Thousands of years ago, the demon king and the goddess would always debate over the issue of magic, and their discussion was often accompanied by actual discussion, and their fight became one of the few pleasures in the ordinary life of the gods, so whenever the two of them started to argue over a trivial matter, the gods would gather around and watch them with interest, and even occasionally try it themselves.

The Demon King likes to start with practical problems, and as long as he can solve the situation that needs to be dealt with, he will not hesitate to use his magic with a large amount of money. However, the goddess prefers to study the techniques of using magic, and she believes that every bit of magic should be arranged in the most reasonable way, so that she can fight for a long time and also improve her abilities.

They often win and lose evenly. The Demon King's massive attack as soon as he comes up will make it difficult for the gods who are best at defense to parry, but as long as they can cope with the initial firepower, in a small gap where the Demon King's magic power has not been fully recovered, the goddess can destroy the Demon King's defense little by little with her sufficient magic power.

It was in this almost once-a-day encounter that both the demon king and the goddess began to like to combine different types of magic to fight. The Demon King believed that this would increase the power of magic, while the Goddess believed that it would allow for a smaller effort to achieve the original purpose. Two different points of view resulting from an essentially identical outcome led to a long battle between the two gods once again, but ...... Those battles that are always pleasant, and even enhance their feelings, are warm battles.

Valuto sighed softly, letting his thoughts move back a little from his memory.

Symbolizing the beginning of the war, the goddess's attack on the Demon King is like the current attack of the Rossos organization, cold, ruthless, and meaningless, just for the sake of destruction and killing.

But this is not true, even if the goddess was not appointed by the creator god to rule over any of the realms, she was revered as a symbol of life and love. The Demon King was the one who was supposed to be disciplined and dressed in blackface - of course, he wasn't called the Demon King at that time.

The magic circle was originally a magical transformation that the goddess and the demon king discussed and tried in their spare time, and before the goddess started the war, they had just completed a stable magic array system, and they were planning to apply it everywhere. The original purpose of their magic circle was to keep the magic elements in one place for a long time, as some kind of "tool" to help the gods or humans live.

But how sad it was that its first practical application a thousand years ago was used by the goddess to attack humans.

Some of the goddess's people were able to learn advanced magic because of the records left by the goddess, and they were even able to accept the inheritance of the magic array. However, not long after the establishment of the Demon King Continent, the Demon King fell into a deep sleep to heal the damage he had suffered, and as the only remaining person who knew the principle of the magic array, he himself was trapped in that ruin by Roseos, and he could not see the light of day until now.

The magic inheritance in the Demon King Continent has been lost too much, and even the nobles who have the most mastery can only simply use a single line of magic, and even need to be attached to weapons to be able to exert enough power. As the backbone of the Demon King Continent, the nobles must learn more abilities and obtain more inheritances in order to protect the Demon King's people in the expected wars in the future.

Valuto carefully observed the future pillars of the nobles who had begun to experiment with magic together. He didn't realize his best friend's intentions until just now.

As a newly awakened leader, the Demon King needs to grasp the information he has missed in the past thousand years as soon as possible, and correct the unreasonable existence on the Demon King Continent. And most importantly, the Demon King has learned what that black wing is, and is aware of the sad mistakes that have been made for thousands of years. He needs to make amends.

So the Demon King didn't have enough time to educate his nobles to change the system they had maintained for thousands of years, and it would be a turning point to let the most receptive young people out to practice. The Grim Reaper, who has enough knowledge, will be able to teach them theories, and the sons of the Demon King, who have enough magical powers, will be able to save their names and magical abilities in time if they make a mistake, so that they will not hurt their souls.

If he didn't guess wrong, the Demon King would let these young people enter the Goddess Continent as a pioneer to investigate the situation. Figilio had already figured out a way to break a small gap in the enchantment some time ago, and that method wouldn't be available to full gods. Since they have to take on this responsibility, it is an essential process to sharpen themselves.

Valuto looked back at the three women who carried the fragments of his soul. The fragments of their souls were tiny, so small that they would not affect their own souls, nor would they bring any regrets to the integrity of their souls. The tiny fragments that he had scattered at that time had recovered little by little in the past thousand years, and those fragments had been contaminated with too much human breath and coexisted harmoniously with their souls, so he chose to let those fragments stay in their bodies in peace, providing them with a little help.

