Dekan Had an Invincible Master

"Speaking of Master, do you know what a Demon King is?"

Dekan lay on the ground with his head in his hands and legs crossed, looking surprisingly relaxed with his eyes closed, like someone leisurely resting on the lawn on a weekend afternoon.

There's no use panicking when faced with this seemingly unsolvable situation.

Perhaps we should analyze his suspicions more carefully.

"In my remaining memories, the Demon King must be the strongest being in the Demon Realm at that time, and one needs to gain the approval of the Demon Realm's will to become the Demon King."

"That's what the Master replied."

After hearing this, Dekan nodded and then asked:

"Master, do you remember which generation of Demon King there was in your time?"

If Master really came here, then the Demon Realm in this world is Master's hometown.

Based on the information obtained in the Holy Kingdom in the previous Shadow World, it can be inferred that the era in which Master was active should be close to the timeline of the Holy Kingdom's war with the Demon Realm.

"I don't remember... Anyway, I'm not the Demon King, and none of the graves outside are mine."

The Master replied.

She has no desire to be a demon king.

She just wanted to appreciate the food.

"Yes, I know."

Dekan was quite certain that there were no fluctuations of his Master's Magic Power on these tombstones.

Therefore, Dekan felt at ease digging up the grave.

Otherwise, it would be disloyalty to one's master and ancestors.

Are you doubting that I am the current Demon King?

The Master asked.

She also understood what Dekan meant.

To escape Jailer Carster's clutches, Dekan must significantly strengthen himself so that Carster's magic is insufficient to keep him imprisoned for long.

And on the Eighth Floor, there happens to be a way to strengthen oneself.

Gain the Demon King's approval and control his Magic Power.

But he has now been cut off from the Devil King Tomb's Tomb.

It's impossible to "seek" help from any demon lord.

His only chance of winning is that there is still a hidden demon king who can provide him with support.

Therefore, Dekan naturally began to suspect that his Master might be the Demon King.

"... If I were the current Demon King, how could I possibly get along so harmoniously with Bishop Lunn of the Holy Rite Church?"

In fragments of his memory, the Master had a peaceful conversation with Lunn on the northern border of the Holy Kingdom.

That state didn't resemble that of an enemy.

Instead, it feels like we can get along well as friends.

This is definitely not something the current Demon King, who started the war between the Demon Realm and the Holy Kingdom, could do.

Furthermore, when Dekan was gathering information from Altis on the fourth floor, he learned that the current Demon King's characteristics were completely different from his Master's.

"You are neither the Demon King of the past nor the current Demon King."

Dekan opened his Master's golden demonic eyes and said calmly:

"But that doesn't mean you can't be the Demon King."

Dekan seemed to have an idea by now.

He wanted to give it a try, so he continued, "..."

"Master, I just analyzed the spell on the Devil King Tomb 'Devil King Tombstone. Although I could only analyze the very surface of the spell, I'd like to share it with you."

Activating Master's memories may only require a key.

If Dekan's conjecture is correct.

Therefore, the spell he previously deciphered from the Devil King Tombstone is likely also a key that allows his Master to make connections to his memories.

"Um."

After his Master gave his permission, Dekan transmitted the spell he had deciphered from the tombstone to his Master.

A few minutes of silence followed.

However.

Just as Dekan had predicted.

The moment her Master obtained the technique, she seemed to know it from birth and naturally constructed it!

What followed was a perfect completion and smooth operation.

Dekan watched his Master's movements silently, waiting for her to complete the spell exactly as it was.

Finally, the Master perfectly recreated the technique!

"Why... do I know this technique...?"

The Master murmured, somewhat lost in thought.

She was finally convinced.

She must have mastered this complex and almost instinctive technique before to be able to restore it so easily as a conditioned reflex.

"Master, follow this feeling and see if you can find the memory you were looking for but couldn't grasp before."

"Dekan said softly."

"This spell... is the [Devil King Mark]..."

"It can imprint its own will, even its soul, onto non-living entities..."

"It's the starting point... of the principles behind Magic Card..."

Accompanied by the Master's intermittent voice.

The memories she had been trying to grasp were finally pieced together.

But this brought with it even more questions.

She became increasingly aware that she had so much to remember.

But it's impossible to magically revive those lost memories.

Dekan waited until his Master's mind gradually calmed down before asking:

"Master, this magic, isn't it something only the Demon King can master?"

The Master was silent for a moment, then affirmed:

"... Um."

"As expected, this floor is quite simple."

Dekan began to have doubts when he felt there was no solution to this problem.

It's not that the road has come to an end, but rather that it's time to turn.

After all, he did it perfectly.

Dekan stood up, stretched, and his gaze at the Illusion Barrier gradually became serious.

Time to get back to work.

"Alright, Master, now it's our turn to control the body together. You take care of the aura, and I'll take care of the expression."

Outside the illusionary barrier.

Carster, the Jailer had long since given up on paying attention to Dekan, looked at the Devil King Tombstone, now a mess thanks to Dekan, and felt a headache coming on.

This mess seems impossible to clean up no matter what you do.

Leaving the Devil King Tombstone here like dry garbage would be extremely disrespectful.

But should we just symbolically put the monument back in and pretend nothing happened?

That seems even stranger now.

That's still extremely disrespectful.

We can only clear away these party props for now and wait for the Demon King to return before making a decision.

However.

Just as Carster was about to begin cleaning.

His expression changed drastically, as if he had encountered something he had never imagined.

Because he felt his magical power suddenly begin to drain away uncontrollably!

The illusion that originally imprisoned the fourth-order Dekan.

At this moment, it suddenly felt as if a seventh-tier powerhouse had been imprisoned!

Another second passed, and mana began to be consumed at double the rate.

At this rate, not only will he be locked up until the Demon King returns, but his Carster power will be exhausted in just a few hours!

Carster couldn't understand why Dekan had suddenly become so strong.

However, imprisoning Dekan at this moment has become tantamount to wasting magical power!

He needs to understand why this happened!

Carster immediately turned his attention back to the illusionary space.

However, the scene in the illusion caused Carster's pupils to contract uncontrollably.

The Little Succubus, who had previously seemed somewhat insane, had completely shed all her former aura.

Her aura at that moment was like that of a vengeful ghost from the deepest hell, and that cold and ruthless gloom permeated the entire space, making Carster feel fear and a sense of suffocation even from afar.