"Maybe the Demons aren't so bad, after all…" At some point, I began to have this thought.
They were simply another race who were trying their hardest to survive.
I learned the Demon culture, their language, and their values.
They were also living beings who felt and bled like all of us.
If only there was a solution to their problems, the war wouldn't be necessary. And so, I worked towards that goal.
I hadn't forgotten about my comrades, neither did I wish them evil.
But, as one who had seen both worlds, I couldn't take a side.
"If I solve the problem of sustenance, there will be peace. Humans can even form an Alliance with the Demon Race." That had been my thought.
Karlia supported my cause, and so she diligently taught me more about what she knew.
It had been a fun and exciting moment in my life.
Since Karlia was paid in several kinds of items—like Magic tools or rare gems, I never had any shortage of resources for my experiments.
