âThe curse of sterility, the Demon King of WinterâŠ?!â
I was at a loss for words at the overwhelming power of such a malicious Demon King. Tia, who was next to me, was the same, looking back and forth between me and Harris with a worried expression. And in front of us like that, Harris continued his story.
âThe first to notice the curse were the researchers in the royal capital. Even though the blizzard continues, there are crops that can grow in cold climates. In fact, for the first year only, they were able to harvest plants that seemed to grow in the snow mountains as usual. But when the next year came, not a single seed sprouted, even though the temperature had not dropped further than before. A researcher who found this suspicious used the seeds he had saved, used a vast amount of fuel to create a greenhouse, and conducted research. Then he discovered that no matter how much he adjusted the environment, the seeds that had once been exposed to the blizzard did not sprout at all. From there, it was like dominos. The types of bugs that were thought to be dwindling due to the cold, and the types of beasts that were thought to have disappeared due to overhunting when the crops failed, all of them were being eaten away by the curse. The dead trees that people were happy to use for firewood because they were dry and easy to burn were the final forms of trees that had lost their power to sprout new buds, and even the demonic beasts that attacked people died out due to the curse. From the time when its power was vaguely revealed, various methods were considered to try to break the curse. But all attempts ended in failure⊠And then, finally, the curse began to affect humans as well. The last time I saw a newborn baby was more than 20 years ago.â
âYes, no babies have been born to mankind since then. Depending on the circumstances, you two might be the last babies born to mankind. HahaâŠâ
Harrisâ dry laugh sounded oddly clear amidst the loud noise of the blizzard. But even after hearing all of this, questions still flooded my mind.
(What does that mean?! Iâve never heard of such a Demon King before?!)
Even if I, as a human-like being, do forget things, thereâs no way I could forget the existence of such a powerful Demon King. In fact, this Demon King is by far the strongest Iâve ever known.
Of course, it would be. If Harrisâs story is true, then this world is already over. There might be a slim chance of surviving in the sea or underground, where the blizzard canât reach, but itâs too late for that. Even if there were someone who had been shut away for decades without showing any interest in the worldâs changes, itâs unlikely they could sustain the human race.
Thatâs why itâs strange. Even though the game is already decided, why were we transported to this world at this timing? Is there a way to turn things around from here by our coming? Orââ
âThatâs the end of my story. So, do you understand how the world ended up like this?â
âYes, I⊠I donât know what to sayâŠâ
At Harrisâ words, Tiaâs expression clouded over and she mumbled. I understand her feelings. I donât know how to respond to his explanation either. Seeing our thoughts, Harris once again showed a tired smile.
âYou donât have to push yourself. And today, I saw a new hope. I havenât met anyone in a decade, but I met beings like you. You both look healthy, so I assume youâre eating properly? Oh, Iâm glad. Iâm truly glad. If there are beings like you⊠if there are places like that, then thereâs still hope in this world! Thank you. Thank you! Because of you, I can move on. It seems I can add a new meaning to this journey.â
âWhat do you mean by âmeaning of the journeyâ? What are you trying to do, Harris-san?â
ââŠIâm going to kill the Demon King.â
In response to Tiaâs question, Harris opened his eyes wide and asserted. He put his hand on the rusty sword at his waist, and a piercing murderous intent began to emanate from him.
âEven if I defeat the Demon King, I donât know if the curse will disappear. But at least the blizzard should stop. That would prevent a new curse from spreading, and the world might eventually return to normal⊠No, thatâs not it.â
Harrisâ hand gripped the handle of the sword tightly. Thick veins stood out on his hand, like a dried up branch, and his mouth was gritted so tightly it seemed his teeth might break.
âThis is personal. My wife and daughterâs lives were taken unfairly because the world turned into this. I canât forgive that, and I want to avenge them⊠This is the dirty desire of a man who once missed out on becoming a hero. Thatâs my only wish, and the motivation thatâs kept me alive until today.â
Harrisâ fierce voice, like a candle flame about to burn out, resonated around us. His voice, filled with a strong will but also fragility, could only lead to one response from me.
âHarris-san. Can we join you on your journey?â
âYou two? Donât be foolish, I have no intention of involving young ones like you in such a reckless journey.â
âBut, Harris-san, you are going, right? Even though you know itâs reckless?â
ââŠYes. This is all I have left. Iâve come this far over a long time, just to kill the Demon King. Itâs because I have neither a place to return nor anything to protect, that I can challenge the Demon King. So, thatâs whyââ
âWe are the same, then.â
Despite Harris trying to dissuade us, I met his gaze head-on.
âWe also have reasons why we must defeat the Demon King. Even if Harris-san refuses, we will continue our journey alone. So why not travel together?â
âPlease let us join you.â
To the conflicted Harris, Tia pleaded as if delivering a finishing blow. But something about Tia seems different than usual, more desperate. Well, Tia is always serious, but her desperation seems to have a different direction this time⊠Hmm?
ââŠAll right. Letâs go together. But I want you to promise me two things. First, if I say run, you must run. I canât stand the thought of you two, who have a future, dying in vain. Understand?â
âWe understand. And the second one?â
I responded to show that I understand his point, but I donât say that Iâll keep the promise. Smiling inwardly, I nodded and Harrisâ expression changed again.
âThe one to kill the Demon King is me. I wonât give that up.â
ââŠWe understand. We leave it to you.â
To Harrisâ flaming red eyes, I swallowed lightly and responded. Ah, these eyes are not good. Iâve seen many people with such eyes.
Whether for revenge or pleasure, they shine like they were possessed or mad. If I deny that, Harris would never accept us.
What kind of life has Harris lived? How much was the life of a hero I donât know distorted by a Demon King I donât know?
I canât do anything about that. However, if we defeat the Demon King, we can accomplish Harrisâ revenge in this world, and if by any chance it were to happen again, we can eliminate the very cause of Harrisâ distortion in the subsequent world
A journey heavier than ever in a world harsher than ever. Preparing for that, Harris extended his right index and middle fingers straight, touched his forehead with the tips, and then pointed towards us.
âFufu, Iâll be counting on you both.â
At that gesture and the smile on Harrisâ deeply wrinkled face, a flash of light runs through my mind. Harris⊠Harris⊠that gesture and this faceâŠ!?
The young swordsman, Harris, who dreams of becoming a hero, who I was supposed to meet in the 22nd world. If the two are the same personâ
(Did the transfer time shift by 40 yearsâŠ!?)
At that unexpected possibility, I had to do my best not to collapse on the spot.