I’m Not That Kind of Talent - Chapter 343

343. The Last Hero and the Last Demon King (5)

“…The Demon King was born first to kill the warrior.”

“okay. But even then, the Demon King did not set foot in the human world directly to kill the hero.”

There was no need and it could not be done.

This is because the world, which has already become sensitive to ‘variables’ through the Heroes, has excessively checked the seeds of other variables. That’s why it was probably born in the abyss rather than the human world, and even though it opened the border between the human world and the abyss, it chose to bring in a warrior instead of sending the demon lord to the human world.

That is why, even to this day, the Demon King cannot enter the human world through the boundary line.

‘But there’s no need to go on here.’

This is useless nonsense.

Still, I can’t just leave that mysterious face waiting for an answer. Caber grinned and offered another reason.

“The world announced the birth of the Demon King in a grand manner and dyed the sky of the human world black, so humans sent their warriors on their own.”

A grand birth and an ominous omen.

The humans, who had no doubt that this was the birth of a powerful enemy, could not overcome their anxiety and pushed the back of the strongest of their compatriots, the warrior, and in the end, the warrior stood in front of him to kill the demon king according to the will of the world.

“Thanks to this, the Demon King killed the hero as the world intended, and now all we have to do is sit in the abyss and wait until his life expires. The boundary has been closed, having achieved its purpose.”

As a result, the abyss and the human world have been disconnected again, so there is no risk of variables affecting the human world, which requires the most caution.

In order to kill a warrior, an equivalent being is created, so the lifespan of the demon king modeled after the hero is also comparable to that of the hero, but unlike the hero, the demon king cannot reproduce. There will be no chance of another variable being created.

From the world’s perspective, it would have been perfect.

“…But now the border line still exists. “There has been a variable.”

“that’s right. “It also looks very big.”

This is a situation where one life hastily created a completely different new species. It was rather strange that no errors occurred.

It’s really funny for a topic that is so wary of variables.

“There are a few minor personal variables of the Demon King, such as magical power that were not calculated at birth, so I will just skip over them and talk about the important ones… Because the Demon King was so focused on the goal of killing the hero, he became immortal.”

“…what?”

“To be exact, it’s conditional immortality. The original purpose seems to have been to prevent the Demon King from dying until the hero is killed, but so much power has been given to the ultimate goal that even when the purpose of existence can no longer be achieved by killing the hero, death is not permitted and other heroes are allowed to die. It has become a situation where we have to wait endlessly for it to appear. Moreover, ‘demons’ and ‘monsters’ began to be born from the power of the Demon King that secretly flowed out.”

This was the result of a conflict between the intention of ‘disposable use’ and the central rule that ‘all life has a duty to preserve the species’, and the latter, which was the higher rule, won.

Fortunately, the ‘normal’ demons born from these ‘errors’ became unable to reproduce because the intention of ‘disposable’ was applied belatedly, but the ‘error’ monsters born from ‘errors’ reproduced by completely ignoring the world’s intentions, as is a complete error. This was possible.

“‘Immortality’ and ‘breeding’ of a single race that was not in the calculations. “Isn’t it a word that would make the world sick even at a casual hearing?”

A situation where a new species began to take root, contrary to intention.

The demons even possessed the ‘magic power’ that allowed them to use magic, which was one of the errors of the demon king, so the world seemed to be trying desperately to get rid of this in any way possible.

“So the world gave birth to a being who could kill the Demon King again. Since we cannot create another variable, it is a race that already exists, a race that already has a precedent comparable to that of the Demon King…” “

…Humans.”

“okay. “That’s how a warrior was born again.”

Making anything for the first time is difficult, but making it again is easy. Rather than trying something new, the world chose to take and process existing data.

In this way, the world bundled the talents of the first hero into the form of power and gave it to the person chosen to kill the Demon King. Of course, we did not forget to tie it to life and impose restrictions so that it could not be inherited through reproduction or directly transferred to another person.

“For your information, it would be difficult to kill the Demon King under the exact same conditions as the first hero, so from the second hero to whom I started directly granting strength, I made sure that the power given would be stronger ‘only when dealing with the Demon King.’”

“…Did that hero kill the Demon King?”

“I killed it. “I killed him and took over his position as a thorn in the side of the world.”

I guess the devil was born to kill the hero again.

I understand how the ‘bridleway’ started… but there are other parts that I don’t understand. Deon frowned.

“Why hasn’t the world adjusted the lifespans of heroes and demon kings? I didn’t know about it the first time, so even if that were the case, I would have been able to fix it before it was born the second time. “I put some restrictions on it and did a little bit of tweaking to grant the hero’s powers.”

“Hmm….”

How can I explain it so that it is easier to understand?

Caber tapped his knee for a moment as if gathering his thoughts, then smiled.

“If applying restrictions and tweaking things can be likened to polishing an apple and making it look good by shining light on it, then tinkering with talents such as lifespan might be closer to improving the variety of apple to make it bigger and have a higher sugar content.”

“Ah…”

“It takes a lot of trial and error to improve a breed. “There’s no way the world, which is already suffering from trial and error, would choose that path, right?”

How many variables do we have to create to shorten that lifespan?

“Then what about killing it yourself?”

“The world cannot directly touch living things that have already been born and exist. This is a bit of a strange analogy, but… It’s easy to introduce germs into your body, but isn’t it difficult to drive them out and get completely healed?”

