Episode 270. The End of Evil (1)
The only light was shining in a dark corner of the basement.
It was the only light in the darkness, but it was never a positive light.
The glowing light illuminated the man lying below.
However, it blinked vaguely as if treating him harshly, and there were iron bars in front, isolating the man.
There are handcuffs with magical seals on the neck and limbs.
Plus, it has a strange appearance that looks like a mixture of human and demon.
It was all the man’s fault that he ended up in this situation.
“Cough!”
Machia, who was sleeping in prison.
He suddenly got goosebumps and jumped up as if he had been pinned by scissors.
“Oh, just now….”
I had an incredibly long dream.
It was a dream that was so realistic it was unbelievable, and so shocking it was absurd.
No, is that really a dream?
He was supposed to be held captive here, but he was suddenly transported somewhere and met several people there.
The cadets of Alighieri, and… .
“Mirona… no, Maya…!”
No matter where I met her, she was always the same.
From the beginning, he betrayed himself and stuck by Dantia’s side, and now he is even attacking his father.
Moreover, the humiliation I suffered in my dream was the worst.
Just as he was about to kill the woman, the directors of Alighieri suddenly appeared one after another and interfered.
He opened a strange box and found himself incapacitated, having obtained a good body.
“It’s impossible to even sleep comfortably because of those guys.”
But was that really a dream?
It was the first time in my life that I had a dream that felt so realistic.
It was a mysterious phenomenon that had never been experienced even 300 years ago.
At that time, things were going smoothly without having to worry about nightmares like this.
I thought things would be a little easier after all the hard work of driving Dantia into being a witch, but when I came back to life 300 years later, I found out that Alighieri was still in control.
Then and now…, Alighieri torments himself.
The absolute evil that torments the poor self.
[Are you blaming the teacher again? My father was always like that in my previous life. Like a little child who throws a tantrum while holding onto his trouser leg.]
[Since ancient times, parents… . Family… . Once you lose them, they never come back. Have you never loved your family?]
[Those who have never given to others do not know what happiness is.]
[Those who don’t know happiness only seek after it… and end up alone.]
The sermon I heard in my dream suddenly echoes in my head.
Machia, holding her head in agony at the words of those women.
Finally, he forced himself to come to a conclusion.
‘Yeah… That must be a dream.’
It has to be a dream.
Because it was absolutely unacceptable for him to be subjected to such humiliation.
And when I look back on that dream, the most shocking thing remains.
His descendants, left behind by his younger brother Rodan.
At first, it seemed like he would take his side… but then suddenly he shot the spirit’s destructive beam and hit the back of his head.
‘Because it was a family I loved… .’
Rodan was the only family that Machia ever loved.
Unlike his sister Mela, who despised him, the boy was the only blood relative who respected him.
So, Machiado also took great care of Rodan.
Because he acknowledged my clear understanding.
It was unacceptable for the descendant of the younger brother he loved so much to betray him.
“Yeah… It must be a dream. My one and only brother….”
But if that was a dream, it was questionable whether there really were descendants of Rodan.
Because dreams are dreams, there is a very high chance that they are fake.
But the problem was that it was too vivid a dream.
It must be a dream.
Since Machia was always prone to feeling desperate, she couldn’t come to any other conclusion.
Then and now… , he just lied.
Drumroll drumroll-
Then someone approaches the iron bars and speaks to Machia.
“Come out.”
He speaks bluntly and opens the iron bars.
I had a strong desire to escape through the open door right now, but my body wouldn’t listen to me.
Because of these fucking handcuffs.
“Where are you taking me?”
Machia at least moved her mouth.
Even though I only asked a simple question, the man who appeared to be a guard didn’t even answer.
“say!!”
“….”
It was so ominous that I couldn’t just sit still.
When there was still no answer, Machia, unable to control her fiery temper, raised her arms.
but….
“Kuaaaah!!”
When you try to forcefully use your magic power, excruciating pain runs through your body.
Due to the special handcuffs, Machia was unable to use even the slightest strength.
“Follow me quietly.”
“Ugh….”
Machia had to follow the man like a dog being dragged around.
It was natural to receive such a cold attitude.
Because the fact that he is the Demon King has already spread widely throughout the world.
