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I Got a New Skill Every Time I Was Exiled, and After 100 Different Worlds, I Was Unmatched (Web Novel) - Chapter 421: Hurting Someone Else Is More Painful Than Getting Hurt Yourself.
Chapter 421: Hurting Someone Else Is More Painful Than Getting Hurt Yourself.
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The following month was remarkably peaceful. Initially, Mao and Yuto seemed slightly awkward, but within three days, they had returned to their usual demeanor.
Of course, whether they truly returned to their original state was uncertain. It seemed they had had a conversation, but investigating that would be tactless. The relationship between those two was theirs alone, and delving into their hearts would be prying.
Therefore, as their elders, we needed to interact with them normally. We adventured, trained, and time flew by. The planned farewell also came swiftly.
This is it. Youve become strong, Yuto.
Thank you, Ed-san!
After finishing his final sword training session, Yuto, panting, bowed his head as I praised him. Indeed, Yuto had become strong enough to easily defeat an average adventurer who slacked off on training and drank. Considering he was twelve years old, almost thirteen, his prowess was overwhelming.
Of course, as a hero, he was still far from ideal, but that also meant the world didnt need such power.
Good job, Yuto. Here, use this to wipe your sweat!
Thank you, Mao-chan Ill wash this myself, okay?
Muu! Are you still saying that!? Ill cry, you know!? Even I cry easily!
Haha, sorry, sorry.
Watching Mao and Yuto playfully banter, who would think one was the Demon King destined to destroy the world and the other the hero tasked with defeating her? Of course, there were those like the Holy Radiance Church who judged based on titles alone, but that couldnt be helped. From here on, it was up to the people of this world to choose their future.
Well then, Yuto. As promised, well be leaving tomorrow, so take care, okay?
Yes, I understand. Its sad, but I cant keep relying on you forever.
True. But you two will be fine.
Thats right. Yuto-kun, Mao-chan, you both have grown so much. Theres nothing to worry about now.
Haha, thank you. Well do our best to meet your expectations! Right, Mao-chan?
Yes, thats right.
Of course, we were used to farewells, and Yuto, too, wasnt deeply affected by our departure since we had formed a temporary party with the intention of parting ways. He might feel a bit lonely, but that was all.
On the other hand, Mao seemed somewhat down. As I pondered what to do, Mao made a move.
Yuto, I need to talk to Nii-sama. Could you go back to the inn first?
Huh? Sure but Ill wait until youre done talking.
Sorry, but its not something I want you to hear. Or do you intend to pry into a maidens secrets again?
Eek!? O-okay.
In that case, Ill escort Yuto-kun. Ed, Mao-chan, see you later.
Tia took the pale-faced Yuto, who seemed traumatized, and left. Left alone with Mao, who had a troubled expression, I spoke up.
So, what do you want to talk about?
Yes. Nii-sama no, My lord, I have a request.
What is it?
Mao, implicitly ending our sibling act, addressed me seriously. I, too, responded with a serious face. Mao opened and closed her mouth several times before finally speaking.
Please take me back into you, My lord.
What? Do you understand what youre saying?
I do. Thats why Im asking!
Mao stomped her feet and shook her head, almost in tears. With her clear emotional rejection of the prospect, her request was contradictory.
Of course, its not my true desire! But theres no other way.
Why? Sure, its impossible to make you a normal person, but as long as youre with Yuto, I dont think youll go berserk.
Maos human form seemed to be a result of her powers as the Demon King. Unlike other Demon Kings who were originally humanoid, if I were to reclaim her power, she might become a demonic beast with a human heart.
Thus, I couldnt take that risk. I judged that it was fine for Mao to remain as she was, but Mao herself seemed to think differently.
Indeed, as long as Im with Yuto, I might be stable. But when I was captured by that whatever-it-was Church, I realized my true nature is the Demon King, and if something triggers it, this power could easily ravage the world. If that happens, what will happen? Will Yuto kill me? While I might be okay with that, Yuto wouldnt be. I dont want to burden Yuto with the responsibility of killing me. And besides
Mao paused, her shoulders trembling weakly like a girl her age, as water droplets fell to the ground.
Human hearts are fickle. Theres no guarantee Ill always love Yuto, and I dont even know how Yuto truly feels about me. He treats me well now, but deep down, he might still fear me. Even if not, a small argument could separate us.
Thats fine. Thats inevitable. But if I lose myself after that if the urge to destroy takes over and I harm Yuto or his loved ones, what should I do!?
Its scary! Im scared! If I lose the love that changed my way of life, what will become of me!? If I end up ruining Yutos world its better for me to disappear now
Mao
That day, I told Priest Snail that its important to guide those who might make mistakes, not eliminate them. But that was from the perspective of the guide, and it didnt resonate with Mao, who was to be guided.
And the only one who could truly guide the Demon King Mao was the hero Yuto. But placing the worlds fate on the shoulders of a twelve-year-old was too heavy so Mao wanted to eliminate the possibility by disappearing herself.
What should I do? Fulfilling Maos wish was easy. But ending the future of a girl crying because she didnt want to trouble the man she loved? If I were that cowardly, I wouldnt be standing here.
Should I gamble on making Mao human? The odds werent even sixty percent. Betting on who would buy drinks was one thing, but gambling with lives and hearts wasnt conscionable.
What to do? What to choose? For me, for Mao, for Yuto, for this world. Among the means available to me, what option was the best?
I expel Ed-san from my party!
What!?
Ping!
Condition met. Ten minutes remaining until return.
As I pondered deeply, the voice of the boy who shouldnt have been here reached my ears and a cold, emotionless voice mercilessly announced the time I had left in this world.
