The Devil Who Grants Wishes

178 – Shard of Power (7)

[I didn’t know the tree was this high when I was just looking down from above, but seeing it with my own eyes like this, it’s pretty—-]

Noisy. What are you talking about so much?

And, did you see it with your own two eyes? You’re just watching what I’m looking at, but what’s in person? Directly.

“Dad, are you okay…?”

I was frowning at Serapia’s thoughts that were fucking inside me, but Lucia saw it and called me with a worried expression.

It won’t be a crowd.

In Lucia’s opinion, I am a monster that can handle everything, but Serapia has repeatedly blocked the way of me, that monster.

No matter how beaten and killed by me, aren’t all fights just face-to-face? If Serafia had run away, she probably still wouldn’t have caught it.

“…Okay, don’t worry. It’s just one more uninvited guest.”

I carefully place my hand on Lucia’s head, who is worried about me, and stroke it.

As I just said, there are quite a lot of uninvited guests in my body anyway.

Starting from Stella’s thoughts obtained from the abandoned church in Eilyuje, Noah’s thoughts created by killing Noah, and even Serapia’s thoughts just obtained. It’s not a thought that can be easily seen anywhere, but there are a lot of giants who have conquered the world.

…Come to think of it, they’re all bastards who have had the power of light at least once. If it’s the thought of an existence that holds such things, I’m sure I can go against the demonic energy that fills my body and exist.

“Couldn’t you… handle it?”

Irene, who had kept her mouth shut until now and couldn’t get into the warrior’s party and only wandered around, said with a frown.

For Irene, Serapia is an existence that has had a bad relationship with her life for a long time, and it must be quite annoying as the thought of such an existence has suddenly infiltrated my body. My health will also be a concern.

“It must be difficult, unless it’s a half-hearted thought, but if it’s an existence that has achieved achievements enough to leave a mark on the world, the world guarantees the existence of that thought. The possessor of the Divinity of Light is naturally included in that achievement.”

Roughly speaking, this thought does not exist alone. In order to get rid of the thoughts, I have to approach the world that creates and maintains the existence of these thoughts, be it a system or something, by some means. Isn’t I doing it now?

It is possible to approach another me and ask to get rid of it… but it can create an unexpected variable for another me who is resisting the system’s enforcement of the contract. More than anything, I’m the same anyway, but my pride hurts.

“…I see. I’ll have to make thorough preparations so that the thought doesn’t do anything strange.”

“I don’t think I can do anything… but there’s nothing wrong with being prepared.”

Contrary to Irene’s worries, Serapia’s thoughts won’t pose any threat to me. If a thought could threaten me in the first place, it would have done it while I was alive.

Above all, there are too many thoughts in my body.

[…Serapia, you don’t have an ego. Well, that would be better.]

[You’re out of your mind… Have you lost your dignity to this bitch?]

[Shinwi wanted that, but what to do with me!!]

Stella’s thoughts and Noah’s thoughts, which have found their ego because they have reached the level of the god of light, express their impressions while looking at the thoughts of Serapia, who has no self.

I don’t know if it’s Noah, but Stella’s thoughts are on my side, so if something is going to happen, he should be able to warn me, and Serapia’s thoughts are in a state similar to a robot that has no self and only acts based on the memories of its previous life, so I don’t have to be very wary. that’s it

If you’re going to be vigilant, you should be vigilant of Noah’s thoughts that have regained his self.

[You two are on good terms! Is this the couple?]

[what?]

[…what did you just say?]

Serafia’s thought, which has no self, relies on Cerapia’s memories and says “the couple having a fight” in correspondence with Stella and Noah. glaring at him as if to kill him.

…No, it’s noisy. Please stay calm in my image world.

[Dad, are you okay? Stay with me.]

[Don’t worry, Faust.]

[Everyone, be quiet. Faust-nim is noisy.]

[Hey, as time goes by, it keeps increasing…]

And that’s not all. Those connected to me through emotional sharing can also access my mental world.

