Nidome no Jinsei wo Isekai de

The moment the man appeared, the emotions that ran among the soldiers of the Expeditionary Army were perplexing.

A black cloak woven from the shoulders on clothing that the nobles of the people can wear.

It was an unquestionable fact that the brown skin and purple hair were specific to the Demon clan and that the man was of the Demon clan, but so much so that I suspected that this would really be the case if I were told that this was the Demon King, that I could not feel anything like majesty or intimidation from the man who came out.

He was the man who seemed only to exist to such an extent that he thought he could take it away even if he was not an unexpected brave man, but such thoughts were soon to be overturned.

"This is... the Demon King!

At that moment, when only one person, but also an expeditionary army surrounding himself, flips the cape slightly, one of the soldiers raises his fear-stained voice when he sees what is inside the cape.

Lianya thought that would be impossible too.

Inside that cloak, stained with black monochrome, were the faces of countless people who did not know it belonged to anyone.

While neither gender nor age can certainly be seen, the expression on which all of its faces are floating is that of resentment, and the grudging voice heard slightly on the wind surely caused the insanity of those who listened and a small number of soldiers to panic.

I start trying to help the soldiers around me try to calm them down, or at least not get violent by giving up on calming them, and I get a light panic all over the Expeditionary Force.

"As an army to annihilate me, it's quite brittle."

There is no mockery or insult in the tone of the Demon King, causing phenomena such as paralysing the entire function of the Expeditionary Force without moving a step from the position where he appeared.

That gaze is directed only at one point of the Expeditionary Army from the beginning, where there are five brave men who look back at the Demon King without fear while receiving his gaze.

"Is that the Demon King? Pretty poor outfit, huh?"

It was Leppard who said such thoughts while meeting each other and both fists.

Although it is a word that is clearly insulting to the Demon King, behind such words his face was drawn to tension, and his gaze was poured on the Demon King not to miss a single action of the Demon King.

"Because he's like he doesn't know why he's become a demon king. I don't think you have a choice. Still, I'm the Demon King."

Weaving a white coat from the top of his usual fit, and saying that while Emil stuck his hand in his white pocket, only one person had an out of place atmosphere, Grune, who looked surprised, asked strangely.

"Isn't the Demon King the most outstanding individual in the Demon Nation?

"The standards around there are vague every time. Still, normally, if I were this guy, I'd have someone who would be worthy of a demon king."

"Is this special? Are you blessed or poor lottery?"

Alberto responded as he stroked his jaw against the bitter Emil.

Make sure you're surrounded by those four brave men, and one boy standing in the center looks at the face of the demon king staring at us as he rubs his sleepy eyes.

"Who wouldn't be the Demon King anymore? Just because you were nothing cool or dressed up funny doesn't mean it's gonna change the ending, does it?

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Kurtz, spitting out such a dialogue as the other braves looked down with a decent face, lowered his hand, which was rubbing his eyes, with a cold grin on his mouth.

"That's the one that's bothering the Count's hand, isn't it? So if you break that thing, you can go home because we're done, right? Then I'll destroy it."

The four brave men, who were looking down at its head, look up and look at each other in the face as if they were proposing something even great.

Sure, you're right about Kurtz, but it's not the kind of dialogue that an elderly, unkempt boy can put into his mouth for nothing.

Given the birth of the Kurtz most of all, the fact that he is a brave man of the human race is also a questionable story, and I also think that he may be just enough to say that.

"Hey. We're brave and that's the Demon King, right?

"Now... maybe that fits"

"I guess it's supposed to fit... what is this"

"Well, look, some of us look like the Great Demon Kings over here, and hey,"

After listening to the last Emil, the gaze of the five brave men turns to a point of the Expeditionary Army, not the Demon King.

When he realized that the brave men's gaze was gathering toward him, he waved at them with a very unpleasant face.

"After we defeat the Demon King, that must be the Great Demon King."

"I have never heard of the emergence of the Great Demon King in this world, East and West."

"There's a first time for everything."

"In that case, won't the world end?

"Count, good luck."

Lotus Yaya, who was singling out those gazes at the brave men who were going to fight the Demon King and said unsolicited things without feeling such tension or other shards, gives a small, sharp tongue.

In the Expeditionary Army, which was trying to watch the battle that was about to begin, the tongue-beating noise unexpectedly echoed loudly, and somehow became a carriage that concentrated on Lianya's body until the sight of the Expeditionary Army soldiers.

Besides, it doesn't just stay that way, and for some reason, even though it was directed at me to the sight of the Demon King, I realize it and put Lianya in the boulder without being able to shut up either.

"Why am I in the spotlight!?

"Isn't that because Lenya is Lenya, after all?

Scion mouthed a subtly unanswered answer without intermittent hair.

It was Lianya who tried to protest, but for some reason, she swallows words of protest with her sigh when she sees the soldiers and brave men of the Expeditionary Army just nodding to convince her.

"Are you Lianyi the Knife? Strays from different worlds. Spirits of the Administrators of the World"

The words spinning from his mouth by the Demon King surprised Lianya a a little.

