Yomigaeri no Maou Chapter 2

Chapter 2 – The Issue at Hand＊

There were few things an infant could do.

It was just these three at most.
However, Luru had what infants normally didn’t; a strong ability to think.

Because of that, he was able to consider thing, and arrange the information he heard from perking his ears up.
From the time when he clearly recognised that he held his memories as the demon king, each day he would listen up for the conversations that went on in his home, and a number of facts became clear to him.

What he learned about in most detail, was of course, information about his own family.

According to the conversations that his mother and the servants had, it seems that their family name was Cadisnola.

It seemed that his mother’s name was Medea Cadisnola, and his father’s name was Patrick Cadisnola.

Of course, just knowing the names of his parents and his family name wasn’t enough to satisfy Luru’s thirst for knowledge.

That’s why he actually wanted to hear about more things in greater detail.

That’s why for now, when he was hungry, or wanted to defecate, he would just cry and scream without using real words.
Even so, his mother and the servants would still speak to him, so he didn’t feel that uncomfortable, and there wasn’t any information he needed urgently so there was no problem but…

It was just that life as an infant, was to Luru, nothing more than idleness.

Once he compared days of doing nothing but that to his memories of being busy with office work or fighting as a demon king, it was such a helplessly idle lifestyle that even right this second, it felt like his mind would grow slow from it.

That’s why after Luru gained self-awareness and gathered information for a few days, he started to wonder if there was anything he could do to kill time.
And to that end, he felt that he had to think about what he’d do from now on.

Luru had been born again as a human because of a strange incident.

That’s why he wanted some kind of objective.

And he would hate that.
He’d pass on being an idiot who wouldn’t change even after dying.

In the past, Luru was the demon king.
Right now, he was a human.

Being the case, just what would he do from now on? Just how would he live from now on?

It was for this reason that he spent a number of days seriously contemplating it.

For just how many days had he been ruminating over this?
Because of the complicated way in which the body of an infant perceived time, he couldn’t say for sure, but during that time, Luru had reached an answer for now.

That is, he would live as he wanted. It was a very simple conclusion, and was an answer that held in a sense a great deal of freedom.

Could that be called an objective?
Wasn’t it just living randomly?

There were probably people who lived as such.
However, if you thought about it carefully, you could probably understand that this was definitely not the case.

In his previous life, Luru was the demon king.

Naturally, Luru remembered that it would have been unacceptable for him to have lived freely as he wished.
And he had memories of being a little rigid, and feeling that he had to answer these expectations.

Because he was stronger than any other demon, he also had the responsibility to lead their race.

However, it was the truth that because he was in a position of responsibility, there were choices that he couldn’t take.

Holding the hand of humanity, and cooperating was one of those impossible choices.

After all, the Luru in those days was allowed nothing but that.
He could do nothing but that.

However, it was different now.

In other words, they wouldn’t mind if he lived as he wished.

In that case, I want to live a unbound lifestyle that I couldn’t in my previous life, he suddenly thought.
And once he had come across that idea, he felt that it was and extremely interesting and wonderful one.

Certainly as an objective, it was much too vague.

But even so…

He would live as he wished.

What an interesting ring that has to it, he thought.
And then, not leaving that thought as merely a thought, he began seriously considering it.

To freely live as he wished in this world.

He would absolutely, definitely, do so, he thought.

And for the sake of that, what he would probably need to do so, was power, he thought.

That the world wasn’t so gentle a place that the absolutely powerless could live in was something that he knew much too well from his previous life.
Those who had no power at all would just be wounded, trampled on, and then killed.

The demon race held mighty power.

Even the demon king himself had been destroyed by the group of four heroes.

That’s why things happened the way they did.

That’s why this time, he didn’t want to end up weeping because of his lack of power.
No matter what, he wanted to gain enough power that he could stop raining embers[(figuratively)].

However, right now, Luru had the body of an infant.

Even if he could, it would be after his body grew up a little more.

When he began to wonder how he would do so then, what came to mind first was the thought of his mastery over mana and magic.

