Magic Caster of Destroy

Brain laughed at himself . I never even thought that might be the case.

In that case… how would he live on, now that he knew what Gazef’s thoughts were.

As Brain lost himself in thought, Climb asked a question, as though he were unable to bear the silence.

“…If I’m not wrong, Stronoff-sama won’t allow himself to be revived?”

“Gazef was that kind of man.”

Even if they used resurrection magic, it didn’t necessarily mean the dead would come back to life.

The legends said that people who were happy with their lives would refuse resurrection.

“The King doesn’t seem to have accepted that yet.”

“That’s only to be expected. However, that guy won’t be back… Stil , it’s quite a surprise.”

“Yes. I don’t understand what Gazef-sama was thinking. Shouldn’t he come back to life and continue pledging his loyalty? It’s what I would do.”

“Is that so? As for you, Climb, I think you would do that. As for me… don’t bring me back after I die.

I’m not happy with how I lived and… I don’t think I could bear to go on with it.”

“For my part, I would stil choose to return. I want to grind this body to dust in service to Renner-sama, if I can afford to.”

Only one person in the Kingdom could use resurrection magic. There was no doubt the price she would ask would be staggering… but that was the price of defying the grave.

During the demonic disturbance, all the adventurers technically belonged to the same team so there was an exception, but under normal circumstances, resurrection would cost a sizeable amount. It was a sum that would make one’s eyes pop out, and normal civilians or soldiers could work their whole lives and never be able to afford it. The same went for Climb.

Your Princess-sama would gladly pay up, Brain didn’t say. Instead, he replied, “Is that so?”

The silence descended on them again. This time, Brain broke it.

“I real y wanted to defeat that guy…”

Climb didn’t answer. And Brain didn’t want him to answer either. No, if he thought about it rationally, these words were useless to Climb. However, he didn’t know why, but he had to say them, all the things he’d been piling up in his heart.

“In the past, I lost to him. So I thought I wanted to beat him. But now, that’s impossible… Ah, I let him get away,” Brain said as he looked to the night sky. “Dammit…”

“…Brain-san.”

What should I do?

What should I do about Gazef’s wil ?

“No, it should be like this. What am I confused about? There’s only two choices. Carry it on, or don’t carry it on. I want to… triumph? Ah, is it like that…”

Wasn’t there only one answer, in the end?

Brain’s face sported a fierce smile, and he raised Razor’s Edge to the sky.

“Hmph! Anyone can carry it on or whatever!”

Brain shouted loudly, from the bottom of his heart.

“You chose to die! How dare you take the easy way out! Go regret it in the other world! I ― I wil , I will surpass you in my own way! Climb! Let’s go drink! Let’s get some wine and have some fun!”

He didn’t know what to do.

However, he knew that he didn’t want to simply inherit Gazef’s wil . If he did that, no matter what he did, he’d never be able to beat him.

Besides, in future, he’d probably end up thinking about Gazef over and over again. But for now, he could lose himself, and forget.

He clapped his hand on Climb’s shoulder, and forcefully stepped forth. The weight on his hands seemed to lighten, if only a little.

Volume 9 Brand New Chapter

Translators: Nigel, Zack Tan

Editors/Proofreaders: Namo-Namo, Rockgollem, Tainted Dreams, Skythewood

Everyone looked forward to the coming of spring. This was more so on the part of the peasants, who could feel the earth coming back to life under their feet. However, even city residents welcomed spring as well. Granted, spring in the cities was largely a matter of not having to buy kindling for warmth.

On the first day of spring in E-Rantel, however, all that greeted it was silence.

The main streets were devoid of people, as if they had all died. Still, from the gaps in the shutters and doors — cracked open just a little — one could sense something from the houses that faced the streets. It felt as though people were holding their breath and peeking at the world outside.

Today was the day when E-Rantel would be officially ceded to Ainz Ooal Gown and become a city in the Sorcerous Kingdom of Nazarick.

The first city gate opened, and bells of welcome pealed forth.

After much time had passed, the second city gate opened, and the bells echoed through the city once more.

Between the second and the third doors was the residential zone of the city.

The reason the residents of E-Rantel had not fled was because they knew even if they escaped, all that awaited them was despair.