The Demon King was a looming threat, and he could strike anyone suddenly. Not long ago, Riana had lost her father to the Demon King, and that had made the threat of the Demon King much more present to these kids.1

They had invented great things, but it was too much of a threat to the Demon King. If it became publicly known that such a great invention had been discovered, the Demon King might target its creators. That was what I was saying.0

“The Demon King might target us, or perhaps kidnap us to use us for his own purposes,” I said, reminding them of how Charlotte de Gradias herself had been kidnapped.1

“Do you understand what I’m saying?” I spoke calmly, seriously, without any hint of jest. “You’ve created something so amazing that it might actually put you in danger.”0

Though I presented it as a threat posed by the Demon King, it was Cantus Magna that was the real threat.0

“I see…”0

They had been celebrating their achievements, but I had poured cold water on their excitement. Yet, from their expressions, it looked as if the cold water had brought them back to their senses. 0

They had only thought about creating and succeeding, without considering the repercussions of their creations. I, who knew nothing about magic, was the only one thinking about and making judgments on the current continental situation.0

It was a lie, but ultimately, I had decided on it in order to protect these kids.0

“But if the Demon King attacks later on, wouldn’t these two items make the army and mages stronger?” Adelia said timidly. 0

Others agreed with her as well. These two items were powerful ones that could significantly enhance humanity’s capability to wage war. Instead of hiding because of fear of the Demon King, wasn’t it the right path for humanity to grow stronger with these? It was a fair point. One could always think about it from the perspective of humanity itself. These items could be used to ensure that humanity...0