He said in an impudent manner while sticking out his two rolled horns. His large eyes look at you with amusement.

It's a good thing I like the color of heroes. But Ouful wasn't that bad.

　While his hands and body are restrained and held back by his magical equipment, Dohasura gives a thin smile. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do it, but I'm going to try.

　DohaSura. Dohasura is one of the hexenbiests that haunted Bela, the burial jail, and for whom Paloma-Bashar asked for help. No, he's a Hexenbiest, so maybe we should call him one.

　The first time I saw him, I saw his eyes flash and then he opened his mouth.

It's not that I don't like it. And like I said, I'm not the same person as Oufru. I'm not going to like it much.

　I could see Kalia's expression tilt up and down as she moved her silver hair up and down. The fact that a hexenbiest, a foreign substance, has entered the room must be making her heart flutter.

　Her neat lips opened slightly.

"Lugis. I think it's useless to negotiate with a hexenbiest.

　He responded with a light wave of his hand to Kalia. She waved her hand lightly at Kalia and replied, "Your tone was strong, but I think you're worried about me. Some Hexenbiests are able to ensnare their opponents with just a few words.

　Of course, it's not every day that I get to talk to a hexenbiest face to face. I felt the skin of my fingers tense up.

　Still, if there was something I had to ask, I would have to do this. I opened my mouth with the gaze of six eyes on my back.

You're an old acquaintance of Altius and Oufru, aren't you? I'm curious. I'd like to know what these people who call themselves gods are up to and what they're trying to do.

　Instantly, I felt the air in the room tense up a bit. Spit slowly trickled down his throat. Dohasura's magical eyes narrowed, and he saw the breathing of Fialat, Elddis, and the others become momentarily uneven.

　He tapped his fingers lightly on the wooden desk and looked directly into Dohasura's evil eye. I'm not sure what to make of it.

...... I don't ask why it's a riddle. I'm not sure what you mean by that.

　He said, as if eating up the words.

"It makes sense. He told me to pray for it. Unfortunately, I don't have the stomach for it. I'm afraid I don't have it in me.

　So it makes sense to know his true intentions. It is always worthwhile to understand a person's character. An enemy is someone you should know more about than a friend.

　And of all people, Altius has Alueno's body in his hands. I don't know by what means or to what end.

　But whatever it is, it's already a clear enemy. I'll make sure he's put out of his misery.

　I don't want to take any heavy-handed measures just to listen to him, he tells Doherty. I don't know how far hostage taking and interrogation will go against a hexenbiest.

　Even so, it takes a certain amount of effort to get words out of a person whose lips are tightly closed. It also hurts my conscience a little. If possible, I want him to speak spontaneously. So I told him.

　He smiled a little, his lips rippling lightly. Then he closed his lips once. He seemed to be hesitating about how to say it and how much to say.

He seemed to be hesitating about what to say and how much to say. "...... is fine, as long as it doesn't amount to betrayal. I can't betray Artius, after all. That's the way it is.

　I can't betray him. I don't know if that's because of his magic or because of his beliefs. He gave a small nod and opened his hand to encourage her to continue.

　After all, Altius is a godlike being. If I can get even a fragment of information from him, it should be enough.

"Altius, the divine spirit... or was it Altia in human form? You seem to be mistaken, but she was never evil.

　She behaved badly in the Great Temple of Flimsulat," Fialat muttered viciously. Dohasura smiled easily in response to his hostile words.

　I'm not sure how, but for a hexenbiest, he's awfully friendly, or at least he seems to be.

I've always had no mercy for those who oppose me. But in the past, she, Althea, was truly a hero to the humans. A great human species that stood up for the dignity of its starving, dispossessed people and fought for their salvation and well-being.

　This is the first time I've ever seen such a story told by Dohasura.


　In the past, there was a time called the Kamidai.


　It was a time when spirits were in the heavens. It was a time when spirits were in the heavens, dragons ruled the hollow, and giants ruled the earth.

　Humans were not yet the champions of the continent, but only slaves and rulers for the great ones. To run freely across the land as we do now is only a dream.

　Therefore, humans had no dignity, were not allowed to will, and died as easily as dust. Words like freedom and happiness were illusions, and there were no words to describe them.

　Yes, they were cattle, so to speak. There was a slight civilization, but humans were just a thing to be tasted, sometimes killed, and sometimes eaten by the dominant race.



　In those cruel times, she was born.

　Her name was Althea. Doha Sura didn't know the details of her history. All she knew was that she was originally an abandoned child.

　She wanted only one thing. He remembered her saying.

　--Dignity for the weak. Happiness for the hungry. Words like "wish" are unacceptable. There are no gods in this world, only those who rule and govern us.

　The way she said this was truly heroic. In a way, she could have been described as a myth.

　She brought the giant Hrimsrath to his knees and abolished the race of giants itself.

　He ripped off the wings of the evil dragon Vriligant and forcibly took its heart.

　He caused the spirit god Zebraeliris to fall from the heavens to the earth, and built the foundation of magic, which was only a natural concept. Her mere human body sometimes bled, her bones were crushed, and she was wounded many times, but that did not stop Althea.

　The glorious trajectory she had created was unmistakably that of a myth. In order for people to be people, Althea wielded her sword and paved the way with her magic.

　If a hero is one who goes before others and does greater things than anyone else, then she was indeed a hero.

　How did she, a mere human, come to acquire so much power? I have no idea.

　Some say that she was actually mixed with some other race, or that she was the result of a mutation of the human race.

　Some bards said that she was the result of a mutation of the human race.

　But as far as Dohasura knew, Althea had had many companions, but she alone was great.

　Her greatest goal was the salvation and happiness of all people. The unification of mankind and its continuation forever. Deep in her heart, she believed in these things that were told in dreams.

　To that end, or perhaps not, Althea shattered and crushed all myths and created an empire.

　An empire that united all the kingdoms and governed the human species. A unified empire in her name.

　Dohasura is convinced. That was, without a doubt, the greatest time of man. A time when everyone possessed more honor and prosperity than they could hold in their hands. A time when everyone was happy.

　But that glory will eventually fade away. The unified empire came to an end with the death of the one who built it.

　The death of the great hero Althea. It was not a natural death, but a murder by another.

　--The servant's name was Oufru. The one Altiere trusted most, the one he loved most.