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

"Everyone!! We have waited a very long time, and now we will begin the 167th edition of the Martial Arts Games Destaire Tolum!!

I guess they use some kind of magic guide. The audience's cheer fills the venue as the MC's voice echoes and responds to everything inside the arena.

I was en - holding En back to sin on my shoulder, holding him to a handrail and watching the whole arena.

This is one step ahead of you on the stage in the arena, adjacent to the holding room.

From this place, I can see the audience outside of the front seat in a way that looks up from the bottom, but I can confirm that a good number of audiences are already in the seats.

"- And in the afternoon there will also be our King Final and the leader of the devil clan, Godzim! Be sure to welcome everyone with a big round of applause when you do!!

Ah? Is he coming?

He said something about backwork, but it's not like he's in charge, okay?

And - hey, I see. The great guy on the enemy's side is coming, too.

Around being introduced with a king who is supposed to be the head of the demonic world, he still seems to have considerable authority over here.

You're about to pray for me to see what kind of crap you're doing.

- With that said, I was a little mistaken about the 'devil tribe', but they say the devil tribe doesn't show any particular species.

Originally, the word "demon tribe" was used to describe the ancient demons of Lephi, and the current demon tribe refers to those who possess lineage supremacy values that they are superior in descent and power.

Its pedigree cherished men are at the centre, saying to those who will be among them, "You are also part of the devil clan with excellent blood," and looking down to those who will not be among them, "They are the weak ones without excellent blood," and that is how they have expanded their power is the group now called the "devil clan" (...).

So even if it comes with a '- demon' or something at the end of the race name, it doesn't necessarily mean that Soitz and the others are demons. Though it is also likely to be a demon tribe.

Well, in short, you're like religion.

Power as God, Satanism. The Patriarch must be a fine man.

Listening to the MC with no such benefit in mind, at that time the door of the holding room opens gallantly and an attendant with something like a book appears.

Apparently, I'm here to tell you the order of appearance of the game.

I hear voices a lot from here too, so when I'm listening leaning against the handrails of the arena stage, apparently, 'Nos. 1-50' moves on to the first game and 'Nos. 51-100' in the second game, on a 50-man basis.

"- I mean, am I game three?"

I'm number 113.

"... third?

"Ah. Looks like it. So maybe... we're leaving early, after lunch or something."

From what I've heard, I'm talking about qualifying taking about an hour or two into a game.

Right now, it's about ten o'clock for the time, so by the time the third game starts, it'll be just lunch.

Um, subtle time zone.

"... you're hungry"

"Haha, right. Let's eat a lot of yummy mon when we're done."

'...... Mm. Fun'

So, a few minutes of chatting with En about me talking to the weapon, unaware that I'm looking at this one with the kind of eyes that see something creepy around me.

'- Now we start the first qualifying match!!

Surrounded by the audience's enthusiasm, the players in the first game finally took to the stage, and the curtain of the martial arts competition was cut and dropped -.

The Battle Royale taking place today is qualifying and the main battle to fight one-on-one begins tomorrow.

Also, in this tournament that has been played so far, those who have ever competed in the main game and have made it through the first round of that tournament will not qualify in the seed.

I mean, what do you want to say - weak (...).

Fifty people fighting together is very flashy to watch, but honestly the level of that struggle itself is not that high.

Essentially, because it is still a struggle between powerful demons, or they beat me straight from the front and beat me up, and it's just like an attack.

Some of them think, "Whoa, that's a great move"... but frankly, they're not out of the realm of bending.

If you look at the average strength, one day the Orihalcon adventurer, who probably fought in the king's capital of the human kingdom, will be overwhelmingly stronger.

I knew he was pretty strong.

Well, it's still a qualifying round now, and to some extent, maybe I can't help it.

If you want to see high-level struggle and have fun, it looks better from tomorrow.

'- I'll start the third game with this!! Athletes, get to the stage!!

Finally, when I heard the announcement, I went on a giant stage with Zorozoro and the players who came out of the holding room.

- An interminable enthusiasm that I feel as soon as possible.

I don't know what to say, I get the impression that it's like a completely different world, even though it's just a step from the end of the stage where I was earlier.

Looking up, something like a giant crystal sphere, likely about the size of an electronic display board on a baseball field, is floating through the universe with pukapuka, expanding and reflecting what the stage looks like.

