My Husband Is Not the Magic Tower Master - Chapter 97

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Chapter 97

Two weeks into my adaptation to the Demon Realm.
From the moment I’d sworn to transform this place into verdant meadows, I’d drawn on every ounce of strength I possessed, focusing entirely on utilizing my Fairy Transformation Ability—and now, at last, I could see the end.
Finally, it was taking shape.
“Was this place always like this?”
Though I’d created this landscape with my own hands, I couldn’t help but marvel as I gazed out across the sprawling fields.
Demon Beasts transformed into creatures indistinguishable from those of the Human Realm.
And beside them—tender green shoots erupting from the earth the moment my Mana touched it, and trees of the forest stretching skyward in perfect lines.
After closing my eyes all day and caressing the soil beneath my fingertips, I’d come to understand things naturally, without realizing it.
“…So humans defiled the Demon Realm.”
Everything I’d done thus far wasn’t creation—it was cleansing.
The Demon Realm had always been this way.
Once I purified the corrupted essence, the ugly instincts that had dwelt within the Demon Beasts naturally vanished.
Watching this, I began to understand something slowly.
‘The reason Demon Beasts became aggressive whenever they saw humans…’
There had been a cause.
And humanity had provided it.
It seemed that into creatures born with goodness from the very beginning, humans had somehow injected their own depravity.
The longer I spent in contact with those belonging to the Demon Realm, the more fragmented scenes would flicker through my mind like a panorama.
Even as I shaped nature with my Ability, my head would throb so painfully that I’d find myself muttering aloud.
“So, it’s said that master-level mages once migrated en masse to the Demon Realm long ago….”
At that time, they’d condensed something that had been disturbing the Human Realm and dumped it all here before leaving.
It appeared to take the form of something like a knot of emotions.
“…This is literally illegal dumping, isn’t it?”
People say humans are the most terrifying creatures alive. They weren’t wrong.
Since ancient times, humans who’d made contracts with the Demon God and gained Magical Power had, seized by their desires, ultimately betrayed the Demon God and defiled the Demon Realm.
In the histories I knew, the humans’ actions weren’t described with words like ‘betrayed’ or ‘defiled’—instead, everything was written as the fault of the Demon Realm.
But that was all lies.
It had been humanity’s own doing, driven solely by their greed to make the Human Realm prosper.
They’d cast every ugliness that might hinder the continent’s development into the Demon Realm, then walked away as if nothing had happened, thus completing the foundation of the Human Realm.
“I’m suffocating just thinking about it.”
After that, the Demon Beasts wailed in agony.
Some species gradually twisted in body and essence, evolving into grotesque forms.
The Demon Beasts began attacking one another, constantly battling over territory, and periodically invaded the Human Realm in search of new homes.
Perhaps all that had happened wasn’t ancient vengeance—but a cry for help….
“Is that why, when I came to the Demon Realm with Carlo, it said those things to me?”
The red mark that remained as if someone had gripped my wrist, and that voice that sounded so angry.
It seemed the Demon Realm, enraged at the Human Realm, had poured its words upon a human.
Carlo had said at the time he heard no voice at all, but I’d sensed it because I was a mage whose Fairy Transformation Ability had been dormant—or so it seemed.
I clutched my head over the absurd transgression humans had committed.
But there was no way to turn back time now, and what could I possibly do about it?
At least I’d come here as a descendant—I’d apologize on humanity’s behalf.
I scattered my Ability in all directions with all the strength I possessed.
“Humans are sorry. I’ll atone for them instead.”
Every time I poured Mana into the ground in handfuls, as if watering plants, changes appeared before my eyes.
The grotesque three-legged Demon Beasts gradually transformed into ordinary, small fairies, which soared toward the sky.
Meanwhile, the red sky slowly took on a blue hue, casting warm sunlight upon me.
After establishing myself at a central point and, with the help of the Demon Beasts, building a small cottage, I’d now been living here for two weeks.
“Haah. What time is it?”
Ah, right—no clocks here.
Confirming that morning had arrived, I yawned and stretched widely.
Around this hour, I always had a visitor who’d appear at my door.
“Kraaa-oh! Rose, we’re here!”
“Miao-ao. Come open the door quick.”
My strange uninvited guests, babbling in a mixture of animal cries and human speech, would pound noisily at the door.
They called themselves Floppy and Whiskers.
Whenever they showed up, the noise made it impossible to sleep.
So every time, I’d furrow my brow and open the door to greet them—but….
Click.
“Oh?”
“Hello?”
This time, another visitor had come along with them.
“The Demon Realm’s nature has been completely restored, so I came to see you.”
“Who….”
A woman stood before me, leisurely stroking Floppy and Whiskers, regarding me with an unhurried gaze.
Her face looked familiar, as though I’d seen it somewhere before.
‘Rose?’
That face, proudly displayed in frames wherever you went in the Stein Count’s Mansion.
Yet it couldn’t possibly be her. Rose was my reincarnation, after all.
So who on earth was this person?
When I didn’t respond, merely wearing an uncertain expression, she smiled gently and greeted me once more.
“This is the second time we’ve met, isn’t it?”
Back when I was Rose.
“It’s good to see you, Child of the Beginning.”
She introduced herself as the Demon God—someone I had made a contract with long ago.
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The Demon Realm had become a place where living things could thrive.
Just as I’d anticipated, on the fifteenth day after arriving here, the moment nature was complete, the Demon God came to find me and spoke.
“Thank you.”
The sky had become so clear.
She tilted her head slightly toward me, her long hair reaching to her waist flowing with the motion.
The curve of her eyes, arcing like a bow, looked exactly like the portrait of Rose I remembered.
The Demon God gazed contentedly at the now-open, luminous sky for a moment, then gradually drew closer to me, one step at a time.
As if to answer the question I’d harbored about her.
“The reason you feel that child and I resemble each other is because we made a contract together.”
“….”
“The Mana of this world is deeply connected to the soul, you see.”
The Demon God kindly explained how the Demon Realm’s Magic was closely intertwined with the Human Realm.
For some reason, she spoke as if addressing a child encountering the outside world and new things for the first time—and the sensation felt strange.
‘…Does she know?’
That I came from another world.
While I listened to her words with an uncomfortable expression still on my face, the conversation turned to the main point.
“Anyway, how many centuries has it been? Back then, you were so bold and reckless.”
“…What kind of contract did I make with you in the past?”
“A dangerous gamble that nearly destroyed the world’s timeline completely.”
The Demon God covered her mouth and laughed softly.
Then, as if reminiscing on those days, she held both her hands to her lips in admiration, a smile deepening on her face.
“It’s remarkable, really. If you truly returned here as you planned, I promised to return everything you had forgotten.”
In the end, my contract had succeeded.
Though she may have approached this contract lightly, unlike my past desperate self, it was nonetheless a binding promise between us.
The Demon God immediately extended her hand before me.
“So, what will you take from me?”
“….”
“Shall I return the memories of all the lives you’ve lived? Or grant you power enough to make humanity kneel?”
“Is there an option to not accept?”
“Hm?”
The Demon God tilted her head quizzically.
Meanwhile, I awkwardly scratched my cheek.
“Honestly, neither appeals to me. I’m not really interested.”

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