Grand Duke of the Heibern House

＜Episode 4＞

The cruel Demon Kings of the Demon Realm.

A demon god who reigns over such losers.

But he is on a different level.

primordial darkness.

The one and only absolute evil.

Demon world’s strongest predator.

Even the one who was called the demon god couldn’t compare to that distant status.

An evil god in the true sense of the word that is difficult to evaluate using trivial standards such as the power topography of the demon realm.

That is the absoluteness of the name Balka serious.

Just by hearing it, the entire soul melted, and the thrill of fear was constantly weighing down Gyrobel.

Gyrobel, who was looking at the magic circle through Ruin’s eyesight, let out a terrible moan.

-Keuuugh!

The unique divine magic that was felt from his seat of power began to appear in the magic circle.

I couldn’t believe it.

How is this possible?

Even if only a human who signed a contract with the demon, let alone a demon, appeared, this fragile continent would have to be devastated.

However, the magic circle that bears that unprecedented divine magic.

Other than feeling the aura of Advent, I couldn’t look into any reason.

No matter how much he looked at his memories of tens of thousands of years, he had never seen such a bizarre form of magic.

What the hell is this human being, is it that he draws a magic circle that cannot be interpreted even with his wisdom as a demon god?

-Everything, stop immediately! You mean you don’t even care about your people?

His divine magic is absolutely absolute.

Even with a light divine magic that permeates through the cracks of a minute dimension, this human world could have turned into a hell infested with lava.

“Don’t talk and hide well. The ‘existences’ must have already started watching.”

As if feeling something at those words, Gyrobel hid in the depths of Ruin’s soul in a panic.

Even if it is only a thought body, to summon the absolute evil of the demon world is to go against the world’s providence and causality at once.

Moment.

Jet-black flowed from the glowing magic circle and stretched out toward the world like tentacles.

The lights that radiated colorfully and embroidered the world instantaneously died.

All living things cease at the same time.

only lune.

He was the only one staring straight at the swaying darkness.

Like a cold star in the winter sky, a pale dot formed as an image in Ruin’s infinitely transparent pupil.

＜Interesting.＞

The thoughts of Valcasius, which were swaying like sharp blue blades, were staring at the magic circle that had cooled down.

Obviously, that magic circle is a fragment that has grown out of one’s own knowledge.

However, the memories passed on to others, even to insignificant mortals, never existed.

Also, it is impossible for him to have passed on some of the knowledge of interpreting the dimensional realm to humans.

Valcasius immediately faced the true nature of Ruin.

＜Amazing. You’re out of time.＞

Valcasius was feeling enough pleasure to forget the boredom of eons.

It is imaginary to interpret even fragments of one’s own knowledge with the human soul, that feeble vessel.

Of course, a more fundamental question remained than that.

＜Are humans at the level where I can come up with something that satisfies me?＞

In an instant, Ruin’s face was grotesquely distorted like a demon.

For the simple interest of that evil being, the souls of countless superhumans were sucked into the dimension of nothingness.

Complete extinction that can never be reincarnated, not even a handful of consciousness remains.

As the pure white Ardiana, the sorrowful saintess’ last smile flickered, Ruin’s mouth twitched even more grotesquely.

“Yes. The essence of your power of being that allowed you to endure the boredom of eons. I am standing here now to solve your questions.”

＜Impossible.＞

The tentacles of darkness, which seemed to be enraged, became even more powerful.

It was impossible for him to measure the difficult problems of the providence that even he himself could not solve with the wisdom of lowly human beings.

Ruin grinned and stared at the cooled magic circle.

“okay? Then why? That must be your fragment. You, the absolute evil, traded with humans without any conditions? dog sound!”

Even mere monsters in the demon realm have conditions when giving power to humans.

The story of black magicians who gave away part of their emotions and pledged their souls was a common subject even in human novels.

Even more so, what can I say about that elaborate greed when it is an absolute evil at the pinnacle of such a demonic realm.

＜Tell me what you want.＞

Also, he couldn’t stand it.

All my comrades who died for this word now.

Ruin finally chewed and said.

“I hope to sign a contract with you, Valcacciarias. If you want a whip, all of my spiritual power, and if that is not enough, I will mortgage all of my time after death to you.”

The soul after death, the road of slavery that continues for eons from there.

It was a risky proposal that had no choice but to belong forever under his throne.

Ruin’s eyes were transparent like water.

It was the moment when the questions of all the dead superhumans, the truth that all mankind wanted to know, were finally revealed.

Two things can be reached with this question.

Either make a contract with the absolute evil Balcacciarious and acquire the power to stand against ‘him’.

One left… … .

＜No. According to the oath of providence, there cannot be two contractors.＞

dump.

Ruin sat down with a hard face.

The truth that everyone was worried about and didn’t want to face so much.

that flimsy hope.

everyone’s wish.

It became such a bubble.

I can’t believe that Valcasius really had a contractual relationship with ‘him’!

＜Human, let me make another suggestion. I will summon your spirit and body to the demon realm and hand over half of my dominion.＞

Gyrobel, who had been hiding in the depths of Ruin’s soul and was listening, was shocked.

