Ludmilla's memory begins with a single flame.

　Flames spreading in front of me.
　The flames of the houses.
　Flames spat out by demons.

　The town of her hometown has been burned to the ground by the demon tribe's army.

　My father, a strong hunter, was devoured by the demon army.
　His mother, who was kind and beautiful, was tortured to death.

　The neighboring family, who had been happy and cheerful, the neighborhood children who played together, the adults who had always greeted them on the street - each one of them was brutally murdered as if they were enjoying a game.

　The demon tribe also came to 5-year-old Ludmila, who was hiding in the basement of her house.

　They are going to kill her.
　Just as she was about to break down in fear and despair, a pillar of jade-green light descended on her.

　This is Raphael, the miracle armor of the seraph class.
　It is the armor of the holy God that only the chosen of God - the brave can have.

　It's a great deal more than just the first time you've seen it.

"I will not forgive demons.

　I felt a fierce anger burning from deep within me as my little body was stained with return blood.

　Deeper than the sadness of losing someone so dear to me.
　Deeper than the emptiness of losing an important place.

　Only anger against the demon race dominated her heart.

　Hence, Ludmila's feelings towards the demon race are only one.

　To destroy──.

　That simple, single impulse is still driving the brave Ludmila.



"With the power of our Four Heavenly Sacred Swords, the demon king is not an enemy of the enemy - you who jumped out at him saying that, were badly beaten.

The Four Heavenly Holy Swords of the 'Earth' - the knight in full armor told him indifferently.

''No, that's how strong the Demon King is right now, isn't it? Isn't that right, Ludmilla?

The Four Heavenly Sacred Swords of Water - a young man in a robe reminiscent of a wizard said comfortingly.

''I'm confident that I'm as good as the Demon Commander class. But the Demon King...

　Ludmilla bites her lip.

'It was as if it didn't stand up to me. The dimension of combat ability itself is different.'
You're weak. Then we'll just have to get more power. Don't you think?
More power...?

　Ludmilla raises an eyebrow.

'There was an 'oracle', Yo.
"God will give us new strength.
You will come with me to the Cathedral, Mr. Ludmilla.

　Fiore smiled with a graceful smile.

　The cathedral──that's the sanctuary within the sanctuary where only the upper echelons of the brave guild were allowed to enter.
　Even Ludmira, who is known as the Four Heavenly Holy Swords, has never entered there.

''The 'Cathedral'........in?''

　He clears his throat.

'The battle is moving into a new realm - and for that, the four of us will need to gain more power.
And we are the ones who will be the true heroes to avenge the Demon King.
If you have the miracle armor of a seraph, you won't be able to enter the demon world... and he's working on that as well.

More power....

　Ludmilla clenched her fists.

　The humiliation of being completely defeated will be avenged.
　The demon race will be destroyed.

　Yes, for the sake of fulfilling the vow made that day.
　For the sake of the anger I've been feeling since that day.

"I'm coming too. I will be stronger than ever before...

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　After that, I asked Stella to accompany me on my experiments.
　But in the end, I still didn't understand the piece of the Demon King's Sword.

　.........I'll ask Yulisha when I get back.

''Then let's look for the demon tribe under Regal. And before that.......how much has Stella recovered?

　I'll check again.

'It should be pretty much back already. I'll give it a try.

　Stella's magic power was greatly depleted in the previous battle - the battle when the Hundred Brave Men made a decisive attempt on the demon world - and she has a lot of magic power.

　I've heard that it's not a problem for using clairvoyance, but when it comes to battle, she can't wield enough power.
　After that, it seems that he has been recovering little by little, so to what extent is he back to now?

''──Huh.''

　A small, spirited Stella.

　Her entire body was enveloped in a pale aura.
　Her long silver hair fluttered and the third eye that appeared on her forehead emitted a golden glow.

　I see, your magic power has risen a lot more than before.

　Although my ability to sense magic power isn't that high, I can still see it clearly.
　It's a far greater amount of magic than an ordinary demon race.

　As expected of a demon army chief.

"I'd say it's 70 percent.

　Is this still seventy percent?

　Stella erased the aura that covered her entire body.

''If it's a Four Heavenly Sacred Sword class like the one I just mentioned, but if it's against an ordinary level hero, I can fight without any problems.
All right, I'll do what I can. I'll follow up as much as I can, but when the time comes, you'll at least protect yourself.
'I'm sorry. Originally I should have been the one to protect Master Freed....
Don't apologize. I chose you as my companion. Besides, you've served me well with your clairvoyance.

　I smiled at Stella, who seemed sorry, and I smiled at her.

''──There are signs that they are approaching us. I'm not an enemy.

　Suddenly, she tightened her expression.

　I put on my demon king's mask and prepared for those approaching.

　Not long after, a presence arose in the bushes behind me.

　When I turned around, I saw several red glows floating in the darkness.
　It's the way they look at you.

"Are you one of the demons under Regal?

　I called out to the darkness.

'Yulisha the Great was defeated. I am his successor, the new Demon King. My name is Fried.

　I held up my right hand for them to see.
　A demon king crest appeared on the back of my hand.

''Oh, it's the Demon King!''
My Lord Freed!

　A joyful voice chanted.

　About twenty demonic tribes emerged from the darkness.
　The skeletal type, the indeterminate ghostly figures, the zombie type.......all of them were undead type demons.

　Many of them were also wounded.

　The undead would not die from physical damage.
　But if their cores were shattered or if they were attacked by a holy attribute or purification system, they were vulnerable.

''Stella, how do I treat the wounded?''

　I've heard that undead, when subjected to a recovery spell, take damage in reverse.

'In the case of the undead, I think the fastest way to deal with them is to give them the energy source, the dark magic, directly.
Oh, I see...

　I concentrated and increased my magic.

'Those of you who are wounded, use this to replenish your wounds.

　And then it emitted a light like a black pea grain.

　It was a condensed form of dark magic.
　It's a kind of nourishment for them. ,.

Oh....

　When the undead received it, they all shouted with joy.

''Power........overflows.......!
This magic it's thick, it's rich and it's delicious.
It's exquisite ... it's exquisite ...

　Is that right?
　I'm not sure what the undead feel like.

''Thank you, Demon King,''

　The undead who seemed to have recovered bowed their heads in unison.

''As expected of a demon king!
"Sasmao!　That's great!
"Sasmao!　That's great!

　........do you guys do this too, Sasumao call.

　Is it possible that this has been popular in the demon world for some time now?