Mana, magic, magecraft.

As for the distinctions between then, a caster was one who could personally invoke magic; a magician was one who was a certain amount more educated in magic theory, and could utilise magecraft in battle; and a magi was one who surpassed magicians, and was a magic specialist.

In the past, Luru was the world’s strongest demon, and also the world’s strongest magus.

The archmagus in the hero’s party was also a powerful spellcaster, and was a magician with deep knowledge as well, and was an existence like the demon king in this regard, but there was quite the difference in ability.

As for the hero, she could exchange rallies with the demon king on equal fotting for a certain amount of time, but even so, a few minutes or a few dozen minutes was her limit.
Even for the hero, had she been unable to land a decisive blow on the demon king, she wouldn’t have been able to win.

The reason was that the mana the demon king held was much too powerful.

The level that the hero had finally reached only after shaving down her soul, acquiring the divine protection of god and spirits and making use of a large number of magic tools, was a level that the demon king could reach by his pure ability alone.

Could he reach such a level this time as well?
While wondering about this, Luru aimed for a moment when his mother and the servants weren’t in the room, and began to analyse the mana that dwelt within him.

This time, Luru had been born as a human.

The demon race was powerful because from the moment they were born, they already possessed a pool of mana whose size had no match in the other species, and because Luru was presently a human, he shouldn’t have been able to expect that much from himself.

However.

When Luru began moving the mana in his body, he noticed it.

It was in a sense extremely natural, but for a human this was clearly strange.

In other words, inside Luru who should have been a human, dwelt the same mana that he possessed as the demon king.

Even if he pumped it out, and pumped it out, it didn’t seem to run out at all.

He held enough mana that if he carelessly fired magic and failed to control it, it was liable to easily turn the whole place into charred earth.

And he noticed some other problems as well.

It was the same amount of mana as he had as a demon king.

However, the feeling of the mana coursing through his body was a great difference to how it felt when he was the demon king.

It was extremely difficult to flow mana through his body.
Having understood that a fountain of mana was pulsing in the depths of his body, he decided to flow it through his body to use body reinforcement, but it felt as though he were trying to cram more contents into an already full container.

It was probably a greater amount of mana than this body could contain, he thought.
Should it be called the difference between the bodies of the demon race and the human race?

However, even amongst humans, there were those who held massive amounts of mana like the hero, and it was probably not impossible that his body could achieve the same thing.

It would be an important point of research from now on.

From now on he would be following this assumption, and would need to exert some effort, he thought.

His body being filled to the brim with mana meant that body reinforcement using mana was impossible, but then what about emission types?

You could feel the source of your mana in the depths of your abdomen, and to draw it out from there you would need to make your mana flow a little, but if it was just that much, he felt he could do it with his current body.

However, a large problem was that testing it would be difficult.

Though he was called the incarnation of evil in his past life, Luru was by no means a murderer for fun.
On top of that, there was no way that he would want to annihilate the mother that had given birth to him, nor the servants that had taken care of him.

That’s why he had no choice other than to test out his magic, little by little, starting with small scale magic.
After he grew up a little, and his range of activity widened[the range in which he is about to move about], he wanted to test out the large scale magic from his time as the demon king, but for now he had no choice but to give up on it.

Concluding as such, for now Luru decided to test out emitting mana from his body.

As for the method and technique needed to do this, he had thoroughly exerted himself to master these back when he was a demon king, and could do so correctly even without anyone teaching him.

That’s why if he started practising from this age, it should’ve been possible to use magic reasonably efficiently.

When he decided to try emitting mana as a test, he quietly closed his eyes, and slowly began to draw out mana from his abdomen.
And then he brought it out, brought it outside of him.

What he found was that there didn’t seem to be any problem.

He didn’t know if it would become more easy to do so in the future, but that was what you’d call ‘something to research’.

At any rate, it seemed that he’d be able to make do somehow.
Feeling relief at knowing his, Luru continued to practice.

/Chapter 2 END

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