Chapter 452 – The Creator and the Creature

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Kuaang! Roared Maxwell’s demon.

When I heard the sound, it felt like a cat’s cry, so it wasn’t that scary.

The size of his body he had grown so huge that the size of his voice his and the shockwaves that erupted from it were not something to be ignored.

Cleon, Amelia and Sasha too.

The shock of the roar frowned, and it was pushed back by itself.

“It seems that he is an opponent who can’t be careless.”

As Amelia puts her thoughtful expression on her and holds her own hammer in both of her hands, Sasha nods her head too.

“Cleon. You can’t go out too far like before.”

“I know. Even so, I don’t do that to the boss.”

For Cleon to say he knew, it seemed like he wanted to jump forward right now.

The wooden sword held with both hands – Caliburn was already wrapped in enough magical power.

Unable to erase their uneasiness, the two look away from Cleon and look at the demon standing in their way.

“I will make all of you into manure for this world!!”

As Maxwell’s demon shouts, it spreads its wings wide to the sides, but-

Compared to the body, the wings are not that big, so it doesn’t give a sense of intimidation.

Rather, the small wings clung to the body, giving a cute impression even when flapping around.

However-

In the next moment, several purple circles appeared in front of the cat demon’s gigantic body.

The circle gradually began to overlap several layers while drawing a complex and geometric pattern, and then the magic power was concentrated around the circle.

“This amount of magical power is extraordinary!”

When Amelia calls out, Sasha quickly fires her arrows at her magic circle her, but-

At the same time as Sasha’s arrow flies, the magic circles move rapidly and dizzyly, making it impossible to aim.

“Eh…!?”

It was shocking that the arrow missed, but when Amelia voiced her panic as if she had never seen her magic circle move in that way.

“At times like this, you just have to aim for the main body!”

As Cleon shouted those words, he rushed toward a simple and clear answer.

Immediately, ignoring the magic circle, he swung his wooden sword at the body of the giant demon in front of him.

However, the next moment, that gigantic body disappeared with a bewildering sound effect of ‘shook’-

Soon, it appeared from the back of the party.

“Everything, short-distance teleportation magic!?”

The moment when Cleon turned around and tried to adjust his posture his, embarrassed by the sight of him doing it with no chanting.

Amelia, Sasha, and Cleon had no choice but to quickly roll their bodies to the side.

Standing in front of a magic circle that was large enough to cover them all, even they would not have been able to withstand it.

And, Maxwell’s demon spreads its wings once again while shouting like this.

“Death Ray!”

When the name of the completed magic is shouted, a purple magic cannon with the same thickness as the large magic circle sweeps the space of the throne.

There was also the throne of the Demon King along the way, but I don’t know if some kind of defensive magic was spread on the throne itself, or if this was also done by Maxwell’s devil.

The beam spread only from the throne, protecting the humans sitting on the throne.

But- Cleon, Amelia, and Sasha come to think that if they hit something just now, there won’t be ashes.

Literally death ray.

If you touch it, there won’t even be a corpse left.

“…”

After the light faded, I could see the marbled ground literally dented as if it had been scraped by something huge.

No, maybe it wasn’t real marble like the rest of this world.

Maxwell’s devil shouts at the three people who kept their mouths shut while watching them.

“This is my strongest magic!Haha! You look frightened, humans! But even if you come and apologize or beg, it’s too late!”

Perhaps the three of them thought that they were overwhelmed by their magical powers, and the demons that were exalted and declared high, the three of them looked back and talked about it.

However, neither Sasha nor Amelia would give up after seeing such an enemy, so Sasha quickly took an arrow out of the quiver and put it on the string.

“Amelia! I will support you!”

“Yes!”

After a short conversation, Amelia forms a simple formation and runs straight toward the demon.

The huge hammer in her hand her swung at the demon with divine magic power.

However, as if to block her attack her, magical hands protruded from under the feet of the place where Maxwell’s demon was standing and rushed to grab Amelia.

“Wow…!”

The moment Amelia, unable to shake off all of them with her hammer, looked down at her own feet with the feeling that her ankles were being grabbed, since there were so many of them.

Whiik! Sasha’s arrow her, flying from her, pierces and annihilates the hand that her demon summoned that was in her way her.

On top of that, even her Cleon her came to Amelia’s side at some point and, as if to protect her her, she quickly swung her sword and tore her hands to shreds.

If the road to the devil opens thanks to the two of them-

Amelia, as it were, swung her own warhammer wide, slashing her demon belly (her bottom part her for her convenience her, though she could n’t tell where her belly her was her, as her whole body her was nothing short of a face). Hit-

Quadduk! And there was the sound of something breaking.

Haha!”