There was no place on this continent where Machia would be welcomed.
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The ground that Maquia stepped on after leaving prison was the capital of the empire, Cross Divine.
The imperial capital of the empire where he once reigned as Emperor Carmine.
The people who had accepted him as a saint were now looking at him with different eyes.
-fraud.
-trash.
-devil.
-Adversary.
-Agitator.
All sorts of negative emotions are transmitted to Makia as she is carried on the iron bars attached to the carriage.
Maki had to feel her lungs being crushed as she was trapped behind bars by the malice they were shooting at her.
No one feels sorry for him.
The only one who felt sorry for him was Machia herself.
-You reap what you sow.
-What goes around comes around.
I still couldn’t understand that the target was me.
Makia is being dragged somewhere on a carriage. I asked her several times, but she wouldn’t tell me where that place was.
The only sounds he could hear were verbal abuse and trash flying around bouncing against the bars.
And even after passing through the gates of the zodiac, the evil talk did not end.
The carriage stopped at several small towns along its route, and the people there gave it the same look.
In addition, more and more carriages were added, pulling the same iron bars.
A familiar man was trapped inside those joined iron bars.
“…!”
“…?”
Harkel Wilde. For some unknown reason, he too was being transported somewhere just like me.
Did he also get caught defrauding the people?
Their destination seemed to be the same.
Thanks to that, I was able to have a conversation so that I wouldn’t feel lonely on the way.
“Harkel Wild… How did it come to this?”
Machia had good feelings for Harkel.
Because it was he who freed me from the black coffin I was sealed in 30 years ago.
The opening of the coffin caused a war among the demon tribe, but it was of no concern to them.
“Hahaha… Are you asking because you don’t know?”
Harkel suddenly smiles with a dejected expression.
Now that I think about it, Harkel’s face also appeared in my dream.
The worst dream where you fight with yourself in the body of an evil spirit, but end up falling.
I felt like it was strangely connected to that dream.
In the absence of Machia, he was supposed to be aiming for the throne, but he suddenly became a prisoner.
“We are going to die now.”
What happened while I was sleeping?
He suddenly starts saying something out of the blue.
“Everyone got caught. The entire nation found out that the coffin was opened 30 years ago….”
Because of that, I was stripped of all my qualifications as a noble and now I am like a monkey inside a cage.
This was the price he paid for acting like a hero while causing a war among the demon tribe.
Harkel then said a word.
“It’s all your fault.”
“what?”
“If you hadn’t been caught being the Demon King so stupidly, I wouldn’t have ended up in this mess!!”
Harkel screamed, showing off his severed arm.
But Machia was dumbfounded.
Do you think he got caught because he liked being the Demon King? And Maki couldn’t figure out what he did to deserve this.
“What kind of living person are you? Why are you blaming me for your own mistakes?”
“Ha! I finally obtained the body of an evil spirit, and yet I can’t handle those guys!”
“What is it?”
Did you just say the body of an evil spirit?
“Don’t you remember? We fought together while possessing the corpse of that evil spirit. In Papiyas!”
“….”
Then what is it?
Are you saying that it wasn’t all a dream?
Are you saying it was all real?
“You have such great power, yet you show such an ugly side. And you are still called the Demon King?”
“Shut up! Is that something you say to someone who worked so hard to cooperate?”
“What kind of cooperation is this when it’s not even helpful! If only I weren’t such an incompetent guy…, I!!”
It was the result of similar beings meeting each other.
Since they only blindly hated one thing, they didn’t know how to look at each other.
While they cannot empathize with the grace or happiness that others have, they empathize very fully with what they have.
“I can’t end up in a place like this! I have to drive out those Chainsilver guys!”
I can and you can’t.
It’s never my fault.
If people with these kinds of thoughts meet, will they really understand each other?
“What’s so great about a guy like you who blames others! You’re like a conman.”
“This kid!!”
There is no way we can understand each other.
Because they cannot empathize with the feelings of others other than themselves.
Even though we are of the same species, we don’t understand each other.
Because the two of them were locked in their own world, they could not tell the difference between friend and foe and would often attack each other.
“I did nothing wrong! What did I do!”
“That’s what I should be saying! Why is this my responsibility!”