As far as that stuff goes, technology is advancing in weird places, the world over here.

'Looks like you're ready! So - Game 3, here we go!!

Kang, along with the sounds of the resounding gong, the heat of the field increases at once, and the audience heats up accordingly.

Sounds like rage and a sword trident, echoing around.

"Olah!! Expose yourself to death. Hey!!

"Fuck you, kid!!

If you look at me, there are a few of them who are trying to attack me with their weapons from their bodies.

- Well, then.

That's what lunch is waiting for, and should we just finish qualifying and rendezvous with Layla?

"En, keep your ears shut."

"...... n"

... Is that it? With that said, do you have ears for a weapon state en?

Or if you were anthropomorphic, how the hell are you listening to the sound of your surroundings with that weapon living there -.

... Now, it's a mystery, isn't it?

After a bitter laugh, I suddenly breathed in front of the attacking group, and...

"- Gaaaaaaaaaaaa!!

- I barked.

Shivering the ground, shivering the air, thundering, roaring.

The athletes who heard that collapsed from those who were near me to lose their minds in turn - eventually, who else but me stood there.

That noisy arena quiets back with the scene at that moment.

... I was wondering if a few of them would stay... well, okay.

- Unique Skills, "Kings Intimidation".

I got it after playing against a fucking dragon, this skill.

The effect is to 'intimidate' all enemies within a certain range of the user and blunt the target's movements.

That's a skill that would otherwise just blunt... but when the status difference between the user and the enemy becomes significant, the target can be blunted enough to stun (...) the target.

'- Hey, hey, what are you talking about!! Yes, just the roar of one player, the game is over. Awwwww!!

To that stunned voice of the MC, my roaring, quiet audiences make a scene again.

All right, now, as requested by the Demon King, the primary purpose of 'Stand Out' will be to accomplish it first.

But, well, not yet.

Huhahahaha, scratch it, you guys. This is not the power of the Demon King.

- Thus, my first game ended without pulling En out of his sheath.

- One of the aisles stretched around the arena to get out to the audience.

Because the game has already begun, it's very sparsely populated. There, there's no sign of enthusiasm or excitement, the appearance of two men observing the stage with a sharp eye.

"... what about that mask?

"A few days ago, suddenly at the hands of the finals, he was screwed as a contestant in the tournament. I mean, I'm from Lagegiheg... well, it would be eighty-nine lies"

"What... rumor has it that he's hired a new mercenary?

"It will likely be. Perhaps he was sent in to crush our mentes in this tournament."

Ments.

That doesn't seem like a big deal to ask, but in a world dominated by something called "power," the word mentz is very important.

The two of them understood very well the danger of it being crushed.

"... Sure, you seem capable. Who are you?"

"We are currently investigating, but we still need to know more"

"... that's something you can't stay at all. But if there's anything in the way, just crush it. If it's going to be an obstacle to us - get rid of it before he breaks out in this war."

"As you say."

"- Oh, hey, we're having a lot of noisy conversations."

"Huh!!

To that voice, which suddenly came from behind, the two people who looked back saw something in the hood.

"Shh -!!"

One of the men reacts instantly and goes on an attack with a knife pulled out of his nostrils - but before that knife reaches the hood, the man's arms slip off, showing a beautiful cross section from the ground to the bottoms.

- In Hood's hand, at some point, a bloodwet sword was held.

"Huh, agi ahhh!?

A man screams when he perceives slightly late that his arm has been cut off.

but the audience's enthusiasm swept away, and no one hears its screams.

"Chi -"

"Whoa, if they get away with it, they're gonna be pissed off."

Seeing Hood's strength, the other tries to slash and dump his buddy and get away with it instantly - but where he takes a step, his neck shifts from the ground up, just like his buddy's arm, and he falls off the bottoms.

Beating a shower of blood, the man who lost his neck collapsed from his knees with Gakun, lying still on his body and immobilized.

"Hih, hih."

"Oh, don't worry, I won't kill you. Because I have a lot to ask you. … hey, nevertheless, thanks to the new collaborators of the King, the work will progress"

Cook, and Hood, laughing, grabbed the root of the man who lost his frightening arm -.

- In the next moment, the body, the blood trail, the man who lost his arm, and the hood figure, everything was gone.