Episode 220. The Classics of Incitement (4)
The Demon King, even before he possessed the body of Emperor Carmine, was the emperor of the empire that ruled this continent.
As he was a member of the royal family, his name at the time included the word Divine, and his real name was Machia. Commonly known as Emperor Machia.
Born into the royal family, he enjoyed absolute power from birth.
Since he was born, he had a very quick understanding, so he was able to immediately realize how high the position of the royal family was.
`There is no problem doing it this way.`
`No one gets angry no matter what I do.`
Machia had such thoughts since he was a crown prince before he was even ten years old.
The combination of innate understanding and the childlike way of thinking tends to focus on the lighter aspects rather than the gloomy thoughts like the weight of the place.
Therefore, Machia did not try to find out the danger of the royal family.
His thoughts, which had already understood everything, did not change at all.
No one would have thought that a child would already have an understanding level close to that of an adult.
It was because she acted like Machia herself, fearing that if she got caught in that kind of situation, she would immediately receive a bothersome education.
-Machia, you are a kind-hearted child.
-Maybe you will be the next emperor.
-I love you, Machia.
The acting was truly effective.
The emperor, who did not know his child’s nature, took great care of Machia.
However, for Machia, who only had high understanding, the important aspect called ‘morality’ did not exist.
It would be natural to be praised at a young age, but for Machia, who already understood everything, it was unnecessary praise.
Rather, he should have boldly applied the brakes to prevent it from going out of control, but Machia’s acting was so excellent that those around him could not have anticipated the danger.
`I am indeed the righteous one.`
Macia, who lost his morality due to his distorted understanding, even became distorted in his thoughts.
This was the result of the fact that even though his comprehension was at an adult level, his head was still at a child’s level.
It only took seven years for Machia to become like that.
From then on, a way of thinking that could never be changed took hold.
Because it is impossible to force an adult level of understanding into a child using a child education method.
-Remember, Machia. It is important to have a right mind, but it takes strength to maintain it.
It was something I heard from my father, the emperor, when I was nine years old.
There was an incident where a group of demons attacked the carriage that Machia and his younger brother were riding in.
Fortunately, she is safe thanks to the skilled skills of her escorts, but Micah realizes that something is lacking.
It was strength, just as my father said.
The solution to that problem is simple. Just study hard under the guidance of knights or magic soldiers.
Machia was able to master their magic and swordsmanship with ease thanks to her excellent understanding.
It was commonplace to be praised as an outstanding talent by the knights and wizards who guided him.
‘As expected, I’m good at everything.’
Yes, Machia understood.
He said that the reason he is so outstanding is because he is a chosen one. He also said that the reason he receives cheers and praise from those around him is because of that.
After all, there is no one better than you among your peers.
Machia understood it that way. And once that understanding was established, it never changed.
What you understand is the truth.
Since he was not even 10 years old, his brain was unleashed and he was left without any restraints, so as time passed, his stereotype of Machia became more and more fixed.
When he was about 15, something happened that made him frown.
-You’re so handsome, Mela. It’s like seeing your brother when he was young.
Mela, the younger sister of Carmine and the first princess of the Emperor.
Just like when he was young, she too grew up receiving her father’s love.
There was no impure element in the emperor’s love for his children.
But Machia, who was watching it, just had a rather displeased expression on her face.
Moreover, his magical talent was so great that it rivaled his own, so the Emperor said:
-Maybe you’ll surpass your brother. Hahaha!
If you analyze the nuance, it was just a playful remark, but it didn’t sound like a joke to Machia’s ears.
‘You’re overtaking me? How?’
‘Actually, there was one time when someone had a better magic evaluation than me.’
‘Obviously, I’m the only one chosen.’
‘There is absolutely no one better than me.’
‘But what is that?’
‘it’s annoying.’
‘Unpleasant.’
The more she thought about it, the more Maki’s expression distorted with anger.
