01.
"Magic Girl Madoka".
In order to save Madoka, Akami Homura kept using her time travel ability to travel back to the past time and time again, but every time she saw Madoka transforming into a magical girl and seeing her die in front of her.
no. not enough. Do it again, even if I repeat it a hundred times, I will definitely save her.
Downpours, another death, a lonely journey...
It looks like a beautiful fairy tale shell, but when you walk into this story, you find it is deeply dark and realistic.
Every magical girl is a tragedy from beginning to end, but the light of humanity shines in that tragedy. It is these lights that make the audience cry even more.
Magnolia Empire. Rasp City.
The city of Rasp is an important military town at the border between the Yulan Empire and the Dijon tribe, where a large number of troops are stationed.
Du Bin is the general who guards Rasp City. He found that the Demon World shopping mall has become popular among soldiers recently. As a general who cares about soldiers, he took the initiative to find out.
Well... Then I also fell in love with the Devil's Emporium.
The soldiers were quite happy about this, and felt that the distance between the general and himself had been shortened a lot.
After watching this episode of Xiao Meiyan, Du Bin felt a little trembling in his heart. What kind of devil animation is this. He, a murderous general, couldn't bear it.
While complaining about his crimes in his heart, he walked into the living room, and there was a banquet for the city lord to attend tonight.
As a result, his son did not wait in the living room in advance.
Dupin was a little impatient, he went directly to Victor's room and knocked on the door.
Victor's voice trembled a little: "Go out."
Hearing his son's spineless voice, Du Bin's eyebrows almost stood up, he kicked the door and went in, and then... uh... Then he saw his son hugging the siren princess doll on the bed, tears dripping down his face Big drops fell, and the ending song of "Magic Girl Madoka Magica" was projected on the wall over there.
Dubin: ...
General Dupin almost had a heart attack when he saw this scene.
An all-powerful boss is cultivating his heirs well, thinking that his heirs will be able to fight on the battlefield and defend the country like himself in the future.
As a result... he saw a crying otaku hugging a pillow.
Just when Dubin was about to yell - he completely forgot that he had just been tortured so much that his heart ached. He didn't expect his son to get off the bed directly, ran over and hugged him, "Dad, I love you." He said.
Dupin was stunned.
"I watched a lot of anime recently, and I realized how happy my life is now... I will work hard in the future, Dad!" Victor said seriously.
A glimmer of light in the dark, humanity...and love.
never mind. Dupin thought to himself. Let go of this stupid son today.
This is a merciless anime, and the reality is actually merciless.
But these girls in the anime are still fighting and working hard, even if they die, even if death is meaningless to others, they are still working hard and fighting. It is easy to awaken the warmth and fighting spirit in people's hearts.
In fact, it makes sense for Urobuchi Gen to call himself a warrior of love.
... But it's still too cruel!
02.
In addition to the work assigned the previous day, there will be some unexpected situations every day. After all, Hill is in charge of the entire Demon World, and many, many things happen every day in such a large piece of land.
When Hill first became the Demon King, he had a lot of free time every day, because in the past, everyone thought that those things were all trivial matters, and they didn't need to bother the Lord Demon King, and they could just solve it by themselves. Such as slaughtering half of the tribe, such as coordinating racial conflicts (usually the solution is to fight each other).
In the past, the devil king did not have any opinion on the brutal handling methods, but the five elders gradually discovered that the devil king’s behavior style is very different from before. The meaning of the Lord Demon King, so he began to try to report those things directly to the Lord Demon King.
After all, Hill is a college student who graduated from political science, so he also has unique and advanced views on some political affairs.
The five elders felt that Lord Demon King's handling was very powerful, so they reported more things to Hill. Hill also made wrong judgments, but being in an absolute high position gave him the opportunity to make mistakes. After all, his predecessor was too Ignored some political affairs.
But being in a high position gives you the opportunity to make mistakes. I really want to make some mistakes in the relationship between men and women, um... the relationship between men and men is also possible.
When Hill was dealing with these matters, he was constantly learning, and at the same time, he often had discussions with the five elders in this regard.
The Demon World cannot be governed by one person, but the Demon World can be governed by one idea. Hill thinks so.
He told the death knight Gordenia about this idea, and Gordenia disagreed: "But my king, you are one of the greatest demon kings in history, and you can rule the demon world by yourself."
"No, what I mean is, form my thoughts into an idea and infuse each of you into each of you, so that you can make correct judgments even if I'm not here... Do you understand?" Actually Hill wanted to say something similar In terms of political guiding ideology or something.
Dark night, red moon, Blackrock Tower.
The moonlight poured into the room, covering everything with a light and sparkling veil.
On the oak table was a lamp with a bright blue flame. It was given to Hill by Captain Rhodes. He told Hill how to make it. After listening to it, Hill found it very troublesome, so he asked Captain Rhodes to make lamp oil regularly. After that, it was sent to him through the dark Holy See. Hill felt that although the light of the flame was not very bright, it was in line with his imagination of the devil world and magic in his second year of middle school.
