Mission No.1 Return of the Magic Swordsman (04)
“It seems that there is no shortage of talent. You are the commander-in-chief.”
“Uh huh, then you should have done it instead of idling around in the dungeon.”
“What am I doing that bothers me so much?”
Marcus laughed at Ewald’s scolding.
“Why don’t the guards bother you?”
“… It’s different from that.”
It was Marcus who had been watching the fuss between the emperor and Ebalt from the beginning. He couldn’t have known But with a friend he hasn’t seen in a long time, Marcus can’t contain his excitement.
“Five reports of demon lords alone?”
“Yes. There are long and vague ones, but there is one case where a victim actually came out. The rest have been identified as capturing abnormal mana, and investigations are yet to be conducted. Realistically, the case where the victim came out is the most urgent.”
“Has it started dying again?”
“It’s not like that, but it’s kind of weird.”
“Strange?”
“… Moribund people have been found.”
Ewald stroked his chin.
“I’m dying… Have you lost your spirit?”
“That’s not right. No harm to life. However, I have received reports that completely supercorpsed people have been found at the entrance to the Vilzburg Monastery.”
“Wiltzburg Monastery?”
Ewald glanced at Marcus.
“It’s an abandoned monastery, but it’s a monastery, and it’s actually a dungeon. A lot of monsters live there, and people don’t even come close.”
“Have you done your research?”
“There were some adventurers who were exploring the monastery, and all of them heard a creepy song. Did you feel like your soul was going to drain out? There are nasty rumors going around.”
“What does that have to do with the Demon King?”
“You should find out about that now.”
With those words, Marcus grabbed the handle of the imperial prison.
“I want you to recognize me.”
After going down the narrow passage for a long time, the two finally stood in front of a sturdy iron door. All sorts of magic circles and magic words were attached to the door, and plaques such as no entry and no use of magic were attached.
“… What kind of magic is so messy?”
Ebalt looked at the flow of mana and magic words for a while, then grumbled.
“Since the Demon King is captured, shouldn’t we do this much?”
Despite Marcus’ answer, Ewald’s expression was puzzled.
“If you captured Beelzedeus like this, you wouldn’t have to suffer like this.”
“At that time, magic technology was not as developed as it is now.”
Feeling sorry for nothing, Marcus opened the heavy door.
“Come in.”
Marcus slightly frowned at the pungent smell of spices and magic reagents, but Ewald carefully looked around.
Certainly, it seems that magic has changed a lot from 27 years ago when he entered the dungeon.
The space was filled with mana and magic words that he had never felt before.
“That’s him.”
Ewald’s gaze turned to the very center of the room.
A bizarre magic circle was drawn, and the dome-shaped magic formed a film and was embodied to the point of being visible. Ewald, who confirmed that a neat control magic had formed in the space, was impressed inside.
However, Ewald had to put on a futile expression when he found a creature sitting still in the middle of the magic circle.
“… Hey Marcus.”
“Talk.”
“Is this the Demon King?”
“Well, first of all.”
Ewald looked at the creature referred to as the Demon King with a bewildered expression.
A little taller than Ewald’s waist, horns growing from the side of his head, a pair of black wings growing from his back, a black tail similar to a cat’s, black eyes instead of whites and yellow eyes.
However, what overwhelms all of this was a dress with lots of frills.
“… It’s a child.”
It was a child. She was a very cute visual girl with fluffy downy hair that made you wonder if she was a little over 10 years old, and even her breasts stood out beautifully.
“If only the horns, pupils, wings, and tail are normal, it would be normal to see her as a normal girl.”
Marcus nodded her head and continued.
She said, “She said the devil with her own mouth, and we judged that we were the devil too.”
“… I am very concerned about what the demon king’s standards are.”
I don’t know what she’s holding in her hand to chew on. He glanced up at Balt at the famous Demon King who moved her chin.
Although her unique black and yellow eyes gave off an eerie feeling, Balt couldn’t stop her sigh from coming out.
It was then.
“What? Why are you sighing and making a fuss? Ignore being caught? Are you ignoring me?”
Cold vitriol poured out of the girl. Ewald, who would normally have been nervous, smiled wryly as if he had not yet adapted to this situation.
“Ah, a little. It’s not intentional, but it’s a look that’s ignored.”
With a dumbfounded face, Ebalt nodded his head. However, the girl named Demon King was watching Ebalt with an expression that did not change much.
“Didn’t you come here for business? Hurry up and get out! Get out!”
“… Aha, making fun of the muzzle is definitely the devil.”
After examining the girl for a while, Ewald crossed his arms.
