301 Lesson 269

Ahead of the memories once shown in Samarial.

We simply lost our words to the power of the brave man Hisako.

"--- For Hisago, he didn't even recognize it as a fear threatening himself, such as the Evil Dragon."

"How much range could he seal?"

"I don't know. I could even seal this. Isn't there a limit?"

Although it is the word of the Demon King that does not seem to fit properly, I also understood that it can only be said so.

His appearance in striking spears out of nowhere, creating flames and even using the power of evil dragons themselves to fight as his own power made him seem more than evil dragons.

"But then why was the evil dragon sealed?"

"... yeah, right"

Nair nods at my whining.

Whatever you think, Mr. Hisago's power has always overwhelmed Evil Dragon.

The backdrop to the battle between the brave warrior and the evil dragon that I know of is that Mr. Hisago, who jumped into the mouth of the evil dragon himself, pierces his heart with a knife that is the weapon of the brave and seals his soul.

But the sight we're being shown right now...

'--- What's up? Stand up.

"Gi, gizza...... tujah...... duh!"

An evil dragon who is crushed with one eye, with one wing, falls to the ground and looks unharmed.

Next to him, Mr. Hisago, with his knife in his sheath as he descended to the ground, looks down at the evil dragon, who is even making his consciousness blur, and hands on his chin.

"... don't be."

As he pulls the knife backwards, he forces the evil dragon's mouth open and steps into its mouth.

His disappeared straight into the body of the evil dragon - when he tried to see the movement ahead, something like noise running that meant a shift in scenes.

"Ah, demon king?"

"We'll find out later. I have something to see first."

——— Oh, you mean that.

Do you really want to show us how hell we are from here on out?

I turn to the next scene with a bite of my teeth to the spiciness of the Demon King.

There, the figure of Mr. Hisago and Mr. Nagi, surrounded by many.

As far as I can remember so far, I was wondering if it was a scene where many people were blaming me and throwing stones at me and this time it was completely different.

'Thank you... thank you...'

"Thanks to both of you, for the danger..."

"How can I thank you......"

That was pure gratitude.

The streets of Samarial were terrible in the attack of evil dragons, but the people living there were safe.

Mr. Hisago and Mr. Nagi saved their lives. They sent a heartfelt thank you to both of them, and the two sent had a look on their faces like they were in a different situation - they didn't know how to react.

'Sometimes this happens...... hisago'

'Right, right.... Even for me, I didn't anticipate this situation'

Hisago replies to Nagi's words with a little joy.

To those two figures, Fermu looks back here with a slight brightening of his expression.

"This was rewarded... is that the guy? Usato"

……

"Hey, say something. Why does Nair look so serious?"

Even this “rewarded sight” can only seem painful to me and Nair, who still have a stiff expression, a felm tilting their necks, but know what lies ahead.

Then, Mr. Hisago and Mr. Nagi were temporarily set to stay in the city to help rebuild the city and tend to the injured.

"Yikes!!"

Mr. Nagi carried rubble, wood, etc. with unimaginable force from his appearance, and Mr. Hisago was treating people who had been damaged and injured by evil dragons.

"Uncle, what, this?"

'This is, uh, vitality... no, it's the medicine that gives me the energy to live. You'll feel better soon. "

Mr. Hisago was showing the ball of light he had taken out in his palms to a boy with a bandage around his head and arms.

Perhaps they are dividing the life-energy they take away from their enemies in a way that seals them in the middle of the battle to a boy who is debilitated.

As he receives the light, the boy regains his blood color in his expression.

"Thanks! Uncle!"

"Oh. But you're still tired, you should rest a little longer"

"Yeah!"

To the boy smiling and nodding, Mr. Hisago reached for his head, smiling gently - slowly stroking his head while showing a bare gesture of hesitation for only a moment.

'It just makes me look good... that's all, my parents... your father and mother should be happy'

"Even your uncle?"

…… Oh, of course.... because I need to see the rest of them. See you later. '

Mr. Hisago turns to the next injured man as he hears the boy's voice that Bubba-yi.

One after the other, he reaches out to those who suffer from the poison of evil dragons.

... could he at least have become the “brave man” he had hoped for for?

I hope so.

I sincerely hope so, and he stops to look up into the sky.

"Tower, huh?"

With his eyes on the building he sees, he is made to understand without denial that things are already imminent.

Buildings built on a priority basis over any building.

The magic of the earth system makes it possible to assemble at an unusual speed the tower that was called "Symbol of Samaritan's Hope” in our time.

"At this point, I guess I still had hope for a species called man. No, if he had just gone to the kingdom of Lingle without his evil dragon opponent or something in the first place, he might have had a pretty good life."

……

"Usato, do you know where you're going?"

That's what the demon king asks me to know what's going on ahead.

Deepening his grin, he continues to talk in an intriguing way about whether he regarded silence as an affirmation.

"When you found out the truth, what did you think? How did you feel about humans?"

"... anger,"

"That's right. That's right."

Happy with my answer, Demon King speeds up the scene.

After a flash of brightness, the scene switches, from the square where the injured were housed to the hall-like place of the castle.

Not so much time seems to have passed since the earlier scene, but the view outside the window was surrounded by darkness, plus clouds enough to hide the moonlight in the sky.

"Dear Valiant!! You are the one this Samaritan needs!! No! Your strength is still not enough to be regarded as a treasure over everything!! '

"--- O king of Samarial, what imitation is this?"

Mr. Hisago can be tied to a chain stretched from the magic formation in a hangover.

