“Are you the demon who will turn me into a warlock?”
“Aren’t you afraid of me?”
I snickered at the devil, who responded with an excited expression.
“I’m about to die anyway, so what’s there to be afraid of?”
‘Well... Honestly, if we had met normally, I would have been scared.’
A tall being, more than twice my height, with snow-white hair that looked like it was covered in snow. Red eyes, held in upturned eyebrows.
The majesty of the blue flames swirling around the demon, which was in the form of a woman wearing a black dress and wearing large black horns, was considerable.
The expressionless devil stared at me blankly, then suddenly nodded and said.
"Now I understand. Having crossed this space twice, your affinity for dark magic has more than doubled, making you a special person."
“Was that so?”
I opened my eyes wide in surprise. Then the demon slowly pointed to the familiars around me and spoke.
"The familiars that follow you, a human, are proof of that. Do you think this was a normal reaction?"
I nodded in agreement.
"I see. I didn't intend to make the familiar follow me. I only went to another world to live, purifying the curse the warlock had etched into my soul."
"Yes. You succeeded, and you've seized another stroke of luck."
“What luck again?”
I frowned at the demon who was staring at me with bloodshot eyes without answering and urged him on.
"I don't know who you are, but I must become a powerful great warlock. Strong enough to defeat even Empress Giselle and the Archdemon Toylat."
"Hmm."
"If there's another great demon stronger than Toylat, call him. I'll sell my soul to him and become a great warlock!"
"Haha. A soul? I don't need one. I'm not interested in the souls of living humans. They're too noisy."
"What?"
"But Toylat was different. He had a steady, long-standing interest in the human world. He finally conspired with a human warlock named Giselle to open the gateway to liberation, and now this place is about to become his stage."
“I don’t want that to happen! So, hurry up and get a demon stronger than him...!”
As I screamed in frustration, the devil's red eyes flashed.
"Somehow, despair hasn't descended on the human world enough for Toylat to fully unleash his powers. You did quite well. Is that thanks to you?"
“What? Despair?”
"It's even more fun when you don't know. I, too, didn't want to see Toylat run wild somewhere else. There wasn't anyone suitable to stop it, so I'm glad you're here."
The beautiful devil, like a porcelain doll with snow-white hair fluttering in the wind, raised her blood-red lips and smiled for the first time.
I just now noticed that a huge black magic was swirling around the demon.
'No way!'
"First Legion Commander, Archdemon, Hell's greatest overlord, Promethea. That's my name. You, the human who will become the Archwarlock, what is your name?"
My heart was pounding.
In the end, this is what happened.
But if there's a way to save everyone.
―Because I love Yvonne the most.
The deep voice and fragrance of Rudnine Iels, who comes and goes gently.
If it were to protect that person, I would definitely become a warlock.
It's really lucky that the 1st Legion Commander, the Archdemon that Cordelia spoke of, chose me to become a warlock.
I looked straight into the red eyes and shouted again and again.
“Yvonne Argenthoz.”
As soon as my answer fell, blue flames emanating from the body of the great demon Promethea enveloped my body.
The mysterious feeling of the magical power that had been gradually honed and built up inside my body, suddenly transforming into strong black magic, makes my head spin.
It felt like my whole body was on fire, but at the same time, I felt like I was born again.
I am Yvonne Argenthoze.
Instead of becoming the ultimate dark force that drives the world into fear, I became a warlock who saved the world.
Rudnine swung his sword horizontally again, then immediately rolled to the left.
Kwakwakwakwang―!
But a pile of stones came crashing down where he had taken refuge, and blood flowed from his forehead where he had hit the stone.
Rudnine wiped the blood flowing down his eyelids with the back of his hand, quickly got up, and looked ahead.
The blackened, sunken marks in the distance were very ominous.
If he hadn't just hurriedly dodged, Rudnine would have ended up like that, too.
Empress Giselle, who was watching the scene, smiled crookedly.
“That’s amazing.”
And added.
“Poor thing.”
As soon as she finished speaking, the magical power flowing from her fingertips formed into hundreds of pitch-black spheres and flew towards Rudnine.
Faced with the ceaseless pour of black magic, Rudnine twisted his body again to block the aura and then rolled his body nimbly before being blown away by the shockwave.
His eyes narrowed as he watched Empress Giselle's opening.
'Is this the level of skill of a great black magician?'
Rudnine just killed one of her high-ranking familiars here.
Although she felt a little shocked and weakened, it was difficult to find any weakness in her.
"Empress Giselle is a formidable warlock who has made a pact with the great demon Toylat. You must never confront her head-on!"