“Are you sure you are the Demon King?”
“Of course! This body is the strongest demon lord who descended to the middle world! His name is also the great Usbel-nim!”
The demon king, who revealed his name as Usbel, proudly spread her breasts with her bold smile. But she couldn’t take her eyes off her bare chest.
Ewald opened his mouth with a serious expression.
“… Shouldn’t you have contacted me if the dictionary definition of the word strongest has changed?”
“What, what?”
“In terms of poor comprehension and poor body, well, I guess I could be in the ranks of the strongest to some extent.”
Usbel exploded.
“Where does a human like a bug tease the demon lord! Who the f*ck is that in front of!”
Bugs, demon lords, carelessly, damn it. The moment the combination of these words was completed in his head, Balt twitched at the corners of his mouth.
“Máttur orð dauða.”
Bow woo!
As soon as the first word fell from Ewald’s mouth, an aura tinged with pure death shook.
The black energy that started from his feet exploded in all directions. The energy emitted in the form of pure mana, not even materialized, created blue sparks as it rubbed against the air.
Pazzzzzzzzzzz!
At that very moment, the black aura grotesquely wriggled and intertwined with each other. As soon as the gigantic wriggling energy formed three pillars, they headed towards Usbel.
It was from that moment that fear hung over Usbel’s face.
“For a moment! What, what? How can humans get this power?”
Ewald lowered his head slightly. The green eyes on his shady face began to glow bright red. Usbel didn’t even have time to admire that a human could have such an evil expression.
An indescribable life force was emanating from the column of black aura that wriggled like a life form, but it was because Ebalt was emitting a life force that was incomparably so intense that his skin tingled.
This will die
“Is it because I have little experience? Didn’t you learn that even humans can exert this much power?”
And Ewald’s bloody smile filled Ewald’s lips.
Usbel staggered back, but she ran into the magic dome. In an instant, a frown spread across Usbel’s face.
hahahaha! How can you not do it because of this protective barrier? A bond strong enough to hold me…”
Ewald waved his right arm lightly.
Jjoong!
He simply swung his right arm horizontally from the inside out. However, as soon as Ewald’s fist touched the barrier, the barrier shattered like breaking glass. The barrier shattered by fragments of light crumbled in an instant, and the blood drained from Usbel’s face.
“Protection, what?”
Fragments of light scattered in all directions fell to the floor of the hoodoo. With him,
“Help me.”
Usbel fell flat on his seat.
Ewald tilted her head at Usbel’s sudden action, but the wickedness on her face still covered Ewald’s face to the extent that it dripped down.
“It gets a little boring when you give up so quickly.”
“No. No. Have to live Sorry for making fun of the snout without a concept. I’m really sorry.”
A long, evil smile stretched across Ewald’s lips.
“Well, let’s wait a little longer before asking the punishment.”
Usbel nodded her head.
“Hey, hey, even if you don’t ask…”
Wave support support.
Usbel slammed his head into the floor until he heard a groan. And began to pray to Balt on her hand to hand.
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“No. No. Ask carefully later. I’ll listen carefully.”
Ewald released the control of mana. At the same time, as if collapsing, the energy of mana went down to the floor. But the remnants of her mana raked through her air, releasing a ghastly sound, only to subside very slowly.
… No matter how you look at it, Ebalt is the Demon Lord.
“Sit down.”
“Yes, yes.”
Usbel knelt obediently and placed both hands neatly on his lap. And with a very nervous face, Usbel looked up at Ewald.
It’s true that he’s short, but since he’s kneeling down on his knees, he’s really small. Ewald pulled a nearby chair and spoke quietly in a calm tone.
“If you run away, I will kill you.”
“I won’t. I don’t hit.”
“Good.”
After clearing his throat once, Ewald went on to the point.
“Do it by name. My name is Ewald Kitska.”
“Ah, Mr. Ewald Kitska. I am Demon King Us…”
Usbel, who had a face dripping with tension for a moment, opened his mouth wide and made an expression full of astonishment.
“Ewald Kitska?”
Then,
“Is that dog b*tch?”
Spit out nonsense
“… Máttur orð dauða.”
Woo woo woo woo woo!
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. The words didn’t go through my brain and came out right away. Sorry. I won’t do that again.”
The pillar of mana wriggling like a snake swayed around Usbel as if wandering around. However, Ewald did not particularly attack.
Instead,
“Raise your head.”
Ewald spewed out a vicious killing spree.
“Why am I a b*tch?”
“No. No. I made fun of the muzzle wrong. Sorry. Help me.”
“No, answer why I’m a b*tch.”