But as for Lianya, who knows that the shadow of the Demon Administrator will be hidden behind the Demon King, she quickly realizes that nothing is strange, even if information about herself has been brought to the Demon King via the Administrator.

"You don't seem to need to introduce yourself, Demon King. That said, I didn't come here lost, and I don't remember being someone's spike."

"Really? Then why did you come to such a place? Did I do anything to your detriment?

Lianya thinks when asked.

At its feet, I hear Frau complaining about the Demon King in some way, but he's probably saying a grudge about Frau's previous destruction of the prosthetic body he had prepared for Lotus Ya, but that has nothing to do with Lotus Ya for now.

In fact, Lianya didn't have much thought for the existence of a demon king.

I do have a background of being raided Klinge, getting troubled all over the place, and annoying each time, but if I thought about something that I personally resented or was driven by outrage, I was sure there was nothing more to it than to say no.

In the first place, it has little to do with the Demon King to explain how Lianya herself was reincarnated into this world, and it is not even the purpose of Lianya.

If I insist, the Demon Administrator, who would be lurking in the shadow of the Demon King, would be the opponent of Lianya's purpose, and to worship that face, I'm only thinking about it, if the Demon King is to stand in the way here and talk about the place of the Demon Administrator, then I'm not forced to crusade either.

"You're in the way, so be crusaded by the brave, you only think about it."

"That's another terrible assessment."

"If you vow to spit on someone who made you Demon King and pledge never to go out of Demon King's Castle again, I wonder if I can let the Expeditionary Force pull you off."

The Expeditionary Army follows Lianya's words.

I don't know, on this occasion, because I didn't think that Lotus Yayo would say something that I could miss, but by way of exception, all three of them didn't seem surprised by Lotus Yayo's words, and they reacted to each other.

"Lenya. That's right here. That's... I know it sounds like Lenya."

"Master, I don't have to wonder if the Demon King is a little pitiful not to come out of here and destroy this much. I just think so. I don't know about the rest of it."

"Count, are you leaving?

"I was just saying. As far as the Demon King's face is concerned, you're not gonna be willing to take my offer, are you?

The Demon King laughs at Lianya confirming.

"His presence heard my wish. Then I will have to hear the wish of its existence again. That's the deal."

"For your information, what did you wish?

"What I found out. Vengeance and doom."

The demon king, who answered instantly, uttered a pale word without absurding his voice.

"Demons value power. I guess it was natural that my powerless self was overlooked. Then you will have no choice but to be trampled upon and destroyed by me who have gained strength."

There is no breakdown in what you are saying, Lianyi thinks.

I don't have time to think about it now, although I feel like I did something when I think that the most that seems to happen is evidence that my personality is broken.

"That's why I trampled on the Demons and used them for my convenience. What can you blame for that?

"If it's none of my business, well, maybe it is."

"But I noticed. At the end of the day, I trampled on others with strength, and I looked down on my actions, and that they were only specific to the devil tribe that I repelled."

Lotus Yakiya looks out for the demon king, wondering how the clouds are getting weird.

"When I realized that, I thought. The Demons should perish."

"The demons we have don't seem to be?

If Lianya turned her gaze toward Emil, she had eyes with Emil, who had just turned a rugged gaze at her not to be with me.

Whatever the original is, there should be nothing like looking down on and exploiting the existence of Emil who is weaker than himself today, and he is not in line with the words of the Demon King.

"Are you sure? Doesn't that just mean you're making a big deal of yourself in front of a mighty being named you?

"Now what about that? Assuming that's the case, I'll have to correct my personality in my lifetime."

If Lianya says that that would be her responsibility for accepting the existence of the Demon Nation, the gaze of soldiers and brave men around Emil turns to Emil, who for some reason shakes his puffy face aside with a blue-faced Emil's drawn look.

"I no longer care about the truth. This is everything to me. So I gave my life to all the demons, and I just rode the thought of being there."

"Its existence means..."

"I'm not willing to talk about it. Well, that's about all we can talk about, right?

The Demon King opens his arms.

That was just how it worked, but the soldiers of the Expeditionary Army were a few steps behind the scene unexpectedly.

It is not that the Demon King used intimidating attitudes and words, but that not only the elves and the Beasts, but also the Klinge soldiers and the Demons, who should be quite resistant to the anomalies, have pulled themselves away.

Not satisfied with such a sight, but in a flat tone, the Demon King spoke.

"The names of the warriors are there. Only you and I will survive. Not as valuable as shards, such as in the names of the dead. I am the Demon King. Fight for your survival against this world."

The voice of the Demon King passed well when he said it wasn't even that much of a raised voice.

Each of the soldiers grabs his own weapon, and the braves begin to squeeze themselves into the last battle they are about to wage.

In response, the Demon King turned his murderous gaze to the brave men and soldiers.

"You got all the recognition off me. Can I take this as an opportunity?

There is too much wind blowing through the space that will be the battlefield.

I guess there were a handful of people who could see the silver light that ran in the moment, but not one who immediately understood who could have made it.

At the next moment, when some of the people on the spot understood that something had just happened, the Demon King's neck had fallen like a joke.