But what echoes is the devil’s laughter

Amelia and Sasha both looked at each other in disbelief when the hammer hit the devil’s body with the texture of a stuffed toy-

The hammer could not overcome the devil’s body and shattered it.

“Uh, why!?”

“Do you think you’ll tell me!”

If it was natural, he would spit out a natural sound, and when Maxwell’s demon shouted,

Her tiny wings reached out like whips and she tried to attack Amelia.

Sasha quickly fires an arrow at one of them and succeeds in changing her trajectory.

The remaining one dug in right in front of Amelia, aiming for her face her.

‘Ugh…!’

Somewhere – may have been careless.

Having said that to Cleon, he must have put his mind on the appearance of the enemy.

Still, Sasha, who had a career as an adventurer, or Cleon, who was not afraid of anyone, would not have been careless.

Amelia will have to accept this as a painful lesson, with her regret at having paid the price for her own stupidity, her inexperience her.

Just the moment I thought I had to somehow stop it from digging in at an unavoidable angle, without closing her eyes.

Something cut in from beside her, as if to hide Amelia’s unwilling eyes in her.

It was Cleon’s arm hers.

Chew! When he heard that, his blood spurted out from the back of the whip that struck his arm her and passed, as if Cleon’s cloth clothes her were inevitably lacking in defense.

“Cleon!?”

When a considerable amount of bleeding occurs, Cleon stretches his left arm and looks at Amelia.

“Are you okay, Amelia?”

When Cleon said that and looked back at Amelia, even though she had grown shorter, her wry smile and worry about herself were no different from Cleon in her adulthood.

“I-I’m fine thanks to Cleon… Not! That’s what I have to say! Are you okay Cleon!?”

Amelia tries to grab Cleon’s arm her to heal him, but Cleon stops it.

“Healing takes time, later. It’s okay. There’s nothing broken. It just looks like it’s bleeding a lot.”

“Cleon…”

Cleon said that as if to reassure Amelia.

And Sasha, too, her face darkened, though she continues to fire arrows at Maxwell’s demon.

As with Amelia’s attack, the moment it touches her body her, her arrow her shatters and disappears.

The devil looked at the party without making any attack, perhaps to show his composure his.

And, Cleon quietly looks at Maxwell’s devil.

Seeing Cleon like that, the devil laughed inwardly.

‘Okay okay… You look frightened. For you to listen to me like this If I make the castle attack from the beginning again-‘

The moment after I laughed because I was distracted by my thoughts, tatatat! If you think you heard the cheerful footsteps.

The devil confirmed that a shadow had fallen over his head and looked up at the sky with a dazed expression on his head.

There, Cleon holding a wooden sword was charging at the demon with the wooden sword held high.

“What, what!?”

The demon who saw that he was rightly lowering his eyebrows and charging at him.

Shall we intercept with the death ray even now?

No, the magic takes some time.

You don’t have to deal with it. The advantage is obviously this way.

This is a mirror world that he has eroded, and his role is a powerful watchman created to take out the warrior’s power before the demon king and the hero fight.

In addition, if you do not bring a specific item that exists in the Dungeon-Demon Castle, your physical strength will be restored indefinitely.

‘In addition to that! A certain amount of attack can negate the damage…! Whoops, a stupid human guy!’

Amelia’s hammer broke and Sasha’s arrows didn’t work because of that power.

Maxwell’s devil who can’t help laughing when he thinks of a cheeky human being who will be embarrassed.

‘Great. Let you taste helplessness and despair…!’

I’m sure if I was beaten with a wooden sword like that, it wouldn’t hurt at all.

Thinking so, rather spread their wings and show an attitude of trying to accept Cleon’s attack, and Amelia and Sasha both open their eyes wide and look at them.

And finally.

Cleon’s sword, which floated in the sky, landed a little above his eyebrows with his weight on it.

‘Look, I don’t even know-‘

Kwaji support! When the sound is heard, the wooden sword accurately rips the doll’s forehead and falls downward according to gravity.

“It hurts!”

Masses of swollen hairs burst through the rupture.

Cleon landed on the ground, picked up his wooden sword, pulled out the cotton, and spoke.

“You’re trying not to avoid it, so I thought there was something to believe in…”

As Cleon said that, what he took out of his pocket was a small crystal.

“That, that! A capture item! Why!? You must have skipped all the intermediate steps!”

That is, the crystal prepared in this castle to defeat himself.

But it was strange that Cleon had it.

This is because in order to obtain the crystal, they had to solve a vast puzzle that could not be completed in one day.

However, Cleon tapped the wooden sword on his shoulder his in a certain rhythm. He responds by patting his shoulder as if massaging it.

“I got it by intimidating some of your men before coming here. Unlike you, they don’t have any professionalism. If you scare them a little, they blow right away.”

