The Devil Who Grants Wishes

“Evil, demon… This is…”

“It’s a place where you can make money. Because of the harsh work, you can get the most pay in this area.”

“It’s not work! You said you want gold and silver treasures!”

Oh, it’s noisy.

How the hell do you pay money to spend the soul of a guy like you?

The money should be spent for Lucia.

“Yeah, you said you wanted gold and silver treasures. That’s why I brought you to a place where you can get gold and silver treasures, didn’t you?”

“That… this, not this! This wasn’t what I wanted!”

“Are you trying to break the contract now?”

“👌👌”

The curse of the contract that uses the soul as a medium only pretended to do it and didn’t make it, but people who do not know the name quickly shut their mouths.

Is it that scary?

After all, there is a myth that if you break your contract with the devil, you will be tormented in hell forever, but there is no reason not to be afraid.

From my point of view, they suffer in hell, but either they are absorbed by the devil or they are all there.

“I can endure any kind of pain, it was definitely what you said to me. Is there anything wrong with what I said?”

“Min… you clearly said that.”

“Yeah, that’s why I gave you a job where you could make money in return for your pain, but I don’t understand what you’re complaining about.”

With the exception of a few, like Lucia’s mother, the bastards who borrow wishes from the devil try to sell their souls saying, “I can endure any kind of pain.” But if you let them feel the pain, they’re all terrified. It’s amazing.

I’m already feeding Lucia and I’m forcibly summoned, so I’m going to die of annoyance, but why are you talking so long? just be a little convincing

“viewer.”

“Oh, hello. You’ve come again. Is it him this time?”

“okay.”

There must have been so many bastards asking for money after giving their souls.

I became very close with the manager of the mine because I kept taking them.

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My tone is still stiff and cold, and I wear a large robe to cover my face and body, but the supervisor doesn’t pay any attention to my suspicious appearance as he just brings me a lot of hands.

Or maybe it’s because there are so many people like me.

“How much debt do you owe again? No, it’s okay. After hearing how much it is anyway, what you have to do won’t change.”

“Yeah…? What is that— Khuuuuu!!”

“Is this guy talking nonsense? Class leader!! He’s a newcomer, so take him and tell him!!”

“Yes, Superintendent!!”

Apparently, the supervisor thinks that everyone I bring owes me a debt.

In fact, this seems to be the case because there are many cases in which debtors turn over debtors who cannot pay their debts to work. Oh, I see you there too.

Well, I’m not trafficking people, I’m just arranging a job, but I don’t think there’s any need to change the perception.

It’s even the place where you can get the most money for your work, isn’t it? I said my wish was granted properly.

Uh-huh, this wish is over, so I have to hurry back to Lucia.

………….

“Dad…”

“…”

As usual, I was making baby food and feeding it to Lucia, but Lucia suddenly calls me Daddy and shakes her hands.

…Dad?

am i daddy?

Uh… um… Yeah, I can see him as a father… but it’s a little prickly for my conscience.

It’s a shame, but I’ve never been a proper father to Lucia.

I couldn’t even say kind words because of Faust’s physical limitations, and I couldn’t stay by my side because strange bastards called me every day.

I just fed him on time and washed his body in time, but Lucia clearly recognizes me as a father. Even though my appearance is ugly, it gives me goosebumps.

Even more questionable is how he got to know the word dad.

A baby’s speech is only possible if the caregiver spit out the same word over and over again so that he or she can learn the word. It’s not for nothing that mothers keep saying to their babies, “Mom, mom.”

But Lucia didn’t have that process, but she just calls me Dad.

…Eh, what is it? this. How?

“Papa…!”

“…Right.”

No, it was just a random combination of babbling.

After all, mom and dad are the easiest words for babies to pronounce. Even a newborn baby who can only babble because he doesn’t use his tongue can pronounce it.

It’s precarious, but I’m old enough to walk, so that’s easy.

However…

“Yeah, Dad.”

“bar…?”

Even if it was just a coincidence, just make it not a coincidence, what?

If you keep saying the word dad, Lucia will know the meaning and call me Dad, not just a meaningless combination of babbling.

When Lucia, a human, calls me, a demon, my father… What is it? It’s hard to see, but I can’t help it.

