The Dark Magician Transmigrates After 66666 Years

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The three round eyes were so bright that if Sarah watched it, she would want to cuddle it.

Jamie, who wasn’t interested in cute things, could see it, but what about other people seeing it?

“What are you looking at?!”

Behemoth huffed and shouted.

The Behemoth was a huge fire breathing beast which Diablo Volfir worked hard to create.
It wasn’t a little bull like it was now.

“… small.”

While everyone was silent, Han said it which only made the Behemoth angry.

“What did you say right now?!”

“Umm…”

Could this little creature be the culprit who destroyed Kelton Mountain?

Han couldn’t believe it.

Same with the others.
Behemoth snorted and then a small fire erupted.

“Huh! This body was originally very, very, huge!”

“Then why are you small now?”

“Everything has a story.
But don’t ask.
And who the hell are you?”

Behemoth was asleep.
However, the sealed place vibrated loudly and cracks formed.
And when he woke up, the seals were lifted and these new people were standing.

The first people he saw.

“How many years have I been asleep?”

His last memory was the contract with an elf.

Behemoth recalled the conversation he had.

-Someday, those who will wake you up might appear.
Probably.

-Probably what?

-It doesn’t have to be that.
Because I don’t want you to be woken up.

-Elf.
Such blatant honesty isn’t good.

-Huhu.
But when you wake up again, it means the world is in danger.

-Huh.
Whatever happens is good.
I am tired of waiting, I can’t wait any longer and I’d rather not wake up.

-66,666 years.
I hope that day doesn't come.

-I hate that honesty.

That was it, and he was sealed.

“Are you the ones the elf spoke of?”

“Seeing you remember that, you must remember the promise too.”

Han asked with a smile.

Izaya took a short step ahead and spoke.

“Firstly, you have been asleep for a thousand years.”

“Thousand years.
It isn’t a short period.”

“Anyway, we are here to fulfil the promise the great magician elf, Shiora made.”

“Shiora.
Okay.
That was the name.”

The behemoth nodded his head.
And told Izaya,

“But the promise was conditional.”

“Conditional?”

Izaya looked at Han, who didn't seem to know it.

Behemoth frowned with his three eyes.

“Do you not know of the Day of Revelation?”

“Day of Revelation?”

“Day of… revelation?”

Han and Izaya were hearing it for the first time.
Not to mention Jamie and Siegfried.

“It wasn't mentioned to us.”

“Right.
We were only told to wake you up and you’d help achieve the Frontier’s purpose.”

“Then you people don’t know the revelation that HE would be back to the world after 66,666 years!!”

Jamie’s eyes widened at it.

He never expected the time coming out of Behemoth’s mouth would be this.

66,666 years.

The time it took Diablo Volfir to reincarnate as Jamie Welton.
To pinpoint the time.
The Day of Revelation hinted at Diablo’s return.

“… I didn’t hear of it.”

“The year 66,666? What are those words? Did the world exist before that?”

When Han spoke with a tone of disbelief, Siegfried felt the same.

“If humans existed 60,000 years ago, wouldn’t mankind have already gone to space?”

“Right.
Haha! Thinking of it makes me laugh! Who would come up with such a number?”

“That was what Shiora said.”

Han stopped laughing at Behemoth’s words.
If he continued to laugh that would be a disrespect to the honor of the founder.

Han felt grateful that Braha wasn’t present then.

“Tch tch.
Pathetic people.
I thought you were good people since you were descendants of that elf, but you people aren’t worth it! Why the hell did you wake me up?! Waiting for him is already hard enough, so I am going to sleep for the rest of my life!”

Behemoth looked at them with a dissatisfied face until he looked at someone.

Jamie Welton was standing there.

“Uh…?”

And then titled his head.
Jamie gulped at those actions.

‘Did he find it out?’

Unlike Black, Behemoth wasn’t entirely connected to him.

Behemoth couldn’t have known Jamie right away.
Unless it was from black mana.

However, Behemoth started moving towards Jamie.

“Yah, little cow! What is it?”

Han asked why Behemoth was acting like that, but he didn’t answer.

Behemoth stopped right in front of Jamie’s face.
Behemoth’s eyes began to tremble as he looked at Jamie.

“N-No way…”

He didn’t know it at first.

He was distracted as the people appeared out of the blue.
And then he felt angry that the kids didn’t know of the Day of Revelation.

And then looking around this child who caught his attention.

The familiar yet unfamiliar feeling.

Behemoth came closer to check the person and…

Shh!

The shape of Jamie’s mouth is almost in the shape of sorrow which accumulated over tens of thousands of years.

‘It has been a long time, Behemoth.
I am back…’

Jamie mouthed the words to Behemoth.

‘In this body.’