As a result of showing the overwhelming difference in strength to the subordinates he met on the way, they were dedicated to Cleon.

“No. Were you too timid? If so, you resemble the Creator.”

Cleon never forgets provocation.

Then, Maxwell’s demon’s body starts to get smaller, perhaps as a result of the cotton falling out.

“No! No! The wound is not healing! The cotton is running out!”

Seeing him utter a despairing voice, Cleon speaks again.

“What do you want to do? If you want to continue beyond this, next time I will destroy the core part…”

At Cleon’s words, Maxwell’s demon covers his own eyes with his tail and wings, trying to somehow close the gap.

“I don’t… I don’t want to die… “

Amelia and Sasha were a little weak at that desolate appearance, but Cleon did not.

“Then it’s a deal. Tell me all the information about the regressors you know. Where they are gathered. What are the members like?

The moment Cleon says his name his, Maxwell’s demon is ‘hot’ and looks at Cleon with his eyes wide open.

What pops into his head is the memory of the last time he saw him.

‘Manufacturing a homunculus using the personality core that was dormant in the artifact… I tried to make it in a simple way, but this is below my expectations… Your ability is much lower than what is on record.’

His creator his, a voice in self-denial, a look of disappointment, and the act of picking himself up into a box in the corner with his hands as if he had lost interest.

‘In order to bring the Beast to the world, do you really need the power of powerful coordinates… You are not enough. It would have been nice if you had become a ‘devil’ to the extent of ‘Jin’.’

It was a name he knew through the knowledge he had instilled.

Jinn is a demonized spirit.

He is the one who grants any wish in exchange for a human soul.

However, he wasn’t like that, and rather, he wasn’t even a demon.

It’s just an old-fashioned homunculus created by Maxwell, the creator.

He said he did n’t need him, and he’s never seen his face since his.

It was just that, at some point, he was sold somewhere along with the artifacts he had collected.

Alas, I am truly an unnecessary being. Realized once again.

And there, he found Lewis’s mirror that leads to the mirror world, subdued the management mirror and took control of the mirror.

As an experiment, I swallowed a nearby human and granted his wish of his, but this was not enough.

If your powers are working properly and you can use them to simulate the world.

That Maxwell might one day need him again.

He has been thinking that he wants to help the being who made him…

“Aaaaa!”

In the next moment, Maxwell’s demon stretched out.

Thanks to this, his downy hair his falls out even more so that a shiny core can be seen between them.

However, if several layers of magic circles appear to wrap around the body—

Sasha, Cleon, and Amelia all open their eyes wide.

Because there seemed to be no escape.

“Uh, what should I do!?”

At Sasha’s panicked cry her, Cleon looked around her for a moment and then-

Soon, something caught my eye.

Right away. It is the throne on which the manager sits.

“Amelia! Sasha! Run behind the throne and hide! Cuddle up as much as you can and protect yourself!”

To Cleon’s cry, the two of them reacted with their bodies before their minds and hid behind the throne.

However, unlike those two, Cleon stands in front of the throne and confronts Maxwell’s devil.

“Mr. Cleon!”

When Sasha calls her Cleon’s name as if asking what she’s up to-Cleon turns to her and talks.

“Don’t worry, Sasha. I’m not doing anything reckless.”

“Chu, reckless enough!”

Amelia also helps Sasha to protect Cleon, but soon the magic is completed and she is about to be fired at the party.

Cleon grabbed Caliburn with both his hands and lunged forward as he crouched.

If you think that a crackling current has flowed, Cleon’s body and her twists.

“Death Ray!!”

Once again, when the light of death spreads out from all directions with the momentum to devour the entire demon castle-

Cleon, the throne too. And the space itself

It was burned by a huge magical light.

“Cleon!!!”

Just, Sasha and Amelia’s voices echoed inside.

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In the ruins of the collapsed castle, both Sasha and Amelia raised their bodies from behind the throne and looked around.

Did the demonic castle really suffer so much damage that it was shattered, and the ruins of the castle with smoke rising around it-

In the meantime, the throne and the man sitting there were fine.

“Hey, Cleon!?”

And, when they step out to confirm that Cleon is safe.

“Whoa…”

There, he saw Cleon holding Maxwell’s demon in his hand, preventing any more cotton from slipping out.

“Ugh…”

And, Maxwell’s demon, which had exhausted its mana to the limit, was held in Cleon’s hand as it slumped without saying a word any more.

Amelia and Sasha both let out a sigh of relief and run to Cleon.

There were traces of scorch all over Cleon’s body in her.

Just like when I hit the main gate of the castle before.

“Cleon, are you okay?”

“It’s okay, it’s okay. I avoided it by continuously using distortion between the gaps in his magic.

