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

"- No, that was a pretty good place to stay."

"... Non was better at home - the castle"

"If I say that, you and I agree."

I overflow with bitterness as Leffi heartily rejoices in saying 'home' to the Demon King's Castle.

We stayed overnight because we chose a place that looked expensive there, or we were able to get a room as soon as we went there, which wasn't a bad service. Dinner was also quite delicious and satisfying with many of the unique things in this world that I hadn't seen much of.

The room that was put through was also beautiful and big enough for the two of us to stay... but only one miscalculation was that the bed was a double, not a twin?

Even so, I'm one of those people who originally lived under the roof, and blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

Speaking of harm, the eyes that look at me as an employee were subtly painful.

And when it comes to the fucking prince... I stopped thinking.

I also say it's been a pain in the ass.

'Cause knowing who the enemy was originally meant to be accomplished, and after that, I hope you enjoyed sightseeing.

Enjoy a cup of different worlds before thinking about it again.

Switching heads is important. If you can't do that, the society will be depressed.

So now, me and Leffi were on their way to yesterday's Lordship Hall to pick up the brave men who are tourist guides.

"... oh! I wanted to be there. Oh, Nell. And that? Old man?"

Waiting in front of the Lords' Palace were two brave men and lords of this city.

"What's the matter, old man? I mean, you both look sleepy."

"... whose fault is it... well, no, Master Raylow wants to ask you something."

"The old man?

"I heard about your encounter with the 'Cursed' Devil's Sword. I just want to say a few words about that time."

Cursed means that devil's sword axe. He said Leffi and 'how he was drunk by the curse -' and so on.

Well, I do find it odd to say. That would be nothing but a 'curse'.

"Oh, this one."

That said, I take the axe out of the item box and show it to my lord.

"Become -"

The guard-like soldiers who were on guard in front of the gate set up their weapons at the same time and turned to me for taking out my weapons.

"Stop!! Disarm!!... My men excused me. But, uh... are you okay with me touching you?

"Oops, I'm teaching you."

When he says so in disgust, the lord groans in a warlike manner.

"... of, tutoring the cursed demon sword... still, well, okay. Can you do that? Honestly, as far as I'm concerned, just watching makes me feel bad"

"Oh, it's so powerful, this"

"Um, it's so strange that you can stay flat like that."

Well... I meant to joke to the brave guy and said, "The Demon King is good at this," but you seem to have been really good at it.

No... or is that it? Simply because of the difference in status?

The brave man doesn't look sick even if he feels threatened by a weapon, and Leffi, too, said he wanted to touch it yesterday, so I gave it to him, and he was already more frightened and shrunk of something weapon, and he growled up with Shin to see if he was going to pretend to be a normal weapon and not take any action.

Hey, I thought you were cute. He's adorable.

Well, it seems that Refi was bored that nothing was going to happen, and he said, "Hey, why don't you pour a curse on Non, too? Hmm?" I started threatening him the other way around, so I pitied him on the boulder and stopped him.

When he punishes the weapon as he is told, the lord exhales a howling, small breath of relief.

"... well, can you tell me what the man who was using that weapon looked like as I leave it now that you are a little strange"

"You say it's a little weird...... okay. Yeah, my physical abilities were blown up when I grabbed the weapon, but I didn't think my normal physical abilities were strong enough for a dick."

With all that strength, you wouldn't have to do a chimp or anything to make a living.

Perhaps that strength was gained after he grabbed the weapon and went crazy.

It's just that I actually grabbed that axe and understood, but perhaps it hasn't been that long since I got the Devil's Sword.

If it had been a longer grip, there wouldn't have been that much rational thought left in him, and he would have completely lost his mind and turned him into just a hazy annoying being to be rumbled.

That much potential was in this weapon.

'Cause even if you look only at the performance aspect, just gripping it will give you +200 values for almost all stats. That's what happened when I gripped it.

Even though this world is one in which ten makes a big difference in combat if they have different statuses, it's too small as a disadvantage to have such a smashed performance and just get a little crazy.

If it came out online or something, it would be an instant storm of naughty.

Communicating such a view to the lord, the old man wrinkles between his eyebrows and delays his thought with some serious look.

"Something bothering you?

"... no, it doesn't really matter to you guys. Never mind. I'm sorry I held you back, but as far as I'm concerned, I'd like you to keep going back to the woods... but I won't say anything more about staying in the city, so just stay as problematic as you can."

"Old man, you're starting to say something clear."

I thought it would be better for you.

Well, you're right. It would be more comfortable for me to be so clear.

"Well, don't worry, old man. I'm just here to sightsee now. If you enjoy this city enough, you'll go home. Hey, Refi."

"Well, this place is delicious, so whatever happens, we'll destroy everything in this city."

"... I've never thanked this city for its delicious meals before."

We took the brave men to the city after we broke up waving at the old man who was so smug and grunted.