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

"Uh... I'd love to trouble you"

As the brave men told me, it was time to go back to the gate and return the way I came to return my provisional ID, and plug it into something like a back alley with few people.

"... sounds like it."

When I abruptly stop, I seem to have noticed it as well, so that the brave man can softly pull his sword out at any time with a voice containing only a little tension. Only Refi is natural without looking particularly concerned about anything.

- This one stops. No, no, suddenly, a few guys showed up.

The men stretched out onto the road as they were, blocking the front and rear of us by a total of six, with a nigga and a humble grin.

Each of them has a weapon in their hands, and their cutting-edge points this way. I don't care what you think, let's have tea. It's not an atmosphere.

Well, all of a sudden, I knew what they were wearing. I had as many hostile reactions as I could think of on the map. If you were worried about what was going on, you'd be a step behind.

"Hey, we want to get through there, so will you step aside if you can? And if you haven't noticed, I'll tell you, but the bladeless direction is pointing this way. Didn't someone tell you that blades shouldn't be directed at people?

"Hehe, I'm sorry, kid. We were born in a bad place. Nobody ever taught you that."

A big, leader-like man in a man's body who didn't hold a weapon but only one answers with a niggling grin as he stepped forward.

"Sa, if you don't want to hurt me, you're going to leave me alone with a lot of money. I know Temé's rich."

"Were you even watching the redemption earlier? Then you don't think I have the strength to defeat all those demons?

"There's no way you can take that big guy down on a kid like Temehe. Daimyo, what did you do to steal the demon that some of them defeated?

Oh...... yeah. Big guy.

First Name: Dorga

Race: Human

Class: Advanced Axe Warrior

Level: 47

HP: 1601/1601

MP: 198/198

Muscle Strength: 350

Endurance: 432

Agility: 210

Magic: 91

Dexterity: 132

Luck: 111

Skills: Axe LV IV, Crisis Sensing LV III

Title: Murderer, Rapist, Mad Warrior

Nevertheless, having power is a good thing. This man is quite strong for a human being, but still knows the extent.

Normally, it seems like a hurry, but my analytical skills show that my strength difference is overwhelming, so I don't feel any anxiety.

You know how it feels to be chronic as soon as people gain power.

It's just a bit of a nasty situation. I still want to enjoy sightseeing, and I'm gonna have a problem here and get kicked out of the city, because it's not very funny.

Kill them all and throw the bodies into the item box, or it's only a moment in your head, but killing about this kind of chimp is also an alley, and that's troublesome if someone sees you.

When I shut up, you mistake that for a star, or a man with a leadership status inferior to Nell, whose body is only futile and big, keeps saying the words in a good mood.

"And the thin fleshy kid over there is human, but you and the silver-haired lady there...... demonic, right?

"... Huh? What made you think that?

"I don't know, there's a magic guide in the world that explores whether you're human or not. I'm sorry, but let me look into it, okay?

Well, I'm pretty sure neither Leffi nor I are human.

What, there was such a magic guide?

"So what would you do if you were a demon?

"Hehe, the Demons are human enemies. Nobody cares what we do to the Demons, and if the Demons get their hands on us, all the guards in this city will turn to the enemy. If you want me to keep my mouth shut, leave all the money behind. And then there's the demonic lady. I'm still a kid, but the rash isn't bad. I'll make you feel better. By then, without us, you might have a body you can't live with!

Gahaha, before the guys laughing, I...

"-A?"

"Am I? - Ngu."

Filling my distance with one step, I grab the neck of a big fat ass who speaks of fuzziness with a gut of one hand and hoist it straight up into the hole.

"Ahhh, ghh, hah."

"... hey, I think there are good and bad things to say. Please, don't say too much fuzz. My (...), to a woman (...), what do you mean...?

"Temeye!!

A fellow man sees his sword swung up in a hurry, chilling sideways, and I swing the man I grabbed, gnawing and throwing it at you.

Blunt hitting sound.

As they overlapped, they drew a parabola and blew it away, eventually striking their bodies hard against the wall of the building behind them.

"Yarrow -"

"I'm short on vocabulary, bogus. Learn more Mandarin."

He twists the sword of the other man with a leopard and punches him in the side head in return.

As the third man spun his body around with the momentum of the kick as it was, he clashed hard from his head on the ground and stopped moving.

I'm sorry, but I can't defend you either.

The men who were blocking the back move out one step late, but beforehand the brave moved, unconscious the two just by themselves without pulling themselves out of the sheath, and now they were unconscious the third in a flowing motion.

Heh... I'll do it.

- In an instant, we'll be the only ones standing.

"Chi, fuck!!

Apparently he was still conscious, he got up from shaking his head when the big fat ass that was falling sifted, pulling out the weapon he was carrying on his back.

It's an axe. An axe-like shape used by executioners, sculptures imitating skeletons and bones are exchanged throughout, and look quite disastrous.

I feel it at the same time, Magic Wave. With a magic eye, the source is that axe.

"I let this go, regret it..."

First Name: Dorga

Race: Human

Class: Advanced Axe Warrior

Level: 47

HP: 1502/1891 (1601/1601)

MP: 456/456 (198/198)

Muscle strength: 552 (350)

Endurance: 681 (432)

Agility: 429 (210)

Magic: 211 (91)

Dexterity: 132

Luck: 111

Skills: Axe LV IV, Crisis Sensing LV III

Title: Murderer, Rapist, Mad Warrior

Is this... a big change in status compared to just now?

An axe of anger and resentment: an axe that kills, kills, kills, and continues to bathe in the blood, hatred and anger of those who kill, and whose resentment and anger eventually passed on to the weapon itself. It drives the owner insane, but greatly amplifies its status. Quality A +.

... I see, the effect of that axe.

When I looked at the man, his eyes were dyed red at some point as to whether he had gone into madness.

"It's... Demon Sword!!

In a hurry, the brave say so.

"Demon Sword?

"I'm talking about some kind of magical weapon. My holy sword is also a kind of demon sword... but I've never seen a demon sword that feels such tremendous negative pressure... ugh!

Her cheeks, two, and sweat flow.

"Hehe... If I had grown up, I wouldn't have killed him..."

Yura, and a big fat bum who lays down his weapon in a motion like a pneumonia and has a grin that makes him feel crazy.

"Doh, what do we do? That's kind of a mess."

"Calm down, brave man. You don't have to rush. See, you want some tea?

"Hmm, let me get you a drink."

"Aren't you guys too calm!?

Shoulder to shoulder to the stunned brave, I make a fissure of the void appear and stick my hand in it.

- Fine.

If you pulled out a weapon that feels amazing - let's compare it to the weapon I made a while ago, which is stronger.