I, I am a... uh... magician from another world...

My name is Beelzebub.

He is the 444th brave man of the Holy See of England.

The guys in the Holy See all call me the Man of Destiny, the great magician who can end the war between humans and demons.

I admit that you are all right. I was thirty years old before I traveled through time. Although I lived in a very special environment, I can definitely be called a magician. There are only a few magicians as powerful as me.

!You know, in ten years time I will become a great sage!

but...

After arriving in this world until now...

I obviously know nothing! Apart from chopping wood piles with the holy sword in my hand, I have never experienced even a single actual battle!

o(╥﹏╥)o

Now it's okay, the old guys in the Holy See are urging me to go on an expedition to defeat the Demon King.

I don’t know if I will have a chance to come back after this trip.

We still have a lovely little sister Jiang to take care of, and I still have a large amount of money that I haven’t received yet. I don’t want to be like the brave seniors in front of me, die on the road to defeat the Demon King, and then be chased. It sounds awesome.

What a coaxing name...

"That...Beelzebub...?"

A crisp voice sounded from behind Beelzebub, and his nightmare ended.

"Huh!" He breathed a sigh of relief. After realizing that this was just a nightmare of his, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

Afterwards, what was left in my heart was waves of regret.

This dream... you said it would be great if it could go on forever... Tsk... It seems that only in dreams can I dream of that arrogant and seductive sister-chan...

Sighing, he looked back, and behind him was a girl with long chestnut hair.

She has a well-proportioned figure and a graceful figure. Her long chestnut hair hangs down around her waist, with messy bangs covering her forehead. She has a soft smile on her delicate and pretty face.

Wearing silver-white shoulder pads on the shoulders, a moon-white cape is fixed on the shoulder pads, and a pair of black leather gloves up to the elbow. The red inner armor is covered with a silver-white chest protector of the same color as the shoulder pads, which reaches to the waist.

Under the armor, she wore a red pleated skirt that was the same as the inner armor. The white stockings were mostly covered by silver-white combat boots. A sharp long sword was shining brightly on the girl's waist.

Her name is Helwell, she is Beelzebub's deputy and his friend who grew up with him.

In normal times, she would often help Beelzebub clean his room, correct those seemingly complicated documents, go out on his behalf to give some cult-like speeches, and even go on missions on his behalf...

Ah, it’s obvious that I’m the brave one, why, why do I always feel like a hopeless dead salted fish?!

Σ(⊙▽⊙“a

"What's wrong with you?" Helwell frowned, walked over and sat on a rock next to him. "I always feel like you were having some very boring fantasies just now."

"Fantasy!?" The corner of Beelzebub's mouth twitched fiercely. He didn't think he would think about conquering the Demon King. Is it possible that a guy who chops at wooden stakes all day long can really conquer the Demon King?

?

"Isn't it a fantasy?" The girl frowned, with a trace of worry in her eyes. "Could it be that she had another nightmare?"

"That's right... I dreamed that the elders from the Holy See asked me to defeat the Demon King and so on. I was so scared to death by this nightmare."

"You have high hopes from the elders. If you give up just like that, you will definitely be disappointed."

The girl seemed to want to arouse the other party's belief and continued to speak. "What we have to deal with this time is just an ordinary demon. Beelzebub, you have been practicing swinging and drawing swords since you were sensible. Although you don't know

Why can't you cultivate magic power? But with the source power in your body now, you should have no problem dealing with an ordinary high-level demon."

Beelzebub was born unable to practice magic, but because of his natural abnormality, people in the Holy See always regarded him as a saint sent by the goddess of light to save the world. Even if he was unable to practice magic, there would definitely be other ways to go.

So, in order to discover his potential, those disrespectful old guys started hellish training on the seven-year-old Beelzebub.

And it was at that time that Helwell and Beelzebub began to get to know each other.

"Source Power..." Well, actually he doesn't know what this Source Power is, but he has heard that Helwell also practices Source Power, but the other party is magic.

He cultivates both source power and source power, but he can only cultivate source power.

There is nothing in England that can test source power, so let alone Beelzebub, even Helwell doesn't know what level her source power has reached?

Uh... Of course, I don't rule out that this Yuanli is simply a thing brought out by those disrespectful guys to fool people...

"You should be able to feel that your strength should have become stronger."

"Yes, but is this really the function of Yuanli?" Beelzebub felt very doubtful about this.