Half of the dominion possessed by the one and only absolute evil Balcassiarious!

Unprecedented power that even the eight great demons can command under his command.

It was an enormous authority that was incomparable to that of human power, the pinnacle of which was the emperor.

However, Ruin adamantly refused.

“go away. In the future, you will never hear an answer from me.”

In an instant, an indescribable rage erupted from Valcasius’s thought body and enveloped Ruin’s body.

But that’s it.

He could have broken the oath and projected divine magic to kill him like a bug, but if he did, the question could never be resolved.

＜We will meet again. human.＞

Fire!

Let the stopped time flow again.

As if it had never happened, the bright sunlight fell on the wasteland.

Ruin lowered his head as he sat down at the unbearable sense of defeat and futility as if he had lost everything.

worst case.

Only despair, not hope.

Ruin looked blankly with both hands raised.

“damn… … .”

A blood jumage that contracts with a high-ranking being in the demon realm and is not supplied with true magic power, is a beast that only eats up life force.

Now, he could no longer walk the path of a warlock.

However, it is even more unrealistic to come now and inherit the family’s vision.

Knight?

It was unimaginable to confront ‘him’ with abilities other than magic.

It is too inefficient to give up all the knowledge of black magic you have learned so far.

It was he who had been confirming the practical efficiency and infinite possibilities of Jinmana all his life.

For you, black magic is the value you have worshiped with all your soul, that is, your self.

It was practically impossible to abandon the inertia of self-consciousness soaked in black magic and walk the path of a knight anew.

what the hell am i supposed to do now

At that time, Gyrobel, who had been watching with bated breath, suddenly let out an alarm.

-no way! You bastard! Are you saying you ran out of time?

It was Gyrobel’s conclusion after calmly observing the conversation with Valcasius.

Luin laughed vainly.

“You said you would find out soon.”

Gyrobel couldn’t believe that an existence that went against the absolute providence of time, and that a human could do it.

-All beings who tried to interpret the realm of time with magic were either annihilated or went mad! how the hell impossible! Absolutely impossible!

okay. that’s how you got lost

But Ruin had no intention of telling Gyrobel the truth.

– Let’s make a contract with me! Not only will I release the host’s bondage, but I will also supply you with the purest magic power! Instead, all of your experiences… … !

At his words, Ruin summoned the cooled Aether into the air, now fully functional.

Ord.

Promises between rulers and contractors.

The splendid flame, which must have burned ceaselessly, bound by souls, had cooled to gray.

“A contract with the same opponent cannot happen twice. A contract made with the soul cannot be broken even by the retrogression of time.”

Like burnt ashes, the sorrowful and lonely traces made Gyrobel choke.

Traces of yourself that are weakly felt in the ether.

-me… … dead… … Did you throw it?

This time, Ruin is silent.

From this point of view, Gyrobel was a demon.

For him, who has spent a time close to eternity, an ending that he has never even imagined about death.

If he faced the truth, his lofty self-consciousness would collapse neatly.

“I don’t know.”

Ruin, who had been lying on the floor as it was, was looking at the sky that had begun to turn into the setting sun.

Unbearable sadness and miserable emotions welled up and flowed down the corner of my eyes.

Sword Saint.

I don’t even want to think about it, but he dared to appear and laughed loudly in the sky saying that it was okay.

Colleagues starting to overlap.

All those memories spreading over the sunset clouds burrowed into my heart.

is this the end

When Ruin was so lethargic, Gyrobel’s voice was heard again.

– Could it be that the power you want to regain is magic?

Gyrobel further questioned Ruin, who remained silent without answering.

– I don’t know why you’re worried that it’s enough to learn human magic.

Ruin was dumbfounded and laughed.

Even within the same hierarchy, the difference in abilities between a black mage and a white mage is truly staggering.

why?

At least, if you signed a contract with a high-ranking being higher than the Demon King, you will receive all of his magical knowledge, which he perfected over thousands of years at most, tens of thousands of years at most.

Like this, the difference in history is that black magic is far more powerful and more complete than human white magic.

Unlike the demon realm, which has far surpassed a million years, human magic history was only 3,000 years old.

Moreover, the gap between the weak mana of the human world and the true magic power supplied directly from the demon world is such that it hurts to talk about it any longer.

I would never have thought that Gyrobel, who knew that fact better than anyone else, would say such a stupid thing.

“Stop the bullsh*t. I want to rest, so shut that stupid mouth.”

– Heh, who is the fool? If you signed a contract with me, it means that you inherited all of my knowledge intact.

“So what? What do you mean? Just because I know your magical knowledge, does it mean that the missing magic power suddenly rises from the ground?”

Gyrobel’s cold spirit continues.

-A nerd. The black magic of the demon world and the white magic of humans have the same mother, only the language is different. Of course, since humans were mortals, time would have been absolutely lacking.

What if humans were given a lifespan as long as that of demons?

Ruin, who had never had such thoughts before.

“then… … ?”

-Yes. If you build white magic with your knowledge, you will be distinctly different from other humans.

Gyrobel’s spiritual words were driven like a wedge into Ruin who was bewildered.

– Human beings are just foolish, but white magic doesn’t mean there’s no possibility.