Yvonne's warning came to mind. But what could he do, since he had already encountered her? Besides, he was Rudnine Iels, considered the strongest of the bunch.
‘Yvonne is probably the only person in this world who truly cares about my safety...’
Even in the midst of a bleak battle, laughter flowed.
But Yvonne's warning was clear.
As a wizard, you have a strong weakness in the casting time of your magic, but Empress Giselle didn't even have that small opening, making her difficult to deal with.
He glanced up at the strange, blood-red eyes swirling in the sky far above the glasshouse spire.
"That's the entrance to liberation. Is this the manifestation of the Great Demon?"
The surroundings were in shambles because of the huge black lightning that had just struck there.
He was a sword master, so he avoided it, but many people near the palace must have died.
But he didn't want to imagine Yvonne getting hurt. She was strong. She was lucky. She promised she wouldn't get hurt.
'Yvonne should be around here. What if she collapses again?'
His face hardened as the trauma of the glass greenhouse came back to him.
'Let's hurry.'
Rudnine, holding the sword handle tightly with more concentration, ran quickly and jumped high.
His sword, which had come so quickly that Empress Giselle didn't notice, stabbed her dozens of times, aiming for her arms and chest.
“Ugh.”
Empress Giselle found it difficult to predict Rudnine's increasingly quick movements as he seemed to be awakening more and more.
She was startled by the sight of Rudnine, who had suddenly come right before her eyes. She quickly used teleportation magic to run away, but her heart was pounding.
'Duke Iels... He's a more difficult person to deal with in real life. Is the Sword Master really this strong? How long do you plan on resisting?'
"Giselle. How long do I have to wait? It's boring."
Empress Giselle bit her lower lip as she heard the whispers of the great demon, Toylat, urging her to join in.
'Please wait a moment.'
If everything had gone according to plan and humanity's despair had been so thick, this wouldn't have happened.
The gates of liberation were open, but Toylat was unable to manifest properly.
Not only was the despair of the humans lacking, but the Great Demon of Hell, the 1st Legion Commander, who was said to have been jealous of the incarnation of the Great Demon Toylat, held him back.
In this situation, a great human sacrifice was needed to properly manifest, and if a human like the Duke of Iels was not offered, Empress Giselle would die.
'I can't die.'
She took a deep breath and glanced at the entrance to liberation that was pressing against her, the eyes of Toylat.
'Hurry up, hurry up...'
If Toylat could strike the ground with the power of the Black Lightning just once more like before, she would be able to completely kill Duke Iels.
But the arrogant yet self-sacrificing arch-demon Toylat seemed unwilling to help any longer.
'You too, will die miserably, just like Adrian and I did.'
Suddenly, she remembered the last message Cordelia left her a few days ago, as if cursing her, in a weak voice, while tied to the altar.
She gritted her teeth.
'How dare you, an illegitimate Princess!'
Dying? The long-awaited moment is right before her eyes.
.
.
Decades ago.
Princess Giselle Cardin before becoming a warlock.
The once beautiful, intelligent, and wealthy girl suddenly found her life boring. She was destined to become Empress. But even so, she was just another Empress, guarding the Emperor. It was boring.
At that moment, when a crack opened in her twisted heart, the great demon Toylat whispered directly to her.
He said that she was a human who would become a great warlock, one who only appears once in a thousand years.
Giselle, who fell for the temptation to rule the world with the Great Demon, opened her eyes anew and awakened as a great warlock.
But there were also crises.
When she misinterpreted the key and used black magic to brainwash her children, all of her sons died...
And when Princess Yvonne Argenthoz discovered the plan.
.
.
Empress Giselle gritted her teeth, realizing too late that Yvonne was the cause of everything going wrong.
'I was sure she'd died from the curse etched into her soul when she escaped from the glasshouse... but how did she succeed in purifying her soul?'
Yvonne was the one who had messed everything up, but it was clear that she would become a great warlock, just like Giselle herself, so she requested a hostage exchange with the Duke of Barden Argenthoz.
'I tried to make Cordelia my substitute and rule the world together, but she refused in the end. How presumptuous!'
As anger and sadness, which she thought she had completely forgotten, surged up at once, Empress Giselle's face, which had been smiling all along, twisted into a grim expression.
“Die.”
She threw up her hands in rage.
A huge black flame poured out from her hand and rushed out fiercely as if it would swallow Rudnine.
'This time I will kill the Duke!'
But for some reason, he stood still, holding his sword upright.
'What the heck? If you get hit with that, you'll die.'
The doubt was fleeting.
Empress Giselle, excited by the madness that would soon end, laughed from ear to ear.
