episode_0004
by fnovelpia“I guess you still have no intention of becoming king.”
Justice Matheus said as he had just left the conference room. It was like a thunderclap to the nobles who had passed on one big task. The young demons, including Sfranczes, could not hide their embarrassment and glanced at Durin.
These were words that only an old demon who had spent the longest time in the castle could say.
If someone heard this, it could have been taken as a great insult, but Durin answered calmly.
“I don’t have the authority to do that.”
“You just have to make it with strength. The castle’s soldiers are all supporting you. I think you can easily defeat Ludmilla.”
“Without a shaman, the entire demon world cannot be ruled. Their wisdom accumulated over time is very effective when governing stubborn warlords.”
“Your Excellency. The warlords will not dare to cross this side. Aren’t there too many enemies around to aim for the throne?”
“The problem is that we won’t be able to go over there either. The Demon King must always stand at the center of the Demon World.”
“Is the center alone not enough? I wonder where the regent is looking.”
Mateus asked, looking straight at him. Durin answered that question without hesitation.
“Human world.”
The hallway leading to the living room was filled with silence. This was because I did not dare to intervene in their conversation.
However, they could see the direction in which the castle was trying to move forward. They did not want to miss this opportunity.
“Remember the last warrior’s invasion. Since when did the demon world become a playground for humans? If you want to come in, come, if you want to leave, go out. We even lost our king.”
“It is a miserable reality.”
“I couldn’t do anything at that time. Since the king saw it as just a fun pastime, I had no choice but to fulfill my duty of protection. As usual, I thought it would be over after the king faced the warrior a few times.”
Durin, who recalled that time, sneered.
“But what happened? The foolish king abandons his duty, and the rulers of distant lands show signs of rebellion. The era has arrived where we must do everything to survive, let alone subjugate the warrior. We will have to face bigger waves in the future.”
The silence gained weight. Each of the high-ranking demons was lost in their thoughts. Durin threw a topic at them.
“Still, we are demons. A being who must confront angels and rule over humans. No matter how difficult it is, you must not lose sight of the essence.”
Demon. They are not small creatures that kill each other and seek power. A powerful being who enjoys the glory of battle based on fear.
The meaning of existence that we have identified for ourselves in order to survive in this world.
“I will not forget the first verse of the law. chancellor. Was this enough of an answer?”
“It was absolutely wonderful.”
Matheus, holding the scriptures in his arms, bowed deeply. The young demons were also swept by the atmosphere and knelt down.
“Lead the castle. My master.”
“I will only follow you.”
The scene they once dreamed of was being portrayed here. However, if there was a flaw, it was Durin’s reply that did not come back.
“Don’t waste time needlessly. I have a busy way to go today.”
He moved forward without looking back. Still, it didn’t matter to them.
I just walk silently along the path that Durin took before me.
……
“Making form is.”
The series of conversations that took place in the hallway spread to everyone in the castle. Ludmila, who started working in the office, was no exception. Since she was in the nearest conference room, she could see the scene in real time.
[But don’t forget. We are demons. [We must confront angels and rule over humans]
It was the first verse written in the demonic law maintained by Supreme Magistrate Matheus. The fate given to the demons, one of the first races conceived by the Creator God. If angels are in charge of grace and humans are in charge of life, the devil is in charge of fear. The power of demons in the world after death was enormous.
However, due to the fighting spirit that is one of the natures of demons, the challenges that occurred every day muddied the waters. Because they forgot their original role, the demons weakened themselves. The problem has reached the present generation with the worst results.
I thought that the unprecedented disappearance of the king was, in fact, destined to happen. The future predicted by Ludmila, who looked at the sky and measured the astronomy of the demon world, was always not good, which added to her credibility.
“Sadly, the only one I can trust in this situation is Durin. The leader was a lowly gladiator.”
Although he had the most demonic upbringing, he was the most humble, so the shamans did not acknowledge him. He was oppressed by a powerful force and surrendered, but was not accepted as a true leader.
