For You This World I'll Destroy

Oedellian Shadow (4)

I thought I'd seen a lot of surprises in this world, but hearing Danius's story soon proved me wrong. Legend has it that a fancy necklace will only manifest its beauty in the hands of one who will unite all the Daemons around the world, the Puella Dragonica. And just now I had humiliated that great figure.

“Qrista and Professor Oe kidnapped our Puella Dragonica as a child. They conducted various experiments on her, manipulating her memory and making her fall ill. All for the sake of sealing her powers as Puella Dragonica,” was obviously Danius who ventured to look at me,

“But it is because of the Blood of the Daughter that Quina's power has returned. He will be the key for us, the Daemons freed from human slavery.”

Hmm, so. Quina is not blood-soaked with Qrista. U-Ugh, as I expected, fate could not possibly give me such an easy path.

“So what does Sang Puella Dragonica want in Hilfheim city, hmm?” I was still teasing Quina with that delicious meat, amused himself to see her innocent response trying to reach for the meat.

“A-Anu, can Princess Noctis stop harassing our Leader?” pinta Danius who still prostrate with his followers.

“I spoke with your Leader, Danius,” I said, then I hung up my chin and sharpened my dagger lifting Quina's chin, “Depending on your answer, you can all still see tomorrow,”.

Gritting her jaw and looking at me hatefully, Quina hissed and said, “. We will liberate all Daemons in this city and start a revolution.”

The revolution? That sounds really fun. Scroll the group of Danius and judge them. Hmm, ten small but agile Usagi Daemons, three powerful Jaguar Daemons, a scandalous human and also a cat full of mysteries. Do they want to make a joke or revolution?

Our wishes are in line. If I help Puella Dragonica, I can block Mutter's plan. My help will also make this rebel group indebted to me. And seeing Quina reliably use Judgelight, I smelled the scent of money that we could put together.

But, since I'm greedy, of course I want to blackmail them.

“Formerly, I was the Princess of Amelia Sonata Noctis. Hmm, if I hand the Puella Dragonica over to the Queen, is it possible that she will accept me again?” muttered.

“Tch, once Noctis still Noctis,“

A tingly laugh I scratched my dagger fingers on Quina's pretty chin, “If I were you, I would take care of my mouth. With my power, I can destroy your plans. But on the other side, I can also be your strongest weapon.”

Quina looked at me suspiciously, “What are you planning, devil?”

“You said it yourself. A Noctis will always be a Noctis. We are crazy people who can do everything for our cause,” I said, who then released Quina from her rope noose,

“And you already know my destination.”

Quina stood up and rubbed her hand that was scratched by the dark roots. Still alert, he asked all his followers to stand up but prepared with their rifles.

“What can we give you so you want to help us, Moon Daemon?” quina asked despite looking disgusted to say it.

But, after I thought I was back. This flock has nothing for me. If Quina is not bloodless with Qrista, she's useless to me. Inevitably, they also had to buy various weapon compounds that only I knew the recipe. And blatantly destroying the city of hilfheim would only disrupt my plans to stop Mutter's madness.

Unless…

I smiled and shook my robe. I confidently extended my hand to Quina and said,

“Only one can you give me. Quina, be my best friend!”

Quina's eyes widened, as did her followers.I saw her smile confidently making the girl pat her forehead.

“A-Any once, I can't feel the evil titan behind the request. You really want to be friends with me? Why, what for?” ask Quina wonder.

“U-Uhh, because in books, friends, right, help each other when difficult?” answer honestly.

Quina clasped her arm. His eye brows furrowed, wrath and uneasiness dyed his face. Often he steals a look at me in his anxiety. From her doubts, I understand, Quina is very intelligent.she can see past my innocence.

If the two of us become friends, it means that not only will I help Quina, but she will also help Devils like me. And for one who will lead the entire Daemon, of course, the decision is very heavy. Because, what if I ask him to help me destroy this world?

But, right now, I am a lantern of hope for him. So how's Puella Dragonica? Now choose Quina! Will you continue to live the day as a human slave or sell your soul and all your people to me for a glimmer of hope in freedom?

Finally Quina replied, “I can't be your best friend, Devil. We will liberate the Daemons with our own power.”

The honesty shown from Quina's gaze was more painful than when she rejected me the first time. Of course, he would reject me. I'm the monster that killed his own mother? But, it's on my mind. Should I manipulate his memory with magic and make him submit to me?

Hahaha. Such thoughts are only implied in the mind of a demon.

I took my breath, “Okay,” I said briefly and immediately tidied my belongings into the spatial ring.

All the tails there immediately got out of the way as I passed them. A look of fear and horror as if shooting a dagger that was raining down on my back. Immediately I quickened my footsteps, went away from the herd.