From Gordenia's point of view, half of Lord Demon King's body was immersed in the blood-colored moonlight, while the other half was shrouded in faint blue light. His face was also repeatedly screened by light and shadow, and there was a psychedelic luster in his pupils that he had never seen before.
Goldnia suddenly understood something, he was shocked, and knelt down on one knee, "I understand, my king."
"Tell me." Seeing him like this, Hill felt that he seemed to have lost his mind.
"You don't want to be the king of the earth, but rather the king of the sky." Gordenia said in a deep voice, "You want your every word to become a precept, and you want your thoughts and will to permeate the entire demon world." , You want thousands of people to worship you, you want thousands of people to mourn, you want thousands of people to sing your name, and you want all beings to push you to the throne of the gods..."
Hill: "..."
Big brother, you are blowing too much.
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In Gordenia's eyes, Lord Demon King's eyes seemed to light up slightly, and the light was as moving as meteors passing by in the dark night. Then he seemed to think of something and laughed at himself, "Be careful, brother."
Goldnia bowed his head, "Yes, my king."
He thought he saw through everything.
And Hill over there was almost sweating.
This brainstorming is really amazing...
Hill: "Gol..."
Goldonia: "My king?"
Hill: "Are you interested in writing fiction?"
Gordenia: "My imagination is not enough, my lord."
Hill: "... No, I think you have a great imagination."
Gordenia: "... huh?"
Hill looked at the death knight for a while, and finally waved his hand, "Go, let me be alone."
Gordenia left in a daze.
well…
03.
During this period of time, Hill became interested in sword practice, so he found a paladin to learn for a while every day, just to relax his muscles and exercise his body.
Because of his excellent physical foundation, his swordsmanship improved very quickly, and soon the paladin he taught would no longer be his opponent. On this day, Monroe came to the Demon Realm to report on the dark church of the Plague Islands, and Hill pulled him into a fight after hearing it.
"I hear you beat Hutchinson," said Monroe. "You're making great progress."
"Is the next sentence 'As expected of the Demon King'?" Hill asked.
Monroe smiled, "No, I knew you were great."
"Hey, since you praised me, I'll accept it."
They were circling around with swords in their hands, while observing each other's flaws.
It seems to be leisurely, but in fact it is murderous every step of the way.
But when they gazed at each other sharply, they were still able to chat.
"Actually, I cheated," Hill said, his eyes flicking over Monroe's legs, picking up the rhythm of Monroe's stride.
"Huh?" Monroe walked unhurriedly, but Hill saw that his eyes were also sharpening a little bit, and Hill enjoyed the feeling of this change.
"My physical fitness is definitely better than Hutchinson's." Hill tentatively moved forward half a step, and Monroe's sword tip hung slightly, blocking Hill's way just in time. That's amazing, Hill raised his mouth, and continued: "So it's hard for me to attack him directly and quickly. The so-called martial arts in the world are only fast, and it's better to be fast in everything. Of course, it's not good to be fast... He seemed to be twirling the knight sword in his hand nonchalantly, "You think I'm driving, right? Oh yes, I am indeed driving, and by the way..."
This is the time.
Hill's eyes were fixed, and he rushed forward.
"—Looking for Opportunities..."
There was a clanging sound when the knight's sword collided with the knight's sword, and red sparks sparkled and splashed at the point where the sword edge rubbed against each other. Through the flying spot of light, Hill saw Monroe's eyes full of fighting spirit.
"—kill you."
Hill finally finished the sentence, and stormed up again.
"Although I don't want to say that, you are indeed a bit too arrogant as a beginner, Hill."
"Then come and teach me well, His Excellency the Pope."
He didn't use his own magic power, but poured magic power into the sword to prevent the knight's sword from being damaged in such a fierce fight.
The golden and black rays of light entwine each other, and the energy flow broken when the blades collide erodes the surrounding environment wantonly with a destructive aura.
"Hey, hey, it's too serious, Monroe."
"It was you who asked me to educate you well, I was just following your orders."
Stones splashed, and blue flames burned on the ground.
Iron boots step on it, and sparks fly.
"I said you, although you are saying respectful words, you don't put on a respectful posture at all, Monroe."
"Because swordsmanship is my pride, I want to show it to you, Hill."
After finding a flaw to attack, Hill hurriedly parried, but took a few steps back because of his unsteady steps.
Every confrontation makes the tiger's mouth tingle, what kind of strange power is this guy? he thought to himself. Then he simply jumped up high, preparing for a thunderous blow from the sky.
"Under normal circumstances, such an attacking posture can only be performed by a very confident person." Monroe looked up at Hill, and at the same time clenched the knight sword wrapped in black air, "But if you can't do it well..."
They clashed again, and there was a sound like an explosion when they collided.
After the smoke and dust cleared, Monroe half-kneeled and pressed Hill to the ground. He looked at Hill with downcast eyes and said:
"It will release a hint called 'please ravage me'."
His sword was at Hill's throat.
"And I took your cue."
Monroe's eyes were very deep, and he called his name slowly and frustratingly:
"— Hill."
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