The Great Sage's evil Hand- Chapter 1
So what would happen if Murata suddenly decided to leave the Demon Kingdom to follow the path of Evil? A randomly thought out story involving conflict between the Demon King and his most trusted friend...
Yuri sighed heavily as he remembered his friend's last words.
"I'm sorry, Yuri, but I just don't want to work by your side anymore."
And how he had without thought pathetically called after him "Ken! Don't leave!"
It had been three days, or a week, what seemed like a month since he last saw the Great Sage perched atop the "Ends of the Earth" box, and it felt as if he could just wander into the Shinou's temple and there he would be, wearing the same cheeky grin as always.
"I think it's different this time." Wolfram had said, "This time I don't think he will be coming back."
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The dark-haired sage fiddled with his glasses as he listened to his new king make his next proposal.
"Everything is so different here. King Saralegui's ideas actually make sense."
He thought to himself, "but have I actually made the right choice here?"
He snapped out of his transe when he noticed a pair of gleaming golden eyes staring at him. "So then," Sara began, "Are you willing to organise this little plan for me?"
"Of course." Murata replied, the light shining ominously from his lenses. (As it always does)
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"I won't wait any longer!" Yelled the young king. "I'm going to look for Murata and none of you can stop me!"
"Oh your majesty!" said Gunter, inappropriately and dramatically dancing around.
"This is not the time for such rash actions," said Gwendal, "There is much paperwork to be done and we don't know when Small Cimaron will make its next move. We have to be on guard."
"My brother is right," agreed Conrad, "I'm sure that wherever his eminence is that he is doing just fine. He IS the demon kingdom's fountain of knowledge after all."
"If THAT'S what you think, then you don't know my friend at all," said Yuri, sniggering.
The three brothers turned to their king with bemused looks on their faces, while Gunter sat crying in a corner, of course.
"If it is Yuri's wish, then I will follow him without question, regardless of what the rest of you may say." Wolfram said this in his "fiancee" tone.
"Then I have no choice but to follow," said Josak, conveniently emerging at that exact moment." (Once again, as always)
"Then I too shall accompany you, Yuri." Said Conrad.
"Yes Gunter, you can also come along." Yuri sighed, giving in to the puppy-dog eyes of his tutor.
"But where do you suppose we could find his eminence?" Josak asked.
Coincidentally, a carrier pigeon flew in at that moment containing a suspicious message.
"Gimme that!" barked Wolfram, snatching up the paper. "What the hell is this? It's written in some strange writing, I can't read it!"
"Then it must be from Murata! Give it here!" Yuri grasped the letter and read aloud-
Hey all! On vacation in Small Cimaron, I won't be coming back for a long time, so maybe never. Hope minimal inconvenience was caused by my spontaneous trip. I sent this letter to ensure his royal highness that I am well and nothing unthinkable has happened to me. Please do not trouble yourselves looking for me. Believe me, it would waste your time.
Yours wisely,
Murata Ken(-chan)
Yuri paused for a moment to take this all in and after a minute or two they all looked at each other before simultaneously screaming "SMALL CIMARON?!!"