Orrels is a man who has put the knowledge of many magic classics into practical use and can use the magic power of an ordinary first-class magician to wield demon-level power. He has a track record of being hunted by the entire Western magic camp and defeating all enemies with his strength. .
Like most magicians, Orrels aimed to become a demon god. However, just when he was about to sublimate into a demon god through a special ceremony, he was arrested because he had to save an injured kitten and was busy looking for an animal hospital on the street. His mortal enemy Othinus intercepted the opportunity. Through the ritual act of "gouging out one eye with his own hands and offering it to the Fountain of Mimir", Othinus sublimated his mortal body into a demon god.
Originally, the demon god could not appear in the real world in its true form. It was said that it was too powerful and would explode the real world, so it needed to live in a special space called the "hidden world". But due to an unknown reason, Othinus can act at will in this world; at the same time, due to another unknown reason, Othinus' power is not under his control. Every time he uses it, it is like rolling a dice. In order to make something that can make him With the smooth use of her powerful spiritual equipment, she formed a "troublemaker" organization to cause trouble in various places.
In fact, Orrels has figured it out and let go of his obsession with becoming a demon god. However, "a demon god has been active in the world for a long time" is an abnormal thing, let alone forming a strange organization to carry out activities. In order to prevent his past efforts from being misused by Othinus, Orelus and his companion Sylvia followed the traces of the "Troublemakers" organization and came to the Academy Kingdom.
"——This is the situation. If you are worried that I have ulterior motives, you can get rid of me and Othinus together. I will not complain." Orrels said the most passionate words with a gloomy expression and a calm tone. words.
"Honestly, I really want to make an in-depth assessment, and I don't want to make a judgment based on your words alone." Feiton shook his head. Sometimes his soul perception ability is very annoying. He thinks that the other person is a good person without any basis. Not rigorously, “but before that, I have a bunch of common sense questions to check out.”
Orrels and Sylvia were not surprised. According to the intelligence, Feton and his companions had obvious characteristics of 'outsiders', completely different from those archangels and archdevils who knew everything as soon as they were summoned. .
Feiton rubbed his temples and said: "Let's start with the 'relationship between the world and the devil'. I don't understand phase superposition at all. I'll try to translate it in my own way first:
This world is a factory. The God of Creation set up the position of 'administrator' and left a way to get the job. Magicians can manage the world after being appointed as 'administrator' through any method. Your world today is The result of joint management by administrators.
Administrators have equal status. If there is a conflict in their management of the world, and one wants something and the other wants something west, then there will be an internal fight to decide who listens.
Administrators have a dedicated office and cannot live with those under management. The idea of exploding the factory is just a rumor, but white-collar workers forcing themselves to join the blue-collar class will only affect the normal production of blue-collar workers. Therefore, white-collar workers generally have to Only after taking off the uniform can one return to the basic level.
As for Othinus, maybe he didn't move properly when he went to the office and accidentally rolled down the stairs, so he was able to wander around on the ground floor wearing the administrator's uniform? "
"What kind of description is this that is close to life!!!" Sylvia complained subconsciously.
Orrells did not stick to the local way of interpretation and nodded: "It makes sense, so that's fine."
Feiton shook his head and said: "Are you sure? According to me, the power of the demon gods is reflected in the 'administrator authority', which can easily call upon the power of the world, not how powerful their own power is."
"...Is there any difference between the two?" Orrells asked doubtfully.
"No, the premise is that it is limited to this world." Feiton smiled.
"!?" Orrels's eyes suddenly widened.
If it were a week ago, he would have regarded this as a fantasy, but if the devil from another world said this, he had to think about a problem - the magic he learned from the magic classics passed down by the ancients, how can Can it still be used in another world?
Feiton pointed at Orrels and said: "One of the evidences is that you are a bad magician."
Sylvia said coldly: "I need to explain that this man is strong enough to fight against the devil."
"He just said that he was busy looking for an animal hospital on the street in order to save the injured kitten, and that's why he cut off Othinus's chance to become the devil, didn't he?" Feton said angrily, "That's not it. It means that a guy who doesn't know healing magic, doesn't know time back and time stasis, doesn't know teleportation, doesn't interfere with the law of cause and effect, doesn't know super-speed movement, doesn't know wide-area perception, he only needs to rely on a special ritual. Can you become the demon god who rules the world?"
Sylvia explained: "Orelles only specializes in offensive magic."
"Well, standing output magicians are indeed quite common." Feiton spread his hands, looking helpless, as if Sylvia was just making trouble unreasonably, "Evidence two, Othinus only needs to dig up a The eyes become demons.”
Orrels could only correct him: "That requires specific magic knowledge, and the conditions are difficult to replicate. It's not like just someone can become a demon by gouging out his eyes."
Otherwise, he would have gouged out his eyes and become a demon with Othinus.
"That's not the point. I mean that the threshold of her ritual was too low to allow her to grow. Her power was given to her from outside." When Feiton first gained power, he wandered around the gate of hell for a long time and lost a lot of blood. Knowing how much blood is needed is a necessary step for 'growth'.
Feiton's eyes drifted into the distance: "Well, originally I heard that the demon gods in this world are 'magicians who have stepped into the realm of gods.' I once thought that their research on magic has reached its peak, and they have understood the origin of the law, and even touched [ Aksha Records]...A magician like that is the devil no matter which world he goes to."
By the way, the transvestite maid who joins the team in the future is such a magician.
"...It makes people look forward to it."
"Ahem, that has nothing to do with now."
Orrels and Sylvia had completely different attitudes.
"Okay, you don't seem to have strong refutation evidence, so I'll just interpret it this way." Feton twisted his neck, "Speaking of which, I don't expect you to be able to use magic to construct a three-dimensional image of Othinus. Is there a picture of her on it?”
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"...Is it that simple?" Looking at Feiton's leaving figure, the Orelians were still a little confused.
As the person who recommended Orrels seek help from Feton, Sylvia concealed the same emotion in her heart and tried her best to maintain a strategizing look: "Didn't I say that this can kill more than ten of us saints in one second? The monster that destroyed the group.”
Orrels hesitated and said: "But...why would he be willing to help? It's unconditional."
"Maybe it's because you are the same kind of people, right?" Sylvia replied.
"...Are you sure?" Orrels blinked in surprise.
He is a kind and affectionate person who adheres to the concept of "helping others when they are in danger. This is the basic law of the world." The best evidence is that he temporarily suspended the ritual of becoming a demon god for the sake of a cat.
But his justice is paranoid and strong. He is the type who will kill all the evil people and the millions of troops they lead in order to save a good person. He will not consider whether the soldiers know about it, whether they just don't want to lose their jobs, and their usual style. How to wait for the question, let alone evaluate whether the lives of millions of soldiers are more important than the life of a mere good man.
——Yes, just like what Feiton did yesterday.
"..." Sylvia had no intention of answering this question in depth, and said seriously, "Let's get down to business first."
"Same." Orrels turned around.
A beautiful one-eyed girl with wavy blond hair, about 13 years old, wearing a black leather jacket that is no different from a bikini, a big witch-style hat, and a wizard's cloak, with her arms raised high and her palms folded together. '' posture, nailed to the wall by a blood-red claw blade.
"Let's talk." Orrels did not attack immediately, "...what kind of world do you want to create, Othinus."
Some people died, but not completely...