Anyone who swings his sword two thousand times day and night for eleven years will probably become incredibly powerful!

What's more, what's the use of having great strength?

Is it possible that with greater strength, I can draw out a more brilliant sword light, and throw out a set of handsome star bursts that can't be healed?

Just when Beelzebub complained about this, Helwell turned her head and looked towards the other side of the forest.

In that direction, she seemed to feel an evil force approaching rapidly.

"Here we come." Helwell's face turned cold, and her palms silently pressed on the hilt of the sword at her waist.

"Is this the aura of the demons?" He frowned. This was the first time he felt the aura of the demons. To be honest, his feeling was a little different from others.

Those people always said that the aura of the demons was very evil and would bring an inexplicable sense of shock, but in his opinion, it was not much different from ordinary people.

Could it be that...

Okay, as expected, am I still too weak?

The corner of his mouth twitched fiercely, and he thought silently in his heart.

...

At this moment, on the other side, the girl with silver hair and red eyes was looking at the wallet in her pocket with a sad face. Looking at the few gold coins left in it, she felt the malice coming from life.

Ah...I failed again...I have obviously bought the best thing, why...why is there not even a slight increase?

Looking at herself, she suddenly felt despair about her life.

Obviously he is also one of the demon kings, but why is he so poor? He just spent hundreds of millions of gold coins to buy the sap of the holy tree that has been accumulated for a thousand years, and he does not even have the expenses to maintain his livelihood.

Bar?

Think about other demon kings, why can they eat and drink spicy food all day long, why can they live the best life, why do some guys look like they are only thirteen or fourteen years old!

It's not fair! It's not fair!

Everyone is the same, plain and ordinary is the truth. Isn’t this bad?

"Are you just capturing a random adventurer on the roadside? I've obviously left the demon territory for several kilometers, so why haven't I met anyone yet?"

While kicking stones with a depressed look on her face, she slowly continued walking along the road towards the woods, not realizing that two guys were already targeting her at this time.

At this time, she was imagining the life she would be able to live temporarily without worries after completing this commission, living in her own small castle, blowing on the heater made by magic, lying on the bed and eating fruits handed over by the servants.

and snacks, and reading my favorite novels. Just thinking about this kind of life makes people feel extremely excited!

?(?*?*?)?

The corners of her mouth raised slightly, revealing a determined smile. She was not at all worried about the capture of the adventurers in England this time.

As one of the many strong men of the Demon Clan, she was still a little unsure about her own strength.

Let’s not talk about it first, let’s just say that the mysterious Holy See has been preaching some doctrines related to the goddess of light all day long, just like a cult.

He was clearly the most powerful force in England, but these actions really made her feel very puzzled and contemptuous.

What's wrong with the Holy See? This demon king is not afraid of you pyramid-sellers of the cult. Even if the brave man comes, it won't help!

Anyway, this devil has accepted this commission worth ten thousand gold coins!

As she thought about it, unknowingly, the girl seemed to have seen the shining luster of the gold coins, and she felt as if she was in heaven, feeling a little light all over.

but.....

Eh? Why does this shiny golden thing seem to have magical power fluctuations?

(????)

Just when she was in a daze, sacred light fell from the sky, and the concentrated magic power merged into the light, emitting a terrifying pressure.

"Eh...? Is that... a sword?"

Her blood-red eyes looked towards the front of the dense forest. In that direction, Helwell, wearing this silver-white armor, was holding up the long sword in her hand. At the same time, a golden holy sword towering into the sky also appeared in front of the Demon King.

Above the girl's head.

The light that was more dazzling than the sun made her feel uncomfortable all over. This feeling was like being directly illuminated by a heating copper pipe on a hot day. No one could bear this feeling.

"Have I been attacked?"

After a while, she suddenly realized that she seemed to have been attacked by someone.

Thinking of this, she subconsciously became nervous. She looked at the sword of judgment hanging above her head and could fall down at any time, and couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

Although I don't know what the opponent's move is, I know it's very powerful just by looking at the formation.

Didn't we say that the brave men in England are all a bunch of losers? But why...why can this guy who just met on the road cast such powerful magic!

no...

At the critical moment, she calmed down in time.

The more panicked I am at this time, the easier it is for the other party to take advantage of me. No, I have to stay calm and never let the other party see that I am afraid at all.
Chapter completed!