Chapter 35.1 - If There's a Hell

Chapter 35.1 - If There's a Hell

35.1If There's a Hell

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Good day This is the exhausted Jilbagias

After returning to my room, I slept with Ante's lap pillow again.

Even though the training was really intense, there was not a single scar on my body.

Eventually, I failed to save all of them.

I couldn't save them

I will never forget the face of the old man who died first, it was the expression filled with resentment.

The voice of the child who was wailing nonstop.

Everyone died because of my failure. I managed to withstand it for today but No matter how convenient the transpose curse, or how much Ante tried to comfort me, it didn't change the fact that this event left a deep, gaping scar in my heart.

A scar that wouldn't vanish for my entire life.

No, this experience managed to make me understand one thing. No matter how much I tried to avoid this kind of act, humans would still be sacrificed for me.

I mean, another day was only another necessary consumption of human slaves for treatment.

But even with that, it didn't mean that I shouldn't give my best shot. I must never give up in trying to save them even if the odds were stacked against me.

And the most unforgivable thing was the fact that every time a human slave was used as a scapegoat for me, I felt an overwhelming amount of power flowing into myself.

I, a hero, broke the taboo of killing innocent people. Worst of all, a child was also used as the scapegoat to treat my wounds. And just like before, I entrusted the power I gained to Ante for safekeeping. I mean, I wouldn't be able to give an explanation to my mother if she knew that I, the contractor of the Devil of Constraint, gained a huge amount of power during the treatment with the transpose curse

Just Just how much power had I gained in the span of a single day?

Hey, Ante?

Let's see

Ante's phantom stopped brushing my hair, pondering for a while.

Let's see, compared to your siblings Your current magical power is about a third of that green-haired one. It was quarter of that green-haired one till just yesterday.

Should I feel happy with that much harvest?

Naturally, consider yourself lucky to be able to catch up that much against someone who has lived more than fifty years. Well, the expansion of your power is going to slow down a bit from the next time though

Maybe

The Demon God muttered in her mind as her phantom hand brushed the young demon race's hair.

When you become extremely powerful. Learn all kind of skills you have to learn, there will come the day when you don't need to train anymore.

She was looking at her adorable contractor who puckered his lips as he looked at the ceiling With a look of pity.

What is waiting for you might be a cruel battle

But, she had no intention to tell him that.

He had to notice this fact himself.

She wanted him to find out that there was still a hope at the end of his suffering.

I spent hellish days after that.

You might call it fulfilling days in a certain way. I eat delicious dishes upon waking up, do light exercise to help digestion, study magic and take lectures. And lastly, mock combat against Platy.

Even I couldn't believe it myself, the fact that I learned spearcraft of the demon race like a dry sponge absorbing water. The condition called a mistake means the death of a slave behind me became a wrench that tapped on my full talent and overwhelming pressure at the same time.

The spear which had felt uncomfortable in my hands since it was the weapon of the hateful demon race, and the fact that its shaft was made from the bones of the soldiers that I killed Started to feel comfortable in my hands. I even started to feel that a spear wasn't a bad choice of weapon. Its long-range and unrivalled penetration power was the charm of this weapon

But then, I still yearned for a weapon with a sharp and long blade like a sword. The main use for the demon race's spear was for Thrust and Strike. Naturally, it wouldn't just end with a simple broken bone when the spear's strike was combined with the demon race's herculean strength A fact that I confirmed after Platy broke my bones too many times with her spear strike But, as a former hero, I wished for a weapon that could Slash on top of that.

I couldn't help but yearn for that kind of weapon.

And then The training would end once the scapegoat slaves were used up. After I cleaned my body and put on my clothes, it would be my free time, on most occasions. I usually used that time to read books, stroll around, or simply lay down on my bed, doing nothing.

This reminds me that in regard to other classes, to be specific, combat magic, she made me do hand-to-hand combat against Garounya. The difficulties of that training skyrocketed since I had to do my best to hide my real abilities from Garounya.

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