If you don’t meet my standards, I’ll kill you.
That’s why Makia’s sister Mela also died.
The tears that other people shed are fake, only the tears that you shed are real.
The fight between the two with such thoughts was as vicious as looking at dirt full of dung beetles.
Because we don’t know the knot that will connect the threads of our hearts.
After such a fierce fight, the carriage arrived at its destination.
That’s right there… .
“Here…?”
“Aligieri?”
The carriage enters the streets of Alighieri Town.
They were still receiving cold stares as they passed by.
The two did not understand why they had become the targets of such malice.
“Why are you in such a disgusting place….”
Machia couldn’t be happier about this place.
And then the two carriages pulling the iron bars suddenly entered an underground passage.
The passageway was connected to the main building of the Alighieri Academy.
After running through the darkness for a while, I finally saw a ceiling illuminated by lights.
Beneath it was a large hollow, and in it… .
“Welcome, both of you.”
Everyone was standing.
Most of the Alighieri staff, including the principal and faculty.
And the White Horse Tower Lord Tailly Ludciel, and the next emperor, Gerard Chainsilver.
Cadets Jenny Chainsilver, Ruska Mad-Eye, and Mary Rudsiel.
Two saints, Angela Whitegreen and Nevia Cromag.
Mirona Kirien Divine, who has abandoned her position as princess, and Lyman Begilius standing next to her.
and….
“Okay, okay, don’t be nervous. Come this way.”
A seemingly ordinary boy leads them this way.
In particular, the boy seemed strangely familiar to Machia.
Because he was exactly like the boy who introduced himself as a descendant of Rodan in his dream and then got hit in the back of the head.
“Do you know who I am?”
“you….”
It wasn’t the same, it was me.
And I realized with certainty that it was not a dream, but reality.
Machia asked with a bewildered expression.
“why….”
“huh?”
“Why… are you doing this to me? Rodan and I… were inseparable brothers….”
Radon Crowler, a descendant of Rodan. And his blood relatives were by his side.
Lotus Crawler.
Skilla Crowler.
Amy Crowler.
They too were looking at Machia coldly.
“You were brothers?”
Radon says with a smirk.
“You acknowledged your younger brother as your brother only because he met your standards. What do you think you would have done if he hadn’t?”
Machia is reminded of Rodan, who held her up as the emperor’s vessel.
He spoke without changing his expression.
“He must have killed me.”
It was a given.
Just like when I killed my sister Mela.
In the end, they were just brothers because they met his standards.
If that were not the case, the Crowler family would not have existed.
“Then let me ask you one thing. Why did you pass the curse that should have been placed on you onto your precious little brother?”
“Well… you can do anything for me.”
“Then, can you do anything for your younger sibling?”
“what…?”
You think you should do anything for your little brother?
Isn’t it something you receive from your younger brother?
Makia, who couldn’t empathize with those words, tilted her head.
and….
“Would it be possible to accept the curse in place of my precious younger brother?”
“What are you talking about….”
‘Of course you have to sacrifice for me.’
As I added those words, the expressions on everyone else’s faces darkened.
It was a gaze that looked at an animal, not a person.
“I am your brother’s descendant. Please take the curse on our behalf.”
What curse?
Is it possible to lift a curse?
how?
It was at that time that I was suffering from dizziness due to complicated thoughts.
It was like a huge door was opening inside the community.
A brightly shining space was visible within it.
Only the board members knew that the space itself was an ‘archive’.
“This time it’s your turn to take the curse.”
Radon entered the space, dragging the iron bars that held them captive.
Then the Crowler family, Mirona, and Lyman followed in.
They were all under a curse, and they were ready to break it all.
“We’re taking it instead!”
“Don’t make me laugh!”
At that moment, something came through the gap in the bars that Machia was locked in.
It was a flower that resembled a carnation.
Mirona handed it to me with a deep gaze.
I couldn’t tell what the intention was.
“Maya… you!”
“….”
Even though he was my only blood relative, there was no answer.
I wanted to escape right away, but as expected, I couldn’t use my strength.
The huge door containing the archives simply closed indifferently.
The two who defrauded the entire empire will not even be allowed to die.
Surviving as an Academy Fraudster
