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Chapter 2 : The Demon King's Memory
‘Is this the knowledge of my comrades?’
Right before he died, Isaac had activated Black Soul and absorbed the souls of his fallen comrades.
Though it was for an extremely brief period, all the power and knowledge they possessed had become Isaac's.
The hundred members of the suicide squad were all top-tier experts in their respective fields.
It was possible that one of them knew how to overcome Mana Reversal Syndrome. After all, there were several among them who were called archmages or sages.
W.е b n̂оv e l Е̂_n ù.m à
‘How is this possible?’
Logically, it was impossible. To cram ninety-eight souls into a single person's soul.
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One might be able to wield god-like power for a few minutes, but afterward, the vessel soul would collapse, resulting in death.
But now.
Knowledge that Isaac had never once learned in his past life was neatly stacked in his mind.
A grandmaster-level understanding of all types of weapons and magic, a vast and profound knowledge comparable to an encyclopedia, and even information about the world's various secrets.
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If it could be transcribed into books, it would be enough to easily fill a respectable library. It was a wonder his head hadn't exploded.
‘I don't know whose mind this was in.’
He had the knowledge, but not the memory of acquiring it. Nor did he have the personal experiences of his squad mates.
It felt as if someone had kindly extracted only the core knowledge and organized it for him.
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“Young Master.”
The butler, Frederick, spoke to Isaac, who was lost in his own thoughts in a daze.
W ẽb́n оv̊ е̊ l̀ Е̊ n̊um̈а
Isaac lifted his head.
“I can understand why you would do such a thing, Young Master.”
“What did I do?”
“You kept these kinds of books close and conducted forbidden experiments.”
The butler held up a book from the shelf. The title was <The Book of Demon King Summoning>.
‘Don't tell me?’
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Using Black Soul allowed one to absorb nearby souls.
Isaac had been using Black Soul right up until the moment of his death.
‘Did I end up absorbing the Demon King's soul as well?’
Perhaps absorbing the Demon King's soul had prevented his own soul from collapsing.
Given the caliber of the Demon King's soul, it would be capable of absorbing not just ninety-nine souls, but even more.
Of course, for that to happen, the Demon King's soul, not Isaac's, would have to be the vessel. This point remained a mystery.
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“Now that things have come to this, you must know well, Young Master. Such acts will only eat away at what little life you have left.”
Frederick added in an earnest tone.
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‘I see what happened.’
The owner of this body, Edward, was on borrowed time, suffering from an incurable disease.
He must have stopped at nothing to extend his life. In the end, he even turned to forbidden books.
It seemed he planned to summon the Demon King and use its power to prolong his life, but instead of the Demon King he'd hoped for, Isaac, who had absorbed the Demon King's soul, showed up.
E.num a
Edward, the original owner of the body, seemed to have been annihilated.
His attempt to live had only hastened his death.
Isaac, having unintentionally taken his descendant's life, felt a sense of unease.
“How old am I?”
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“You are twenty, sir.”
“...Poor kid.”
Ё n̆ um̂ ā
“Pardon?”
“It's nothing.”
“Then I shall take my leave. The priest said you should get some rest, so please continue to do so.”
“Alright.”
There were a hundred and one things he needed to ask, but for now, he wanted to sort out his thoughts alone.
After Frederick left the room, Isaac looked around.
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The first thing that caught his eye were the books on the shelf. Most were tomes on black magic, but there was also a book that looked like a history text.
<History of the Fifth Age>.
Isaac had lived at the end of the Fourth Age. Since the fall of the Demon King was generally considered the end of an era, Isaac had, in a way, closed an age with his own hands.
Isaac opened the book. The first page was a map of the entire continent.
『Holy Solar Calendar Year 2022. The territories of each nation according to the <Post-War Settlement Treaty> of the Anti-Demon King Coalition.』
A description was written in a corner of the map. It was a map from exactly five hundred years ago.
Е ń um а̀
‘The Holy Empire?’
The landmass that had been occupied by four great powers before the war with the Demon King was now united as one.
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‘That thieving bastard.’
It was the nation founded by that trash, Charles.
The thought that he had taken such a huge chunk of land with stolen achievements and lived in splendor made his blood boil.
‘Aerok is there too?’
Е̃ ǹ_û m å . ì d
Aerok, the kingdom the Griffiths had ruled, had also been re-established. It wasn't hard to guess why.
After the kingdom's fall, the people of Aerok, under the leadership of the Griffith family, had always stood at the forefront of the war against the Demon King.