They would have an easier time mastering those particular abilities than before, and although he seemed to have forgotten to tell them, they seemed to have become comfortable with using their abilities, and he probably didn't need to tell them again. And while he was in a daze, these young humans had already negotiated a result.

"According to Rossos' attacking routine so far, they can't do a continuous high-intensity attack. Maybe they're consuming more mana than they can teleport, or maybe they're not recovering enough mana. Either way, we'll have a gap to escape. ”

"It's not impossible to leave under attack, but it's still too risky." Leti added to Ranohda's claim, "And that would be unnecessary attrition, which is not a very wise decision given that we don't have enough supplies." ”

"Rossos doesn't seem to be good at long-range attacks, at least none of their attacks until the moment were accurate enough to hit us accurately." Wokan shrugged, "I don't know why they didn't catch up on their own...... It's a good thing for us anyway, and we don't have to pursue it too much. ”

"When this round of attacks is over, we'll get into action." "The earth will be our shield, the wind will lighten our steps, and the flames limited by the water will be able to remove obstacles in our path without causing irretrievable effects." Although this kind of cooperation is still too simple, we believe that now is not the time to proudly show how high our level of understanding is. ”

Valutto's silver-white eyes were filled with a smile of relief, they were excellent people, and he had no doubt about it.

The journey before they found the Intelligence Service was an acceptable and expected thrilling experience, and although the experience was too much for the girls to bear, they gritted their teeth and persevered in order not to hold back.

After three days, they found their destination in a large town. The moment they stepped through the gates, Roses' pursuit vanished without a trace.

"This town has the defense of Avos." Valuto looked thoughtfully at the top of the town's buildings, "Or rather, because of Avos's intelligence service, there are enough defenses here. Either way, that's a good thing. ”

They didn't delay any longer, and found the intelligence team that belonged only to the Demon King Avos according to the marks they had in their possession. Once they entered the base where the Intelligence Service was located, they were relieved and began to accept the signs of complaints from excessive fatigue.

"We're going to report back to them about this time." Letty said to Rosette, "You guys rest in your room for a while. ”

Rosette nodded, and stayed with her two other friends in the accommodation provided by the Intelligence Service to await their return. It's not that they don't want to pack themselves, but it's better for them to stay in a state where they can leave at any time until they get exactly permission to stay here for a while.

Luckily, the people of the Intelligence Division valued the information they provided, or the identities of the three noble young masters and the Grim Reaper, and they sincerely invited them to stay at the base, and provided them with accommodation comparable to those of the Capital Hotel. After reorganizing themselves from head to toe, the people collapsed themselves in the room and refused to leave the place anytime soon.

"I was surprised." "I always thought that the hardware conditions in this kind of place would not be particularly good. ”

Biancole curled up on her side, looking lethargic. Rosette sat in an armchair beside the bed, waiting with Letty for the doctor to check on her pregnancy.

"After all, if you send people outside to guard for a long time, the Demon King will not treat his subordinates harshly." Wokan tucked himself into his chair without a figure, "Oh! No one would ever try to get me up again, unless I could be left alone with Ranoda in a room, and I would be able to move my body a hundred times more energetically. ”

Lanoda didn't bother to give him even a roll of the eye. Kilde scoffed at Wokan's words, and then he walked over to the bedside, crouched down and ruffled Bianco's hair.

"Sleepy?"

The dark-haired girl replied softly, but she opened her eyes to look at Kyild.

"When is the doctor coming?" She asked, "Will the injuries on the young master's body and Rossy's baby be okay?" ”

Kyild rubbed her hair and smiled at her.

"It's fine." He said gently, "The doctor has to have a while, you can get some sleep first." ”

Biancole sat up with a shake of her head, as if she wanted to wait until the doctor had examined them before falling asleep. She held Kyird's hand, but her eyelids still drooped. Bianko's success in the past few days is also indispensable, as she can always hear and warn attacks before they start. This process is so exhausting that the girl needs a good night's sleep to recuperate.

Kryde sat down beside Bianko, letting the maiden lean on his shoulder, lest she fall to the ground from suddenly losing consciousness.