Flillian, I want to live.

Among those clusters of magic power like flames, there is a cluster of magic power that is particularly dazzling like a bonfire. That is the magic power possessed only by the great demons who have lived for hundreds of years.

Time returns to the present.

Eighty years later, although the opponent's magic power is more powerful and dazzling than before, it is still exposed to Fulilian's perception as before.

"found it."

Fulilian raised her staff just like she had done eighty years ago and launched a magical attack towards the enemy's hiding place.

boom--

Under the bombardment of magic, the church ruins, which were now only left with broken walls and ruins, collapsed completely. After the dust from the collapsed building settled, a familiar figure appeared in front of Fulilian again.

"Still playing your game of house, Maya?"

Fulilian greeted the demons standing in the collapsed ruins.

"I was wondering why I always had a bad feeling...it turns out it's you, Fulilian."

The witch girl, who was covered in dust and looked a little embarrassed, shook her head to shake off the dust. She looked no different from a human girl of seven or eight years old and was very inconspicuous in the demon army. No one had ever doubted that this girl who often appeared with the demon general Fas was the real commander.

Chapter 162 I Am an Army

"Is this the guy? The demon who escaped from Xinmeier?"

When Fulilian greeted Maya, Gutel, who was called to help, also squinted his eyes and looked at the demon girl standing in the ruins of the church.

At first glance, Maya looks harmless with a bit of baby fat on her face, and even her dirty appearance now seems somewhat adorable.

"Is this your new companion?"

As if she had noticed Guter's gaze, Maya slowly turned her head and looked at Guter, who had hurriedly pulled down the brim of his sun hat to cover his face.

"It seems the death of the brave Sinmeier is not just a rumor."

Maya grinned, smiling slightly provocatively.

"Yeah, you're really not well-informed."

Fulilian replied calmly - however, the light of demon-killing magic that shot from the tip of her staff towards Maya was an outburst of anger beneath her calm expression.

"Then I'll feel relieved."

A shadow flashed by and stood in front of the smiling Maya, blocking Fulilian's attack.

"This guy is..."

Gutel widened her eyes, and when she saw the man's face clearly, she held her breath instantly.

"After all, it's a fake created by magic. If I were to meet the real thing, I'd definitely be no match for it."

Maya said in a teasing tone as she looked at the blue-haired young man wearing a white cloak.

"Just as I guessed, the reason you started attacking Earl Olden's territory again is because you completed the clone of Sinmel."

Compared to the frightened Gutel, Frillian's face showed an expression of knowing this would happen. The figure who appeared in front of Maya to block her attack was Xinmeier holding the Sword of the Brave.

"A replica of Sinmeier?"

Even though he knew the truth, judging from the appearance alone, the replica puppet of Sinmel standing in front of Maya was almost identical to the brave man who had chopped her into pieces with a sword. Gutel, who would suffer from PTSD at the mere sight of it, could not help but turn his head away slightly.

"He's just like a monster! He killed all my precious 'family'."

Like Gutel, Maya was also haunted by the lingering fear of Xinmeier, who had refreshed her cognition like a dimensionality reduction attack. The clone army she had painstakingly created for hundreds of years was vulnerable in front of the blue-haired young man who fought in a bloody battle, and could not even delay time when she realized something was wrong and was about to run away.

"However, since they are so useless that they can't even protect the important Maya, then those losers don't deserve to be Maya's 'family'."

Maya, who had a look of regret just now, suddenly changed her expression and spoke with a tone of disdain.

"You clearly don't understand human emotions at all, yet you keep calling them family. You haven't improved at all in all these years, Maya."

Fulilian stared at Maya, who had just performed the art of face-changing, and mocked her coldly.

"Because 'family' is a beautiful word. Everyone will protect me and love me, don't you think so, Xin Meier?"

Maya didn't care about Frillian's ridicule. She clasped her hands together, a sweet smile appeared on her face, and she spoke to the replica of Sinmel in front of her in an innocent and romantic tone.

