Distorted History, Order of Diablos

"Hmm, this must be the place."

Kishi looked around to confirm his location. This was where he would take his "walk" tonight.

This was the territory of Baron Cagenor (Lord of Shadows). Since the lord was an incompetent, bald noble, there had been a series of recent robberies.

Many passing caravans had been looted, losing not only their goods and supplies but also lives.

And Kishi's task for the night was simple: find the criminal and eliminate them.

"...I say, Kishi, do you have an issue with the concept of walking? This place is over fifty kilometers from the royal capital!" The witch, who had been forcibly dragged along, complained.

C.C.'s face was pale, and she was out of breath. She was speechless at the thought that her pace couldn't keep up with that of a seven-year-old boy. It was absurd!

"What's the big deal about this distance? For a magic swordsman, as long as he strengthens his body with magic power, he can get there in two hours."

"But aren't you a sorcerer?"

"I am a sorcerer and a magic swordsman."

Kishi puffed out his chest proudly.

There were roughly two types of professions in this world.

The first was a sorcerer who turned magical power into combat spells, and the second was a warrior who used magical power to enhance himself in battle, known as a magic swordsman.

Usually, people chose one path.

However, in his previous life, Kishi had read several fantasy novels about immortal cultivation and knew that if one wanted to become stronger, they couldn't rely solely on science. The main way to cultivate both internally and externally was a protagonist's path!

And it also served as a cover.

Outsiders believed that Prince Kishi was a genius sorcerer, so when he acted as a magic swordsman behind the scenes, no one suspected him.

"And there's a saying, a sorcerer who can't fight in close combat is not a good sorcerer."

"The person who said that must be insane."

C.C.'s eyes twitched as she sat on a rock to massage her sore feet.

She took off her white boots, and the moonlight shone on her slender legs, making it impossible to look away.

Kishi raised an eyebrow, recalling a classic quote from his past life by a blue-haired sea captain, "I could play with these legs for a year!"

"Anyway, isn't this your walk? Why did you drag me along?"

"Give me a bit of exercise, you lazy witch, and besides, aren't you immortal? I have something to ask you."

"Are you seeking advice on people's attitudes? Little boy, eh~ forget it, what is it?"

"Do you know anything about Demon Diablos, the Three Heroes, and Demonic Possession?"

Kishi asked as he put his hand on her shoulder.

He was the type of person who liked to know everything about what interested him. The forbidden book Agnes had given him left Kishi deeply worried.

So he wanted to ask this long-lived witch, as she might have some special clues.

C.C. opened her eyes slightly, as if surprised.

"Diablos? Such a nostalgic word. People nowadays think of it as a fairy tale. How do you know?"

"The question is from my side."

"...That's not funny. Never mind, yes, I know about it. Well, after all, I've lived a long time and happened to witness the era when Diablos appeared."

The green-haired witch looked at the night sky and shared the facts from her memory with the black prince.

Even if the mastermind behind the scenes could twist history, they couldn't twist the memories of the witch.

Kishi squinted his eyes. After listening, his guess was almost confirmed, so there was only one question left.

"Who is behind this? Who is slandering the descendants of the heroes as [Demon Possessors]?"

"...The Order of Diablos."

C.C. mentioned the name of the organization behind it all.

"The Order of Diablos?"

Kishi repeated the name, and C.C. sat on the rock, crossing her legs, nodding in affirmation.

"Yes, it's an evil organization trying to resurrect Diablos, then use the demon's power to make themselves immortal and dominate the world."

"Hmph! The Order of Diablos? What an unpleasant name. This world is my kingdom. If they dare to encroach on my domain, let's see if I won't crush them to dust!"

Kishi said coldly.

His current mood was like a king targeted by thieves hiding in his treasure house. How could this be tolerated!

Kishi decided to destroy the Order of Diablos!

"By the way, C.C., you seem to know a lot."

"Yes, after all, the people chasing me are from the Order of Diablos."

"Huh? Haha! What a coincidence."

The Black Prince laughed a few times. He thought he had just killed some random thieves, but he had accidentally killed some of their members.

Think about it.

As a sinister organization hidden in the shadows of history for hundreds of years, it was normal to know some information about the witch.

It was only natural they wanted to capture her; after all, immortality was a dream for most people.

Kishi had learned what he needed to know.

Now.

"Da da da da da~"

The sound of horse hooves approached from not far away. Kishi stood up and dusted himself off. Tonight's target had appeared.

A group of thieves, dozens of them.

It looked like they had just returned from a robbery.

It just so happened that Kishi was in a bad mood after hearing about the [Order of Diablos], so he decided to vent his anger on these thieves.

"A bunch of mixed cultivators, let me show you the power of Wang!"

Kishi touched his eyes, eager to test his skills.

But it must be said, in this different world, if he were in his previous life, he would be considered a chuunibyou.

Kishi was very self-aware.

But that didn't matter.

A man remains a boy until he dies; what's wrong with being a boy?

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Alpha is coming~