What if you are reborn as a demon after a funeral?

What is the answer?

"--reject."

Despite it being a request from her long-lost brother, Aura showed no mercy and refused without hesitation, demonstrating the strong sibling bond between them after five hundred years.

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The Burial of Frilian: A Thousand Years From Now On: Chapter 44 Who Will Be the Demon King, and Who Will Be the Prince?

Aura's swift and blunt rejection left Ash stunned for a while. He even put one hand to his forehead and thought about it for a bit before finally looking down at the screen:

“I said…”

"What's wrong?" Aura, resting her chin on her hand, lazily looked back, her expression completely listless.

"Normally, even if you want to refuse, shouldn't you at least be polite first? You remember everything, how come you forgot the word 'tact' that I taught you?"

"That's dross. Why should I, a demon, have to be as hypocritical as those humans?"

"I clearly remember licking feet and stuff, it's all a mess..."

"—This is the essence."

"Ah... okay, let's leave it at that for now... we'll talk about it later..."

Her inexplicably serious and unquestionable answer made Ash's lips twitch slightly as he took a deep breath and barely managed to suppress the urge to retort.

Then, as if to expel all his emotions, he let out a long sigh and finally calmed down: "Awula, you may have misunderstood something. I didn't want you to help me for nothing. After all, even siblings have to keep clear accounts, right?"

"Besides, we're not even related."

"...Don't say things that could damage the relationship at this time."

"Oh dear~ Now you're begging me for help and you're talking about feelings? Have you forgotten how you treated me before?"

"Using love to reform a rebellious brat?"

"Excuse me, I can't quite hear you." Aura's malicious smile deepened. "Ash, what did you just say? Could you repeat it?"

"Alright... I was wrong before, please forgive me if I offended you. Please give me another chance. This time I want to be a good older brother."

"Sit on my throne and say such things?"

Knowing that Ash needed something from him, Aura simply maintained a haughty demeanor and pointed to the armrest of his throne.

"Ahem..." He coughed lightly, then silently stood up and smiled slightly, "Is this... alright?"

"My dear rascal, tell me first, how do you plan to be a good older brother?"

"Well..." He paused for a moment, then wiped the corner of her hand that he had grabbed earlier with his sleeve: "Like this?"

"I'm asking you to apologize to me."

"I'm sorry, I'll be gentler next time."

"Next time?!"

"No, no, I was just joking..." He chuckled as he wiped the corner clean, then smiled and took a step back. "And then? My dear Aura, my brothers... oh no, my sisters? What do you think of my proposal?"

"very bad."

"...Would you pledge allegiance to the Demon King?"

"How could that be? Who do you take me for?"

"So....."

"Are you crazy? That guy (the Demon King) has been able to occupy the throne for over a thousand years, so he must have lived for at least two thousand years, right? He might have existed since the mythological era. He's a monster among monsters. We young people who are a few hundred years old are like babies in his eyes. And you actually want to compete with him for the throne?"

The way Aura looked at him seemed to worry about his head, almost as if she was saying: Are you stupid? If you are, don't drag me to my death, okay?

"That's correct in theory, but..."

"what?"

"I am preparing for what will happen after the Demon King dies."

"...Are you serious? There's actually someone who can deal with that kind of monster?"

"Do you think I'm joking?" He looked back at the suspicious gaze with unprecedented seriousness.

Aura stared at him for a long time before suddenly leaning back on her throne, tilting her head and curling up her lips to reveal her signature—malicious smile:

"If that's really the case, then it's not without room for negotiation, but before that—let's first discuss who will be the Demon King and who will be the Prince?"

"Need I say more? It's definitely you, Prince."

"Why?"

"I am better than you."

"Haha~ Five hundred years have passed, you haven't grown taller, but your arrogance has certainly grown." Aura rested his chin on his hand, crossed his legs triumphantly, and his smile instantly revealed a competitive fighting spirit:

"Other things can be discussed, but this matter... it's best to resolve it with force, just like before—you don't have any objections, do you?"

"I have no objection. Whoever wins, I will unconditionally support them, and I will also let you assemble the Undead Legion. So don't complain if you lose, how about it?"

"Ah...of course!"

"...But there's a slight problem before that. What if I destroy too many of your undead troops? You won't ask me to compensate you, right?"

"If you can do it, then come on! Today... I will avenge myself and make you kneel at my feet!"

Aula slammed his hand on the armrest and declared with great bravado that he was determined to challenge him and repay him for all the grievances he had suffered.

......................

To prevent Aura from cheating after losing, Ash naturally chose to let her properly gather her troops.

Standing at the rear of the army, Aura, by the castle gate, looked at his own dark, headless army and began to ponder what he should do first after the victory.

In the war between the Demon King's army and humanity, she managed to gather several thousand carefully selected elite troops by taking advantage of the chaos. With this large army to wear down, the victory was hardly indisputable.

She even began to worry that the wins and losses were too overwhelming and lacked fun and a sense of accomplishment.

After all, defeating Ash and becoming the master was her greatest wish over the years. She thought Ash was dead, and it almost became her biggest regret.

"However... Ash has also regressed. He should have been more cunning before, but now he's actually... Huh??"

Awula, who was still yawning, suddenly stopped mid-sentence.

As the undead legion swarmed forward, Ash remained completely unafraid of their overwhelming numbers.

Just as the swords were about to strike, he merely bent his knees slightly, and the abnormal gravity caused the headless soldiers around him, along with the rubble and gravel within a hundred meters, to levitate and completely lose their ability to move.

And in the next instant....

Bang——! ! !

With a loud bang, the earth suddenly cracked open, and sand and dust scattered and rose up. Ash's figure disappeared from the spot and flew into the clouds in an instant.

The Burial of Frilian: A Thousand Years Later: Chapter Forty-Five - A Meteorite Falls

Aura had already envisioned many scenarios for victory; after all, the numbers were vastly different, and he couldn't possibly lose, but...

"This guy—he's still really cunning!!!" The moment Ash flew into the clouds, her heart sank, and she couldn't help but nervously look around.

In this era, the sky belongs to demons and monsters. Even though there are mages in the Undead Legion, they cannot fly.

The ordinary soldiers were even more caught off guard, as were the mage guarding Aura and the few demons among them.

As a gravity manipulator, Ash's flight speed was significantly faster than that of a normal demon; in the blink of an eye, not even a black dot could be seen in the sky.

They were dealing with this kind of opponent for the first time and lacked the necessary experience and methods.

Aura's imagined human wave tactic failed from the very beginning, which made her so angry that she almost ground her teeth to powder.

I just can't understand how I fell for his trick again.

"—What open-ground duel, allowing me to fully utilize my legion's advantages and accept defeat gracefully... But isn't this just taking advantage of my mobility?! Ash! Don't think you can beat me like this! This time... I will definitely win! No matter what...!"

As she and her men gazed at the sky, gritting their teeth, she also released probing magic to sense the surrounding magical fluctuations.

Ash didn't keep her waiting long; he quickly helped her detect the unusual magical power... but everyone else saw it too.

They didn't even need to look up to see the crimson stain on the ground.

An untimely and spectacular sunset appeared in the afternoon sky.

This was a young demon girl adopted by Aura. Line couldn't help but murmur in amazement, "Is this... a real meteorite?"

Indeed, the fiercely burning fireball, like a meteorite, tilted from the sky and fell towards Aura.

The speed was unprecedented, even faster than when ascending to heaven.

This made Aura's heart tighten. He suddenly raised his hand and shouted, "Stop him right now!!"

There was no response, but one after another, the headless mages around them caused multicolored light and various elemental entities to converge towards the high-speed meteorite.