──The Demon King is an existence that we humans must fight against.
To the demons, the Demon King is His Holiness the Pope, a living god.
He is simply the most powerful demon and the object of their reverence.
I've never heard of a demon worshipping anyone other than the Demon King.
Therefore, it can be said that for demons, the Demon King is their God.
but if……
——Those who believe in the Demon King will cause war.
If the so-called "faith" doesn't just refer to the Demon King's beliefs and values...
Do they simply regard the Demon King as someone they worship?
"!"
It's like an ice knife on your neck.
It was as if that soulless god puppet was standing behind me...
——That is what the gods expect.
"So that's what you mean!"
His fist slammed down on the table, knocking over the glass of wine.
I will give you a chance to redeem yourself, you have to work hard?
Ross was filled with intense anger at his own stupidity.
That was their advice to him.
They were telling him: no matter what facts he had to face next, Ross Byrne was the vanguard of the church.
(No, rather... now that they've been seen through, they're all anticipating my next move...)
The sinking of Antica and the resurrection of the mythical beast. All of this is true.
A patch of red spread across the pure white tablecloth.
Somehow it looked so ominous.
"Father, I'm sorry... I..."
When he came to his senses, he saw Sharon trembling and desperately apologizing to him.
Even Lycoris and the others forgot to scold Sharon and looked at Ross, who had suddenly become excited, in astonishment.
"I'm sorry, Sharon. I'm not mad at you."
“Is that so?”
After calming down, he stroked Sharon's head, and finally helped him relax his tense shoulders.
After a moment of silence, Ross spoke again.
Ross ignored Lykolis and the others and said something he had never said before.
"Sharon, I think so too."
"what?"
"I think so too... it would be nice to have a gentle demon king."
"Ah... yeah, that's right. It would be great if there was one!"
"That's right!"
He could still see the two furious women from the corner of his eye, but Ross still stroked Sharon's head with a happy expression and a smile.
Unease and restlessness spread in his heart.
However, when looking at Sharon, one can feel the fire of his heart, which is small but indeed burning.
Like floating in water—
Her consciousness was hazy and unclear, but she could clearly perceive the light ahead. Amidst this strange and uncomfortable feeling, not knowing whether it was hot or cold, an urge to move towards the light surged in her heart.
She struggled towards the light source as if swimming, and finally, the gradually growing light filled her entire field of vision...
"……Um."
Meredith awoke. Her blurry vision revealed the cool aquamarine of the ceiling. A faint orange hue permeated her vision. Following the light, she caught sight of a lantern nestled in a recessed wall, emitting a gentle glow.
"You're awake. I'm glad you're awake..."
A quiet voice echoed, yet it seemed to contain a myriad of thoughts.
Because making any sound was too troublesome, Meredith only looked at the person on the other side of the lantern.
The pupils beneath the glasses showed a strong sense of fatigue, but also a hint of relief.
Her mind was blank, her consciousness hazy, making it impossible for her to properly assess the current situation.
But there is a vague feeling.
─A sense of security.
As if she didn't want to lose him, Meredith stared at him straight in the eyes. She just stared at him.
"? Meredith?"
When he called her name, a sense of security came over him again.
She felt the other person reach out and touch her forehead. His hand was a little cold.
Feeling very, very comfortable, Meredith's expression softened and she narrowed her eyes.
"You still have a fever!"
Her hand left her forehead and she couldn't help but let out a cry of "Ah".
I even heard an unreasonable voice in my mind: "Asshole, who told you to let go..."
"Can you drink it?"
A thin metal rod was handed to him with a gentle voice. It was a hollow tube with an arc shape, and the front was connected to a cup.
The moment she realized there was food inside, she felt thirsty. She only moved her lips, and the other person put the metal tube to her mouth.
She held the tube in her mouth and took several small sips.
The water flowing into my body slightly awakened my consciousness. The drink had a slightly sweet and sour taste and was very delicious.
What makes the body energetic is not just the juice, but the large amount of recovery medicine and nutrients mixed in it.
Releasing the straw, she looked at the young man beside the bed.
“…Aoh?”
She called out as if in confirmation.
"It's Ao! Meredith."
And the joking voice responded like this.
She pouted shyly for some reason, and at the same time, her consciousness finally caught up with reality.
"Why... here... should be... ah, right, after that—"
She hurriedly tried to get up to check the current situation, but immediately felt dizzy.
"Calm down. This is a hidden village of the Schunes. It's safe."
Oscar supported Mireddy's body as he spoke, letting her lie down slowly.
Even so, the last scene that remained in her memory still made Miredy feel uneasy, and she wanted to get up again.
"I know you have a lot of things to worry about, but for now, just rest. You can't do anything with your frail body."
Oscar said this in a slightly blaming tone, and then he pushed her back onto the bed and gently wiped the sweat off her forehead and neck with a wet towel. Meredith groaned again.
But there was no way out. Ao had already scolded him, so he could only go back to being a prisoner of the bed, and go back now.
"What's wrong with me? How long will it take to get better?"
Since you said you want to rest, there is nothing I can do. I will listen to you now! But you must at least tell me, otherwise I will be too worried to sleep! Oscar heard the implication, sighed and said:
"You've contracted an endemic disease."
"Endemic disease?"
The artifacts Ra'l wields seem to leave their targets noticeably weakened.
Judging from the fact that Oscar and the others were not affected, the target person should be only one person.
Since the Lesin Grand Canyon is a weak point for the demons, they prepared this as one of their trump cards, right?
Mireidi had already said that she was not feeling well. It seemed that this was also caused by an endemic disease that was only found in the southern continent, especially in the southern part of the continent.
Once infected, it will immediately weaken the person and its power should not be underestimated.
"This endemic disease. It seems like you'll develop immunity to it once you catch it!"
In other words, if you use magic to forcibly cure it, you won't be able to become immune and will continue to be sick.
According to Miredi's current condition, the medicine given by the Xuni tribe has taken effect and she is showing signs of improvement. So now all she needs to do is lie down in bed and build up her resistance.
“Is that so… Oh, why did you have to do this at this time… I’m so useless!”
As if she was suffocating in the bed, Mireidi pulled the quilt up to cover her mouth and nose, muttering complaints.
"Don't think it's our fault!"
"what?"
As Meredith faced Oscar with a wry smile, a "?" symbol appeared above her head.
"From a certain perspective, this should be considered a positive form of relaxation!"
Oscar put the towel into the bucket to soak up the water and wrung it out, then continued:
"At only ten years old, you made a fateful decision, running recklessly. You said you were the strongest, so you had to protect everyone..."
He must have been trying to be strong all the time.
He must have tried his best.
I worked so hard that I didn't even have time to get sick.
"But, we are here now."
"..."
The person who could protect Meredith, this overly strong girl, was right beside her.
"So, take care of yourself! Relax, rest."
At least it gives you the right to be sick.
Oscar placed the carefully wrung towel on Meredith's forehead.
The cool and comfortable touch made Miledy drowsy.
Ahh, so that's what happened...
Oscar's words fell deep into his heart.
"Damn it, stinky Ao, remember this!"
"Did I just say 'we'?"
With an expression that said "I don't care", Meredith closed her eyes.
After a brief silence.
"...Aoh, are you here?"
"Yes. I'm right here with you."
"……Um."
There was a rustling sound, and there was a movement in the quilt. Her fingertips lightly reached out from the quilt.
It was rare to see her acting so spoiled besides Mei'er. Oscar held her hand and felt her relax because of the relief.
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