that Gurton was chosen as the venue for the final battle in the first place was a decisive defeat.
It doesn’t matter.
[…] …Do you have the confidence to win? No matter how hard it is, it is the great devil who has found his true name.]
“Who are you asking?”
I laughed at Set’s words.
“If I didn’t have confidence in the first place, I wouldn’t have made this board.”
“I will cooperate too.”
Root also stepped out.
“As you said, if the devil approached me as a challenger, I have no reason to use my hands.
“great.”
[Ummm.]
Set looked a bit uneasy, but he soon calmed down and manifested.
“Well, it’s worth it if you have one non-standard hero and two apostles.”
“Our condition isn’t normal, but that’s the same for the Great Devil.”
I listened to the two of them and held the staff in my hands.
I don’t think it will be easy.
No matter how much you fall, you cannot underestimate the power of the great devil who has found his true name.
but.
“Then let’s begin.”
Anyway, it’s me who wins.
Great mage who transcends by regression
