Demon King's Mentor

Eric was locked in a windowless room where he couldn't see anything. The maid just brought simple food every day and then left quickly. After the third day, the expressionless woman opened the door and told him that it was his fault. His Highness Trout is waiting for him.

Eric immediately stood up and followed her to a not-so-spacious room. He raised his head and saw that it was still dark outside the window.Beside the fireplace in the innermost part of the room, a chair with its back facing him, in the dim light of the fire, he could see the golden hair falling on the man's shoulders.The other party waved the maid to leave, and Eric was about to walk towards him when he was stopped by the other party's spell.

Eric took a few steps back disheartened, sat on the chair facing the opposite wall, watched the other party tap the armrest of the chair with his fingers, and finally made up his mind to say: "I think you have something to say to me. explain."

The indifference and exhaustion in the voice made Eric's heart prickly. He looked at the shoulders that exposed the back of the chair and said, "I'm sorry, Esther."

"That's not what I want to hear." Eastero said after a while of silence.

"Esther," Eric looked at his back, "I swear, I have never lied to you except for this incident!"

"Let's start from the beginning." Estero possessed himself and flicked the firewood in the fireplace, his tone was as cold as the surface of an ice-clear lake without any ups and downs.

Feeling his lungs squeezed, Eric looked at the dark carpet and said, "My name is Eric Huerta, and I was born in Silver Rock, County Fino. One of his parents is an alcoholic and the other a gambler, not a knight, but a low-level commoner. I entered the army early to make a living, and later joined the mercenary, so I can earn a little more." He said, "I and My three friends: Timon, Gilens, and Ramir fought for the king's commission against your army, but in the final battle, they all died, and only I survived."

He raised his head and looked at Estero, who didn't move at all, as if he was asleep, he continued: "Piero found me at that time, because you and Lorian died together, and he wanted to Resurrection of the king, led me to the palace, met Prince Cachar, made a fake recommendation letter and identity certificate for me, gave me two bottles of time-traveling potion, went back to ten years ago, let me assassinate you , so that...the king can live...the war will not break out..."

"Later..." The other party's voice trembled uncontrollably, "Why didn't you kill me?"

"Because... the you I saw is not what you heard in the rumors..." Eric stood up and took two steps forward, "Esther, if I want to kill you, I have already had countless chances before."

Estero was silent for a few seconds and said, "Go back, don't leave your seat."

"Okay." Eric said, looking at his blond hair falling from his shoulders, "what else do you want to know? Just ask me."

"Have you..." Eastero's voice paused, "What is your purpose for being by my side these six years? You want me not to rebel against Lorian? Yes, so that your friend won't die " He sneered, "Every sentence of your teaching is for this purpose, isn't it? Every sentence...is...all..."

"At first it was," Eric admitted, gritted his teeth, "but then... no, and then... maybe also... because you and Lorian will die together in the end, you will be cursed by the world, and I don't want you to die , and I don’t want to hear that you were framed.”

After he said this, Eastero shrank his shoulders: "Later? When was the later, can you define this time yourself? When you are sure that I will obey you? Maybe you started The idea never went away either."

"Sorry, East," Eric lowered his eyes, "I want to save you, and I also want to save Timon, Gillens, and Lamir. You are all indispensable to me."

"Your love is really extensive," Eastero sneered, "Maybe what you said is true, but it's just in your list, and maybe everyone in this world should be added. In your cognition , My resistance is always an unpardonable thing, you think so, right?!" He smiled again, "God Lil should have chosen you as his incarnation in Fendel!"

Maybe they know each other too well, every word of Estero is like a sword piercing into his heart, Eric looked at his back, and asked: "Ester, what do you think of me? What to do? What would you do if you were me?"

Estero's shoulders stiffened for a moment, and he bent down to fiddle with the firewood again. There was a crackling sound in the fireplace, and he sighed after a long time.

Then, after a while of silence, Eastero asked: "Last time you told me that if I wanted to, you would go back to the palace for me and cut off Lorian's head. Was that true?"

Eric's body trembled a bit, wondering if he would really ask himself this request, and after a few seconds, he nodded: "Is this your answer to the question just now?" He said, "If you are In my words, if you know the result, if you want your loved ones to live, you will kill Lorian," he smiled, "maybe this is really the only solution."

The other party's silence made Eric feel unprecedented despair. He stood up and looked at him: "I meant it when I said that, Esther."

"Sit down." The other party sighed.

"If you want, this oath is still valid," Eric's voice trembled, "If you look at me, why don't you face me?! Look back at me!"

"Sit down!" Estero's shoulders tensed, and his voice was out of control for the first time.

Eric felt the other party cast a spell, and his knee seemed to be knocked by something, and he sat down on the chair behind him.

"I..." Eastero said, "You can always easily disrupt my pace. I have to say, this chess piece arranged by Lorian is really a devastating blow to me." He knocked on the chair with his hand Back, "Is what you just said the truth?"

"I've told you the truth except for who I am," Eric said.

"Okay," Eastero called the maid, "since you are telling the truth, you won't be afraid of Veritaserum, right?" He handed the bottle to the maid, "Eat these Veritaserum, I You have to ask all the questions you just asked again."

"Esterloh!" Eric stood up uncontrollably, and the back of the chair hit the wall behind him, "Has this reached between us?!" His face was pale, his lips trembling, "We...we Is there nothing in between? After so many years, do you really not feel at all whether I am sincere or hypocritical to you?"

"You have to remember, Mr. Virta," Estero leaned back in his chair, "you ruined all this..."

Eric nodded. "That's right... Eastero, I ruined our relationship," he took the bottle of Veritaserum and swallowed it, "if it can make up for it."