From then on, whenever I saw Mela, I would often feel nauseous.
I’ve been acting normal like I always have, but now I’ve reached my limit.
What will he become when Mela overtakes him in the near future?
Could it be that the beliefs we have held until now are being thoroughly refuted?
That overwhelming fear caused Machia to cross a line she should never have crossed.
-Brother, where are we going?
-… .
As we rode in the carriage and went somewhere, Machia didn’t answer anything.
The escort force guarding the road, which was proven to be very safe, was just ordinary.
Machia was just quiet, as if waiting for something.
-It’s a demon!
-This can’t be happening! This is a region without demons!
-Wrong! It’s impossible for us!
The carriage was attacked by demons who appeared at an odd time.
With the power of knights who were only average, they were helpless.
Maki raised the corners of her mouth as she watched the demons running wild outside the window. After all, she was the one who called them.
-We have to protect you two somehow!
-Eww!
The soldiers fought desperately to protect themselves and Mela.
But Machia felt no guilt at all at the sight of that cruel sight.
He ‘understood’ that they were dying because of the demons he had called, but there was no morality in his crazy, rampant way of thinking.
It’s because of me. But I can’t help it because of my plans.
That was all the knights could think about.
-Oh, brother?
All the knights were killed.
After waiting for that moment, Machia opened the carriage and threw Mela to the demons.
Then the demons killed Mela without any mercy.
Even though her sister was brutally murdered, Makia was able to relieve her mental anxiety through it.
‘There is no one better than me now!’
The incident caused a great increase in awareness of the demons.
The death of the kind and promising First Princess Mela. The terrible news angered the Emperor and intensified the hatred of all the people.
The butterfly effect even led to prejudice against races other than humans.
This great chaos on a national scale was simply the result of a young boy’s twisted thinking.
-Never forgive the demons!
Makia looked at her father’s expression as he shouted fiercely and understood again.
The more demons you subdue, the easier it is to be appointed emperor.
By the time he turned 19, he had defeated numerous demons with the skills he had accumulated since childhood.
The more I thought about it, the sweeter my father’s praise sounded to me, just like when I was little.
`Thank you so much, Mella.`
While I was grateful to Mela for being the fertilizer for this situation… I laughed inside.
Now, the only younger brother left was the Second Crown Prince Rodan, but he was trustworthy.
Rodan withdrew from the struggle for power because he was less talented than him, and he was a man who believed in him and followed him well.
`I have no more rivals.`
The world was in the midst of a great conflict due to the Emperor’s wrath.
An era has arrived where people are beaten indiscriminately even though they have no particular sins, simply because they are suspected of having demon blood flowing through their veins.
The situation was so dire that it was a common sight on the road.
However, Machia was glad that it had turned out that way and continued to subdue the demons.
Of course, there were people who defended the wronged race, but they were all treated as rebels.
-You don’t have to listen to them, Abamama. It’s just a demonic cult that’s carried out under the pretext of protecting other races.
The Emperor’s will was strengthened by Machia’s whispers.
The emperor, who had been fooled by his own son, continued to vent his anger at losing his daughter on the world.
The world was thrown into chaos because of what he had planned.
He created an era of constant conflict.
Even the world that thought that Mela’s death was simply due to an attack by the Demons seemed so stupid.
`See. I really am special.`
Macia ultimately succeeded in deceiving the entire nation.
Even though it was all caused by Machia’s malice, the people called Machia a hero who defeated the demons.
The world became increasingly cursed, bewitched by his false light.
And so the rule by the swindlers continued.
-I guess I need to recruit some comrades to fight with.
At that time, the emperor, whose life was coming to an end, held one last grand ceremony.
The event, called the “Tactical Demonstration,” was literally a contest to see who was stronger.
The purpose was to recruit comrades to subdue the demons together with Machia.
Of course, Machia himself participated to demonstrate his skills.
Even at that time, the stereotype of Machia remained the same.
