While jokingly saying this, they moved their hands to the Black Knight's palm.

"Haha... Did you win?"

The sky gradually cleared, and sunlight formed an angel's staircase through the gaps in the clouds. Natsu stared blankly at the sky, mumbling as if he hadn't yet grasped reality.

Mei'er slumped down on the ground, which was unusual for her, and said with a wry smile:

"He ran away... No, it feels like he let us go, right?"

"Is that the 'bastard' that Meredith mentioned? What's his purpose?"

"Who knows, it might not be a good thing. But since we're not dead, we can consider it a victory! Right!"

Meredith laughed cheerfully and raised her hands as if to cheer. Oscar and the others looked at each other, then after a beat, they smiled heartily and clapped their hands with Meredith.

Bandu exhaled and turned his gaze towards the Demon King's Castle.

"Brother..."

"It fell between the thrones."

Oscar squeezed out the last bit of his strength and drove the Black Knight. The Black Knight King moved while causing a rumbling sound and reached out to the throne.

After Oscar took the Black Knight King back to the treasury, the five of them jumped down and found Rasl leaning against the rubble, with his legs stretched out and his whole body powerless.

"Hey, Ben...long time no see."

"Brother...is it my brother?"

"That's what I hope for, but what's the truth? Am I sane in your eyes? Am I the brother you knew?"

Ra'l smiled faintly with a tired look, and Bandu staggered over and knelt down in front of him.

"...Yeah, in my eyes, he looks like my brother. He looks... like my old brother."

"I see...Ben."

Ra'l gazed lovingly at Bandu, whose eyes were filled with tears, and opened his mouth to say what he must have wanted to say all along.

"sorry."

"Ugh, it's okay. I'm not that weak! I'm different from before... so!"

"Yes. Compared to me, whose self was taken away, you are much stronger. No, you have always been stronger than me."

Rasl reached out and ruffled Bandu's hair, gently stroking his braid, then casually pulled up his own hair and braided it into a crooked braid again.

Bandu smiled wryly. Even though he was thinking, "There's no need to tie him up now," he didn't say it out loud.

Ra'l's gaze turned to Meredi.

"Princess, it seems I have caused you quite a bit of trouble."

"Well, this is really a huge hassle!"

Oscar and Natsu acted as if they were enduring a headache, and Mei smiled brightly.

"Then I should pay you a condolence fee and a thank you gift."

Facing Rasl who said this with a wry smile, Meredy shook her head and replied:

"If you're willing to agree with me not to hurt Ben and the others, then that's all that's needed."

"...I don't think 'that guy' will just leave it alone. He's using the Demon King's Circlet as a medium to do whatever he wants with this country. I can't deny the possibility that I'll never be myself again."

Ra'sl said awkwardly. The headband was indeed destroyed, but they didn't think that alone would be enough to disable those extraordinary beings.

"Who knows? I think you can resist now."

How long could his self remain sealed? Yet, even in that critical situation, Rasl still resisted. He resisted the extraordinary existence and weakened the light of the sky.

"And even if it happens again, I will definitely rescue you next time."

"……Yeah?"

"If you're still worried, then let's think of something—Aoh, let's think of something!"

As usual, she threw all the responsibility onto Oscar, leaving him with a frustrated look on his face. Nez patted his shoulder sympathetically, a gesture he would never forget.

Oscar sighed as he took out materials from the treasure house and made an item exactly like the Demon King's headband, and asked Mel and Miley for help.

Finally, he asked Ra'sar for help, and the headband that incorporated regeneration magic and all anti-brainwashing magic was completed.

"Fufu, this is a headband containing the magic of the Demon King and the Liberator Leader, haha, the world's greatest healer. Ahem... I've set it up so that if you show strong resistance, the signal will be transferred to my silver plate... As a divine weapon user, you should be able to control evil to an extraordinary level of proficiency."

"I-I see. Thank you... Are you okay?"

"I don't want to do anything anymore."

Oscar collapsed to the ground, half rolling his eyes. Meredith and the others were almost down as well, but the continuous use of the Generate Magic seemed to be too much for Oscar.

"Haha, what an incredible man."

"Because he's Ao!"

Miredy looked back at Oscar who rolled his eyes and showed a smug look, while Lasser raised a mischievous smile as if he remembered something.

"Hmm. Indeed, you're truly worthy of being the man who told the Demon King, 'I won't let her be with a man like you,' right?"

"what?"

Mireddy was stunned for a moment, and then her ears turned red.

"Oh, you're like this... I see, you're aware of it."

"I, I don't know what you're talking about!"

Lasser chuckled at Meredi, who for some reason was babbling like a cat and trying to intimidate him.

"Brother... your habit of teasing people is still the same as always."

Bandu, who had been teased frequently before, looked dumbfounded.

At that moment, hurried footsteps could be heard. It seemed the soldiers who had chased the Demon King outside were returning. Elgar and the others lying between the thrones began to groan, as if they were about to wake up from their coma.

Bandu looked at the men in black. Natsu, sensing his intent, rushed to their side. Though shaky from the exhaustion of his magic power, he managed to carry them back on his shoulders.

"Ben, take this."

Laser took out a transparent mineral in the shape of an octagonal column from his arms. This was the artifact that bound the consciousness of the Chimera troops.

Ra'l looked at Bandu who had taken over the divine weapon with a resolute and unclouded gaze.