"Yes! Give up! If you give up, everything will be easy!"
Rudnine gritted his teeth as he watched the black wave of flames rushing towards him.
There is only one chance.
If he fails, he dies. But there's no way he could fail. He never met Yvonne again. He will never die.
As he coolly finished calculating and aimed at the giant black flame that was three times his height, a blue aura began to rise from his entire body.
Hurruk.
A terrifying flame, seemingly burning everything, approached him, and Rudnine was certain that his figure was completely obscured by the black flames.
He raised his aura to its maximum to defend himself, but he wouldn't be able to last long in this vicious black magic fire.
But he jumped into the black flames without hesitation.
It was hot.
He had to overcome the fear of fire.
'This much is nothing.'
The intense heat pressing down on his entire body made him feel like he was going to collapse, but he didn't stop and ran like lightning, eventually successfully breaking through the black flames head-on.
And with instinctive sense, he thrust his sword without hesitation into the heart of Empress Giselle, whom he had been aiming for for a while.
“Ahh...!”
Empress Giselle's eyes widened in disbelief.
As Rudnine held on to the hilt of the sword stuck in her heart, the veins on his arm grew thick.
Sweat dripped down his face, soaking his black hair. He was clearly exhausted, but his eyes, glaring at her, remained sharp.
"Ha."
A breath mixed with heat burst out from Rudnine's mouth, which had never groaned even once.
For the first time in a long time, he felt like his whole body was being torn apart.
Just as he was about to apply more force to the sword that stabbed her heart to properly end Empress Giselle's life.
“!!!”
Empress Giselle's body disappeared in an instant, leaving only the blood-soaked sword in the air.
Rudnine instinctively raised his head and witnessed the blood-soaked, dying body of Empress Giselle being swallowed by the eyes of the entrance to liberation.
“...Why the Great Devil.”
He frowned in puzzlement, then realized the bastard's intentions.
That great demon deliberately snatched and devoured Empress Giselle before she died completely.
As soon as an eerie intuition crossed his mind, a chilling laughter began to echo loudly through the air.
Keeheeheehee.
Hahahahaha.
Let's kill them all. Let's kill them all! Let's kill them all.
The red eyes of Toylat at the entrance to liberation disappeared, and demons poured out from the crimson hole.
The voices of dozens of pitch-black demons covering the sky were deafening.
“Aren’t you afraid of me?”
I snickered at the devil, who responded with an excited expression.
“I’m about to die anyway, so what’s there to be afraid of?”
‘Well... Honestly, if we had met normally, I would have been scared.’
A tall being, more than twice my height, with snow-white hair that looked like it was covered in snow. Red eyes, held in upturned eyebrows.
The majesty of the blue flames swirling around the demon, which was in the form of a woman wearing a black dress and wearing large black horns, was considerable.
The expressionless devil stared at me blankly, then suddenly nodded and said.
"Now I understand. Having crossed this space twice, your affinity for dark magic has more than doubled, making you a special person."
“Was that so?”
I opened my eyes wide in surprise. Then the demon slowly pointed to the familiars around me and spoke.
"The familiars that follow you, a human, are proof of that. Do you think this was a normal reaction?"
I nodded in agreement.
"I see. I didn't intend to make the familiar follow me. I only went to another world to live, purifying the curse the warlock had etched into my soul."
"Yes. You succeeded, and you've seized another stroke of luck."
“What luck again?”
I frowned at the demon who was staring at me with bloodshot eyes without answering and urged him on.
"I don't know who you are, but I must become a powerful great warlock. Strong enough to defeat even Empress Giselle and the Archdemon Toylat."
"Hmm."
"If there's another great demon stronger than Toylat, call him. I'll sell my soul to him and become a great warlock!"
"Haha. A soul? I don't need one. I'm not interested in the souls of living humans. They're too noisy."
"What?"
"But Toylat was different. He had a steady, long-standing interest in the human world. He finally conspired with a human warlock named Giselle to open the gateway to liberation, and now this place is about to become his stage."
“I don’t want that to happen! So, hurry up and get a demon stronger than him...!”
As I screamed in frustration, the devil's red eyes flashed.
"Somehow, despair hasn't descended on the human world enough for Toylat to fully unleash his powers. You did quite well. Is that thanks to you?"
“What? Despair?”
"It's even more fun when you don't know. I, too, didn't want to see Toylat run wild somewhere else. There wasn't anyone suitable to stop it, so I'm glad you're here."
The beautiful devil, like a porcelain doll with snow-white hair fluttering in the wind, raised her blood-red lips and smiled for the first time.