“All I can do now is bow down for a moment. Anyway, the situation is not easy enough for him to just hand over some of his authority to me.”
In the current situation, the only demon flexible enough to talk and coordinate with the castle warlord was Ludmilla. The Demon King’s Seal handed over by Durin will greatly improve her abilities specializing in speech and illusion. It was an opportunity to solve the problem requested by Durin and at the same time increase one’s own strength.
I knew that fact well, so for now I will just hunker down and wait for my time.
“Is there anyone out there?”
“What’s going on?”
After thinking about it, Ludmila raised her voice, and one of the succubus maids waiting in the hallway responded cautiously.
“Come with me to the king’s palace. We need to understand the movements of the angels and collect traces of the Demon King that the Royal Guard is chasing.”
“Then I will call the shamans in the astronomy room.”
“Only about 3 people, the rest need to figure out the movements of the warlords.”
– Before Durin pulls out his sword, he cleans the plate first.
While other people who have not come to their senses are in vain, Ludmilla will prepare step by step.
Anyway, they didn’t know what to do and were all destined to die at the hands of Durin.
Even now, if you listen to the news, the actions of idiots are continuing in other corners of the castle.
Looking at the direction Durin was heading straight after leaving the conference room, it seemed like the problem would be resolved quickly.
With the bloody wind blowing harshly.
Because he was the cruelest devil in the face of challenges…
“Ugh, just imagining it gives me goosebumps.”
The time has come to repay the local warlords for their disrespectful attitude when the king disappeared.
…….
The drawing room was located in a separate building a little away from the king’s main hall.
A stone building boasting a quiet appearance between the parade ground, where soldiers gather, and the [Queen’s Nest], where a large defense force resides.
It was quite beautiful on the outside, but the cries of the demonic beast echoing through the hallway drove even the devil crazy. Among the lower-class demons, this place was called a demon cave that was difficult to endure even for a moment. Someone said that it was like the first impression you get when you encounter the bottom of a labyrinth.
Naturally, it was not a place to host VIPs of the Demon King’s Castle. It was a place to imprison those who were high-ranking demons but could pose a threat to the castle.
They were the children of rulers located in the north, south, east, and west around the central continent of the Demon World. Hostages to prove loyalty. He declared that he would not dare to rebel by placing an immediate family member or a high-ranking blood relative in the castle.
But the situation took a turn.
“Why father! Why on earth did you do that!”
Clink!
The vase flew in a straight line and shattered on the floor. A woman’s screams, more desperate than the cries of a vicious demonic beast, came from a room.
“Why did you suddenly stop contacting me? I’m here. The successor who will take over the tribe after my father is here now, so why did you cut him off?”
There was the sound of objects breaking once more. This time, the table was broken in half and crumbled into sawdust. Verdia, the daughter of the ruler of the southern continent who did all this, continued to breathe heavily in anger, as if her anger had not calmed down yet.
“No matter how much I think about it, I don’t understand. “Why on earth were you thinking of doing something like this!”
Something happened to her that she couldn’t understand. The morning’s catastrophe was so shocking that it would go down in the history of the Demon World, so much so that everyone in the living room was talking about it. When I heard the reason, I burst out laughing and couldn’t hold it back. To give up everything for love. He left only for self-satisfaction without thinking of his subordinates.
It was not the king’s timber. If any devil were to face the devil, he would try to cut off his head. It is the shame of the demon world. We talked a lot about things like that.
Of course, there was a brief moment of tension at the news of the warlords making moves, but fortunately no one did anything right away. The commotion quickly quieted down. There was anxiety, but no major incident occurred.
But just one person. The rulers of the South were an exception.
I cut off contact as soon as the situation occurred. The timing was too strange to think it was a simple error. He even cut off all secret contacts with his successor, Verdia. Embarrassed, Verdia wandered around trying to find a way out, but the situation only got worse.
“Please stay calm and do not cause a scene.”
Jump up!
