The Demon Prince goes to the Academy Chapter 471

Chapter 471

It was night.

I was going to watch Charlotte fall asleep, but it seemed better not to.

It seems like the more I care, the more guilty I feel, because I thought it would be better for Charlotte if I didn’t watch.

And I couldn’t talk to Charlotte forever.

I took Sarkegar and Lucinil to the highest spire of the capital.

Because there was no place like this to overlook the panoramic view of Razak.

Sarkegar was the way he used to be when he usually came to visit me.

She speaks with the appearance of an elegant female maid.

Do you think that I am burdened with the appearance of the devil?

“This is… … . Lowering… … . No, His Highness rebuilt… … . Is this the new Dark Land?”

“as it were.”

It wasn’t as nighty as the ecliptic, but the scenery of downtown Razak, where lanterns lit up the streets, and the refugee settlement area, where guards roamed the streets carrying torches, though not as much, were spread out.

It is the highest place in the royal castle, which was originally built on a high ground.

I could see not only the distant sea, but also the endless land behind me, the horizon.

I could see the growing urban districts and vast agricultural fields.

It was a bleak landscape.

What Sarkegar wanted was a land where only demons live.

But I chose harmony with humans, and I was still rescuing humans and demons on the continent.

It wasn’t entirely the way Sarkegar wanted, but somehow I succeeded in establishing my own country on a land that had escaped the horrors.

Of course, it was a kingdom achieved through usurpation.

“God said that he would see this sight before he died… … . in fact… … . I didn’t think of that.”

With a daunting expression, Sarkegar looks at the city of Razak overlooking the harbor and the vast refugee settlements and farmlands on the other side.

On the rooftop of the spire, which is open on all sides, Sarkegar spins quietly in place.

As if it will always be like that, I look around once, then look around once more, and then look around once more.

It was like a child encountering a very strange landscape for the first time.

“majesty… … . God, it’s okay to die now. Even if I die… … . Even if you die while blessing your new world… … . Anything is fine… … . However much… … .”

Sarkegar is laughing and crying brightly like a child.

“Why are you thinking of dying? There are so many things to do that I regret that it would have been better when there was no country.”

“No matter what, no matter what, even if I die under the weight of work, I will die laughing, so please tell me anything.”

Sarkegar lifted the hem of her skirt with both hands and bowed her head in front of me.

“Great, unique, sublime.”

“He is the absolute ruler of the Dark Land and all demons. And the lord of men.”

“You are the demon king of all ages who will be immortal forever.”

“You loyal dog Sarkegar.”

“I will follow your orders at any time.”

Sarkegar looks at me and smiles.

Sarkegarda was always evil and laughed insidiously.

However, the expression of Sarkegar, who had tears in his eyes and smiled more happily than ever, took the form of a false human woman, not his own.

At this moment, if happiness were to be embodied with facial expressions, it would be something like this.

He looked so happy that it made me think.

At first, I was honestly afraid.

I thought that one day I might have to get rid of Sarkegar.

And at some point, I felt guilty for not being able to fulfill Sarkegar’s wishes.

But as my aspirations failed, I ended up having to do something I didn’t want to do.

Eventually, I became the lord of the Dark Land.

so that.

“Welcome back.”

I hugged Sarkegar.

“My best friend.”

I said what I had been thinking, my honest heart.

* * *

Sarkegar went down the spire, saying he wanted to see my Dark Land up close.

Is it that good?

I thought Sarkegar would be happy, but I didn’t think it would be that much, so I was a little embarrassed.

“You’ve done a lot in two years.”

I smiled bitterly at Lucinil’s words. Sarkegar was thrilled with the rebuilding of the Dark Lands, but Lucinil was genuinely surprised that this was possible in a short period of two years.

Sarkegar, Epinhauser, Loyard, and Lucinil.

These four were the ones who directly blocked the knights of Savioli Tana and Shanapell when I came out of the temple.

Mr. Royard and Mr. Epinhauser were dead, and it was only now, after some time, that I was able to recover the other two.

