-We can do it! - said Hinata raising the sword high up cheering all her classmates. She looked in my direction with a twinkle of blue eyes.
-Hah. Sakomoto sighed, realizing that it was just a dream. Five years have passed since the moment when he and his classmates were called to this world. He had long forgotten the appearance of his friends, relatives and even relatives.
"Maybe it's just a dream?" - he thought one day and decided to settle in the village. Fell in love with an ordinary beauty, but it was a big mistake. In one of the unremarkable days, he lost everything he had, love, a second home and friends.
-Now I, as a naked man, have nothing to lose. Sakamoto said looking at the large door leading straight to the Demon King's room. Sakamoto's words described all of his equipment. He was wearing nothing but shorts and a cloak. In his hands was a sword.
- Luck is a gift of fate. Today we will find out if this is true. - having opened the doors, he entered the room and saw that this room was a throne room in which there were massive columns. Only now the roof was gone for a long time and snow was already attacking the floor through it.
-Greetings, last hero! - I heard someone's voice ahead. Sakamoto's greeting remained silent. In the throne room, a demon with six horns sat on a throne. The demon's eyes shone crimson, its four eyes longed for the battle that it had been longing for all these five years.
-Well? What are you waiting for? Go ahead! Demon Lord Sakomoto shouted impatiently.
"When we first met, he looked like a frail and weak-spirited boy. But now, he is on a par with me! What a ... wonderful day! I should have left everyone alive, maybe then they could have amused me all together !" The Demon Lord thought, causing a sinister smile to appear on his face.
Gripping his sword tightly, Sakamoto rushed straight towards the Demon Lord. "Yes, yes!" the Demon Lord chuckled in his head as he also jumped towards him.
Sakomoto's sword cut the air like paper and storms arose from this, from such a Demon Lord began to increase his strength, and when he found a hole in the hero's defense, he extended his hand and injured Sakamoto's cheek. The rage played around both of them like that… so the Demon Lord thought. Sakamoto's face had a cold expression of calmness and equanimity. The wound on his cheek oozed, but it was like losing a lizard's tail.
Reflecting everything with his sword, he tried to finish it as quickly as possible.
-End. He said right in front of the Demon Lord's face. The demon was caught in a mistake and because of this, extended its arm in an attempt to hurt the hero.
-B-krak!
- Hee! - he was frightened when he heard the crunch of broken bones and the sword that penetrated the flesh ... but he did not feel the pain.
-Ha? - opening his eyes, he saw how his hand was pierced through the chest of Sakamoto.
-Hahaha! Sakamoto laughed like a madman, scaring the Demon Lord. He did not understand anything, everything should have been the other way around! Why? Why did the hero kill himself?
-Finally. koff. A worthy death. Now I can calmly look everyone in the eye in the next world. he said, thus frightening the Demon Lord even more, causing him to jump away from him.
A moment and again the scene that tormented him in his dreams. That first day when he and his class were transferred to the king's castle.
Blinking, he saw a light at the end of the tunnel, and passing through this dark corridor, he went straight...
-Yudai! I understand you are tired. But laziness breeds diabolical thoughts! So get up! - someone on the other side called out to him, and then he also began to shake his shoulders.
-Ha? Itoh? - surprised Sakomoto old friend - B-But how?
-What how? Goro was already surprised, but realizing that Sakamoto was still alive, he understood what he was talking about. - Oh yes. I'll tell you everything along the way, let's hurry up, otherwise we'll fall behind everyone.
Rushing after Ito Goro, Yudai Sakomoto tried to understand what his old friend was telling him.
It was a test test of the gods, which was the Demon Lord's infiltration failure, causing everyone to be transported to the real world.
- So all this was not worthwhile?
-Yes. But don't worry. Damage there, doesn't affect us here.
All five years of work, thoughts, thoughts and love were just an illusion? Yudai couldn't believe it, and so he intended to try to fight the Demon Lord again. He knew that if that was an illusion, then neither was this one.
***
The Demon Lord who had previously slept in his lodging suddenly woke up in a cold sweat. It was not chills that beat him, the demons did not feel the cold, he was beaten by chills of the soul and fear. If a man like Sakamoto comes to him again, he doesn't know what will happen to him. Of course, he will kill him, but the price for this will be his peace of mind, which will be imprinted on his soul forever.
No matter how many times he was reborn, he never met heroes like Yudai. There were zero people who gladly gave their lives to him, so this was new to him.
- I need to withdraw my troops! Not! It's better not to show up at all!
On that day, the Great Demon Lord left the castle and went on a long journey away from Sakamoto.