Verdia stopped moving at the words of a soldier who opened the door. The soldier who watched her every move said that treason against the castle was unforgivable. Immediately after, he captured all the low-level demons who served as liaisons with the South. It wasn’t long before news came that they had been handed over to the punishment department, and all the lower-level demons in the south were hung on poles in a garden with a clear view of the drawing room.
＂…….＂
The sight seen through the window was creepy. A distorted face that seemed to have felt the pain of death was looking right at her. I could feel the maddening fear in his twisted expression.
The father abandoned his daughter. As he struggled, he was caught helplessly.
‘You will soon be like us.’
The severed head seemed to say so. Born in the South, the most beautiful and powerful woman, the first fear that befell her made her tremble.
I can not do anything. I was so scared that it overshadowed my feeling of helplessness.
“please. please. please. please. I don’t want to die like this. “Why do I have to go through this?”
Verdia fell down on the table. Meanwhile, my shoulders were shaking like aspen trees and I couldn’t stay still. I wanted to grab onto something right away and scream for help.
Wouldn’t it be better to fight someone and die honorably? He was accused of being a traitor and had to be executed miserably.
“Or… will I really go on a rampage and die?”
Verdia raised his head and muttered. It seemed like it would be better to meet a demon-like end. I think my father actually wanted this too.
To sacrifice one’s life for the tribe’s independence. Since I was trapped in this castle and couldn’t get out anyway, it would be a good idea to at least take care of my honor. That seemed right. A strong southern warrior would have to meet a violent end.
“…….”
Verdia slowly got up. My trembling body soon calmed down a lot. I felt like I was reborn as a warrior, not a crying girl.
Although I have no weapons, I will defeat all the enemies out there with my bare hands.
Verdia took shaky steps and stood in front of the door.
＂Whew…..＂
My heart was pounding. I could feel the blood rushing so fast that my throat felt stiff. The sight was brighter than usual, revealing the excitement of battle without filtering.
＂Inhale!＂
There was no need for preparations such as deep breathing. Verdia kicked out the door and clenched his fist. He remembered the face of the soldier who had threatened him earlier and vowed to destroy him without mercy.
And I will meet the end worthy of a southern warrior…
“Reak!”
Verdia’s blow bounced off with a faint scream. It was because of some black armor outside the door. I don’t know what material it was made of, but it was so strong that my fist, which I had clenched with all my might, lost all of its strength.
Who the hell is out there? No, wait. Black armor?
For a moment, Verdia was able to remember. There was only one person in this Demon King’s Castle wearing such armor.
“Durin?”
“Yes.”
The answer comes back indifferently. I thought I heard it wrong, so I glanced up and a red glow came into my eyes.
“You are the daughter of a traitor. Isn’t that right, Sfrances?”
“Although I am a savage, I can praise your courage.”
Durin, the bone crusher of the Demon King’s Castle, and his assistant, Sfrances, a small lizardman.
“Ah.”
Verdia collapsed and collapsed. Fighting, showing fighting spirit, all those thoughts disappeared somewhere beyond my memory.
Can’t win. There was no one under the sky who could win against Durin except the Demon King. But the devil isn’t there either?
For a moment, I came to my senses from my daze. It was the moment when reason, which had been paralyzed by fear, returned.
-I threw my fist at Durin. But it failed.
-It wasn’t an end worthy of a southern warrior, but he just ended up being killed like a dog.
-It is difficult to find any possibility of survival here. However, if you fight, there is a high possibility that you will become the most miserable person in the world.
Verdia’s response was quite quick.
＂S-sorry! please! please! Please spare my life!”
The southern ruler’s daughter fell to the floor in a more upright position than anyone else. His posture was so good that a soldier watching from behind was amazed.
＂Please forgive me. The devil’s representative, no, the guard captain… Ugh! Four Heavenly Kings. “I have committed rudeness!”
But none of that came into Verdia’s mind.
I had to clap my hands and beg for my life.
It looks like I’ve been put to death for my honor and all, so does it matter now?
The small rebellion ended in vain like that.
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