“Meantime… … . Must have been hard.”

“No, are you really okay?”

My warning that if you kill Lucinil and Sarkegar, you will have permanent enmity.

Maybe that’s why the Empire really didn’t treat Sarkegar and Lucinil carelessly?

“Ardemon. Two years at most, but even if I went through rough times, how big of a part would that be in my life?”

Lucinil says that he has lived too long, so even if he was in pain, it wouldn’t have meant that much.

Even so, it doesn’t change the fact that Lucinil accepted the threat because of me.

Lucinil stares at the lights of the city.

“Hey, Valie. I am more curious about this.”

“… … What?”

“You and I came to this town.”

“Yes.”

I once came to the Edina Archipelago with Lucinil to meet Airi.

Lucinil should have known that the Edina Archipelago in that winter was very different from the current landscape.

“What has changed so much in just two years?”

Not only did the super-large Daejeon, which did not exist two years ago, come in, but the size of the city itself also expanded incomparably compared to before.

“Why does mortal time pass so quickly?”

In just two years, this landscape has entered. Lucinil found it strange.

“It’s so cute and cute.”

Lucynil said that, covering her mouth and laughing.

“That’s why it’s even more sad.”

Mortal life has an end in the name of death. That’s why Lucinil seemed to be feeling sadness in the splendor at the same time.

“Why did the head of the household help me?”

“… … huh?”

At my question, Lucinil tilted his head.

Lucinil helped me.

It is safe to say that at the Council, it is next to Elleris. Because he even risked death for me.

I wasn’t sure if Lucinil had a reason for me to do that. He was only told that he had received some help from Elleris and that it was to pay off the debt.

Lucinil sees me.

“When my lifespan was at its limit, it was Ellerith who helped me become a vampire.”

“ah… … .”

I thought it might be something like that, but I wonder if it was Elleris who helped Lucinil, whose lifespan as a homunculus had reached its limit.

“That’s why I was originally from Hwayo’s clan. Of course, I made a promise. Because I have no intention of leading my own clan. I can turn you into a vampire, but I won’t take responsibility for it. That’s why the family head of demand, who was close to Ellerith, took care of me.”

“Then did you become the head of demand?”

“The previous head of demand didn’t have a clan. I was the only one to receive it.”

Lucinil stretches.

“But honestly, I helped you with the thought of repaying the debt of my life… … . well? In fact, I tend to work hard at anything.”

That statement was somehow oddly funny.

“Being immortal inevitably leads to indolence. So if you fall into that indolence, boredom comes, and if you get sick of boredom, you give up on life. did you tell me before? Lord vampires usually give up their lives on their own.”

“It was.”

“So I have very little to do, but when I do, I tend to work hard. It was in that context that I helped you.”

He even risked his life to work hard to help me.

That sounded rather odd.

“Will it be complicated? Just like Antirianus is very strange, I am also very strange, you can think of it that way.”

“Such weirdness is too convenient for me.”

“is it?”

Of course, the strangeness of Antirianus is just unpleasant, but it’s convenient for me as well.

“Of course, just because I work hard at anything, I don’t work hard for the ugly guy or the insignificant guy.”

Lucinil stretched out again and took a few deep breaths.

“You are quite a pretty guy, cute and admirable. I guess immortals like me inevitably end up loving things like you when they get too old.”

“We’ve grown so old that we know all too well what works and what doesn’t.”

“Even if we didn’t do it ourselves, we lived real-time history in books and records.”

“They dream too big.”

“Knowing that it is ephemeral, knowing that it is impossible, knowing that it is too difficult.”

“So do we laugh at those who dream so big that they think they can never come true?”

“Actually, it is not.”

“We have seen a lot of failures, but we have seen very few successes.”

“I have seen one person succeed when a hundred or even a thousand fail. We’ve seen rocks smashed by eggs time and time again. However, the number of broken eggs is immeasurable, and the number of eggs broken by rocks is only a handful, enough to be counted even during that long and long time.”

