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

--a few hours ago.

"...... leffy ...... goooooo ......

The man and woman, who were driving a luxurious carriage used for transporting important people, converse with each other with some trepidation at the roar from behind.

Look at ....... I should have completely taken away his will, but he's snarling.

...... You've given them a potion that disables even warlike demons, and you've also deprived them of their self-consciousness with the collar of servitude. Maybe I should give them more pills while I'm at it.

I'd like to agree with you, but you're going to have him working for you in the morning. If he's still stuck on the medication then, the plan is ruined.

I know, I know. But if you don't, you're going to go down like a normal person.

The young man is carried in the back, a young man.

The young man, whose hands are bound and collared, keeps his eyes fixed on the groom's table all the time, never averting his gaze from the man and woman, swinging his head around wildly, as if he were resisting something.

The collar of servitude, after depriving the subject of his or her will, forces absolute obedience to the person who made him or her wear it, and the order to the young man should have been given "do not move. ...... Thus, there was and still is fierce resistance.

This is the result, despite the fact that the plan was formulated with the serious understanding that the youth was not human, and yet it was designed to allow him to completely control his actions.

...... Right. Okay, give me another bottle of the numbing agent.

I understand.

Once drugged, the carriage kept going and eventually reached its destination, one of the entrances to the underground sewers.

Waiting there were six men.

'Right on time. Where are the demons?

Yeah, I'm in. ...... You're pretty tight on that one, what is it, six men on guard?

To these words, one of the men who were waiting for the meeting replied with a grim face.

This is not just any demon. I'm not just a demon, this is a man who has always shown up at the upheavals of the Arysian kingdom and has used his military prowess to solve everything. I'm a former member of the military, so I know that record too well. I'll tell you what, if something happens, even six men are not enough. No, even an army is not enough.

...... Well, but I just gave her an extra dose of pills earlier. It's going to be a while before I can even move my fingers.

I hope it's .......

Having handed over the young man of the demon tribe, the man and woman return promptly, hiding the carriage nearby, and the six of them take him to the depths of the underground sewers.

After shoving the young man, who seems unable to stand, into a prepared cell, each takes his place on guard duty.

Two are in the doorway of a hidden passage inside the underground sewer.

Four are in a guard room near the prison.

...... That guy, with his lip quivering, muttered the name of a woman.

"Han, you feel guilty?　They are the enemy. That's how they've been killing each other. Years, decades, hundreds of years. We too...

In the guard room near the prison, the two men exchanged words and the other two joined them.

I understand the feeling. What we do is not good. I'm sure that historically, we will be treated like fools. And yet, we're gathered here because our bodies have moved, right?　...... Well, even without that, that man has gone too far in this country.

Yeah, I'm sure it's urgent to remove his influence from the country anyway. Either way, it's imperative to get his influence out of the country. He's too much on the side of the line--

--A crunch, and some noise was heard from the prison.

The four of them break off the conversation and reach for their weapons at once.

...... Hey, I'm going to go look--

The words could not be said until the end.

In the blink of an eye, Sore jumped in and killed one of the foremost people in front of him instantly with a piercing chest penetration by the piercing hand.

The true identity of Sore is the young man who should have been pushed into the prison.

As soon as it recognizes him, the other reaches for the sword at his waist in a nimble motion, but not in time.

In one step, the young man enters the bosom and unleashes a high kick, crushing his head like a pomegranate and killing him.

All of the men assigned to guard are already retired, but they are all elite military men who were originally trained.

However, they could not withstand the attack of a young man who is still only human and whose power is not controlled due to his lack of reason.

''The monster is ......!

"Be calm, you will die if you rush!

Of the two remaining men, one of them steps forward and sets up a round shield, ready to be attacked, while the other moves in behind it, sword at the ready to intercept.

Learned in the military, a two-man cell formation.

The swiftness of its movements was appropriate for an elite - but the young man had nothing to do with it.

''Gaaaaaaaah!

Simultaneously with a beastly roar, a shouken thrust is released.

It easily penetrates the iron round shield, and even penetrates the man's abdomen as it is.

Furthermore, the young man swings his arms while in this state to attack the last person who was ready to intercept behind him.

"Kuh--

The remaining one manages to avoid the thrust at the last minute, but due to the small room, he is unable to get a good distance and his back hits the wall.

The next moment, five fingers and palms fill the man's field of vision, and he is grabbed by his head with a gash.

* * * *

The footprints, the faint smell of human body odor mixed with sewage, and the path that remains vaguely in my mind, eventually led me out of the underground sewers, and a carriage parked nearby primed me to completely recall my memories.

...... That's right, this is how I was transported and brought to the royal capital, Arsil, right?

Even though he was deprived of consciousness, his instincts sensed the danger and his body seemed to be resisting with all its might.

It's not that he wasn't completely self-conscious, since his memories were still there, but deep down he was able to assess the situation.

It's the reason why they were able to break down the prison and even eliminate the most threatening guards.

While I was resisting in this way, my demon king's body exceeded the capacity of 'control' allowed by the collar of servitude attached to his neck, and the collar broke and came back to life.

This body seems to have done quite well.

I often think, I'm really lucky to be born a demon king.

"...... and I wonder where we are,

I look around.

I know this is the royal capital, Arsil, as I step out of the underground sewers, but it seems to be a section I've never visited, and the map is only a slice of the city.

Desperately trying to retrace my memories of my time under servitude.

As I recall, after entering the ...... city, the carriage stopped once in a mansion somewhere, where it was allowed to change carriages.

There, I remember being forced to change carriages.

I was forced to switch from a long-distance travel carriage to this aristocratic, over-decorated carriage.

Remember.

The journey was short, so the mansion and this underground sewer are not that far apart.

And it seems that there is a reason why they deliberately changed the carriage to a nobleman's one.

For example, because they came through ...... aristocratic district (...).

............

After a moment's thought, I activated my "covert" skill and let the wings appear on my back and jumped up.

I already knew that Nell and the others were not involved this time, and if I continued toward the castle, I would be able to return home safely,...... I did not choose that option.

I'm not going to be the only one who can do that.

You're going to be able to get a good idea of what you're looking for.

I'm not sure if I've ever seen a mansion in it, but I've seen it before.

It's not small, but compared to the surrounding mansions, it's a small and cozy mansion with no flair.

This is where I must have been dropped off once and then changed carriages.

I fly around the mansion, releasing the Evil Eye and checking the area.

--Right on.

A few guards.

A few guards. Their expressions and gestures suggest that they are quite tense.

I'm not sure if the enemy is being cautious, since they seem to be running some kind of operation from where they captured me.

There are a lot of people inside ...... but on the whole there is no one with much strength.

They are all really the equivalent of human civilian status, only about two-thirds of the status of the military men and women who were watching me.

Is it only civilians here?

...... Well, what does it matter?

Descend and quickly stun the two guards outside, then go inside.

It's true ...... I've been sneaking around in this town.

I can't tell you how many times I've crawled into people's homes without permission.

I'm not sure why it's so sad to have to imitate a burglar.

The guards inside are not careless, giving the impression that they are in the middle of a battle, but unfortunately, they are civilians.

I continue to explore the mansion, neutralizing them without any particular difficulty, and eventually I arrive at the room.

I'm sure you'll be able to see that the room that opened up was a bedroom, with only a closet and a bed.

"Did the ...... plan fail?

A quiet voice.

There was an old woman.

An ordinary, ordinary, ordinary-looking old woman raised her upper body from the bed and looked at me.