While reuniting in the darkness, Nyghtingale came and hugged me from behind.

“Rejected and feared, the world increasingly cornered you in solitude. The emptiness they put in your heart until when do you ignore it?” whispered sweetly, “A world like that for what do you save?”

“Hey, may I join you in your party?” muttered.

I pulled out the dagger on my right waist and began to partake of the body that was still fresh. Surprisingly, the pungent smell was getting weaker. When my dress was filled with blood and maggots, I woke up.

“Qrista controlled space...Will he have a good idea?” my unknowingly muttering spread dark roots all over the corpses there.

The red butterflies escaped from my body. He darted to the ground and released a gigantic, purple-colored magic diagram. From it, the roots of darkness sprouted down all the corpses of the daemons there, they sucked blood ferociously and scattered the beautiful black roses. One by one the bodies stood up and looked at me.

“Life, Demon Queen..” they said.

Smiling blankly I reached out my hand to them, “Hey, do any of you want to be my best friend?”

My words opened the serpent's eyes from each of the black roses. Immediately the whole corpse prostrated itself before me, like a faithful puppet.

"Live, Demon Queen!" their screams shook the ground.

… That's great. I didn't think my strength would be this big. I laughed, realizing how deep I was, and used Necromancy to create a friend.

But, isn't this good?

Is not the cause of all disputes the failure of individual interpersonal relationships? If everyone submits to me like these undead, can I not create lasting peace and happiness? Can I not save this world?

I put my face together and grinned,

“Let's go.. Save the city of Hilfheim.”.

That night the Full Moon shone brightly in the sky. The sleepy Hilfheim soldiers were suddenly awakened by a stinging stench. As they aimed their torches behind the city walls, it was stunned that they found hundreds of undead had run up and climbed over the wall.

“Fire! Call the fire witch immediately!” a soldier shouted before a Wolf Daemon tore his neck apart.

The roots of darkness grew from that faint scar, raining down on his body. He stood up as black roses bloomed on his body.

“Life, Demon Queen,” murmured that made the whole army frightened.

As dusk devoured the sun's rays rapidly, black roses bloomed encircling the city of Hilfheim. Explosions were heard everywhere along with cries of people asking for forgiveness.  But one day the cry of suffering turned into a song of praise.

“Life, Demon Queen,” “Life, Demon Queen?” “Life Demon Queen!”

The Daemons who saw their masters one by one were killed, immediately used the opportunity to run. The watchtower, once a monstrous monument to Daemons, has now been destroyed by fire.

“You think you can beat me that easily, Moon? Aventus Crimson!” yelled Professor Oe who hurled fire swords at me, “I am the Magistrate of Oedellia! One of Pei Jin's high magicians, the Fire Lord's Orange Witch.”

Explosion after explosion destroyed my body, but quickly the dark roots reconstituted my body. I slowly walked over to Professor Oedellia who desperately cast her spell on me.

“For a long time not seeing Professor. How does it feel to meet a student you tricked and ruined his life?” I lowered my head respectfully, greeting my teacher.

“Asura blade!” shouted Prof. Oe slashed the giant fire sword splitting my body in two. But the roots of darkness soon reunited it as it was.

“Araa, is this your welcome to your former student? Well, you are a really great teacher,” I said who grinned showing my fangs, my,

”I'm curious, do husband and wife have the same taste?”

Finally, Professor Oedellia flew with the legs of her rocket, “Kukh! I don't think I have any other choice. Qrista... I'm sorry,” his screams call open his shirt and show the small sun core that became his heart.

The man chanted, “Fire of creation, fire of destruction united in my heart. Goddess Nyghtingale the Redeemer, show us. Earthbound wrath scorches the world.This is the ultimate magic of fire elements, Angkara— U-Uaakhh!”

Suddenly Professor Oe vomited blood and stopped his nose as a black root pierced his heart. Nyghtingale appeared in his darkness and smiled at me,

“Sorry, but right now, I just want to lend my power to my daughter,” she said stroking Prof's face. Oe was startled, before disappearing with smoke and sparks.

In disappointment, the man fell to the ground. From my shadow, grew dark roots that darted to greet the man and rained down on his body. Fiercely like a hungry hyena, the roots tore through his body and devoured it.

Red and orange butterflies emerged from my heart. They sat on my fingertips, like a couple who had been together for a long time. While admiring the beauty of the butterfly, a familiar scent was smelled approaching me.

Glancing at the direction of the scent, I smiled, “Arara, do you want to complete my Oedellia family buffet, Quina?”

Quina and her army immediately drew their weapons on me. The Puella Dragonica furiously said to me,

“Daemon Moon... I will never forgive you!”