The Grand Mage who transcends by regression Episode 195
– Damn it.
damn fucking fucking fucking!
Why did you make that choice!
why why why! I trusted you!
It didn’t work.
you are you… …!
It means destroying the purity of existence! Everything we’ve done so far!
I will accomplish that insignificant goal! What I saw that day seemed so bright!
To the extent that you betrayed me… …!
Are you going to kick me out for that?
I can’t tolerate it!
i will be back
That’s why I’m sure everything you’ve been protecting… …!
* * *
“…hmm.”
This time, as always, I frowned at the fragmentary memories that swirled in my head.
Did I get closer to the god who drank more?
Although not very pleasant.
It is necessary.
As usual, he was angry and hated someone intensely.
that someone… …Asar would be.
I could feel it instinctively.
I raised my head, calming myself down so as not to assimilate into that intense emotion.
[…] …Are you okay?]
“It’s okay.”
He took a short breath in response to Seth’s words.
Surprisingly, even though I felt such intense emotions, I didn’t really sympathize with them.
I was just curious.
What on earth were they so angry about and what had happened that they were against each other to the point of being prepared for death?
little by little you’ll find out
I’m not sure right now if that’s a good thing, but… ….
‘I’m sure it’s necessary.’
In any case, the more means to deal with the Demon God, the better.
Power is also one of them.
[By the way, how the hell did you use your authority? Even if that was the case last time, this time… …]
“I know. I used the power of the Anti-Life Stone written by Laxia in reverse. It’s just a small application, but… ….”
[…] …I said it before, but this is just impossible?]
I guess so.
To put it bluntly, it would be impossible for me to go back in time and be here in the first place.
Anyway, I roughly nodded my head at Set’s words and remembered my move in annihilating Laxia.
It is the same power of extinction, but this time it was different in that it used the power of the anti-life stone ‘reversely’.
To put it simply, it was like using the principle of authority as it is to counteract Laxia’s attack.
‘He told me something good and left.’
I decided to pray for the soul of the demon who passed away quietly, thinking of Laxia, who was destroyed after being hit by my own attack.
Goodbye Laxia.
You were the devil giving generously.
From now on, I will accept your will and do my best to annihilate the demons!
I sent Laxia with melancholy eyes.
[You’re thinking strangely again.]
Set said in a voice that wasn’t particularly strange anymore.
[Anyway, be careful. Really.]
“I guess so.”
I know what Set is worried about.
The authority of the Demon God is never something that can be easily handled.
Even if you can handle it.
Because you can swallow all of me at any time.
Clearly, the risk is great.
“But it’s impossible not to understand the authority of the Demon God, right?”
[that….]
To my words, Set couldn’t answer properly.
there is no way you don’t know
Isn’t Set the one who knows more about the existence of the demon god than I do?
It would be nice if the advent itself could be prevented, but that is impossible.
I thought of all kinds of ways before returning.
Of course, I checked and pondered over and over again what had already happened.
But the conclusion is always the same.
The demon’s ‘descent’ cannot be stopped.
They say it’s inevitable.
That’s what it means to be a divine being in the first place.
Its malice and destruction are no different from the phenomenon itself, so it is certain that destruction will strike the world.
“In any way, you can’t fight the Demon God in a normal way. You want to go safely? That makes no sense.”
[…] …That’s right. Certainly.]
There was no room before the return.
Everything was so bad that I couldn’t even think of trying an adventure.
Of course, the possibility was so low that it could not be compared to now.
So I didn’t even think to know.
What is the existence of a demon?
Exactly what kind of power the descending demon possesses… ….
At that time, we were only happy and hopeful at the small victory ahead of us.
– Stupid bastards.
Thoth evaluated us like that.
They’re idiots who don’t know much about their enemies and are full of confidence.
That was not a misnomer.
It was only now that I was able to use the power of the Demon God, and I could clearly understand what he said.
Before returning, we didn’t understand the existence of demon gods at all… ….
The Demon God could have finished us off.
It just didn’t.
I don’t know if he just wanted to play with humanity or if he had other reasons.
Anyway, that’s true.
‘The demon did not use authority.’
Even though he could have put an end to everything in an instant, he did not dare to step forward and over a long period of time destroyed mankind through the demons below him.
Should I say it’s thanks to that?
I took the opportunity and succeeded in regressing like this.
[However, if you continue to use the power of the Demon God and approach its essence… ….]
“….”
[…] …I don’t know. will you be able to hold on In the first place, a mortal had never used the power of a demon god, and I had never thought that would happen.]
“I guess so.”
I don’t have anyone to give me meaningful advice.
As Seth said, none of the mortals handled the power.
Even the first warrior.
but that’s why
“What should I endure?”
What if I can’t stand it?
As it is, the world was made to shred by the demon god.
It is unavoidable.
Even if there is a risk, my only option is to keep moving forward.
At my words, Set said.
[Yes. It was stupid.]
Then, he leaned against me and smiled bitterly.
* * *
The moment Mikhail annihilated Laxia, in the alley of Malien, the benevolent saintess was defeating the demons with her own hands.
“Cheer cuckoo!”
A dream horse that soars through the air with a broken neck.
“What kind of dog….”
Ariandel, who grabbed the muddy dream horse again and kicked it, threw the dream horse to the ground.
