An Old Man Was Kicked Out of the Hero’s Party, Had His Woman Stolen From Him, and Suffered a Terrible Experience, but He Becomes the Strongest After Being Given the Ability to Use Necromancy by the Former Demon King. - Episode 2
I used to be a pretty amazing adventurer.
He has explored many dungeons and defeated many formidable monsters.
Whenever I went to town, girls would come over to me, having heard of my fame, and other adventurers would ask me to tell them stories of the adventures I’d had.
Whenever I went to a bar, I was always the center of attention, and everyone would come up to talk to me.
It was around that time that he started dating his childhood friend, Celia.
It was fun. It was a glory day.
Gradually his fame spread far and wide, and he was finally chosen by the country to be one of the heroes’ party.
I felt honored to be able to be a part of the group that defeated the Demon King.
While feeling awe at the hero, who was younger and stronger than himself, he decided to use his experience to become a reliable ally.
I will become a hero who will defeat the Demon King together with the Brave.
And he’s going to marry his girlfriend, Celia.
That’s what I thought…
But the reality was different.
The closer I got to the Demon King’s castle, the stronger the monsters got, and I was no match for them.
My swordsmanship and intermediate-level magic were gradually becoming ineffective.
Not only that, but as I got older, my body was no longer able to move as well as it used to.
I can no longer move as agilely as I used to.
The limits of his strength were becoming apparent.
The hero didn’t think of me as a reliable ally.
I thought it was useless.
My girlfriend, Celia, has given up on me.
In the end, I was defeated alone in the battle with the Minotaur, my head was chopped off, and I died.
No, I don’t want to die like this.
I don’t want to die in a place like this.
I was supposed to be a hero.
Become a hero who defeats the Demon King.
I don’t want to admit that this is my limit.
I can do more.
I can fight more!
I scream voicelessly and shed tears that cannot be shed.
I’m already dead.
This cry will not reach anyone.
That’s what I thought.
But suddenly, a voice came from nowhere.
“Do you want to get stronger?”
Ah, I want to be stronger.
I want to be stronger than the hero.
“By any means necessary?”
I want to become stronger, even if it means my body goes to hell.
“What do you want to do when you become stronger?”
I want to defeat the current Demon King and become a hero.
I want the world to know that I am the strongest magical warrior.
“Hohoho, this guy is worthy of being a member of Lord Morsilence’s family.”
Molsilence. I feel like I’ve heard that somewhere before.
“Then let me grant your wish.”
Once upon a time, the world was completely dark, but then a white mist began to spread across it.
Before long, my body is enveloped in mist.
What the hell is going on?
What’s going to happen to me?
There is the sound of a crackling bonfire.
When I opened my eyes, I saw the stars twinkling in the dark.
night?
When I sat up, I noticed a strange old man standing there.
An old man wearing a tricorn hat and dark green travelling clothes was stroking his beard with one hand and adjusting the fire by putting a stick into it with the other.
Who is this person?
“Oh, I was supposed to be dead.”
“I brought you back to life. With magic.”
Did you bring him back to life?
By magic?
Is that even possible?
But actually, I’m back to life…
“You have a strange look on your face. Well, that’s understandable, since the necromancy magic I use is a rare type of magic.”
“Thank you for your help. I appreciate it.”
“Now, now, I didn’t help you out of kindness alone.”
Isn’t it just good intentions?
Although he feels uneasy about what the old man says, he realizes something important.
“Now that I think of it, what happened to the Minotaur that was here? It was supposed to have been here just a while ago–“
“If you’re looking for the Minotaur, then that’s it.”
When I looked in the direction the old man was pointing, I saw the Minotaur’s corpse lying there.
Who on earth defeated the Minotaur?
“It’s me.”
“Picture?”
“The one who dealt the final blow to the Minotaur.”
“How could that be?”
This old man defeated that muscular Minotaur.
I got done too.
“I told you, I can use necromancy magic. And that’s how I defeated him.”
“And you?”
I only just realized this now.
This old man has an air about him that makes him seem extraordinary.
Who are you?
The old man slowly removes his tricorn hat.
Small demon horns were growing there.
An ogre. Not a human, a monster.
I took some distance and picked up my sword that was nearby.
“As you can see, I am not human. I revived you for a certain purpose.”
“Could that voice possibly be you?”
“Yes. I have been searching for someone as greedy for strength as you.”
“Why?”
“I am looking for someone who will become a follower of the previous Demon King.”
He’s a relative of the previous Demon King.
The previous Demon King, that’s right, hence the name Morsilence.
Molsilence.
An evil phoenix that appears in a white mist. The demon lord who controlled an army of immortals and plunged the continent of Barbara into terror.
Although he was defeated by the current Demon Lord Nildora, it is said that he still sleeps somewhere, waiting for the time to rise again.
“You, perhaps…”
“Yes. I am a follower of the former Demon Lord, Morsilence. I am Renfri Bl00d. I will make you into a magic swordsman stronger than the Hero.”
“Stronger than the hero—“
“I will enable you to use the undead magic used by the previous Demon King.”
I will be able to use the magic used by the previous Demon King.
I gulped and waited for Renfri to continue.