A Demon Lord’s Tale: Dungeons, Monster Girls, and Heartwarming Bliss

The dead are silent, but the living hear the voice of the dead.

― ― In Alsil, King's City.

After hearing the news, Nell's thoughts turned pure white.

"So, thanks to Lord Lil, we were able to escape... but Lord Yuki stayed in hostile territory."

The words of the commanders of the demon kings, the subordinates of the King of the Magic Realm, permeate the brain, and the sensation of the hands and feet disappears from the fingertips.

It's as if I've been beaten up.

The blood is pulling back.

--What she brought was a report that her husband, who broke up three days ago, was supposed to have fallen into the hands of his enemies.

My husband and his fellow Demon Troops set out three days ago in what appears to be a lot of "human supremacists."

Originally, I was supposed to participate in it myself, but I was supposed to meet up late because I got a little erranded on another urgent matter.

Something happened on the second night.

It seems that the dinner at the inn I was referring to was poisoned.

A few black thieves broke into the scene when his physical freedom was completely lost.

The only husband who was still moving was hit by an interception, and Lil, who was waiting outside the inn, said, "Lilu, let the demons escape!!" and let them escape.

"... Lil, who can move, didn't order you to annihilate..."

"I think it's dangerous for the relationship between humans and demons to get worse. If you kill humans here, you will hear the rumor that" many humans have been killed by monsters controlled by the demons "...."

Nell can't deny that word.

If you're a human, I'll do it. Sure.

People who are weaker than the rest of the race use 'Wisdom of the Weak' as a weapon.

They were sucked on by Lil and put on their back, and at the end, their husbands were wearing something like a collar, and they were blind.

"Phew...."

"I'm sorry..." Lil lowered his head in a very unusual depression, and Nell hugged her.

My husband is always like this.

He says things like "I'm in my own body" and "I don't care about life other than my own" in his mouth, and when danger actually comes, he tries to protect even if he has a weak relationship.

I like that kind of thing, but I'm more worried than that.

"... fufu"

- Calm down, me.

Don't be in such a hurry here.

First of all, the poison was not lethal, but meant to deprive the body of movement.

Then it seems that the enemy's goal was not to kill the Demons, but to capture them and use them in some sort of operation.

So perhaps your husband is still alive.

And since the first report was from these demons, you can see that he's still in jail.

If he's already free, he's using some sort of means to get in touch.

Then we must go to help - the enemy is well prepared, and even the demon king has enough means to disable him.

We should consider ourselves to have a solid intelligence network, and we should see ourselves known to have a deep relationship with him as a brave man, and our enemies have already assumed that we will move to rescue.

In order to reverse that assumption, we should call for support.

Luckily, I have a family I can count on.

"... I see. Anyway, I'm just relieved you guys got away safely. And apologize. It's our fault we put you in danger."

That's what happened in the hotel we arranged.

If they succeed, it will be an international problem, and they will fail to make a formal apology to their king later on.

"No, it was our own mistake to be alarmed, knowing it was an enemy territory. Really, it's just that we didn't deserve it ourselves. I apologize for endangering your family. --Use our power to rescue them."

"... thank you. I'm sure you'll be able to help me move. So rest now."

After they explain the situation, Nell opens the pouch with the magic of storage that he always wears.

What I took out of it was "communication balls and modifications."

Immediately apply magic and activate - after waiting for a few dozen seconds, a voice is sent from a pair of communication balls and modifications.

Yes, this is Lew. Is that your husband? Nelson?

"Lew, it's me. Please, call refi immediately."

For a moment, space was distorted.

The wall in the dungeon, which is a different space, rings and cracks enter the mug that was placed on the table.

It was under communication from Nell that the space was trembling - refi.

Looking at her, Lew rushed over and put his hand on her shoulder worried.

"What, Lefi? What's wrong with you? Something wrong?

"Oh, oniichan, are you okay? Does it hurt?

"That's not good, sir! Then I want to stay! I'll do it for you!

"... nn. Si's tongue, it works well."

Little girls playing in the living room rushing towards her in the same way.

"... I'm fine. I'm sorry, I'm a little surprised."

Their chilled refi suppresses their gushing anger and laughs without worrying.

These people will be afraid even of the world's strongest dragon clan, and even if they feel the wrath of the dragon, they will simply accept it with a worrying face.

Can it be said that the liver is fat or not?

"I've got some terrific signs... what's wrong?

The last time Leila appeared from the kitchen, Lefi told everyone.

"What, it seems that that idiot has softened up. I can't help it, so Kazu will help me clean it up. ----En. Excuse me, can you follow me? After all, if you don't have a weapon on you, that idiot won't be able to do it."

"... okay. Lord, help me."

"Oniichan, are you in trouble...?

"I guess I just failed. Don't worry, Nell and Lil are working together over there to help. Lew, Leila, I've got you covered for a while. Let me know if anything happens."

They saw what had happened to him from her condition, but they did not listen deeply.

Lefi said she was coming to help.

Then believe it.

"... yes, I understand!

"I'll take care of this."

And Lefi and En start preparing to go out right away.