7th Demon Prince Jilbagias’ Chronicle of Demon Kingdom Toppling Chapter 115: Secret And Lingering Affection

１１５． Secret And Lingering Affection

Good day, Jilbagias, who was forced to summon the soul of the Fist saint reporting in.

『Green haired―― Demon prince?』

Ante bent forward in , taking interest in hearing the described person.

aning that all the corpses here were… Killed by Ergias.

The corpse of the old beastfolk was torn to pieces as if he was shredded by sothing really sharp. Possibly from a wind blade. Does that an he died due to… that guy's magic?

The green bastard of Izanis clan was famous as the user of his clan’s lineage magic, 【Voice Transmission Curse】. It was lineage magic of one of the major clans, since it was spread among the demon race, the value placed on information was low.

But that wasn't the case if it was devil's magic.

Ergias of 『Envy』.

It was a nickna that ca from his subordinate who always saw him grumbling about sothing, but seemingly not unrelated to the devil he contracted too.

Which serves as a bitter reminder that the matter regarding the devil was secret in demon race society.

What kind of devil he contracted with, what kind of magic he got from that pact, it was a common understanding to not announce, or ask recklessly about this matter.

Though the nature of the devil or the magic would be revealed as long as the said demon race was active in the battlefield… As long as one is secretive, no one would know the details.

This applies to Ergias too.

At least when it cos to the full na of the devil, I could ask the details from Sofia.

『The report won't include such details.』

My thoughts exactly. Unfortunately, the na of his contracted devil wasn't declared, even the rumor about him being contracted to devil of envy might not be entirely true either.

According to the report, the na of that green basta*rd's magic was 『Brutal Debilitation』, but――

『Various sources said that it can debilitate his target with a single word. From another perspective, my taboo magic can also be seen as brutal debilitation.』

In short, the details remain a mystery.

But this information wasn't entirely useless either. The green basta&rd had been actively killing elf spellcasters or powerful heroes ever since his first campaign.

aning that his brutal debilitation magic was the perfect weapon for killing stronger opponents.

… Was that old beastfolk fist saint able to grasp this fact at the end of his life?

Basically, every single one of the demon king's children had always been surrounded by the people of their clan in the battlefield. Not to ntion that people from the Izanis clan were tight-lipped.

And this was once in a lifeti opportunity to learn about that green basta*rd's trump card. Like hell I'm gonna miss this chance!

I tried to apply necromancy as I spoke――

「…」

But I shut my mouth imdiately, abandoning that idea.

『Rry… Sorry… Forgive, …』

His soul is already swaying like a candle fla.

『A-At this rate… I also, cannot die right the—』

The tattered soul that had already been on the verge of dispersing was sobbing non-stop.

『I wanted to die bravely… With everyone!』

He covered his face with his hands, seemingly regretting the fact that he died.

It was kind of ironic since the only thing that kept his soul at bay was… His regret and suffering.

My figure is still not within his cloudy eyes.

But what should I say to him in this unprepared situation? I an, I am a demon race―― His most hateful enemy.

I couldn't say anything to him.

And the soul of this old beastfolk had already beco too weak. I doubt he would be able to survive if I used heretic art on his already severely weakened soul…

In the first place――

I… Am unwilling to commit such cruelty… To this personage!

『What are you going to do then?』

It had been decided.

I would listen to him.

I closed my eyes, picturing―― The from my previous life in my teens. I kept the color of my hair, changed the color of my eyes to black, and changed the color of my skin to brown reminded you of tan――

At that mont, it felt as if the world had lost its color.

「Eh!?」 I ignored Claire who made a dumbfounded voice behind . I touched my head and confird that my horns had vanished too.

Magic of human transformation.

「Excuse . Are you by chance, Dogajin-dono?」

I spoke to the fist saint called 『Dogajin』 after infusing my voice with magical power.

『… Whose there? Who are you!?』

Hearing my voice, Dogajin raised his face, looking around to find .

「Here! I'm right here!」

Only after he heard my voice again did―― His eyes were more focused than before.

『… Human! Such a fortuitous encounter… No, I… Just what happened…』

He was so bewildered as if he finally realized his current state.

『I'm pretty sure that… I should've died…』

「Calm down Dogajin-dono, I need to tell you sothing. You are dead, there's no doubt about this. And I am a necromancer.」

『NECROMANCER!?』

The whole hair on Dogajin's body stood at once, and he took a combat stance imdiately. Even when the contour of his soul was about to be gone, the sharpness of his stance was definitely that of a fist saint―― Almost as if he was trying to break the barrier around with his fist――

「Calm down! I'm not your enemy! I'm from Holy Religion!」

『You… Holy Religion!?』

「Those who are born with innate darkness attributes like are raised in secret by the Holy Religion, and many of us are trained to beco necromancers.」

『I see, so there's such a secret…』

Dogajin looked rather perplexed when he heard my explanation.

Fortunately for , he seed to be the type that didn't fuss over complicated matters, so he didn't have a shred of doubt toward .

Well… He might have no choice but to believe .

「Your corpse has been retrieved from the battlefield. I heard that you have important information…」

『Yes! Exactly! I have to report about that… ABOUT THE MAGIC USED BY DEMON PRINCE ERGIAS!』

Dogajin bent forward till the barrier was about to break.

『According to the elf spellcaster, his favored magic is the wind attribute. And though the detailed condition is unknown, his voice can slip through wards, and he can also steal his opponent's power!』

…………!!

『The elf arch spellcaster has high elf blood running in his body, yet he is robbed of most of his magical power, magic aside, he's rendered to the point that he can't even walk properly! … That's the reason we lost the protection ward and had beco prey for the demon race hexing!!』

Dogajin explained without even trying to mask his hostility and frustation――

… I see. So it wasn't just a simple debilitation!

『Snatching the power of his opponent. That sounds like sothing that the devil of envy would do. Envying the other party's to the limit, and stealing their power. There might be so other conditions for using that power. For example, making the other party hear his voice, or getting injured by him…』

Unlike who barely suppressed my excitent, Ante calmly analyzed the information.

「Thank you very much, Dogajin-dono! The value of that information is unasurable!」

I looked into the eyes of the elderly fist saint as I expressed my gratitude.

「I… Will pass this information. And avenge you guys!」

『Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!』

The mont I said those words, Dogajin cried as if he fell onto his knees.

『Finally… I've… Fulfilled… My last duty!』

The contour of his soul becos less and less visible.

『Thank you, young man… Thank you very much!』

Dogajin knocked his fists together in front of his chest, the most respectful gesture of a Fist saint.

『Haah… I wish I could fight for a while longer…』

Lastly, he tried to whistle as he spoke, not that it was possible――

Then vanished.

「…」

His existence vanished inside the barrier.

… Dogajin-dono.

My words were not a lie.

I'll definitely avenge you guys.

That's why… May you rest in peace!

「… Your Highness?」

Then a girl's voice called from behind.

Darn, I forgot about her.

I turned around and looked at Claire――

「WAAAAAAAAAAAA, WHAT IS THA~~~T!?」

Who looked at with bright, sparkling eyes.

She was literally glaring at .

「YOU CAN BECO A HUMA~N!?」

Well it's the magic of human transformation after all..

「SO CU~~~~~~~~~~~~~~TE!!」

Thus Claire was closing in faster than I could react―― Since my reflex was that of a normal human――

She caught in her hands and brushed my head non-stop.

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