Lord Demon is behind you

Wrapped in a thick cloak, the Demon King lay motionless on the icy ground.

For a moment, it was not even possible to see whether there was still breath.

For the first time in a long time, the brave man experienced the feeling of panic.But when he turned the thing over, he realized right away—of course he was still alive.

He was still breathing well, there were no wounds on his whole body, and his complexion was not bad.It seemed that he was actually just asleep.

Even after being manipulated like this but still not waking up, this thing itself is very abnormal.

Could it be that he also fell into the other party's way, and his consciousness fell into a dream created by the witch?No way, it stands to reason that as a high-ranking demon, the attribute of mental power should be——

There was a slight electric current sound from the opposite side.The brave man followed the sound and saw a magical image reflected on the bare wall, showing Shaka's upper body.

The image is very pale and appears to be projected from outside the room.

"Your Majesty the Brave, what did you do?" the glamorous musician asked indifferently, "With just a human's will, the illusion of spiritual power was broken, and Lana who set up the illusion was made to cry—she was wailing just now. I ran back crying, as expected, I was also taken aback."

The brave man felt an untimely surge of guilt.

"I didn't expect... I didn't fully expect it to become like this. Please help me convey my apology to her."

Anyway, making a girl cry is a very bad behavior, even if the girl is an enemy.

At that time, the tone of his speech was indeed a little too straightforward, and he basically didn't consider the other party's mood - although until now he didn't know exactly what made Lana so sad.

"No need," Shaka responded more and more coldly, "If an apology is useful, we won't become witches anymore. If you don't intend to fundamentally change your behavior, it's useless to say sorry ten thousand times."

"Fundamentally changed?"

"Like accepting our love-"

No, only this is absolutely impossible.

"...Miss Shaka, I have something to ask you." He put the devil on the ground and stood up.

"What's wrong with him now, why did he become like this?"

"Are you referring to the previous Demon King?"

Hearing that, the corners of Shaka's lips curled up slightly.

"As you can see, this is the same state as you just now. He has been trapped in the memory maze built by our spiritual power."

... This guy really got tricked.

"He has the basic attributes of a high-ranking demon, and his spiritual power is very high, but—" she chuckled and plucked the strings, "Now we are also demons. We can completely match him."

In other words, is the Demon King underestimating the enemy—forget it, now is not the time to delve into it.

"What do I have to do to wake him up?"

This time Shaka just smiled and said nothing.

According to the rules of this world, the boss cannot lie to the challenger, but there is no obligation to answer every question.If Shaka himself doesn't want to explain, the brave has nothing to do.

He changed the way of asking: "Should I wait for him to figure out a way to find the loopholes, and then smash the dream like I did back then?"

"No, that's impossible," Shaka replied calmly. "In the final analysis, the reason why you were able to break the spiritual illusion, Your Excellency the Brave, was only by chance. On the one hand, your willpower is far higher than ordinary people, and you Not easily seduced; on the other hand, Lana she..."

She rarely looked troubled, "That child always thinks things too simply. She probably can't construct a fantasy that reaches people's hearts."

Indeed, the dream created by Lana did not have the power to shake people's hearts, and the brave man saw through it in a few clicks.

"However, I am the one responsible for trapping this former demon king."

Shaka revealed a hint of self-respect.

"I am different from that child, and I will never make simple and superficial mistakes. What I construct from my hands is not a fragmented dream, but a truly complete illusion; it is like a small world, almost non-existent Any loopholes. Besides..."

She plucked the strings happily again, "This previous generation is different from you, Your Excellency the Brave. He is the kind of creature without perseverance. As long as he designs a comfortable world and erases the specific goals of his actions, he will immediately It's going to be very lazy."

……Can't understand.

The brave can only understand that "Shaka thinks it is impossible for the devil to break free from the dream she designed".

——This is troublesome.Shaka is not the kind of blind and confident villain BOSS, since he said it so firmly, then in all likelihood, this guy has really...

After thinking for a while, the brave man helplessly dragged the sleeping Demon King up and put it on his shoulders.

I don't know why I appear in this place, and I don't know how to go next, but staying in this closed room is not a solution.In any case, let's move on... Maybe he will wake up by himself at some point.

The hairy head unconsciously leaned into the neck of the brave man, just like the demon king disguised by Lana in the previous dream.But the touch in reality is far more subtle than in dreams.The warm breath caressed into the inside of the brave man's collar, and he couldn't help shrinking his neck, but his chin was tickled again by the broken hair on the top of the opponent's head.

No time to care about these minutiae.He tried his best to ignore the close body temperature, moved a few steps to the door, and put on the doorknob.

The door—locked.But it is locked from the inside.

This detail stunned the brave man.

at this time--

boom!

The door in front of him shook violently.A dark purple magic halo flashed, and the brave man let go of the doorknob and took a step back.

Bang - bang bang bang!The narrow iron gate vibrated violently one after another.

— There are people outside the door.

People outside are launching a powerful attack, trying to break in.Fortunately, there seems to be some defensive spell on this small door. It is very strong, and it withstands all attacks without any deformation or cracking.

The other party had no intention of giving up, just hitting more and more crazily.

This style of behavior, could it be... the brave man felt a chill on the back of his neck, and at the same time, he had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Master Brave! Master Brave...Master Brave! Are you inside?"

——As expected...it was Xuelu's voice.