When I get a little tired of the loud chatter of the gods of light, Lucia, Iris, Celestine, and Irine come into my head and talk here and there. while worrying about me

No, if you’re going to worry about me, please get out of my head!!

……….

“Kang, kang… Kaaeng…”

Cerberus, who has returned to his original state with plenty of my demonic spirit, is now playing tricks in front of Lucia while transformed into a puppy, and Nero on Lucia’s lap glares at Cerberus with eyes as if he is looking at a new competitor.

He’s confident that Lucia will like his real self more than his fake transformation, but he can’t help but be wary of a new pet that will steal his attention while he’s here.

“Umm… It looks better. What is the one from just now… should I say disgusting?”

“Yeah, that’s right. The original appearance is uh… so disgusting that I can’t even talk.”

“Certainly, if that’s the reference point, then this must be the crystallization of incomparable cuteness.”

Lucia, Iris, and Lena look at Cerberus, who has transformed into a puppy, and each recite their feelings.

As everyone said, the original form of Cerberus after removing the influence of the Goddess of Light was quite disgusting. Since it was made by weaving corpses and even putting demonic energy into it at a tremendous concentration, it could be said that its appearance embodied fear.

It is similar to the centipede-headed demon beast that was played in the great forest in the past.

Its skin is made of the rotting corpses of demons, angels, monsters, and beasts, and its eyes are filled with an infinite void. Of course, it is natural that the figure transformed into a puppy is cute rather than this, and it is not burdensome to look at.

“Why, the previous one was a little nice to look at. It looks ugly, but it looks cool in its own way.”

At that moment, Celestine comes to a different conclusion than the other three.

…ok?

What’s a joke… No, it’s not a joke, is it serious?

Uh… well… Well, everyone’s taste is different.

“What? Celestine, are you… serious?”

“What? Cool?”

“I didn’t see it that way… I heard there’s a screw missing somewhere.”

Upon hearing Celestine’s answer, Lucia, Iris, and Lena are understandably astonished.

Celestine’s answer was enough to shock everyone, as even Lucia, who had been with demons since childhood, would frown at Cerberus’ real face.

Celestine responds naturally to everyone’s reaction and once again says that her opinion is firm, and the other three, who heard that, tilt their heads and fall into the labyrinth of doubt.

He wanted to see Cerberus’ true face once again, while thinking that he might have misunderstood.

“…Anyway, let’s figure out how strong everyone has become, then take a break. You have to wake up tomorrow and start training.”

If I don’t stop them in the middle, it doesn’t look like the conversation will ever end until the sun goes down, so I rush in and stop everyone.

Oh, seeing as they get immersed in a strange topic when they come up, even though they are all so strong and their way of thinking is strange, it is true that there are girls who act appropriately for their age.

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“How strong have you become… La.”

Entering the house summoned by Faust out of thin air, Lucia returns to her room and examines herself.

There are no notable changes.

Of course, this is not Lucia’s true form of a devil, but a transformed human form, so even if there is any change, it will not be revealed, but even taking that into account, there is no noticeable change.

For example, the magic and mana flowing through Lucia’s body.

Because the race has become a demon, Lucia has a characteristic that the stronger she becomes, the stronger that strength is directly reflected in the demon. In other words, if Lucia became stronger, Magi should have changed in response to it, but the Magi that flows through Lucia’s body does not change.

In other words, when you look at it generally, Lucia hasn’t gotten stronger.

“But it’s true that I’ve become stronger…?”

However, unlike Margie, Lucia’s instincts are certain that she has become stronger. Like this, just condensing mana on top of your hand isn’t it completely different from before?

In other words, from Lucia’s conclusion, it can be seen that the present Lucia has become less of a devil. Because they are still closer to humans than devils, even if they become stronger, they are not immediately reflected in demonic energy.

“Should I continue to receive my father’s essence into my body like Flora? Or should I rather swallow the demonic sphere that absorbed my father’s demon energy? Hmmm…”

Lucia ponders over not being the same species as her father, thinks of all sorts of ways to solve that problem, and soon falls asleep, probably exhausted from the battle between Glacies and Cerberus during the day.