“No, that’s what it is.”
Grip support.
“There is no demon in this world who does not know Kitsuka! You’re the magic swordsman who defeated Belzedeus-nim!”
It doesn’t fall out!
“Beelzedeus ‘sir?’”
It seemed as if all the darkness in the world was rushing into Ewald’s face.
“If you call him ‘sir’ one more time, I will grind his fingers off.”
“Sorry. Sorry. I’ll keep that in mind. I’ll do my best.”
Sereus Bell, whose fingers were about to split, unwittingly bent his fingers and clenched his fist. Feeling that he was in trouble today, he bowed his head to Ewald.
What kind of lightning bolt is this?
In an instant, Balt leaned back against Usbel and slowly opened his mouth.
“I have a few questions for you.”
“Yes yes! Anything! As you please!”
Ewald glanced at Marcus. A smile crept across Marcus’ face.
“It’s the same as it used to be and now it’s a personality disorder.”
“Noisy, ask or ask.”
“Then.”
Marcus cleared his throat and approached Usbel.
“Look, Demon King Usbel. I have a few questions for you…”
“Shut up, you lowly bastard! Where did you dare to do anything to this Demon King Usbel…”
“Crush it.”
Usbel couldn’t bear to meet Ewald’s eyes and bowed her head to Marcus.
“Ayu, my snout is straight. Ask anything. Yes yes.”
He is a very cute demon king. After thinking about that for a while, Marcus checked what was written on the scroll.
“Recently, there has been a report that the Demon King has appeared in the Vilzburg Monastery. Victims in a dying state are being found one after another around the monastery. Most of them are adventurers.”
Usbel sat down on his feet and tilted his head.
“Information is scarce. It’s meager. And tolerably, tolerably, they don’t descend to places like monasteries. It’s a place with bad nature.”
“It is a monastery that served Pleomax. Hundreds of years have passed since I did not write.”
“Oh, that Pleomax? Then there might be a possibility. Aren’t there many monsters living in that monastery?”
“I heard it’s sloppy.”
Usbel nodded his head as if it were natural.
“Even though they are at the bottom of the hierarchy of hell, evil gods are evil gods. In the past, it was a topic of discussion in the demon realm. If it’s Pleomax’s monastery, there’s a good chance. However…”
However? Ewald leaned his upper body forward. Usbel looked startled, but he began to explain as calmly as possible.
“That… Being moribund is a bit strange. Didn’t it take your stamina or something?”
“Everyone recovered within two days.”
“… It can’t be.”
Usbel puffed out one of his cheeks and narrowed his brow slightly. They looked pretty cute, but they weren’t the two people who would look at them as cute.
Ewald opened his mouth with cold eyes.
“So you’re saying that it’s normal to hang a dead body from a pile of trees?”
“Ah, that’s natural. If I descend too…”
Cheer.
“… No, no. I’ve heard that generally, really bad demon lords do such nasty things. Not that I did. Absolutely not. He’s a really bad demon. Oops, that’s bad bad.”
“Are you saying that there is a high possibility of being the Demon King?”
“No, I don’t know exactly. It’s not like the demon king descends without any time.”
“There are only five cases reported that the Demon King has recently appeared.”
Usbel’s head tilted.
“To? It can’t be. It’s not often that they descend all at once. The order and the Pandemonium situation are quite complicated, so I don’t think they will descend. It’s a low-level demon lord, so even if he descends at will, isn’t it a bit much? At most, three would be the limit, but that’s strange.”
“… Do I have to stand in line to invade?”
“We also have quite complex dynamics. There are quite a few demons who are annihilated while giggling.”
After thinking for a moment, Marcus asked another question.
“Another source of information is that a creepy singing sound was heard. All the victims testified that way.”
“That’s what… It could be a siren, it could be a mermaid.”
“… Sirens and mermaids haunting the inland underground?”
“Ah…”
Usbel, who was staring blankly into the air as if stabbed in the back of her head, shrugged her shoulders.
“I guess so. They probably aren’t However, it doesn’t really suck humans with a song… No, I’m not good at bullying guys. Among the demons I know, there are no such guys.”
Ewald thought for a moment. But soon, as if his thoughts had been sorted out, he spoke calmly.
“It’s a pretty interesting story, but after all, you don’t know unless you check it yourself.”
“Yes. Unless you check it yourself.”
“Then you can check it yourself.”
Ewald stood up with an evil smile on his face. Usubel, who felt a chill from Balt’s appearance that she did not know the source of, trembled her body involuntarily.
And Ewald raised the intensity of her wicked grin at Usbel.
“Follow me.”