Has she...already put Olga...and broke into the fifth floor?

"I've come to see you. I've come to look for you, I've come to pick you up! Please answer me, please let me in, please let me go to you...Master Brave——"

The dark purple streamer on the door flickered repeatedly, absorbing most of the attacks.It looked like some kind of dark magic, could it be... the brave man turned his head and glanced at the head resting on his shoulder, was it the defensive spell he released before falling asleep?

After a while, he retreated directly to the center of the room and put the devil down again.

This room has only one entrance and exit, but now it is blocked by Xuelu; the brave man lacks the means to deal with Xuelu, and with a comatose person, it may become very difficult to escape.

If I had the sword from before...

He looked at the Demon King and shook his head secretly.That sword is a part of this guy, it must be kept in his body at ordinary times, it cannot be pulled out casually.

In other words, if he just fell asleep like this, the two of them would not be able to leave this place at all.

This time it is really troublesome.

"Oh, it's Miss Xuelu." The magic image was still projected on the wall, and at the other end of the image, Shaka said calmly, "Before we felt the traces of the witch's invasion from another layer...it turned out to be her."

That being said, she didn't seem surprised or cared.

"Don't you think the territory is offended?"

"It doesn't matter. It is said that this is our guard area, but it is actually just arbitrarily designated. After all, this Demon King City is not a real shelter for the two of us... and we are homeless people wandering around. .”

Shaka narrowed her eyes slightly and said suddenly.

"Your Excellency Brave, are you in a dilemma now? I can open up an escape route for you."

"... Are there any conditions?"

She is the enemy's witch, and she is not as hostile as Olga, so she might not be so kind to help.

"Easy. Like it was said back then, let us be your—"

"Please allow me to refuse."

The brave man suddenly understood.The so-called "at that time" should refer to the time when the two of them came to confess their love.

Unlike others, Lana and Shaka came to confess their love hand in hand that night, and hoped that the brave would accept both of them at the same time, it doesn't matter if they are just lovers.

...This kind of request is a bit too exciting for the hero, but according to Shaka, this kind of non-one-on-one love relationship seems to be very common in the hometown of the two of them.

Without a doubt, he immediately chose to refuse.This has nothing to do with whether there is love between the two parties. It is really his three views that do not allow him to agree.

"Then there's nothing you can do." Shaka said bluntly, "As I said before, if you don't plan to fundamentally change yourself, you are doomed to be unable to do anything."

The force of Xuelu hitting the door became stronger and stronger, and the dark spells sealed on the door seemed to become a little bit dim.

"However, according to the rules, the BOSS cannot set puzzles for the challenger without an answer, and must leave a solution at all times..."

"That has nothing to do with us," Shaka spread her hands, "It is Xuelu who makes things difficult for you. We are not united with her, and she is not acting under our orders. Oh...but actually, I'll leave it to you You have retreated, huh?"

She pointed at the Demon King through the image: "When I arranged the illusion to trap him, I deliberately chose a special time point. After a certain amount of time has passed in reality, he may break free on his own and wake up—"

If he could wake up, he would have a way to deal with Xuelu.

"How long is the 'certain time'?" the brave man asked immediately.

"……that."

Shaka rested her chin with great satisfaction.

"At least a few decades, as many as... hundreds of years? I don't know, and I can't tell. I hope you, Mr. Brave, can live until then."

——Isn't this the same as nothing!

She was probably just playing around.However, there is no point in protesting against the enemy now.The brave man sat cross-legged beside the Demon King, trying to concentrate amidst the bangs of knocking on the door, thinking about the next countermeasure.

Shaka picked up the instrument and plucked the strings casually, as if she had already decided that the brave could not escape from the predicament.

——Anyway, the Demon Lord must be woken up.We must break the so-called "illusion" created by Shaka...

The brave man took off his backpack and rummaged through it.The bag is filled with various props that he has collected in the past ten years, which can be described as strange - is there anything in it that can be used?

...This...maybe it will work.

He pulled out a strangely shaped magic scroll.

"—Spiritualism?"

Shaka recognized it immediately.

The so-called spiritualism is an evil spell that forcibly pulls someone's soul near the caster.

"It's useless, Your Excellency Brave. The power of a mere spell scroll is not enough to break through our spiritual defenses, and you don't have magic power, so you can't strengthen it. This kind of thing alone can't save him at all."

The brave man ignored it, but took out his ritual dagger and pierced the scroll.Then——the dagger with the scroll inserted into the palm of the Demon King's hand.

"No, don't you mean..."

Shaka finally lost her inherent indifference, and her face became extremely panicked.

"No way... No, no, Your Excellency the Brave, this won't work, you will be very dangerous—"

— on the contrary.She would panic about this matter, which in itself shows the feasibility of the plan.

The brave man held the hand of the Demon King holding the dagger, pressed the blade against his wrist, and slid it lightly.

"Don't...don't!" Shaka panicked, "No, you will be killed—"

The dripping blood soaked the surface of the scroll, and the paper suddenly burst into dazzling light.

The correct way to use the soul-calling scroll should be to take the blood of the soul-calling object and sprinkle it on it, and the caster holds a dagger to penetrate the scroll.

The brave man is not trying to use spiritualism to bring back the consciousness of his companions, but to—

With the power of the scroll, I invaded the illusion constructed by Shaka.