"Yes, Miss Maya."

The Xinmeier clone turned around and spoke to Maya with a gentle face.

"Well, that's great, Xin Meier, I knew that I was the one you cared about the most."

Maya reached out her hand, stood on tiptoe and gently stroked the cheek of the Xinmeier replica, speaking in a warm tone.

"Compared to eighty years ago, you haven't made any progress at all. A fake is just a fake after all. This guy is not Xin Meier at all, you little brat who can only play house."

Several beams of demon-killing magic shot out from Frelian's demon clan at the same time, turning into beautiful arcs that bypassed the Sinmel clone blocking Maya's body and attacked Maya, the original body, from all directions.

"Sinmer."

Facing Frillian's fierce attack, there was no trace of panic on Maya's face.

During the years since being defeated and escaping by Sinmel, Maya, who reorganized the army, did not make any effort to restore the clones that were killed by Sinmel, except for a few people. Maya, who witnessed them being defeated by Sinmel like cutting melons and vegetables, put all her energy into one work.

As an expert in puppet magic, Maya devoted almost the entire life of a human magician to creating a replica puppet named Xinmeier.

Just as Maya had admitted before, she didn't think anyone could deal with the masterpiece she created unless the brave Xinmeier crawled out of the grave and came here in person.

Before Frillian's attack hit, Sinmel's clone was the first to notice Frillian's attack. He picked up Maya from the ground and held her under his arm. Then he jumped up, dodging the explosion on the ground, and slashed at Frillian in the air with a sword in one hand.

"It's exactly the same as before..."

Looking at the clone of Sinmel who was carrying Maya and swinging his sword at himself, a sense of déjà vu suddenly came over Frelian.

Eighty years ago.

Although Freelian found Maya, the mastermind, just like now, Maya also had her own trump card that she was confident in.

Those are what she calls her “family members”.

Fulilian originally thought that the main force of the demon army was entangled by Aize and Haita, but she obviously underestimated Maya's caution.

Those sent out by Maya were all of the same clan as the Demon King's army, while her real direct lineage trump cards, the clones who completely obey her orders, are still waiting by her side.

"They are the ones who bullied me. Go and avenge me!"

Maya, dressed as a human child, pointed at Freellian and Sinmel who had just blown up their house, and directed the clones who usually pretended to be her relatives to attack the two who were alone in the deep.

"Xin Meier, with so many people here, I might not be able to handle it..."

At that time, Fulilian had neither learned flying magic nor mastered convenient attack and defense magic. Facing enemies that outnumbered her by several times, she soon realized that she could not withstand the attack alone.

"All we have to do is kill that girl."

At that time, Xinmeier treated Maya just like he does now. He clamped Frillian under his armpit, jumped up to avoid the enemy's attack, and appeared in front of Maya. In the other's stunned expression, he swung his sword and chopped at the other's head.

The situation of the battle was almost reversed by Xinmeier alone. In order to protect her original body, Maya had to recall her clone family to help her block the attack. However, in this way, the original siege situation was resolved in an instant, and what was left was a queue of people waiting to be killed like the Calabash Brothers saving their grandfather.

Chapter 163 We Two Are Really Awesome

It’s a bit embarrassing to say, but it was almost all thanks to Xinmeier that Maya was forced into a desperate situation.

But the current situation was like a mirror image compared to the previous one. Even though it was a fake, the edge of the sword he slashed towards Fulilian was still sharp.

but……

"Defensive magic."

A shield composed of a hexagonal matrix blocked Xinmeier's sword.

Ding--

As expected, even with Fulilian's full defense, the shield shattered at a speed visible to the naked eye under Xinmei's sword.

But this moment of obstruction is enough.

"Demon-killing magic."

A beam of white light flashed across the night sky after sunset like a meteor, and its target was the replica of Sinmel that had been temporarily suspended in the air when breaking Frillian's defensive magic.