“Uh, the one that was slightly rubbed by that magic was a fatal wound!?”

Sasha raises her voice in bewilderment, but Cleon answers her as if he’s okay and looks down at the Maxwell’s demon in her hand.

“Hey. Can you talk yet?”

“Damn it… To be beaten by Maxwell’s enemies… I’m angry…!”

Looking at the guy who speaks quite fluently even though he is on the verge of dying, Cleon replies.

“… Didn’t he abandon you?”

“…How do you…”

When Maxwell’s demon says so, Cleon scratches his head.

“That’s the bad part of being a magic swordsman. Even if you don’t want to know about the opponent’s past, you get a little peek at it the moment your magic powers cross. Originally, you need an imprint… You seem a bit peculiar because you’re a homunculus.”

“…”

At Cleon’s words, Maxwell’s demon fell silent for a moment, then glared at him.

“Yes! As you said, I was abandoned by Master Maxwell! But, that’s what it is! He’s my creator! I’d do anything for him!”

“…So, you mean you can’t betray him?”

“…Okay!”

Cleon let out a sigh at the devil, who hesitated a little, but soon showed a determined attitude.

“It wasn’t Maxwell who made you.”

“…Uh?”

However, at Cleon’s answer, Maxwell’s demon widened its eyes.

What are you talking about? As the devil looks at Cleon, he scratches his head and talks.

“…You are the personality of a magic core that originally resided somewhere else. Maxwell, it’s just that he initialized it and put it into the stuffed toy you’re using now.”

At Cleon’s words, the devil once again recalls the story with Maxwell.

‘Manufacturing a homunculus using the personality core that was dormant in the artifact… I made it in a simple way, but this is below my expectations… Your ability is much lower than what is on record.’

I wonder if that was what he meant, and the devil shook his head as soon as he got a look of astonishment.

“Uh, how could you… Know something like that?”

“The magic swordsman’s ability is that he can read the memories he can’t remember. … However, the contact time was short, so it was impossible to do more than that.”

“That, like that…”

Until now, Maxwell’s demon, who had never doubted that he was Maxwell’s creature, was confused and downcast.

“…Cleon-san. Then, what kind of existence was this monster- no homunculus originally?”

“Huh? Ahh… I think it was originally made to help with some calculations.”

When Cleon answers Sasha’s question, Maxwell’s demon remains silent for a moment and then looks up at Cleon.

“…By any chance, did you even have my real name? In that memory.”

“Okay.”

In response to Cleon’s answer, the homunculus felt a fluttering sensation in their non-existent heart.

“…──Al, ok. …To you guys, I’ll cooperate. I’ll tell you about the regressors I know, as well as where they are, with whom, and what they’re trying to do. Instead, I’d like you to tell me my name first. Sun.”

And if it’s short, it’s short, if it’s long, it’s long. After a time of worry.

He was talking to Cleon quietly.

Cleon nodded silently at his request her and returned his name her.

“…Your name is, ‘Schrödinger’.”

“Schrödinger… Schrödinger! That’s right! That was my original name! …Then really, I’m Maxwell – no, I wasn’t made by Maxwell!”

As he wriggles joyfully in Cleon’s hand, his fluff tries to slip out of the gaping wound.

“Calm down. If you do more than that, the cotton will run out.”

After Cleon said that, Schrödinger finally stopped moving.

“Thanks… Thank you human! No, it’s called Cleon!”

“…Yeah. It’s only a deal, so I just told them.”

Cleon let out a small sigh at Schrödinger’s words, and continued the story while holding onto him.

“Then, now it’s your turn to answer. Regressors, where, what…”

But, the next moment.

Cleon, who was holding the Schrödinger in his hand, loses his strength and falls backwards.

“Hey, Mr. Cleon!?”

“Human!?”

If Sasha hadn’t picked him up quickly, he might have hit her head first.

Amelia quickly approaches him, and when she examines his condition his-

“Magic exhaustion! Having used Rubera’s distortion so continuously… We need to restore our magical power right now. A place where we can rest for a bit is-“

Amelia, who had been talking like that, was talking while looking at the Schrödinger in Cleon’s hand.

“What?”

When Amelia says she needs to get out of the mirror space even now, Sasha shakes her head and tells Schrödinger.

“… In the mirror world, could you create any space? Schrödinger?”

“… Uh, by the way?”

As if noticing something strange about Sasha’s words, Schrödinger stammered and nodded her head.

Amelia looked at Sasha as well, tilting her head as if she didn’t know what she was thinking-

“…There’s a space I’d like you to create.”

Sasha’s words made her blush a little, in a low voice.

And, after a while, in the place where the ruins of the demon castle were-

It was a small room.