288 Lesson 27 The Childhood of the Devil King

Side: Gull (former demon king)

As usual... in my spare time, I was looking at Leonce.

Recently, it had become so peaceful that it was not boring to look at it, but it seemed to be a little more interesting today.

It seems that my aftermath (copy) is trying to connect the demon world and the human world with spatial magic.

At that time, in the demon world, my grandfather had gathered allies to defeat the demon king.

It seemed like he was trying to defeat the Demon King and the humans who came to the demon world.

He's too old.I used to be able to use my head more.

That said, I haven't seen anything interesting in a long time.

That's what I was thinking... but I didn't think it would trigger me to recover my lost memories.

Before I knew it, my memories were being tampered with by the Creator.

Precisely... most of the memories before the Incinerator killed us were sealed.

I thought it was strange.I can only remember the memories of that shocking birthplace, and I can't remember any of the villagers I was hanging around with.

This memory was lost and today, Leon's daughter...... flashed back at the moment she saw the flame produced by the incinerator's copy.

About a thousand years ago.

I was born in a really small village in the demon world.

I don't know my parents' faces.

Before he could find out anything, his father was defeated in a duel with the village chief's son, and his mother became a slave to the village chief's son.

They say I lost my parents and was abandoned on the outskirts of the village by the village chief's son.

If a child of two or three years of age is thrown into an unpopular place, even without a baby, it will easily die.

But... I would never have died because of my super healing skills.

However, he leaned against a fence about the height of an adult that separated the village from the outside and lived like he died without eating or drinking for days.

Grandpa Ron, my parent, was the first to notice my abnormal existence.

Grandpa Ron was a sword master who had once climbed to the top of a village inhabited by one of the most famous fighting nations in the demon world.

The village chief seemed to have something to do with it, and despite his ability, he was driven to the edge of the village.

Such a grandfather picked me up.

When I hear this, you think I'm happy to be picked up by a kind-hearted grandfather...?

But that village was weak.

Even when I got old in such a place, a man who was alive could not possibly have such a mild personality.

"What's the matter! Wield your sword more seriously!" You're going to die again! "

”Gaaaa!”

I was held by a sword and killed by my grandfather every day.

Back then, I wasn't used to the pain as I am now, and I tried to get stronger to escape the pain as I almost went mad with severe pain every day.

"True. You have no choice but not to die."

"Shut up...."

"... it looks like you've gotten used to dying a little bit." That's a good trend. "

I'm a demon king, right?

"Oh, I don't want you to be that strong." Come on, get up. "

This exchange was our classic exchange back then.

From the time I was reincarnated as a demon race, I couldn't stop believing that I would become a demon king.

It's good because it's actually happening... but now I think I'm a pain in the ass.

And if you had trained for thirty years, I would be able to beat my grandfather against the boulders that I had never held a sword in my previous life.

"Ugh... I lost."

Hmmm.

"Kukuku... kuhahaha..."

The day I won for the first time. Grandpa began to laugh as if he were crazy.

Did you hit your head?

"Hahaha... I guess so."It took me thirty years, but I was able to surpass my original goal. "

"Thirty years?"Thirty years from now, I've done it to monsters like you. "

For the demons, thirty years is like ten years for the humans.

In other words, I was able to beat that roadmaster at the age of ten.

If you had your qualities, you would have crossed me before you were ten.

Once upon a time, my grandfather had a habit of overestimating me.

I want to do what I couldn't do.I think it is because the desire has come to the fore, but from my point of view, it is troublesome and it can't be helped.

"So, what did you want to do to make me stronger?"

"... I don't know. Recently, I've forgotten so much."I forgot about 30 years ago. "

Well, of course this is a lie.This guy will live for thousands of years, so he can't be blind at that age.

"Well, what do you want me to do now?"

"Huh? This place is full of weak and strong predators."What do you do when you listen to the losers? "

"Until today, I've lost to you thousands of times."Don't worry about that. "

Hmm. Then I will command you with all those victories.

"Stronger. And continue on the path to the Demon King that I could not."

My grandfather had a dream of becoming a demon king.

However, they couldn't protect the Village Chief's seat here, so they gave up in the middle of their dreams.

He wanted to impress me with his dreams when he showed up.

"Is that a good order?"That's what I was doing even if I wasn't ordered to. "

“I don't know. Then we must accomplish it.”

"All right, let's start with this village."

"Don't underestimate this village, right?"Even in my peak years, I only reached the top for a few years.

"Don't worry, you won't lose until you win." Isn't that right? "

"Hmm. You're the only one who can do that."

That's right.

My days of training have come to an end.