………….

‘Ugh… Why are there so many people calling for some kind of demon?’

Originally, humans were said to be animals of desire, but I did not know that desires could be this strong.

Since I raised Lucia, that is, since I came to this world, there are people who yearn for the devil once every two or three days throughout the year, and every time that happens, they are forcibly summoned and leave the house, so I will go crazy.

Even every time he is summoned, he drinks a lot of cooking oil and feels like he is being dragged around by the nod of his head, so it is very difficult to keep his sanity.

I still feel it, but it seems that Lucia’s mother was a very unusual case.

I’ll give my soul without any effort, so I’ll do something exceptionally good, ask for money as usual, give me eternal life, and so on.

Of course, I don’t know how to grant such a wish, nor do I have the heart to grant it, so whenever it happens, I just ignore it, then open the portal and come back. However, those who ask for money are forcibly taken and thrown into the mines.

‘Let’s see, Lucia… Huh?’

But something is very strange.

I came back home, and the house is so gloomy.

It must have been time for dinner, but there is no sign of eating at all.

Not only that. As a demon, I was able to instinctively feel someone’s pain… and that instinct is reacting right now.

When I felt this instinct, I was always uplifted as much as I was a demon, but now I feel nothing but great anxiety, far from being lifted up.

There must be only Lucia at home…

…Lucia.

“Ah… uh…”

“…”

I hurriedly ran to Lucia’s bedroom, and there lay Lucia with her face red and groaning.

Even without using magic to check the condition, just the naked eye was enough to tell that Lucia was in a lot of pain.

why not?

Lucia’s house was in very bad condition, and I thought that Lucia would get sick, so I had to completely repair it. Not only that, but they always provided only fresh food and boiled water.

I was so nervous that Lucia might get sick, so I had done everything I could to prevent it from happening… but suddenly it hurts this much?

Apparently he was fine until morning. How can you in just half a day… huh?

‘Is this… a magic stone?’

I was looking at Lucia with bewildered eyes, and magic stones were protruding like sweat from Lucia’s skin.

For a moment, I doubted whether I had seen something wrong, but… it’s for sure. Lucia’s sweat was mixed with manastones the size of grains of sand.

‘…excessive mana?’

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My memory of knowing Noah’s setting and Faust’s deep knowledge of magic come to one and the same conclusion at the same time.

too much mana.

It is a phenomenon in which the body receives a load more than the limit that the body can accept. It causes dizziness and headaches, mana drains out of the body, and nosebleeds.

But… Mana can’t escape, so it’s compressed and comes out in the form of mana stones.

How much mana do you have in your body?

No, more than that… Why on earth did Lucia use so much mana— Ah.

‘…I’m the cause.’

i am the devil The soul is human and the mind is human, but the body is the devil.

It’s not an ordinary demon, but Faust, Noah’s final raid boss.

Since Lucia, who is not only a weak human, but also a child, has been attached to me, such a monster, it must have had an effect on her body. If not, I can’t really explain it.

In fact, he is suppressing the mana spewing out as much as possible, but is it still leaking little by little? This mana piled up and piled up to fill the house, and it is certain that it had an effect on Lucia’s body.

“Oh, Dad…”

At the moment when she was at a loss for words and stopped, Lucia suddenly noticed that I had come and called to her even though she was drowning in mana.

…Lucia.

“I’m sorry I didn’t notice until now.”

“yes…?”

If it continues like this, Lucia’s life will be in danger. It is possible to forcibly extract mana from Lucia’s body, but it is clear that doing such a thing would put a great burden on Lucia’s body.

The surest, easiest and fastest way… is to leave Lucia’s side.

As the cause of excessive mana is me, if the cause is removed, Lucia can definitely become healthy.

…but this option can never be chosen.

Neither I nor Lucia would be able to live properly without each other.

“I’m moving house.”

In Noah, there are quite a few places where the environment is full of mana-eating factors, such as snowy mountains, large forests, and red deserts, where it can absorb naturally released mana. high.

Of course, Faust is so strong that those places will soon become useless… but that’s right, you can just go back there and move the house again.

environmental destruction? Does not matter. Better than losing Lucia.