I just now noticed that a huge black magic was swirling around the demon.
'No way!'
"First Legion Commander, Archdemon, Hell's greatest overlord, Promethea. That's my name. You, the human who will become the Archwarlock, what is your name?"
My heart was pounding.
In the end, this is what happened.
But if there's a way to save everyone.
―Because I love Yvonne the most.
The deep voice and fragrance of Rudnine Iels, who comes and goes gently.
If it were to protect that person, I would definitely become a warlock.
It's really lucky that the 1st Legion Commander, the Archdemon that Cordelia spoke of, chose me to become a warlock.
I looked straight into the red eyes and shouted again and again.
“Yvonne Argenthoz.”
As soon as my answer fell, blue flames emanating from the body of the great demon Promethea enveloped my body.
The mysterious feeling of the magical power that had been gradually honed and built up inside my body, suddenly transforming into strong black magic, makes my head spin.
It felt like my whole body was on fire, but at the same time, I felt like I was born again.
I am Yvonne Argenthoze.
Instead of becoming the ultimate dark force that drives the world into fear, I became a warlock who saved the world.
***
Rudnine swung his sword horizontally again, then immediately rolled to the left.
Kwakwakwakwang―!
But a pile of stones came crashing down where he had taken refuge, and blood flowed from his forehead where he had hit the stone.
Rudnine wiped the blood flowing down his eyelids with the back of his hand, quickly got up, and looked ahead.
The blackened, sunken marks in the distance were very ominous.
If he hadn't just hurriedly dodged, Rudnine would have ended up like that, too.
Empress Giselle, who was watching the scene, smiled crookedly.
“That’s amazing.”
And added.
“Poor thing.”
As soon as she finished speaking, the magical power flowing from her fingertips formed into hundreds of pitch-black spheres and flew towards Rudnine.
Faced with the ceaseless pour of black magic, Rudnine twisted his body again to block the aura and then rolled his body nimbly before being blown away by the shockwave.
His eyes narrowed as he watched Empress Giselle's opening.
'Is this the level of skill of a great black magician?'
Rudnine just killed one of her high-ranking familiars here.
Although she felt a little shocked and weakened, it was difficult to find any weakness in her.
"Empress Giselle is a formidable warlock who has made a pact with the great demon Toylat. You must never confront her head-on!"
Yvonne's warning came to mind. But what could he do, since he had already encountered her? Besides, he was Rudnine Iels, considered the strongest of the bunch.
‘Yvonne is probably the only person in this world who truly cares about my safety...’
Even in the midst of a bleak battle, laughter flowed.
But Yvonne's warning was clear.
As a wizard, you have a strong weakness in the casting time of your magic, but Empress Giselle didn't even have that small opening, making her difficult to deal with.
He glanced up at the strange, blood-red eyes swirling in the sky far above the glasshouse spire.
"That's the entrance to liberation. Is this the manifestation of the Great Demon?"
The surroundings were in shambles because of the huge black lightning that had just struck there.
He was a sword master, so he avoided it, but many people near the palace must have died.
But he didn't want to imagine Yvonne getting hurt. She was strong. She was lucky. She promised she wouldn't get hurt.
'Yvonne should be around here. What if she collapses again?'
His face hardened as the trauma of the glass greenhouse came back to him.
'Let's hurry.'
Rudnine, holding the sword handle tightly with more concentration, ran quickly and jumped high.
His sword, which had come so quickly that Empress Giselle didn't notice, stabbed her dozens of times, aiming for her arms and chest.
“Ugh.”
Empress Giselle found it difficult to predict Rudnine's increasingly quick movements as he seemed to be awakening more and more.
She was startled by the sight of Rudnine, who had suddenly come right before her eyes. She quickly used teleportation magic to run away, but her heart was pounding.
'Duke Iels... He's a more difficult person to deal with in real life. Is the Sword Master really this strong? How long do you plan on resisting?'
"Giselle. How long do I have to wait? It's boring."
Empress Giselle bit her lower lip as she heard the whispers of the great demon, Toylat, urging her to join in.
'Please wait a moment.'
If everything had gone according to plan and humanity's despair had been so thick, this wouldn't have happened.
The gates of liberation were open, but Toylat was unable to manifest properly.
Not only was the despair of the humans lacking, but the Great Demon of Hell, the 1st Legion Commander, who was said to have been jealous of the incarnation of the Great Demon Toylat, held him back.
In this situation, a great human sacrifice was needed to properly manifest, and if a human like the Duke of Iels was not offered, Empress Giselle would die.
'I can't die.'
She took a deep breath and glanced at the entrance to liberation that was pressing against her, the eyes of Toylat.