Even if Isaac had been framed as a traitor, it would have been difficult to deny the toil and sacrifice of the people of Aerok.
However.
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Aerok's territory was half the size it had been before the war with the Demon King.
The clause in the treaty about restoring territories to their original state had not been properly upheld.
Е́ n ǔ ṁа̊ . i d̆
The other half of the lost territory was occupied by the Holy Empire. It was likely a result reflecting Isaac's alleged crimes and Charles's supposed great deeds.
‘Hah…’
He had hoped that even if he were falsely accused, the subjects who had followed him would at least receive fair treatment.
But it seemed difficult to expect glory and prosperity in a territory that had been cut in half.
‘What's it like now?’
With a trembling heart, he turned the page.
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On the first page of the final chapter, he found the most recent map.
‘Damn them all.’
The Holy Empire's territory had grown even larger, now covering more than half the continent.
On the other hand, Aerok's territory had shrunk even further. Compared to before the Demon King war, it was now barely a quarter of its original size.
This time too, the one who had taken Aerok's territory was the neighboring Holy Empire. The difference in the size of their territories was more than a hundredfold.
“Hoo…”
Е n̆ u ḿ а̂.
He had thought revenge was meaningless since five hundred years had passed.
But seeing Charles's descendants building a great empire and enjoying wealth and glory while his own descendants lived miserably on a tiny patch of land made his stomach turn.
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‘This is driving me crazy.’
His chest felt so tight it was about to burst.
Isaac got out of bed and walked to the window. Perhaps looking outside would ease some of the heaviness.
As he threw open the curtains, the Griffith domain came into view.
Ē n̂_ŭm̆а
A village standing alone in the middle of a wasteland, without even an outer wall.
It clearly didn't look like a well-off town.
‘What's that?’
Behind the domain, he saw a mountain so sharply pointed it seemed to pierce the sky.
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The mountain's terrain was quite familiar. The ruins of massive structures remained scattered across its slopes.
‘…The Demon King's Castle?’
E n ù m̄ӑ
Five hundred years ago, that mountain was the Demon King's Castle, his seat of power.
‘Was I revived in the very place I died?’
The final battle between Isaac and the Demon King had also taken place in front of the Demon King's Castle.
He had never gone inside the castle. The Demon King had come out himself upon seeing the suicide squad's arrival.
And yet.
Right now, a clear image of the Demon King's Castle's interior surfaced in his mind. As if he had lived there for years.
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He could even recall all the secret places that only the Demon King could enter.
‘I really did swallow the Demon King.’
The Black Soul had absorbed the Demon King's soul.
The power and knowledge the Demon King possessed were now contained within Isaac's soul.
Isaac knew well what that fact implied.
‘How strong can I become?’
W ė bn о̄v̌.ѐl Е n ūm a
If he could overcome his illness and survive, if he could grow enough to unleash the potential his soul held, Isaac could become not just the strongest of his time, but the strongest in all of history.
Even in his past life, Isaac was considered the strongest among humans. His ninety-eight comrades were also top-tier experts.
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That alone was enough to become the strongest, but now he had also obtained the power of the Demon King who had single-handedly annihilated the suicide squad. With this much power, he could probably even kill a god.
‘I can change things.’
With this power, reviving his fallen family would not be difficult.
Perhaps he could even correct the distorted history. After all, history is written by the victors.
Е ň u m̀ а
Isaac had won the battle but died, so he did not become the victor. Charles became the victor by surviving.
The current history was written by Charles.
If Isaac were to win now, he might be given the right to rewrite history.
‘Thank you.’
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Isaac felt a sense of gratitude and apology toward Edward, who had reincarnated him.
If not for him, he would never have known that things had come to this.
W еb̄ nȯ v̌_е l̆ Е̌n ům а
He would never have been given the chance to set all of this right.
‘I'll live your share of life for you.’
Isaac resolved to live as Edward Griffith from now on.
* * *
That evening.
Frederick prepared the meal himself and went to Edward's room.
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“Young Master, it is Frederick.”
Frederick knocked on the bedroom door.
“Come in.”
Frederick entered. Edward was lying on the bed, reading a book.
Frederick couldn't help but scowl.
“It's a history book.”
Ѐn̆ũ m а́ . ї d̄
Edward held up the book to show its cover. Then he got up from the bed.
‘Hmm?’
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Frederick felt a strange sensation.