“…Interesting.”

Even so, continuing this meaningless cycle would be detrimental to the world. Did you just watch it out of fear that it would increase the number of variables to make a new intervention?

It was interesting information and an unrealistic old story. If the devil hadn’t reminded me that this was a real story, I would have accepted it as a fictional story.

but.

“Why are we talking about this now?”

Although it started out as a way to have a casual conversation until I lost my breath, I don’t think it was said without any real meaning.

Red eyes scanned the Demon King with suspicion.

Even though his unconcealed suspicions were clearly visible, Caber just closed his eyes and smiled mysteriously.

“I just want to tell you that the modifier ‘last’ is truly useless when it comes to heroes and demon lords.”

Anyway, future generations of heroes and demon kings will emerge depending on the bridle.

Deon, who frowned as if he was not sure of the answer, was told a different story that had nothing to do with his question.

“…Heroes usually have a strong desire to survive. “This is a warrior’s instinct to not die before meeting the Demon King, and after killing the Demon King, it also plays a part in the feeling of compensation for the hardships suffered.”

“….”

“Actually, I said ‘normal’, but all the warriors who have ever existed were like that. “I had the tenacity to never give up on life.”

Inverted eyes and red eyes met in the air.

“What about you, Deon?”

I will not gather my last remaining conscience and say thank you. Even hearing a thank you from the person you killed for revenge would only make you angry.

Instead, he spoke while making eye contact.

“For the Demon King, victory was always another beginning. “I wonder what the hero is like.”

“….”

“…I told you, right? “For heroes and demon kings, the modifier ‘last’ is useless.”

Caber, who had said that far, tilted his head slightly.

Instead of trying to control his weakened body, he looks into the eyes of Deon, who is still frowning, and smiles slightly.

“Congratulations on killing the last demon lord, last hero.”

“…!”

It’s been a long time since we had a cool fight. I felt like my body relaxed a little late, but I had fun anyway and achieved my goal, so I have no regrets.

Breathing slows down. Caber lowered his eyelids as he clearly felt death encroaching on his body.

In a world that was becoming quiet, I could vaguely hear such a voice.

“Your grave will be decorated very richly.”

Wouldn’t you be satisfied with the body of your enemy?

That was an answer implying an affirmation to Caber’s last remark.

***

Victory or defeat has been decided. It was the Demon King’s defeat.

When the long sword pierced the Demon King’s chest, Ben held down Ed, who had been faltering, and told Hien to hold on tight, and then concentrated on the situation.

The Demon King sitting on the floor points across from me. Deonhardt, who lightly ignored it, seemed to raise the dagger, but then stopped as if he had heard something from the Demon King – he withdrew the dagger and sat down.

Although I couldn’t hear it, it seemed like a fairly long conversation was going on.

Then, as he tilted his head, wondering how long he was going to continue talking, the Demon King stopped moving.

…He’s dead. I knew it instinctively.

Deon Hart stands up, looks at the demon lord, and takes out his dagger again. The three demons, who had been watching with bated breath wondering if they were going to touch the body, flinched when they saw the sharp blade pointing inward rather than outward.

Deonhardt was about to die.

“Uh…Uh…!!”

“Shh.”

“You guy…! Let go of this! “Deon, what are you doing now?”

The position has changed.

Ed held down Ben, who was running wild as if he was going to run away at any moment, and told Hien to hold on tight, glaring at the flock of crows that had begun to gather in such large numbers a moment ago.

The appearance is too strange to be considered a natural phenomenon.

“wait a minute. “Because something is strange.”

Then, as if to show that his suspicions were not mistaken, a being walked out from where the flock of crows had gathered.

“That is…”

An ominous feeling, all too familiar to the demons who constantly fight and kill, encroaches on the space. All living things around him, regardless of flora and fauna, held their breath as if they would catch his eye.

When the being finally stood in front of Deonhardt, Ed let go of his hold on Ben and ran towards Deon.

“Master Deon!”

The energy it gave off resembled ‘death’ itself.

***

[Congratulations on killing the last Demon King, last hero.]

The Demon King knew how I would act afterward.

You always act like you know everything, and you actually do, so it’s nothing new. Deon smiled bitterly.

“…It’s really over.”

As the death of the Demon King was confirmed, the level of blood increased.

Deon looked at the lump that had spread up his neck and under his chin, and ended up laughing out loud. I said this was definitely my guilt, but honestly, I couldn’t help but laugh because the blood came out even after the Demon King’s death.

I couldn’t breathe due to the liquid pressing against my throat and chest, but I didn’t care.

‘Because I’m going to die anyway.’

I made a promise when I learned the truth and awakened as a warrior.

After killing the demon lord, he will kill me. At the end of this long revenge was Deonhardt.

That may be why the world, which wants to break this meaningless bondage, is angry at my actions but cannot withhold its blessings.

“Now… is it time for final revenge?”

As the saying goes, live without regrets and take revenge without regrets. Now it is time to die without regrets.

Even if Cruel Hart did not wish for my death, he also died of his own choice, so unless he directly tried to stop me, there was no reason why we could not do it.

Since the three months have not completely overlapped yet, a day has not passed.

“I’m so glad I was able to complete my revenge before the due date expired.”

Right, bro?