Why I Quit Being the Demon King

Chapter 83

Why I Quit Being the Demon King Chapter 83

19. Fighting with a walking corpse (4)

“I command you to die.”

It was an absolute magic that could lead to the death of the opponent.

Beings with weak magical power lose their lives the moment they listen to his commands.

After killing his opponent lightly, Sadimus tried to turn to the hero.

Although he is called an Arch Lich, the fact that he is a cursed body remains the same.

If you can get the blood of a hero…

use that blood….

“What are you doing?”

Sadimus was startled by a voice coming from behind him.

“Why are you patting other people’s heads? “I found out that this new guy was a thousand-year-old pervert.”

“how!”

Sadimus saved his mind from almost leaving for a distant world and created a magic seal.

A huge window that can divide the world.

Emerkia was summoned.

Pure ice crystals shot up from the ground and pierced the enemy’s body.

No, it had to be pierced.

Emerkia was the strongest magic that Sadimus possessed. Even the Seven Dukes of the Demon World had to take care of themselves against this spear.

But the man struck away the tip of the spear with his palm.

He pushed away the window with a light hand gesture that almost made a clicking sound and came closer to him.

“Then let’s start with one hit.” Something hit the clown.

Who would believe that that was a fist!

Archrich’s body flopped like a billiard ball against the trees and graveyard.

The thousand years of magical power achieved by swallowing the blood of the warrior meant nothing.

I jumped up as if nothing had happened, but fell down again.

“Anyway, all these bastards have no guts. “Is that something you can do just because you got hit once?”

Deus shook off his hand and punched again.

Sadimus was startled and covered his face with his forearm.

But nothing reached me.

When I looked up, the man was smiling brightly.

“The baby is scared. Why don’t you give up at this point? “Don’t get hit more and drag on.”

“I, Sadimus, are the great…

“Cancel the comment about lack of grit. Be more right.”

Sadimus became an undead for the first time after spending a thousand years.

Even a dead body hurts when it gets hit.

“Did you send them all back?”

“yes.”

“Okay, okay. “The corpse just crawls out of the grave, so how can funeral directors make a living?”

“Who the hell are you?”

“I don’t know. Just call me Deus-sama.”

Sadimus knelt on one knee and bowed his head to Deus.

His face became dark as he was indiscriminately subjected to violence that he could not resist.

I had a strange will to finish it off with one or two hits, so I continued to muster my courage and ended up in this situation.

Now that I think about it, I think it was the fault of that hero named Zeke.

Just being with the warrior made his youthful blood boil and show off his bravery.

Sadimus returned all the undead who were working under Deus’ orders to the ground.

The village may be empty, but someone will come and stay there.

As agreed, Sadimus became Deus’ servant.

In fact, I tried to run away just to notice, but it was impossible.

As that person named Deus said, the contract seemed to be a slave document that could never be disobeyed.

Moreover, it seemed like every joint of the thin bone that was caught while trying to escape clumsily would be cut off.

Still, I suddenly thought that it might be better than being locked up in a graveyard, so I guess this is a boast about the chains of slavery or something.

Sadimus got a carriage and picked up the owner and his companions.

As I sat down in the coachman’s seat, a boy named Zeke naturally sat next to me.

Looking closely, it seemed that the role of servant had originally belonged to this boy.

Another warrior, Lexia, was still asleep.

Yulgeum cast a light sleep spell. The recovery was faster that way.

She could have been cured at once with recovery magic, but it seemed more convenient for her to sleep quietly in order to deal with the Arch Lich’s joining.

Sadimus sighed briefly.

Being a coachman. Still, he once

said, “I don’t sympathize. “Many warriors lost their lives because of you .”

Zeke spoke from the seat next to him.

“Is that so?”

“I heard that you were once a warrior’s companion. “Bring back the good feelings you had back then and do good things in the future.”

“I… was a necromancer even before I died.”

“yes?”

“He was a black mage who dealt with dead souls.”

“But how…

“How did you become a warrior’s companion? Because there are no qualifications to be a warrior’s companion

. “Good or evil, or social morality, are treated as insignificant in front of the great enemy called the Devil.”

“What would you do if you were a warrior? If the greatest mage of his time was a grave robber. Are you going to accept him as a colleague?”

“I…

Zeke couldn’t speak for a while.

He was a warrior. Hating evil and revering justice

were written into one’s genes.

“Well, you said you were the 4th generation. Such worries would be meaningless. “All you have to do is walk straight across the sunny area.”

Sadimus looked towards the distant horizon.

“Even though a thousand years have passed… the world is the same.”

His words sounded a little strange, so Deus looked back at Yulgeum.

“Damn woman.”

“Isn’t there a prettier nickname?”

“What should I call you?”

“My name is Eulgeum. It’s a golden song.

“It’s the most beautiful melody in the world.” “What’s so pretty about gold? “It’s just yellow.” “Isn’t that the gold in my heart

? “It is the light of the rapids sparkling in the setting sun.” “Just ask anyone in the world

. What color is gold? “Is it yellow or is it the light of the shallows sparkling in the setting sun?”

“Do you speak common sense?”

“Anyway, I’ll just call him Hey. Is the world really the same as it was a thousand years ago?”

“They say it’s the same.”

Sadimus joined the conversation between the two and said,

“The appearance of the village and the people’s lives are almost the same.”

“Is it really the same as 600 centuries ago?”

Yulgeum answered that question.

“What would change? “People’s lives are always the same.”

