Episode 5
Warlocks are often thought of as evil beings who are locked in damp and dark dungeons to study evil magic, or raid villages for their own selfish desires.
To some extent, this is true.
Before coming to the demon world, I spent three years in my master's dungeon.
However, they paid attention to ventilation, so there was no mold and did not attack the village. If there was something I needed, I just paid for it and bought it.
I don't know what other warlocks are like, but Master never attacked people for no reason. It was the same for me.
I haven't even learned a spell that can be used to attack others in the first place, but that's not the case.
Even though I am a warlock, I am only an apprentice, and I am not much different from ordinary people who have not actually learned magic.
The result is now.
"What is it? You're a little kid, aren't you? Such a kid in the middle of the demon world. Are you a demon?"
As soon as he heard the voice, he tried to hide, but there was no way he would have a place to hide in the wilderness-like land of the demon world.
Yellow teeth and bloodshot eyes. The sickle in front of his nose was enough to immobilize his body.
"No way. The denomination announced it, right? He killed every demon."
"Priests are human beings, and they can make mistakes. Isn't that right?"
They are caught in an instant and their lives are threatened. Normally, I would have trembled thinking about the future, but now I wasn't too worried.
That's right, who am I? Isn't he the one who subordinates the demon king and overthrows the goddess in the future?
-Neither of them has any special power. Judging from his armament, he must not be a mercenary. Are you a farmer?
As the Demon King said, the men's behavior was nothing short of shabby.
In the first place, if you are a skilled mercenary, you will be robbing the dungeons of warlocks who died in the war by now. The only person who will crawl into the demon world that the Allied forces have stirred up once must be the same as himself.
-I don't feel good. Now, even such miscellaneous people are invading the land of the demon world at will.
He is not a powerful enemy like the Knights of the Empire or the Warriors, and he has to be defeated by two peasants to stand on his face.
"Kill me."
He said to the demon king in a soft voice.
According to the contract, they can't watch me die, so their bodies explode under the magic of the Demon King...
-Did you tell me?
That didn't happen.
"What do you mean?"
"Are you out of your mind because you were scared?"
Unexpected situation.
The peasants looked at each other and wondered, but they couldn't afford to pay attention to the shocking remarks of the demon king that followed.
-That's not going to work.
“… What?"
-All the power you have saved up to revive a dying human is consumed. The soul itself was damaged by forcibly casting magic. You can't use magic for a while.
The Demon King's smiling voice made me feel blood draining from my head.
"Are you kidding?"
-It's true that I enjoy playing games, but... Don't you remember? The contract supposes you to tell only the truth.
If you can't get help from the Demon King, the seriousness of the situation will change.
The strongest swordsman on the continent and the supreme sage die when a knife is stuck in their bodies. Maybe.
Right now, I don't have a body that transcends my limits, nor does I have any magic to cover the world. He was just a poor warlock in front of a weapon.
-Or, do you mean to use magic at the risk of your soul being destroyed? Of course, then I could kill them. You know one, right? That's how it was...
By violating the condition to resurrect the Demon King, my soul will perish. In the end, he realized that he had to get out of this crisis without the help of the Demon King.
'Can I do it?'
I counted the number I had. There is no time to take out the things in the bag, and the only thing on the waist is a cheap dagger and a water bag that I bought just in case.
But the moment I move my hand to point it at the dagger, that sharp scythe will stab me.
He only knows three spells: a spirit eye and a soul contract, and a ventilation standby operation.
I think waiting manipulation will help, but magic requires preparation to be activated. As an apprentice mage, I have to draw a magic circle to activate the lowest level of magic.
"Wait. Isn't this guy?"
"Guy?"
"Why, there was a guy who served at Louise's inn for about a week. Louis cursed me for not paying my rent at dawn."
"Oh, that little one?"
The Louis Inn was the one where they stayed for about a week while waiting for the priests to leave the battlefield completely.
Come to think of it, the face of one of the men is familiar. It was a face I had seen a few times at an inn.
I guessed it from the time I was holding the farm equipment, but I wonder if it was from that village.
-Hoo. This is quite interesting. My master was a rogue.
It's unfair.
It is true that they did not pay. However, in exchange for helping with the inn's work, they decided to settle for room and board. Even though he left at dawn to enter the demon world faster than anyone else, he even left a letter saying that he had been grateful for all this time.
But you cursed me for not paying?
-Rage! It's a good feeling. If you refine it well and add it to magic, you can amplify its power. If it's the lowest level of standby manipulation... The air will be a little fresher than it should be.
The Demon King's grumbling made his head cold. There is nothing to help if you get angry unnecessarily.
If it's a positive thing, there is a possibility that it will go well because we have a good relationship...
"Shall I take you to Louie? I think I'll pay for it."
"Okay. It's like a mess. Let's kill them and take the bag."
Some hope was trampled before it even sprouted.
It is natural that the black marks on rusty days are not dirt. Blood stains on untrimmed metal. In other words, they are people who have already seen blood.
I don't know, but it must have been enough experience to avoid choosing to increase the cumbersome burden.
-If you die, you'll be in trouble, so let's help you a little. I'll show you how to draw a magic circle using magical power. It is a miscellaneous skill that will be quite helpful if you become proficient.
