The Devil Who Grants Wishes

100 – Wizards (4)

[All of your claims are delusions.]

I remember.

The days when I was humiliated.

It was the time when everyone laughed at me when they saw me standing on the podium and when they saw me being scolded by the professor.

[In the vast majority of cases, the quality and quantity of magical power is inherited only along lineage, and those who do not have good bloodline do not receive good quality magical power. To put it conclusively, it means that only inferior seeds come from inferior seeds.]

[Ha, but… the mages who become the founders of the family don’t do that! There are no wizards in either the father’s or mother’s line, but he has become an incredibly great wizard!]

[Yes, I admit it.]

[Then why-]

[This is because the number of such wizards is only an exception of less than 0.01%, and the talents of such progenitors were already determined at birth. It is just a delusion that an unqualified person can become an outstanding magician only through training.]

Was it from then?

When you become immersed in research like crazy.

From the moment I faced the ridicule of other students and the professor’s insults, I was greatly damaged somewhere.

Since I was basically gifted with magic, I wasn’t ignored that much, and I was able to maintain good relations with everyone after that, but that didn’t matter anyway.

I just didn’t want to believe anything the professor was saying. I couldn’t believe it.

I have endlessly explored magic, hoping that my claim is correct, and continued to dig into the endless abyss of magic.

And the conclusion he made was… hopeless.

[Nonsense…]

Because the professor was right.

Everyone’s destiny and limits were already set from birth, no, from the moment they were fertilized in their mother’s womb, from the moment they turned from a simple compound into a living being.

The more I explore magic to the limit, and the more knowledge I accumulate, the more I, who conquered the peak of stupidity, fell into the bottomless abyss of truth.

In order to escape from the absolute fact that has already been established, he even conquered the Mage Tower and created an accumulation of mana. But all of that was to no avail.

Only pure magic could not break the wall of fate.

Why isn’t there such a thing?

A fool thinks he is smart because he knows nothing and therefore does not know what he does not know, but a smart man thinks he is stupid because he knows so much and knows what he does not know.

I’m just like that.

But… I didn’t give up though.

No, it would be more correct to say that I couldn’t give up.

Because I found a way to break that destiny.

[…strange.]

[What do you mean?]

[The fate engraved on this person is not like this. It’s just a statue of a serf who will end up plowing the field forever, but this level of strength…?]

[Yes…? No, isn’t it natural that he sold his soul to the devil and became a devil?]

Devil.

The key to escaping the limits of destiny.

The first being to use magic that goes against the laws of nature.

The moment I accidentally discovered a serf from a nearby village who had become a demon, my life changed completely.

In the meantime, I had been confined to my desk and only researched magic, so I forgot the basic common sense of demonization. Is the phrase “it is darkest under the candlelight” used in such a situation?

The more I studied about demons, the more I felt as if my eyes, which I hadn’t been able to open all my life, were being opened.

[Devils are obviously creatures with will, but they are not creatures made of physical matter. If so, can it be said that demons are born when they are created?]

[There are many things that are the main axis of the devil, but the most important thing is the bad feelings of the intelligent beings. If these evil feelings are used as materials to make a devil’s core magic stone, since the devil doesn’t have a body… can this state be regarded as a devil…?]

[The mechanism by which emotions gather to create demons is similar to Shin Wi in a way. Then… Shinwi is fundamentally no different from a demon…?]

[Shinwi is a concept that is free from the laws and destiny of the present world. But… Contrary to his name, he can’t really be called a god. To put it bluntly, he’s just… a manager who manages the order of the world? Serapia, the god of light, Belial, the god of demons, and Gaia, the god of life?]

[If so, if so-]

“—-Where is the truth, the true God who appointed the administrators.”

“aaa!!!!”

The demon’s desperate scream pierces Elias’ ears, and the aftermath emanating from the demon makes Elias’ long sky-blue hair flutter.

If someone with a weak heart hears that sound, it will instantly break their heart and cause their mind to collapse, but Elias does not show any particular reaction to the scream.

Because I’ve already heard a lot of screams like this.

Elias’ mind couldn’t be distracted by mere screams like this.

“In the world, why in the world—!!”

“Doesn’t your kind harass the intelligent beings for no reason? The reason is troublesome to explain, so think about it roughly similarly.”

Elias, who accepts the eyes of the devil with hatred and the eyes of the devil who cast curses, with a simple laugh, goes into the next process.

The process of extracting the blueprints of God from the existence of the devil, the imitation of Shinwi, the imitation of God.

As it was copied twice, there will be a very big difference from the original, but to Elias, that doesn’t matter at all.

If there is such a difference, you can increase the parameter.

All you have to do is to rip the blueprints out of countless demons, and then find out what the blueprints have in common.

And if those commonalities are connected and weaved together, Elias can get what he wants.

“What about your blueprint? I hope the di-311 sector is as I expected.”

Elias, who disassembles the whole demon and rips out the blueprints, thinks.

If you find the true God, you can always change your destiny.

Pajijijik-!

“ㄲ… LeLi…”

The devil can’t scream anymore.

No, the devil’s condition is not perfect right now to the extent that he can scream.

Not a living being, but just an evil feeling, mana, and an unknown demon that reverts to demonic energy. Looking at the dark magenta eyes looking at itself, and looking at the sky blue hair blowing in the storm, its existence is obliterated.

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The reason Elias helped the warrior in the original Noah is just pure curiosity.

It was the first time he had seen the blessings of a goddess, and he had the power of a demon, so it was to study it.

If the original story is followed as it is, Elias will surely be looking for a true god who is not bound by divine powers.

The problem is… the timing isn’t great.

‘…Can I go now?’

In the original work, getting help from Elias to process the Divinity is purely coincidental.

Of course, the production crew, including me, forcibly matched coincidences with coincidences to make Elias an ally, but he has a very eccentric and self-righteous personality that would not be strange even if he appeared as an enemy.

In order to make Elias an ally, it must be exquisitely woven into the crisis of the Mage Tower, but it is clear that the crisis will not occur until two years have passed due to the flow of the story.

In other words, with safe bread, you have to wait until that two years… but it’s too long.

Although the sense of time has become very dull since entering Faust’s body, two years are still two years.

Even so, if he just rushed in and asked for his reputation to be processed, Elias’ reaction would be divided into two.

Either he eats up his prestige and jumps out, or he never helps even if he does everything he can.

‘Money can never convince you. That’s why it’s too much power.’

Elias’ personality is so eccentric that he would rather commit suicide if I pressed him with force.

No, I can’t even be sure of pressing it down with force.

Elias in the original work is a representative NPC who is friendly to the hero, and he directly helped the hero during all kinds of raid boss battles.

There is Belial as a representative, and Elias’ ability is threatening enough, as the plan was to directly help Seraphia, which comes right before Faust.

I need something… I need something.

“Dad, look at this!!”

“Faust, come quickly. What are you doing there?”

The moment I was immersed in my thoughts, Lucia and Iris, who were out in front of me, urged me on. Lucia is holding cotton candy in her hand, and Iris is holding a chocolate bar.

It’s like being in an amusement park…

Well, in a way, isn’t that wrong?

Because each area is so different, everything in Aylyu Festival, where magic and modern scenery are harmonized, must look strange to Lucia and Iris.

Shall we think about troublesome things later and decide to play together now?