With such eyes of him, the king of Samarial at the time, who is spewing out his words as if he had lost his sanity, and the sorcerer who lived to refrain next to him.

Shake my shoulder with Ferm confused by a situation that is too unclamped.

What do you mean? Why are you tying that beard, that guy who's supposed to be the benefactor!? "

"Too much power can confuse people. King Samariar, who watched Mr. Hisago fight the Evil Dragon, in that battle...... no, he was fascinated by the power"

Magic has already been activated, and chains that look familiar to me and Nair are wrapped dozens or hundreds around Mr. Hisago's body.

"That power is too sparing!! For the prosperity of my kingdom, your power! Blood, will! I wanted to take it into my kingdom!! '

……

Excitement I noticed something when Mr. Hisago, staring at the king of Samarial in a way that did not cool down, tried to destroy the restraints of the chain that caged his strength in his arms and bound himself.

'--- Oh no, this guy...!'

"Yes! The demon ju prepared by my subordinate to retain the non raw sauce - '

Before the king utters his words, Mr. Hisago pulls out the knife on his hips and destroys all restraints with one sword.

Without even delivering to his sight the appearance of a king and a magician with a look of amazement and despair, he jumps out the window of the castle and heads somewhere.

The expression had turned to impatience and fear, which he had never floated before.

Soon it started raining, and while struck by it, he reached the place of destination, what he saw -,

"Oh, shit."

They were wounded, breathless as they slept.

Those who suffered injuries as a result of the raid of evil dragons gathered in the square and were unable to move due to their inhalation of poison.

The life Mr. Hisago healed and saved - was taken for too selfish a reason.

"Ferm. the king of Samarial and the sorcerer took the means to bind Hisago to the land."

"Hey, what's that..."

"We sacrificed and empowered the wounded who could not move because of the victimization of the Evil Dragon. The result is... As you can see, the procedure was easily torn and all that remained was a soul-drained, breathless corpse..."

Nair explains to the flashing Ferm.

The people of Samaria, other than Hisago, who were there, could only weep over the remains of their respective families and friends.

Mr. Hisago himself sat down before the remains of one person and held his body, which would have lived until earlier.

The wreckage was a boy that Mr. Hisago was magically healing.

……

Nagi rushes to Hisago, who has nothing to say and has sat back holding a child who is no longer moving.

"Hisago! Soldiers are stopping me... Huh!? What..."

To her, who loses her words to the sight in front of her, he mouths how he has come to this day with a voice that is about to disappear.

Knowing that the people who were supposed to heal had a pointless death, Mr. Nagi looks back as he pulls out his sword in angry shape.

Ahead is the castle of Samarial.

"Nagi, what are you going to do"

'Let them get their reward. Definitely something to forgive...!'

I intend to kill the king and the sorcerer.

I can see you're just trying to do that with an angry look.

'... Enough, leave me alone'

"What?"

To Mr. Flat Hisago's voice, Mr. Nagi accidentally stopped moving as if he were in retrospective gold bondage.

Slowly put the carcass to sleep on the ground, his eyes rising, because his expression was feeling nothing as if his emotions had been shredded off.

"We're leaving here."

"So, what are you going to do with the scumbags who killed these people!? Are you going to let them go?!?"

'You're not going to make it to the busy end. You will be rewarded... one day, always'

To him, who speaks as if he is convinced that he is, Mr. Nagi also forgets his earlier anger and walks over to him, disturbed.

'It's the kingdom of Ringle to head... of course, isn't it?'

"No, I'm not going to that country"

After seeing the people he was supposed to have saved himself, he starts walking to turn his back.

There was no grief or anything in his eyes.

Just there, there was nothing I could do to “give up” there.

"Come on, let's get this over with."

'End……?'

"Boring skirmishes with the Demon King, everything."

That also seemed to be the language of the declaration of war on the Demon King at the time.

The loss of the life that he was supposed to have saved because of a heartless king and a sorcerer cut off the last thing that was connecting his heart.

There's nowhere left to connect him.

"No matter how good people are, no matter how innocent children are laughing, an outer path tramples through it, both physically and mentally.... There were just too many of them in this day and age to do anything about it."

"Hisago......"

The city of Samarial surrounded by grief.

It's gonna rain. Mr. Hisago and Mr. Nagi are going through it.

I had no choice but to turn away from the painful appearance.

"Memories from here on forward exist only fragmented memories, with the exception of some"

"... why?"

"Because he didn't try to show it. That's not all if he was just fighting our army, but he obviously took a leg outside of where our army was - doing something (...)"

Something...?

Does that mean the Demon King doesn't even know...?

"But it means he's finally motivated to fight me by cutting this thing off."

Fragmentally reflected records are reflected in the landscape.

The Wizard of Light who wipes out and overwhelms the army of the Demon King by himself.

The hindsight was exactly brave enough to be called the "brave man," but the battle was the god himself.

But in the middle of it he was letting the beasts, who had been treated badly on the battlefield, escape.

After the battle he had moved them into the woods far from where people lived, teaching them upbringing and culture as people.

Some of them look like Mr. Nagi and two melons girls.

But this one's not as strong as Mr. Nagi's, it's like a quiet atmosphere.

"He led the beast man and crossed spears with us. When most of our army was devastated by the power of one hissago, he stepped into my castle."

You remembered the time, the demon king with a look you seem to miss.

A castle for the Demon King hundreds of years ago.

If it's not here, it's probably - that ruin.

"To settle with me."

Probably the last one next.

I must see instead of Kazuki with my predecessors, who are not here now, what options the humans who say hisago have chosen and what path they have chosen.