I asked you to draw what you like, but you drew the funeral of Fulilian

"I'm just not sure yet." Fulilian said to everyone, "As far as the current situation is concerned, there are too many uncertainties."

[Fulilian is confident? ! ]

[I said, when did Fulilian become so bold. ]

"You have some chance of winning in your heart, right?" Fulilian asked Duncan.

"Haven't you read Mahat's memory?"

Duncan said: "In this regard, I haven't completed the analysis of all Mahat's memories."

Flilian asked: "What's going on?"

Duncan lowered his head and said: "The amount of memory is really too huge."

In the picture, it was Etilu who touched Mahat and read Mahat's memory.

"Etilu gave me all of Mahat's memories for a hundred years."

Hearing Duncan's words.

"A hundred years of memory." Fulilian's tone was not surprising.

[Fulilian.....I have a bold idea. ]

[A hundred years is definitely not a long time for Fufu. If this memory is given to Fufu, will Fufu be able to analyze it quickly? ! ]

"Such a large amount of memory can be read just by touching it." Fulilian was a little surprised at Etilu's ability.

"Etilu's attainments in the field of mental magic are amazing."

Duncan said honestly: "If I rely on myself alone, it will take a long time to analyze this huge experience."

Flilian said: "I understand."

"Let me help you too."

Hearing the words of the judge.

Hsuetal looked at Fulilian in surprise, "Can you even do this?"

[I knock? ! Fufu can really do it! ]

"Although I am not particularly good at mental magic, as long as the person who has that memory agrees."

Flilian stepped forward and held Duncan's hand: "I can help him analyze it."

[Wow, Fufu is so amazing! ]

[Almighty Fufu! ]

[Fufu: Humph, am I awesome? ! 】

"Thank you, Fulilian." Duncan looked at Fulilian seriously.

"I will remember this favor."

Originally, Duncan thought that it would be a very time-consuming task for him to analyze Mahat's memory for a hundred years alone.

But fortunately, now he has Fulilian's help.

Duncan suddenly felt that this matter became easier.

"Let us find the possibility of defeating Mahat from the world of memory."

Fulilian urged the magic power, and Duncan and the two of them produced a special magic fluctuation.

The screen switched.

Night.

The town was full of gold, and it was cold.

Mahat sat alone in the living room full of gold, with a complacent and happy tone.

"What a meaningful conversation."

"Why does a module that wants to coexist with humans kill so many humans?"

Mahat thought of the question Fulilian asked him.

"This is a good question, Fulilian. ”

“Understanding the emotional differences between humans and demons will be the roadmap to achieving coexistence between humans and demons.”

“It is also the goal I have been pursuing.”

[Wait, what is Mahat’s goal?!]

Mahat knew that the little human girl had his memory.

“With the help of Lord Duncan, I’m afraid Flyllian has already started reading my memory?”

A smile appeared on Mahat’s face.

“Please feel free to enjoy my memory.”

“Then, fight for the coexistence of humans and demons, Flyllian.”

“Let me find the answer I have been looking for.” ”

[This... What is Mahat thinking?!]

[Is Mahat trying to understand humans?!]

In the picture.

A town full of flames.

Mahat, wearing a suit of honor, walked into the devastated town.

The initial opportunity was just a small matter. That day, as usual, Mahat, who received the order from the Demon King, went to destroy a human village.

Mahat walked through the destroyed village calmly.

For it, this village was just the most insignificant one among the countless villages it had destroyed so far.

Mahat, holding a golden scimitar in his hand, found an old priest holding the body of the saint in a church full of flames and collapsed.

Mahat remembered:

The priest in that village kept muttering something to me, words like "malice" and "guilt".

This is also something I have heard countless times.

What humans often say before they die.

In the picture, the old priest showed a look of understanding on his face.

‘But the priest and I have killed a few humans so far.Same. ’

“.......Why did you suddenly stop talking? Are you not begging for mercy anymore?” Mahat asked.

“.......Is that so........” The old priest lowered his head, and he understood something.

“......So that’s it.......”

“......You can’t understand.......”

The old priest’s face showed pity and sadness, “It’s so pitiful......”

Mahat didn’t understand what the old priest was saying, and he waved his hand holding the golden scimitar.

The old priest who was talking strangely suddenly broke into two halves.

‘A question suddenly appeared in my mind.’ Mahat looked at the old priest’s body and fell into deep thought.

‘Although I know the meaning of those words, I don’t understand what kind of emotion it is.’

Mahat walked in the destroyed village.

He saw that there were all kinds of expressions on the faces of humans.

A girl with long hair tied up, huddled in a corner, with flames everywhere, she held her head with her eyes closed and looked very painful.

‘I know this is horror. ’

On the other side.

After seeing it, a young man, regardless of his mutilated body, was furious and wanted to tear it apart.

‘I know this is anger.’

Among the ruins, there was a girl wearing noble clothes, but covered in dust and blood, with lifeless eyes, staring at the ground.

‘This is sadness, I know it too.’

Mahat paused.

In front of him, a warrior in armor appeared, holding a long sword in his hand and pointing at him.

On the blood-stained face, strong emotions burst out from his eyes.

‘This is called killing intent, which comes from anger and hatred.’

Mahat said lightly, waved the golden scimitar in his hand, and killed the warrior in front of him.

‘I know this too.’

Mahat’s tone was very puzzled, “But what is “malice”? ”

“What is “guilt”? ”

【Because of the old priest, Mahat began to doubt his life...】

【Who am I? Where am I? What should I do?】

Mahat knew that the demons lacked the feelings and emotions that humans took for granted.

“Why is that?”

In the village he destroyed, Mahat looked at these humans and felt such a strong interest for the first time.

It hoped to understand them better.

So.

When Mahat passed a corner, he saw two surviving boys, one big and one small.

Mahat showed a friendly smile on his face, handed them two knives, and said: "Fight each other, I will let the one who survives live."

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