LIGHTNOVELWORLD chapter 82
82. Opening the Gate to the Demon World
Belle and Clone were training in the training hall.
Bell mastered all of the sword techniques inherited from Yuma. A total of four sword techniques.
Bell absorbed the swords of the Grand Sword Masters that Balmung remembered like a sponge.
Clone trained magic with Tisha for about three months.
Tisha was currently in Viscount Amon, the northernmost part of the empire, in a position to prepare for the invasion of the Demon World, and was feeling a little lonely right now.
Belle and Clone felt the noise outside and quickly left the training ground.
Crumbling!
What both of them could see was a gaping hole. A dark red swirling air current clearly revealing its presence among the clear clouds.
Bell and Clone looked at the dark red omen, then lowered their heads and glanced at each other.
And as we looked at each other, it was decided who we would go to at the same time.
War clouds began to hover over the empire.
The people of the empire, who were living their daily lives, also stared at the strange thing that happened in the sky.
The knights put up posters.
It was a poster with the message, “No matter what happens, the imperial army will protect the empire, so don’t panic.”
Yuma looked at those gathered in the conference room of the imperial palace annex.
Due to Brigitte’s order, the entire Astes Empire army, including the three knights, was ready for battle.
Michael, the emperor’s direct bodyguard, approached Brigitte.
“According to the words of magic scholars, it would not be strange if races from the demon world poured out at any moment.”
Brigitte nodded.
Because it seemed like that to me.
“Yuma.”
Yuma raised his head at Brigitte’s call.
Brigitte looked into Yuma’s blue eyes.
Light pink lips parted.
“Are we going according to plan?”
“Okay, it’s going as planned, Brigitte.”
The highest priority place to protect is by far the Astes Empire.
And if there is a place that asks for help, go and help.
The place where the demons will be encountered first will probably suffer the most damage.
***
＜Middle Earth＞, where humans and various other races currently stand, was a land that could be said to be blessed in many ways.
This is because those who lived in Middle Earth did not need to worry about anything other than life in that world.
All they have to do is make a living by hunting and gathering, plowing the fields and hunting animals on the land they step on.
Beings who do not need to worry about the rest of the world.
That was the characteristic of ＜Middle Earth＞.
Except for races classified as monsters, wars did not easily break out between other races.
One, Magyeong.
In the Demon World, the situation was a bit different.
＜Demon World＞ was a world that thirsted for the blood of other worlds.
The blood and lives of races from other worlds had the power to expand the world power of ＜Demon World＞.
The lifespan of demons. As the world power grows, the lifespan of the demons who breathe out of the demon world and step on the ground increases.
That was the reason why the Demon World invaded Middle-earth approximately every 800 years.
Ambition.
They do not hide the instinctive desire for conquest that their species possesses.
That was a demon.
Great Demon King Kutos was looking at his subordinates.
Gutos, a red lion with huge black goat horns, turned his gaze towards the Demon King kneeling beneath him.
＜Demon King Avistalon＞ was wearing armor with sparkling blue flames.
The large demon lord looked at his master with blue flames streaming down his face.
“Lord Kutos, we are leaving soon.”
Helm of Avistalon. Blue flames flowed like smoke from both his eyes and mouth.
“We will achieve the prosperity of the Demon World with the blood of those from the Middle World.”
Great Demon King Kutos slowly nodded the lion’s head.
The red lion looked down at Avistalon with pitch black eyes.
“Yes, please come. Avistalon, my dear servant.”
There were only five ＜Great Demon Lords＞ in this demon world, and they were like the roots of the demon world.
The five masters of the demon world, both in name and reality.
＜The Great Demon King＞ was a being who could not escape the demon world.
So, even with his great power, Kutos could not even think of appearing in Middle Earth.
Just like now, I just assess the situation and give orders.
“Open the door.”
About 3,000 high-ranking demons, who were standing still with their eyes closed and continuously injecting demonic energy into the huge open gate, opened their eyes at the same time.
“”The door opens.””
A magical landscape covered in thick black air currents.
At the end, a purple circle rotated steeply.
The circle kept turning like a mechanical device that broke the boundaries of something.
And finally.
Ugh───────────Yes…
The circle illuminated a scenery other than the Demonic Scenery.
The very clear sky of Middle Earth.
The door to the magic world opened.
***
A blot in the sky became an obvious hole.
“…Wow.”
A dazed sound flowed from the mouth of Hestia, who was standing hesitantly.
The eyes of Yuma, the imperial army, and the imperial knights all turned to the square frame that Hestia was looking at.
It was one small screen.
A screen where the drone-like ＜Magic Scout＞ simultaneously shares what it is looking at.
The place that the Mado Scout was filming from the air was none other than the Sea of Mullen.
It was pouring out.
Unidentified beings who are mainly black in color.
Apparently, from a distance, they looked like insects.