What came to mind was a miracle caused by the Demon King a few hours ago. Dozens of magic circles drawn in the air to subordinate me.
-You know how to use magic bullets, right?
Magical bullets. It is a basic technique that condenses magical power into small dots and throws it, which cannot be considered magic. It depends on the amount of magic used, but in some cases, the power is so insignificant that it is stronger to just punch.
-The basic outline is the same. After condensing magic to fix the shape, you draw a magic circle you know.
'Is that possible...?'
It was an amazing story, but I couldn't just sit idly by. It seems that those filthy peasants have already decided to kill me.
"De, let me tell you. All."
"Hmm?"
I slowly untied the bag I was carrying and put it down in front of them. Even in the midst of this, my head continued to think about it.
Magic bullets are simple skills that anyone can use if they can handle magic. All you have to do is focus your magic on your hands.
But I drew a magic circle with it.
"I thought it through. Let. What can be worth money... It doesn't seem like it. What is this? Bone? Little boy. Did you put it in to eat when you were hungry?"
"Give me that waist too. Don't think nonsense."
While one of them picked up the bag and examined the contents, I was afraid that the vigilance would be disturbed, but unfortunately, the sickle in front of me was not removed.
"But have you been there? Over the hill...."
"You told me not to think nonsense? Do you want to die in pain?"
Even if the magic power is slightly distracted, it will move on its own. The magic circle is also a delicate thing that cannot function properly even if it is slightly distorted.
In an instant, it becomes a difficult technique that requires tremendous concentration, memory, and magic manipulation skills at the same time.
-It's a simple thing for me. Well, if you practice for a few years, you'll be able to draw at least one simple magic wheel.
Is this really the Demon King? It can be said that the task is as simple as completing a masterpiece with your eyes closed.
"No, it's not like that! It's a complete mess, so it's a bit dangerous. I'll give it to you. I'll give it to you..."
He took out a dagger and a water bag from his waist and lifted it above his head. When he sensed that they were caught off guard, he stabbed the water bag with his dagger.
Immediately after.
-… You've already succeeded. What the hell are you?
A light rose from the bottom. A strong wind with sand blew behind me, blowing away the water that had been scattered on the floor.
I practiced drawing a magic circle with magic power, which I practiced while dragging time. It was a narrow success.
"Ugh, suddenly the wind...!"
The man holding the sickle stumbles and covers his eyes with his arm.
In the gap, the water that filled the water bag flew towards the man who was holding my bag. To be precise, towards the acid troll bones in the bag.
"Wow, wow...!"
In an instant, the acidic water melted the bag and covered the man. The items in the bag spilled out, but there was no time to pay attention.
Because the priority was to deal with the man in front of me.
"Gale? What's up! Gail!"
The blindfolded man screamed and swung his scythe in all directions. It is not easy to approach, but the duration of the magic is not long-lasting. If you stay still, you will only be defeated in reverse.
Immediately after, he fired a magic bullet at the back of the man's head.
-Until the manifestation of long-distance magic? You are born with the ability to manipulate magic.
Even if you gather all the magic you have, you will only be able to punch a child. But it was enough.
"Is it there?"
The screaming man turns around and swings his sickle.
Without missing the moment, she threw herself away and hit the man. At the same time, he stabbed the man with the dagger he was holding.
A dagger that doesn't go deep like a bone. Pain felt in the wrist.
-It seems that you don't have a spiritual talent for using your body.
However, he did not stop, and stabbed him twice or three times. Until the movement of the struggling body stops, and the hand feels squealing.
"Haa, ha...."
It was hard for my heart to burst, but I didn't have time to rest. A man with a half-melted face was stumbling to his feet.
She got up from her seat and approached the man. The man with a terrible stench and bones was so terrible that even the undead could be believed.
"Off, off..."
It was not so difficult to kill him. At best, I could only stand. Even if I left it alone, I might have died on its own.
I picked up a glass bottle that had spilled out of my bag.
- Soul files. Is it a glass bottle that collects souls? I don't think it's a very valuable soul. Well, there's nothing wrong with that.
It was the first murder, the first spoils.
* * *
When water is scooped from the well and sprayed on the body, the heat of the battle is washed away along with the blood. I realized that my palm was completely torn off by the pain I felt belatedly.
I realized it clearly.
He was not a veteran mercenary, and he was almost killed by two peasants.
I am weak.
He is only an apprentice warlock. Even if he gets his hands on the Demon King's soul, nothing has changed.
If you didn't take the acid troll's bones. If the Demon King hadn't taught me how to draw a magic circle with magic, I would have been the one to suffer.
"I'm going to kill the goddess?"
- Don't worry. If you follow my plan, you will become a great warlock that no one can match. Even the goddess won't be able to ignore you.
“….”
Don't listen to the whispers of the devil.
It was a long-standing adage, but now there was no other story that was as sweet. After all, he was the king of demons, the Demon King.
"Teach me the magic. Black magic so strong that nothing can pose a threat."
-Even if I didn't say anything, I was going to do it. It is an undeserved grace for a drunken criminal.
"Ugh, that's why..."
It's not a walk-in ceremony.
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