“Does that make sense? “It’s not like the entire head is reset, so how can it not develop for over 60,000 years?”

“It’s all because of the Demon Lord!”

“It’s because of the devil?”

“Because we are pouring all of humanity’s capabilities into one mission: stopping the Devil

.”

“Then let’s at least develop the technology of war.”

“I mean, there isn’t that much room. “For humans.”

Deus tilted his head at Yulgeum’s decisive words.

A sense of heterogeneity.

The sense of alienation that had led me to leave the demon world came back to me again.

The world is tightly structured… and

there is no point in struggling within it

.

Everything is according to God’s will.

I absolutely hate that disgusting fate.

Deus lay down in the carriage.

“Anyway, this world is twisted.”

“They say if you don’t have anything to say, you’re twisted. “It seems straight to me.”

At this moment, Deus thought of words like a bear and a dull woman, but he did not open his mouth.

Maybe even her…

Deus returned home and sat on the golden throne.

Although he was not the king of the world or even the lord of Joryx Castle, no one felt any objection to him sitting on the throne.

Arch Lich Sadimus was thrilled to see his master sitting on the throne.

It was a really strange feeling.

His status is a commoner.

Because he was a warrior’s companion, he was able to do business on an equal footing with nobles, but it

had a strong benevolent meaning in that he was only permitted to do so.

That is, B’s position.

However, the moment he saw his master sitting on the throne and leaning on the armrest, Sadimus felt defeated.

It is a power that he has been seeking for a thousand years but has not been able to obtain.

That power can only be obtained by being born with it, so it seems like it was far away for him.

“Why are you being so mean?”

“no.”

“Don’t fall in love. “There are a lot of troublesome guys besides you.”

“What did you say…

“But you said you were a magician?”

“yes.”

“If it’s magic, doesn’t that mean you’re making a contract with a demon? But how did you become a warrior’s companion?”

“I did not make a contract with the demons.”

“then?”

“What I learned is a magic book from the Silver Age.”

“The Silver Age?”

“It was a time when magic flourished before the Age of Chaos arrived.”

“know. “You mean you got the magic book from back then

?”

“yes. It is said that the Silver Age achieved a level of magic far beyond that of today. However, they obeyed that power too blindly… and eventually perished in a war among themselves.”

“The Age of Gold, the Age of Silver. If you think about it, humanity was destroyed all of a sudden. “If it weren’t for God’s protection, I would have disappeared from the world long ago.”

“What you said, master, is right. Humans are stupid. However, that foolishness can sometimes become a weapon. As for the magic book I obtained… It seems that even at that time, half- soul magic or spiritual magic was taboo.

“Because it was rejected by mankind, it continued to this day and ended up in my hands.”

“Are you saying that because I was foolish, I had God’s protection?”

“You might think so.”

“It’s unreasonable. Anyway, there are some types of black magic that are not ugly, right?”

“…Isn’t it a bit unfair to study the science I’ve devoted my whole life to?”

“Who wants to learn something like that? Anyway, instead of just waking up a corpse and sucking out someone’s energy

, there are things like shooting and exploding things in a more believable way, right? “It’s less like black magic.”

After a long sigh, Sadimus opened his mouth.

“there is.”

“Call Zeke.”

“Yes, master.”

Zeke returned to the store after a few days and was called out after cleaning.

Sadimus sighed again as he looked at the warrior wearing a duster and an apron.

A double-digit pureblood hero

is the cleaner.

I once again realized that a servant like myself, who had died a thousand years ago and had been blackened, was a perfect fit.

“Did you call me?”

“Sit there.”

There was no chair or anything where Deus rested his chin.

Zeke got down on his knees so naturally.

“Are you here to scold me?”

“Oh no.”

“Sit comfortably.”

Deus said to Zeke, who slumped down.

“You also learned magic.”

“yes. Mr. Scatul taught me.”

“Because she’s a fairy, she’s probably pretty good at magic. It seems like if you stop playing swordsmanship, you will learn it steadily. But you have little impact.”

“You mean impact?”

“You’re starting to get people’s attention too, right?”

“ If

you think about it, Lexia was also one of the people who paid attention to Zeke

.

The same goes for Lord Cadenza, an investigator at the Holy Hwangcheong Office.

“Then you should at least have a nickname that’s useful. If you learn it, you will understand, but what can I say about fairy magic? It’s good to be eco-friendly, but it’s boring. Grass grows or forests grow thick. That’s how it feels. “I like magic when it explodes, burns, and breaks.”

“…Are you saying it gives you an advantage in a fight?”

“No, it stands out.”

“What I really want to stand out is…

“You’re a hero.”

“Yes.”

“A hero’s role is to stand out and attract monsters, right?”

“yes.”

“So it has to be visible.”

“It seems like there’s something persuasive about it.”

“If you’re going to learn magic, learn something fancy.”

“All right.”

“There is a master of black magic here, so suck it all the way to the bottom.”

“Dark magic?”

“They say he knows a lot more than just spiritual magic. “If I summon something like a skeleton and carry it around with me, I’ll be treated like a death knight instead of a hero, right?”

“Yes.”

“Learn well. Now that you have a servant, your workload will be reduced. “I’ll lend you the basement during lunchtime or something, so you can learn some magic.”

“All right.”

Zeke looked at Sadimus and bowed his head.

“Please take care of me.”

“Since I decided to teach, I will teach it properly. It will be quite difficult, so be prepared.”

“yes!”