A scrawny body with no muscle, shoulders that rarely straightened from years of slouching, cheeks hollowed out like someone who hadn't eaten properly, skin as pale as a corpse, and dull, lifeless black hair.
The appearance, full of sickness, was definitely the Young Master that Frederick knew.
But the violet eyes that had always been hazy were now shining brightly.
Ŵе̃b ňо̊v è l̈ E ńu̇m a
The look in his eyes alone made the atmosphere seem different.
“How is your body, sir?”
Frederick asked, hiding his bewilderment.
“Much better. Is that dinner?”
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“Yes.”
Edward sat on the edge of the bed. Frederick placed the tray of food on the nightstand.
Е n úḿа . і̄ d̂
“Frederick.”
“Yes, Young Master.”
“Is there no meat?”
Edward asked, looking at the pale soup and hard bread.
“Unfortunately, no.”
Frederick answered with a deep sigh. Edward asked with a puzzled face.
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“Aren't we a noble family? A barony, you said?”
“A fallen noble family, sir.”
“...To what extent have we fallen?”
“Including myself, there are only three people managing this castle.”
A lord's castle usually has at least ten servants.
If there were only three, including the butler who was the administrator, it meant their finances were completely ruined.
Ӗnù m а̃
He hoped the Young Master would understand what that meant.
“So that's why you, the butler, came yourself.”
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“That is correct.”
“How did things get this bad?”
“It is due to the drought that has lasted for over ten years. This is probably the domain with the lowest crop yield on the continent.”
“What's the reason?”
W е́b n о_v̇ е l̃ Ĕn u m̀ а̀.
“No one knows. His Lordship made great efforts to find out, but he could not.”
“Where is my father?”
Frederick's heart grew heavy.
“He has gone to borrow money.”
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“From whom?”
“I do not know for certain. He said he would not return until he found someone to lend him money. Since he has already borrowed from everyone he could, he will likely not be back soon.”
Е n̂ u_m а . і̄ d̀
“I see.”
Edward nodded calmly.
A noble, for whom honor is life—and not just any noble, but one from a family that was once royalty—was out borrowing money.
Thinking of the humiliation his master had to endure, the old butler felt his chest tighten.
His frustration with the thoughtless young master before him grew just as much.
“He even borrowed a considerable sum from a moneylender in a nearby city.”
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“…”
“The knightly order has been officially disbanded. The horses and armor have all been sold. Although they are working voluntarily, the soldiers' wages are three months overdue. For your reference, it has been a year since I last received my salary.”
“...You don't have to give me meat.”
Frederick ignored Edward's words and held up the black magic book lying on the table.
“And yet, Young Master, you are spending money to acquire books like this.”
“...I bought this?”
W̌ еb̊_ńо v ёl̂ È.n̈ ü m а
“If not you, Young Master, then who would?”
“What money do I have? You said our family is broke.”
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“The family may be broke, but you have money, Young Master. Your mother's family is a great landowning house in the east.”
Frederick's voice grew agitated without him realizing it.
“Is that so?”
“Your maternal uncle, Count Lancer, sends you money every month.”
Е́.ṅ u m̃а . і̆_d̈
“...I see.”
“If these books truly help you, Young Master, I will not stop you. Nothing is more important than your health. However, judging by this recent incident, it seems they are only doing you harm.”
Edward put down his spoon and stood up. He then went to the study connected to the bedroom.
“What are you doing?”
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Frederick followed Edward.
Instead of answering, Edward began to rummage through all the drawers in the study.
Е n̄ů mа. іd
“Here it is.”
Edward pulled a pouch from a desk drawer.
After checking its contents, he handed it to Frederick.
“What is this?”
A jingling sound came from the pouch.
“It seems to be the money my uncle sent. Take care of the most urgent matters first. If there's anything left, you can use it, Frederick.”
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“Y-Young Master…”
Frederick was dumbfounded.
The Young Master had never once shown any interest in the domain's problems.
Even though he had a large sum of money, he had spent it all strictly for himself. He had argued with the Lord about it more than once or twice.
And now, that same Young-Master was willingly offering his own money for the sake of the domain.
“And another thing. Since Father is away, I'm the acting lord, right?”
Wѐ bň ov̇е̇ l Ẽ.ṅ u m̀a
“Yes, Young Master.”
“Gather all the documents related to the domain's finances and bring them to me. I'll take a look at them after I finish my meal.”
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“Financial documents?”
“Yes. Is there a problem?”
Frederick, in shock, was at a loss for words.
(End of Chapter)
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