The problem was that even if we counted bugs, the number was well over thousands.
The ＜Demon Legion＞, which coveted the world power of Middle-earth, boasted a terrifying number of troops that did not befit its name as a ‘legion’.
gulp.
Someone swallowed dry saliva and opened their mouth.
“…I think we’ve surpassed the concept of racial war at this level.”
The man with striking red hair was Eldrie, the master of magic scouts and a magician of the 7th circle who specialized in fire attribute magic.
Led by imperial wizards.
It was Eldrie who was in charge of commanding the combat wizards who showed up to fight against this dark cloud.
Eldrie’s light brown eyes were focused on the pouring demons.
“At this level, the world colliding with the world… I think we should think of it that way.”
The clash between the Middle Earth and the Demon World.
Eldrie muttered blankly.
Yuma agreed, staring at the tens of thousands of black dots pouring out endlessly in the middle of the open sky, beyond dozens of ridges.
Clone furrowed his brows.
“As expected, the first place they will invade is Mullen, which can be said to be the northernmost point of the continent.”
Fishman, Mullen.
The land of the fish people, to which Yuma personally went and formed an alliance and returned, was the first to be in danger.
Clone was worried about the Mullen people.
Several Mulen wizards, including Tisha. And it’s because I formed a relationship with Mullen’s children.
Beep—! Beep!
Yuma took out [Emel], a round signal notification magic tool that made a loud noise.
Signal number is 6.
The number 6 refers to the Mullen people.
After distributing [Emer] to other races that participated in the ＜Tribal Council＞ and returning to the empire, he asked the people of the Amon family to give Emer to the Mulen tribe.
A clear signal for help.
Clone’s golden eyes trembled uneasily.
Yuma looked at Eldrie, who was checking where the demons pouring out of the door were falling through the magic tool telescope.
“Are their destinations all like Mullen Island?”
Eldrie nodded her head slowly in response to Yuma’s question.
“Some are heading towards the Kingdom of Ressen, but most of the troops seem to be heading towards Mulen. Looking at the history books, they are basically thinking about a long-term war. Perhaps the ones sent today are intended as a scouting force to check the dynamics of Middle-earth. I can see that no more troops are pouring in… I don’t know how much more will pour out tomorrow.”
Eldrie slowly shook her head as she looked at the gate to the demon world that had finally stopped sending out troops.
“Probably, they are planning to occupy Mullen Island and the Sea of Mullen. They are slowly taking control of the rest.”
There must be advisors in the demon world as well.
It was quite the right decision to first take control of Mulen, a country divided from other races by the sea.
Yuma looked at the clone.
“Are you worried? Tysha and about 20 members of the White Night clan in Viscount Amon, as well as 1,000 imperial troops, must have already departed for Mulen.”
Clone slowly shook his head.
“No, I trust the preparations made by Yuma and Brigitte. I am worried, though.”
Yuma looked at Eldrie again.
“Can you use magic scouts to find out exactly what kind of guys are pouring out?”
Eldrie lowered her head.
“I’m sorry. There is a limit to what you can do as a scout right now. I don’t think I can confirm for sure.”
“is it.”
Yuma stood up.
“They sent scouts, so I’ll go scout here as well. I’ll take Ethan and find out what kind of guys they are.”
Brigitte quickly stood up.
“Yuma…!”
“It’s okay. If you’re Ethan, wouldn’t a round trip in half a day be enough distance?”
Yuma took numerous flights with Griffin and Ethan, who became his friends over the course of two months.
Now, they had a level of proficiency that was not much different from that of a high elf.
“They will come to let us know that they are not in charge of the war.”
Brigitte sighed as she looked at Yuma’s unwavering eyes.
“…I understand. Yuma.”
Brigitte was so worried about Yuma that she was going crazy, but she didn’t show it.
“Don’t get hurt.”
“Don’t worry.”
Yuma patted Brigitte’s shoulder.
And then I approached Clone.
“Let’s go together.”
Clone smiled and nodded his head loudly.
“Yes! Yuma-sama!”
The only thought that existed in Clone’s mind was that he could help the Mullen people.
There was no fear of demons.
Yuma placed the clone on top of Ethan first.
Kurrrr…
Gryphon, Ethan, stayed still, crying quietly.
This was not the first time Yuma rode with his group.
“You too must hold tight to the rope.”
“Yes, Yuma!”
Clone stroked Ethan’s soft fur.
“Please take care of me…Ethan.”
Crrr…
Yuma tightened his grip on the rope.
‘Long-term war?’
Yuma had no intention of letting the Demon World b*stards hang out in Middle Earth for a long period of time.
‘Nothing good comes from prolonging it.’
After making the troops clear out at once.
Kill all those troops. Yuma’s walls fell into silence.
Today, first of all, I was going to see them for a while.
Ethan spread his wings and glided.