"Well……"

Sinmel's clone immediately sensed the attack from Gutel, but even Sinmel couldn't dodge the attack while suspended in the air, which went against physics. In desperation, he could only give up attacking Frillian and hold the Brave Sword in his hand horizontally to block Gutel's attack.

"There's a flaw, Xinmeier."

The corners of Fulilian's mouth rose slightly, revealing a smile, and then she attacked Xinmeier without hesitation.

Two slices of bread with cheese in between, facing the deadly attacks coming from different directions at the same time, Xinmeier now has only one way to protect himself.

After all, in addition to the Brave Sword in his right hand, Xinmei's left hand was still holding Maya just like he had held Frillian.

As long as he lifted Maya on his left hand and used her body as a shield to block Frillian's attack, Xinmeier could escape unscathed.

But even if it was a replica, Xin Meier would never make such a choice.

Before being hit by two beams of attacking magic light, Xinmeier dropped the Sword of the Brave in his hand. He turned his arms, hugged Maya in his arms, then curled up his body and turned himself into a shield to block the fatal attack.

"how come……"

Maya, who was tightly hugged by Xinmeier, had a dazed expression on her face, as if she couldn't believe the fact. The next moment, Xinmeier was hit by two attacking magics and fell to the ground holding her.

"I'm sorry, Miss Maya..."

The seriously injured replica Xinmeier looked at the master who created him and said with an apologetic look, then fell down, and his body gradually turned into black smoke and dissipated.

"Eh? What's this? Aren't you the hero who defeated the Demon King? Why are you so useless? Why?!"

Maya, who was protected by the clone Sinmel at the cost of his life, obviously could not accept the other party's apology. Seeing that the masterpiece she had poured all her efforts into was easily killed by Furlin, who had relied on Sinmel for protection, Maya instantly fell into hysterical madness.

"The reason is simple. You did replicate Xin Meier, but this is the version of him from eighty years ago."

Frielian, who had just killed the replica of the brave warrior Sinmel, looked at Maya who was going crazy and explained in a cold voice.

"It's only eighty years. What difference does it make?"

Maya asked with her arms spread out and her eyes wide open.

"Of course there is. During the eighty years since you were hiding in the mountains and working on your craft, human magic has become completely different."

Fulilian raised her staff and looked at Maya with pity.

"Over the past eighty years, Guval's killing magic, which even Sinmeier couldn't circumvent, has become 'normal attack magic' that anyone can use. Defensive magic has even been developed that can resist most magical attacks. Even the sky, once known as the demon realm, has been set foot on by human magicians. And you haven't paid any attention to any of this."

Fulilian spoke to the gradually collapsing replica of Xinmeier on the ground with a sigh. If it were eighty years ago, she would undoubtedly have been killed by Xinmeier's attack just now, but Xinmeier eighty years ago could only kill her eighty years ago.

"It was time that killed Xinmeier."

Freelian said as she launched a final attack towards Maya.

"hiss--"

Maya, facing the beam of light falling from the sky, obviously did not want to sit there and wait for death.

Although Xinmei's clone had been defeated by Freellian and Gutel, Mya still had a trump card that she hadn't used.

Just now, she sensed that her only remaining "family member", the female demon Mute who was buried underground by Fulilian's attack, was still breathing.

"Flash magic."

Trapped under the rubble and seriously injured, Mute tried his best to once again cast the flash magic that he had used on Fas.

The next moment, Fulilian's attack missed.

"Escaped?"

Watching Maya's body turn into a shadow and disappear from his sight, Gutel blinked and subconsciously released magic power to search for the other party's figure.

The magic detection soon produced results.

And the results are right beside you.

"Ah?"

Guter turned around in surprise, and Maya, who had just appeared, was now right behind him.

"Your companion's will seems to be as unsteady as yours was back then."

Instead of running away, Maya came up to him with a smile of success, and reached out to hold the back of Guter's neck.

"Puppet magic."

Guter's body suddenly stiffened.