“I’ve seen so many people fail and die trying things that were never possible, while others succeed.”

“So I’m not laughing at such impossible attempts.”

“I feel sorry for those who fail.”

“I thought successful people were amazing.”

“Because immortals like me feel sorry for beings like you, pitiful, pitiful.”

“So I guess you want to do something for me.”

“Okay? Archdemon.”

“So I don’t want your story to be remembered as a sad one. Instead of watching from the back of history as it always has been, I want to create a story from the side this time.”

“So, the help Elerith gave me is not that important now.”

I won’t let this be a sad story.

Antirianus said that whether I die miserably or succeed is good either.

Lucinil seemed to care about me, though I couldn’t say the opposite.

I will help ensure that my story does not end in tragedy.

It wasn’t that I would do anything for you, but I felt something that made my heart thump in those specific words.

Lucinil stretches out.

“Even though it was a short time… … . It was a bit frustrating that I hadn’t been able to smell the night air outside for two years.”

I was comfortable, but I would never have lived a free life.

“It’s Reinhardt.”

“yes.”

They said Archdemon, then Valie, then Reinhardt.

Lucinil calls me anything.

Lucynil looked at me and smiled.

“Thank you for giving me the gift of night air again.”

Do you consider it a gift?

It’s not that I’m resentful that I didn’t pay attention to it for two years, but I’m grateful.

If there were only immortals like Lucinil in the world, wouldn’t it be pretty good.

In return for saving my life, with two years in captivity.

Say thanks for a breath of cool air at night.

I shouldn’t have thought I was happy.

It probably isn’t the moment to be thankful for something yet.

“I am more grateful.”

Although it was a brief sense, I am grateful that I can safely see Sarkegar, Lucinil, and Charlotte again.

Again, I was happy.

* * *

After Lucinil and Sarkegar left, I sat on the ledge of the spire by myself, watching the streets of Razzak.

I succeeded in what I wanted.

Although there were unavoidable damages, they were literally unavoidable.

The remnants of the Black Order fled after their leader’s death.

but.

I look at the far below spread out beneath my feet.

It was an eerie feeling.

There were good things, but there were also terrible things.

He did harsh things to Ellen.

In that situation, I thought it was best. And, if I were to be in that situation again, I think I would do the same.

Ellen must be suffering.

It was not a situation where we could talk to each other normally.

I will never forget the look in Ellen’s eyes as she looked up at me with sad eyes full of fear, sorrow and fear.

those eyes.

The tip of the trembling sword.

There are many things I want to say to me, but I couldn’t bear to open my mouth.

They are all so entrenched in my brain that it hurts.

“… … .”

As much as I suffered, no, maybe Ellen suffered more than that.

It made things even more painful.

It hurt.

And, the experience of physically hurting me must have shocked Ellen even more.

I did it because I had to, but Ellen must be in pain.

I wanted to say I’m sorry.

However, will such a day ever come to us?

Maybe that day will never come.

I quietly stare at the lights on the street.

Ellen and I live in different worlds.

I created a society of demons and humans here.

Ellen must unite humanity as the only clue of hope for humans overflowing with hatred, fear, and anger.

Right now, Ellen is more important than the emperor.

So Ellen and I live in different worlds.

The best thing for Ellen and me is to live like this without knowing where each other is.

If you run into them, you have to forcefully fight them, just like before. The fight must be displayed to the people.

we are enemies

The hero is stronger than the demon lord, and people should believe that.

The demon king cannot attack the empire and mankind because he is afraid of the hero, and people must believe that the hero will defeat the demon king one day.

So he deliberately allowed fatal wounds to Ellen.

But what about

Although that fight was necessary and I deliberately acted as a fugitive.

really sober.

Excluding emotions.

I knew today what the outcome would be if I fought with Ellen sincerely.

“… … .”

If you really want to fight Ellen Artorius.

If one day such a day comes

A hundred for a hundred, the fact that I will be defeated.

I realized such an objective truth through today’s unintentional fight.