Use the power of the Demon King to destroy those reincarnated in another world

"You are the one who can change the world." Kaiping clenched his right hand into a fist, holding it tightly and firmly.

"So first, change 'your own world.'" He smashed the white box with his fist.

Nia jumped up: "Kepin! What are you doing!?"

Dazzling light, dazzling lightning and strong winds. Something broke and Nia fell. At that moment, Nia felt like she was dead.

However, the pain subsided slightly. When she opened her eyes, everything was dark, and Nia immediately noticed that Kaiping's body was protecting her.

"Keping!"

Crawling out from under Kaiping's body, Kaiping fell to the ground unconscious and his back was covered in blood.

"Kepin! Why...!" Nya shook him, but Kepin didn't even move. Distraught, Nia noticed that he was still breathing slightly.

"Is there anyone! Is there anyone!!"

Although they didn’t know who was calling them, a female voice came from outside the open door: “What happened!?”

"Director! I heard a loud noise just now, what's wrong...Mr. Kaiping!?" The one who showed his face was Erza.

Nia looked at Elsa with tears: "Save Keping!" After hearing the voice and seeing the expression, Elsa ran towards them seriously.

On a dark road late at night, a man was running fast. Far behind him, a group of knights were chasing him.

"Sem! You can't escape!!" Angry shouts came from the direction of the knights.

The man known as Syme gasped and ran without hesitation, without losing sight. Syme suddenly jumped into a narrow alley.

He hid in the dark and covered his mouth with his hands. He held his breath as the knights rushed through the alley from behind.

There was a moment of silence, and when the breath of the knights disappeared, Syme slowly walked out of the bunker. He looked in the direction where the knights had left, with a relieved expression on his face.

"Why should this happen to me..." He bit his lip.

"Everything, everything is his fault...ah!" He lamented in a weak voice, his fists trembling, but no matter what he did now, it was useless.

"Anyway, let's leave the royal capital." He said, turning towards the direction where the knights left, but he was stunned.

At the end of the alley, there was a figure in the darkness. A person dressed entirely in black made him feel uneasy, the small figure swaying slightly.

"I have no grudges, but please hand over your life." The figure said.

Syme took a few steps back and stretched his hands forward: "Wait!"

It was Nia's figure that emerged. Is he here for revenge?

"That was just a prank!!"

In an instant, blood spurted out from Saime's throat. He covered his throat in panic, but blood kept flowing. The man in black where his eyes had originally been was standing behind him at some point.

He couldn't make a sound, and the last word that flashed through his mind was "death". However, his vision was dimmed and he fell heavily to the ground.

Hailin, the man in black, waved the knife, shook off the blood on it, and put it into her arms.

"It's really troublesome to carry out an assassination after being notified." Hailin looked down at Syme who fell on the ground, and a blood stain gradually appeared on the ground.

"Chasing someone to the point of death is just a prank. It's really despicable." She complained, putting her right hand on her head.

"I'm Helene. Mission accomplished."

"Thank you." Leonardo's voice sounded in his mind. Then there was silence.

After a while, Helene asked: "Do you have any questions?"

"Rarely. What's the matter?"

"Why do you need to inform the other person before killing?"

"He wanted his actions to be understood before he killed them."

Hailin fell silent again, then spoke after a few seconds: "Is he unconscious now?"

Leonardo seemed to understand the intent of the question and replied: "Yes."

"Mars received a commission beforehand. They selected a few people and hoped to deal with it when 'such a thing' happens..."

"Did you expect that?"

"Mars said: 'He can easily see through the minds of ugly human beings.'"

Helene remained silent and looked down at Syme.

"If you want to know, how about a meeting? If he wakes up—"

"No need, I'm just a little curious."

"...Really? It's rare that you're interested in someone. Mind your own business."

"thanks for caring."

"Then go back and I will contact the Knights."

"OK."

The call is interrupted. Helene looked down at Syme again. He had stopped breathing and his body was starting to stiffen.

"Ugly people. I don't want to understand the thinking of criminals." She muttered to herself and disappeared without a trace.

"——Can't use magic?" In the darkness, the mother's voice came from a distance. The voice was filled with disappointment, which hurt the soul extremely.

It's best to push it to the back of your mind and stop thinking about these unpleasant memories.

Why are unpleasant things so hard to forget?

——"Efforts are of no avail. It is fatal to the noble, and he is hopeless."

This time it was my father's voice, as if he had given up. Even though his parents tried to hide it, he knew it all.

His intelligence is pathetic enough, and more importantly, "that sentence" he can understand.

——“Let’s look forward to the next one.”

That was the child who abandoned him. His parents valued his "noble" status more than anything else. In their eyes, children who cannot use magic are just garbage that cannot be easily discarded.

It would be cheaper to throw away and have another child, but the next child was not born. Long-term efforts were in vain, and eventually even the next child was given up.

It was so ridiculous, and by then he had already shown great academic ability that he was beginning to interest them, it was really annoying.

It's so dirty to be praised and even awaken to the desire for love.

Even so, he never said it. The reason is simple, children who say such things will not be liked.

Starting from "that sentence", he read through various books, observed various human beings, and tried to understand becoming an adult.

How to avoid being disliked?

How can I get them to do what I want?

He never stopped thinking about these questions.

The result of this is that when everyone praises him, his heart is completely broken.

Human ugliness, adult ugliness.

He devoured them and sharpened my soul at the same time. When you realize that what you have lost is innocence, it is irretrievable.

What is your dream for the future?

Focused on reality, he had lost any illusions.

One day, he entered the college with excellent grades. On the way home, he saw a magazine with a cover that read: "Prodigy! Meet Nia Fultzbelt!"

When it comes to Fulzbelt, there is no one in this country who doesn’t know about the magical technician.

Although he didn't recognize him, he had heard his name recently, and out of casual interest he flipped through the magazine.

——"Mr. Nia, have you ever encountered setbacks when making magic devices?"

——"Frustration? No. Isn't this just giving up?"

——“Yeah, but have you ever been in a situation where it was too hard to give up?”

——"Well, never. After all, I gave up when I first started, and that would be so pathetic for 'poor me'."

He laughed loudly, he laughed, and he didn't know why, and tears fell from his eyes.