`Surely there’s someone stronger than me in here…`
dump-
As soon as the game started… Machia collapsed on the floor of the stadium.
Machia, who had grown into an excellent swordsman in the empire, fainted in less than 10 seconds.
He could hear just before he lost consciousness.
-S, the winner! Dantia! Dantia Alighieri!
That was the name of the woman who had brought such great humiliation upon him.
* * * * *
[You’ve finally revealed your ugliness.]
The Demon King’s head started to tingle at the sound of Enviel’s voice.
He was called Emperor Machia in his previous life, but he was ultimately chosen as the Demon King and became a corrupted being.
However, until his death, he continued to act as emperor while thoroughly hiding his identity.
Hiding it is simple. Just like Mary Ludciel has been doing all this time.
And he met his end by driving out the most annoying great sage, Dantia, as an evil being.
`Using the Demon King’s power, he finally broke the taboo and was possessed with a new body like this.`
With that transformed body, he becomes the ruler of the new world.
A world where there is no trace of Dantia.
But this perfect plan all fell apart.
[I noticed that you guys were possessed by Emperor Carmine.]
Enviel’s voice flows out from the crystal ball that Meloin is holding.
[If the ‘Ma-an’ didn’t exist for me, no one would have known your true identity.]
“Ma-an…?”
[Isn’t that right? Machia from Divine, the emperor from 300 years ago!]
The Demon King trembled greatly at the revelation of his true identity.
While I was so surprised, Saint Nebia had already disappeared a long time ago.
Maan, I knew very well what it was. The transcendent eye that Elder Enviel was born with.
If it could reveal its true identity, it would be a target for immediate elimination, just like the Dawn Tribe.
However, Enviel’s status was too great. It was burdensome to drive him into rebel mode.
Since he alone possessed power equivalent to that of a nation, assassination or even all-out war was impossible.
Even those who believed in them and followed them to a religious level were so numerous that they could not be eradicated.
but…
-You have finally settled in your body, Emperor Machia.
When Enviel first met him, he was delighted to learn of his true identity.
And the Demon King realized.
Enviel, he was a descendant of a noble family that blindly followed Emperor Machia.
The Demon King felt reassured by the fact that he was a staunch ally and not an enemy.
however…
[From now on, I will thoroughly expose your true face!]
It was absurd that such an Envyel revealed his true identity.
I shed unintentional tears as I was completely betrayed by the person I had trusted.
“Why… Why!! Why on earth are you doing this!! Envyeeeeeeel!!”
The emperor screamed as if his throat was torn.
I wanted to rip out the throat of the Enviel who was sending this communication from the village right now.
A panorama of the nobles who had brainwashed him when he took office as Emperor Machia flashed through his mind.
The will to pass on that spirit to future generations is still memorable.
The grace bestowed upon them met with this end.
“Why the heck!!”
Push!-
The Demon King’s roar was cut off by a piercing sound.
Meloin, who was holding the crystal ball, stabbed him in the heart with a self-defense knife hidden inside her clothes.
I was so out of my mind that I couldn’t perceive the movements around me.
“Mission…accomplished.”
Meloin had no will in her eyes, like a puppet, and her movements were very stiff.
But after that action, Meloin’s condition returned to normal.
“Huh…? What have I been doing until now?”
I had no memory of what happened after Saint Nevia whispered something in my ear that day.
Meloin looked around in confusion, trying to figure out what had happened to her.
Then I was able to see it.
“Oh, Abamama… is that right?”
Emperor Carmine, who had turned into a demon, appeared before my eyes.
The Emperor was looking down at himself with a face like a true devil, and a sword was stuck in his chest.
“That’s definitely…!”
It was definitely the dagger he was carrying.
So, when Meloin realized what he had done, he immediately tried to apologize.
grasp!-
But it was already too late.
Her head was blown off by the Demon King’s swinging arm.
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