'Hurry up, hurry up...'
If Toylat could strike the ground with the power of the Black Lightning just once more like before, she would be able to completely kill Duke Iels.
But the arrogant yet self-sacrificing arch-demon Toylat seemed unwilling to help any longer.
'You too, will die miserably, just like Adrian and I did.'
Suddenly, she remembered the last message Cordelia left her a few days ago, as if cursing her, in a weak voice, while tied to the altar.
She gritted her teeth.
'How dare you, an illegitimate Princess!'
Dying? The long-awaited moment is right before her eyes.
.
.
Decades ago.
Princess Giselle Cardin before becoming a warlock.
The once beautiful, intelligent, and wealthy girl suddenly found her life boring. She was destined to become Empress. But even so, she was just another Empress, guarding the Emperor. It was boring.
At that moment, when a crack opened in her twisted heart, the great demon Toylat whispered directly to her.
He said that she was a human who would become a great warlock, one who only appears once in a thousand years.
Giselle, who fell for the temptation to rule the world with the Great Demon, opened her eyes anew and awakened as a great warlock.
But there were also crises.
When she misinterpreted the key and used black magic to brainwash her children, all of her sons died...
And when Princess Yvonne Argenthoz discovered the plan.
.
.
Empress Giselle gritted her teeth, realizing too late that Yvonne was the cause of everything going wrong.
'I was sure she'd died from the curse etched into her soul when she escaped from the glasshouse... but how did she succeed in purifying her soul?'
Yvonne was the one who had messed everything up, but it was clear that she would become a great warlock, just like Giselle herself, so she requested a hostage exchange with the Duke of Barden Argenthoz.
'I tried to make Cordelia my substitute and rule the world together, but she refused in the end. How presumptuous!'
As anger and sadness, which she thought she had completely forgotten, surged up at once, Empress Giselle's face, which had been smiling all along, twisted into a grim expression.
“Die.”
She threw up her hands in rage.
A huge black flame poured out from her hand and rushed out fiercely as if it would swallow Rudnine.
'This time I will kill the Duke!'
But for some reason, he stood still, holding his sword upright.
'What the heck? If you get hit with that, you'll die.'
The doubt was fleeting.
Empress Giselle, excited by the madness that would soon end, laughed from ear to ear.
"Yes! Give up! If you give up, everything will be easy!"
Rudnine gritted his teeth as he watched the black wave of flames rushing towards him.
There is only one chance.
If he fails, he dies. But there's no way he could fail. He never met Yvonne again. He will never die.
As he coolly finished calculating and aimed at the giant black flame that was three times his height, a blue aura began to rise from his entire body.
Hurruk.
A terrifying flame, seemingly burning everything, approached him, and Rudnine was certain that his figure was completely obscured by the black flames.
He raised his aura to its maximum to defend himself, but he wouldn't be able to last long in this vicious black magic fire.
But he jumped into the black flames without hesitation.
It was hot.
He had to overcome the fear of fire.
'This much is nothing.'
The intense heat pressing down on his entire body made him feel like he was going to collapse, but he didn't stop and ran like lightning, eventually successfully breaking through the black flames head-on.
And with instinctive sense, he thrust his sword without hesitation into the heart of Empress Giselle, whom he had been aiming for for a while.
“Ahh...!”
Empress Giselle's eyes widened in disbelief.
As Rudnine held on to the hilt of the sword stuck in her heart, the veins on his arm grew thick.
Sweat dripped down his face, soaking his black hair. He was clearly exhausted, but his eyes, glaring at her, remained sharp.
"Ha."
A breath mixed with heat burst out from Rudnine's mouth, which had never groaned even once.
For the first time in a long time, he felt like his whole body was being torn apart.
Just as he was about to apply more force to the sword that stabbed her heart to properly end Empress Giselle's life.
“!!!”
Empress Giselle's body disappeared in an instant, leaving only the blood-soaked sword in the air.
Rudnine instinctively raised his head and witnessed the blood-soaked, dying body of Empress Giselle being swallowed by the eyes of the entrance to liberation.
“...Why the Great Devil.”
He frowned in puzzlement, then realized the bastard's intentions.
That great demon deliberately snatched and devoured Empress Giselle before she died completely.
As soon as an eerie intuition crossed his mind, a chilling laughter began to echo loudly through the air.
Keeheeheehee.
Hahahahaha.
Let's kill them all. Let's kill them all! Let's kill them all.
The red eyes of Toylat at the entrance to liberation disappeared, and demons poured out from the crimson hole.
The voices of dozens of pitch-black demons covering the sky were deafening.
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