
“Var-var.”
“...... Sechste yes.”
Varvatos turned his gaze to Sechste who had come beside him a while ago.
“Nothing to worry about. That might be the normal reaction that humanity will have against us.”
"……Maybe."
Borkio did not attach any honorary title to Varvatos until the end.
The race called Metallio, probably because they value sincerity, they basically do not use honorary titles.
That being said, if the other party was the king of a country, they would at least add “Tuan”. However, even to the end, Borkio did not attach”Tuan” when talking to Varvatos.
This was proof that he was careful with Varvatos being the “King of Demon”.
In reality, for Borkio who has been attacked by Alva, Varvatos may not be seen as a friend.
Rather, it is not strange to think that they are deliberately persuaded.
“Alva .... huh.”.
If I could figure out their whereabouts, I could destroy them.
This was something he understood after facing them a few times but, Alva had no intention of obeying Varvatos.
They looked like Monsters, but somehow they lived while being based on different logic from Monsters.
However, such a thing, even among Monsters, was something only Varvatos, who was a Demon King, understood.
“Yeah, Alva or whatever it is, because I've never seen it, I can't say anything other than that.”
"But what?"
“For now, it's about the Metalio. What do you want to do?"
"……How is it?"
When Varvatos revealed a question mark, Sechste whispered with an unusually serious expression.
“The longer they live, the more information we will leak. Whatever they do, it will have a huge effect on the Zadark Kingdom. You understand that, right?”
The longer they stayed here, then the information provided to Borkio and the others about the Black Continent.
It would be fine if the Borkio group abandoned their good prejudices towards the Monsters during that time, but if not, then they would be a dangerous existence to send back alive.
…… No, even if they had good intentions towards Monsters, it did not mean that it would be the collective opinion of all of humanity.
“...... Sechste.”
“Aiyo, what is it?”
“How is the probability of entering into a friendship agreement with the Kingdom of Cylus?”
“If we go with what we have seen about the man named Borkio, let's see ...... I would say that attacking them and enslaving them would have a much higher chance of success.”
"I understand."
Hearing Sechste's undeniable answer, Varvatos sighed.
Is it really impossible ... is what he asks himself.
“...... First, let's wait and see. There was a time in the past where Metalio brought blacksmiths to the Black Continent ...... If we consider that help, then.”
“It was also Metalio who helped in destroying Gramfia though ”.
"……That's it."
Sechste lightly shrugged, and chuckled.
“Well, Var-var, doesn't mean I don't understand your thoughts. If they were killed then that would be the end, but if they were left alive, then I think the way to use them would be visible. That's why it's right to let them live.”
"……Yes.Yes."
Sechste shrugged again at Varvatos' reply, but he then immediately narrowed his eyes.
“But, I want to know. Honestly, no matter how we deal with them, a scene where I could have peace of mind would not appear.”
Sechste muttered that in a slow voice so that only Varvatos could hear him.
"There's something weird. I feel uncomfortable coming from somewhere. Hey, Var-var. Weird, no. Why did Alva appear? Why did Metallio reach this place? There are limits even to chance. Isn't that right?”
“...... What do you want to say.”
“Var-var, even you understand, right? That's why you have no choice but to prepare a person like Dreigo.”
Hearing those words, Varvatos replied in silence.
Dreigos.
He was a Western General who ruled over the military affairs of the Zadark Kingdom, and a true Hero.
An existence that would have been impossible without Varvatos has been created. It's for the opposition.
“Hero will appear in the world without fail. Thinking like that, I can understand everything.”
Sechste hit his fist on Varvatos' chest.
“Most likely, the world will become more chaotic from now on. It would be a careless mess, and a Hero would appear. In order for anything and everything to end happily ever after, Heroes will come.”
Sechste grabbed Varvatos' chest, pulled him towards himself, and looked into his eyes.
“I'm not going to let you say that you're not paying attention. No, rather, you've already noticed, haven't you? Var-var, that's why you created me.”
Sechste's gaze would not allow Varvatos to turn his face away.
However, Varvatos also had no intention of shifting his gaze.
“Var-var, my Demon King. What do you want me to do? What do you want? Say”
Varvatos smiled faintly, and whispered to Sechste whom he did not reveal to either Eina or Zweita.
“I want to walk. How to meet the person watching us and laugh in a pitch-black room.”
In a place that isn't here.
In a place that is not now.
In a place where there is no place.
Someone, laughing as if they had gone mad.