"Go, Ben. This country isn't yet... ready to accept your presence and your liberator's ideas. Follow the Princess of Raison."

"elder brother……"

Bandhu closed his eyes for a moment.

At this moment, a violent wind blew over, and a flying dragon descended from the hole in the ceiling.

"Master Ben!"

Margaret and the others arrived to greet Bandu. Marshall could be seen atop one of the dragons, shouting, "We saved the gray one, too! Let's retreat!"

Bandu opened his eyes as if in response to the voice, his eyes filled with a domineering aura that would surprise even Rasl.

This kind of arrogance belongs to a noble and virtuous person. Yes, just like his mother—Sasilika.

"Brother, I'm leaving. I leave the country and the motherland in your care."

Bandu calls this country his "homeland," meaning that as long as Rasl is king, this is his homeland.

Feeling desperately like crying, Rasl gritted his teeth and nodded vigorously. Then, facing the leader of the group who had brought his beloved brother here, he looked at her with a look of utmost gratitude and trust.

"Princess, please take care of my brother."

"Hmm...what about you?"

"I intend to do my best to uphold my beliefs once again. That will surely be the best way to express my gratitude to you, the 'Liberators'."

This meant that he was declaring a change in the values ​​of the demons. The future that Rasil had previously set his sights on must be the same as the one the "Liberator" had set his sights on.

As if moved by the words of the Demon King, Meredith placed her hands on her chest and closed her eyes for a beat.

Then she smiled a smile that could even be described as innocent, overflowing with joy.

Then──

"Let's go, everyone!"

She gave the order and sat on the dragon.

The flying dragon floated gently, passing through the ceiling and flying into the other side of the sky.

Lasser stared at the scene with a smile on his face, as if he wanted to burn it into his heart.

Then his men began to wake up. As the soldiers swarmed over them, Rasl stared at the sky above—the world above—and declared:

"One day, when you stand at the forefront of history... a future where demons stand on your side—"

I will create it and show you.

That was the Demon King's declaration of war against the gods, declaring himself a fellow liberator.

Episode 3 Finale

About a month had passed since the battle at the Demon King's Castle.

Miledi and others, members of the former Laisen branch, and the Xuni tribe appeared in the forest at the southernmost tip of the southern continent, adjacent to the [Black Snowfield].

In order to observe Rasl's situation, they decided they had to stay in the southern continent for a while longer. The significant increase in numbers was naturally one of the reasons. After all, the number of experimental subjects and the Chimera troops alone exceeded a hundred.

This also includes Dilan and others. They still need to recuperate, even if it's just for a little bit, and they need to be moved to a place with a better environment. Even if the physical injuries are healed, the emotional injuries are not so easy to heal.

The nearest secret village has been urgently renovated and is now ready to accept experimental subjects. In the near future, they plan to move the subjects to a more well-equipped location for protection.

As an aside, Furry Mei is really about to enter hibernation (or should I say eternal sleep)... This is also included in the reasons for moving to the secret village.

In addition, this forest is rumored among demons as the "Forest of No Return" or "Forest where those who return will become abnormal." It is considered a semi-haunted place in the local area and no one will approach it.

And the reason is──

"Oh my, Mei! You're wearing just a swimsuit-like piece of fabric again! What did you do to my clothes?!"

“Please, please spare me~”

The person who caused Mei'er to show panic, which was very rare, was a burly female man with the nicknames "The Lord of the Forest Who Can't Return" or "The Prisoner Who Can Capture and Release Anyone, But Has No True Form".

This man's name was Gigubert. He crafted all the clothes Meredith was wearing, and he was also responsible for the Liberator's clothing and equipment. Despite being a race skilled in magic, he couldn't use it. The persecution he endured led him to train his body, and now he's a pitiful macho woman capable of defeating an entire army of demons with just her muscles.

Incidentally, Snowbell calls him (?) Master for some reason.

"Great, Bell-sister! Push Mei-sister a little more—ahem, dress her up!"

"Xiao Mi, remember this for me later."

Mel kept running away from the exaggerated comic-style expressions and flexing muscles to avoid being dressed in a light and soft dress. Near her and the mocking Meredith, Oscar and others were conducting close combat training, but it was temporarily interrupted because Oscar and Bandu were glaring at each other.

"So, you used the function of those glasses to check inside the castle, didn't you?"

"Yeah, that's pretty cool, right? You can even see yourself from a bird's-eye view."

With Michaela's help, the black glasses added a new function "Soul Eye".

Thanks to this, Oscar was able to perform fighting moves in the melee as if he had eyes on his back; and it was also thanks to this that he was able to move his vision to the city and find Bandu.

Mr. Oscar can peek anywhere and anytime!

"I see—you're really disgusting."

Hearing Bandu's frank thoughts, a vein popped up on Oscar's forehead.

"I just feel disgusted without your scarf which you always carry even though it's not cold."

"Could you please stop teasing me about scarves, you perverted glasses guy with no understanding of art!"

"Could you please stop making fun of my glasses, you fake artist!"

“Ah?”

"Uh-huh?"

"Hey~ Can you two stop arguing all the time?"

Natsu sighed deeply. He seemed a little tired of having to mediate every quarrel between the two of them recently.

Sixia, who came to observe the training, tilted her head slightly in confusion.

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