I forgot to ask why Klosell disliked Focalor.
Well, I guess it's understandable.
"――I command you in the name of Norman. Appear like a swift wind, in the center of this magic circle. Come from anywhere in the world and answer all my questions with reasonable answers. Appear in a peaceful manner without delay, and grant my wish. Come forth――the 41st, Focalor!"
The magic circle glowed as I finished chanting.
Then, a figure appeared.
"Eh? An angel?"
I blurted out those words.
It seemed like the figure had angel wings, just like Klosell.
"Fufufu...do I look like an angel? Indeed, wings are a fine thing."
Her voice lacked intonation.
The light vanished, revealing the demon's form.
She definitely had wings.
But they were completely different from angel wings. You could call them monster wings.
It was like a human with monster wings.
Her hair was long and messy, a stark contrast to Klosell's neat appearance.
"So, what do you want me for...?"
Her voice was still flat.
"Um, I called you, Focalor, because I wanted to learn wind magic."
"It is true that I excel at wind magic...but why do you want to learn it? Tell me your reason."
Reason?
When you put it that way, I couldn't immediately think of one.
Currently, I find learning magic itself enjoyable, so when you ask me for a reason, I can't really give one.
"I want to learn a lot of magic and become a skilled magician."
For now, I answered safely.
"I see. Then, my answer is no. I do not wish to teach you magic."
Why was I rejected?
"Um, could you please tell me why that's not possible?"
I couldn't just withdraw without anything to show for it.
I need to at least hear the reason and come up with a solution.
"My power can kill many people."
"Uh huh."
"Therefore, my power should not be carelessly taught to others. Because killing is evil."
Um, what is that supposed to mean?
Killing is evil? What is a demon saying?
Don't demons thrive on killing people?
"Um, Focalor, you're a demon, right?"
"Yes, I am a demon, but..."
"For a demon to condemn killing as evil is quite a peculiar taste..."
"I aspire to be an angel."
A demon aspiring to be an angel?
She's saying odd things again.
"These wings, I even stole them from a gargoyle to be closer to an angel. Fufufu...do they suit me? Oh, dear, I'm grinning again. I mustn't laugh like an angel."
Saying that, Focalor pressed her finger to her lips.
This demon keeps saying odd things like aspiring to be an angel, but she still acts like a demon. Stealing wings from a gargoyle is typical demon behavior.
"Therefore, I want to be a being who guides people like an angel. So, I cannot teach you my power that can kill people."
"Um, I don't have any intention of killing people."
"You said you want to become a skilled magician. Magicians sometimes use magic to kill people in war, I know that."
It's true that Focalor is right.
There is a long history of magic being used in war.
Now, how do I convince her?
I think.
And then, one idea comes to mind.
"Focalor, you say you aspire to be an angel, but do you actually help people?"
"Eh, um, I, well, I've helped people a few times."
Focalor stuttered, trying to avoid the question.
As I thought, she doesn't help people very much. It's difficult to help people in the demon realm.
"Focalor, I have a proposition. Want to help people together?"
"Help people, you say?"
"You won't refuse, will you?"
"Well, it's not like I would refuse to help people."
Focalor agreed.
My plan is this.
I'll have Focalor help people and show her how magic can be used to help others.
Then, Focalor should teach me wind magic.
And so, I decided to help people with Focalor.