The dream horse’s blood splattered with a scream.
As if displeased, she wiped the dream demon’s blood from her face.
“This is true. It’s dirty.”
There were piles of ashes all around.
Evidence that there were once many dream demons lurking around here.
Of course, now it’s just ashes.
There was no way that the dream demons, who were not superior in combat in the first place, could beat her, who was uniquely superior in combat power among all the saints of the past.
The last remaining dreamer said with a quivering mouth.
“What kind of a saintess….”
“You’re going to bite me.”
With an expressionless face, she thrust her fist into the dreamer’s face.
Perhaps that was the decisive blow, even the last dream demon was annihilated.
Realizing that her mission was over, she thought as she stepped out of the alley, stepping on the ashes.
‘Everything here is settled, and the others… ….’
Well, it’s nothing to worry about.
The party, including her, scattered to deal with the dreamers hiding all over the city.
There is no way it will fail.
Aren’t they the warrior’s companions for nothing?
this strange belief.
I had only recently known them, but for some reason a strange familiarity welled up in me.
As if we haven’t known each other for a long time.
Even if it’s not like that, it’s like I’ve heard it very often.
And the hero Mikhail… ….
“haha….”
Laughter flows involuntarily.
“You are so wonderful.”
Occasionally, while praying to God alone in an empty room, I would think about the hero.
What kind of being is a warrior?
For example, a knight in dazzling armor riding a white horse with a shining badge on it.
Or, as everyone expected, that damn Siegfried….
Thinking of him made me a little depressed, but isn’t there no such thing as absolutes in the world?
Someone else might have become a warrior.
She knew it was only a tiny possibility, but she hoped nonetheless.
If so, a reality different from the nightmares you’ve had from time to time will unfold.
It’s funny.
It’s like paying attention to something like a nightmare.
But the nightmare felt quite real.
Fragmentary sights passed by, but they were all hopeless, sad, and desperate at the same time.
But why?
Sometimes I thought that the scene of the day was ‘missing’… ….
And the warrior who faced it like that.
“Mikhail.”
Ariandel spoke the hero’s name.
What the hell is this and why do you feel this affection?
Even she herself can’t understand it.
The ‘Mikhail’ in the nightmare was very dark and passive.
It’s different from what she sees now.
Somehow, I thought that it was good, but at the same time, it was a bit sad.
‘It’s selfish, really.’
She came out of the alley.
The sight of the stretched out streets is appalling. The festered parts of the city are still intact.
Suddenly, my heart feels tight.
But soon, the crampedness disappeared.
“Don’t turn away, but don’t be buried…Is it?”
When I remembered it, I smiled a little. yes it is as you say
As a saint, she must not turn a blind eye to this spectacle.
However, you should not despair and move forward with this feeling.
‘That one is the same.’
Mikhail in a dream was a little different.
It was hesitant and passive.
He constantly blamed himself and suffered from the past.
different from ‘reality’.
But even so, if there is one thing that is the same, it is that both of them were kind in strange places.
“Hmmmm…♪.”
Involuntarily, she hummed a song and headed for the place she had promised with everyone.
I’m immature, but it’s okay.
If there is a milestone, that immaturity will soon pass.
And someday… ….
‘I wish I could talk a little bit about my dreams.’
Thinking of that, I smiled softly.
* * *
After everything was over, I headed to the mine where Daedalus would be.
he was still there
I couldn’t see his expression well as he knelt on one knee and lowered his head with complicated eyes.
“Daedalus.”
“ah….”
After a while, at the sound of my voice, he belatedly raised his head.
“Here comes the warrior.”
“Work is….”
As I said that, I turned my gaze to the side of him.
What was there was ashes.
Even though not even a corpse was left behind, I could see that there had been a bond between the master and the master.
Of course, it probably wasn’t the ending either of them wanted… ….
“Somehow it’s over.”
“end…It’s over… ….”
Daedalus laughed helplessly.
He looked at the spot where his disciple was and said.
“Well, as you said. it’s over I didn’t want it to be like this.”
“You will.”
No matter how much he was blinded by vengeance and ruined, he would have been a precious disciple to him.
He didn’t doubt Icarus until he heard me.
A disciple who believed so much.
“…It’s my fault for not controlling that child’s vengeance.”
“….”
“It’s because I didn’t play the role of a teacher properly. Maybe if I had guided you down the right path… ….”
It is a meaningless assumption.
Daedalus himself would know that more than anyone else.
But I keep thinking and thinking about it.
“…I didn’t hear or say I’m sorry. All I could do was block it.”
“I guess so.”
The hand holding the hammer trembled slightly.
Black darkness spread like blood on the hammer.
This will never be erased for the rest of my life.
He continued to blame himself and question his role as ‘teacher’.
I said nothing.
I just listened to his complaints.
and when it was over
“You made a mistake.”
I smiled bitterly and held out my hand to him who was devastated.
“Nothing is over, Senator.”
yeah nothing is over
This wasn’t a problem that I would arbitrarily come to terms with by saying ‘it’s over’.
“…Member of Parliament.”
He blankly looked at my outstretched hand and smiled broadly.
“haha….”
Several emotions passed through his eyes in a short time.
The feeling is not something I can understand.
But soon he closed his eyes for a moment and seemed to organize something.
“Yeah, nothing is over.”
He took my hand with those words.
