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

"Just the two of us, or... let me ask you why"

That's what Carotta says as she looks at this one to sharpen her gaze softly and stare at it as if.

"Ooh...?

To Nell, who looks at me in confusion, I turn back my words to Carotta while I control "shut up" with my eyes.

"A little, I want to do something. I don't want anyone but Nell to see that. Of course, when it comes to the Demon King crusade, I don't mind if you decide that it was accomplished with the help of everyone here."

"You two alone think you can defeat the Demon King?

"Oh, you can do it. The back hand... yes, I want to use the back hand, so I don't want anyone else to see that. - Besides, what are you saying... that's more certain (...). No?

Carotta showed herself to shut her mouth for a while and then eventually nodded and opened her mouth.

"... you're not. Sure, the mask, you and Nell alone, would be easier to fight. But let me tell you one thing. This is what I'm hearing because it's your suggestion that I kick ass telling you not to be an idiot if you should. You know very well that failure is unacceptable, don't you?

"That's what I call silly. If it was just me, you wouldn't still be with Nell and fail."

To my words, Carotta bursts with laughter as she circles her eyes for a moment.

"Cook, cook... right. Fine! I'll leave everything to you about the Demon King Crusade. Let us hope for the power of our love."

"Oh, please do that."

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

To the appearance of my daughter-in-law pointing her lips as if she were obstinate, Carotta laughed for a while, then turned her gaze around her and opened her mouth with a slight twitch.

"But...... nevertheless, despite all this showing, do you still have a wife's hand"

Answer her with a shoulder strapped to say so as she looks at the battle trail between Worm and Earthly Dragon.

"The trick is, if the seed breaks, I'm interested. We're only going to use it when we're here."

"Well, let me know the next time you do a show. Let me take a closer look at all your tricks."

"... you alone don't want to send out that invitation."

Carotta was laughing delightfully at me again, raising her hands to give me a break.

"Oh... why did you do that all of a sudden?

If we crusaded the Demon King, Nell opened his mouth towards us where the Carrotas retreated because he didn't know what kind of changes would happen to this built space and he couldn't see them anymore.

"He's the demon king in this dungeon, because he's definitely gonna realize that I'm another demon king. Based on the offense so far, I know very well that I am a willing being, so I actually polo relative to" Onole, maoooooooooo!! 'I don't care if they say so. "

"Oh... sure, that seems possible and troublesome. They're not just demons, they're intelligent... but, hey, that's not why you said we'd do it alone, is it?

"Oh, what made you think that?

"That's about all you need to know. He looked like he was up to something."

Jito, I'm going to look at this one with my eyes, and I'm going back to Nell with a bitter smile, "Don't be hostile."

"I'm not so sure I'm up to it... well, I need to ask you something."

"Huh? You want to hear... to the enemy demon king?

"Ah."

For a while now, I have a lot to think about.

- It's a fundamental part of the question of what a demon king is and what a dungeon is.

The Demon King is a very interesting being.

The use of a mysterious substance called DP can produce a variety of things and make permanent use of them, not temporarily.

Extremely, is it possible to produce items from different worlds - from my past life - in this world?

With enough DP, we can create things that aren't supposed to exist in this world.

That's not all that's possible with DP.

Although it is demonic exclusive, it can also produce organisms with a willful personality, or, in the name of 'hierarchical addition', a new realm - in other words, a 'world'.

The power of the dungeon makes it possible to kill organisms in that realm - if we eat the raw of others, we modify the flesh of the Demon King and make 'changes' to a form suitable for the environment, whatever.

Because of the existence of the concept of level, it is possible for normal organisms to change as well, but the main demon king of the dungeon is so fast that its speed cannot be compared.

In that way, what is it called as a definition, a being that changes itself as it thinks but creates a new world and organism?

- God (...), it is.

"... you're a god... there won't be a god in there that doesn't look so good."

"Say what. I can't possibly find a God so merciful and filled with love, looking east and west now, can I?

And I joked and I said it, and I realized that the girl next door looked anxious, and I shouted in surprise.

"Nell? What's up?

"... hey, ooh. If you really say you're a god... then you won't be gone from us, will you?

"To?"

"Because... God, right? God is something you can't be in the same place as people, and even more so - you can't be in the same place as us..."

Potspots and Nell saying that, I - I took both her hands and peered into that neat, beautiful face from up close.

"Hih......! Oh, uh, oh, hey...?

"Hey, Nell."

"Ugh, yeah"

I said to Nell, blushing and lying down.

"You... you're stupid"

"... Huh?

Because they said something unexpected, or Nell as a pocan.

"Think about what you're going to say... Me going somewhere? You can't do that. Look, Nell. Listen up, I'm me. Nothing more or less."

…………

Yes, I am, I am.

My place is my world.

And where I am, it's that dungeon. Then there's no reason to go anywhere else.

Be the Demon King, be the Dragon King, be God, be anything else, but they equally don't matter.

... No, I like the title of Demon King a lot, so I hope to do it again in the future because I mean Demon King... that's just it.

"I just do what I want whenever I want. I have always been, and I will never be the same. It doesn't matter to me at all whether I become a god or something else than it is. - What I want to do, I just want to live in that dungeon. That's everything."

"... yeah"

Cocksucker and Nell putting his head on my chest.

"Absolutely... you're as worrying as ever"

"Because... I have no idea what a demon king is. Suddenly God said something, so I thought maybe you would go somewhere far..."

Oh... well.

I don't know, so I get anxious.

Think about it, is that normal?

"... Well, now we're talking about assumptions and definitions. I don't even think of myself as a god."

"... yeah"

"Well... let's just say that you've been doing this for a while so that my wife can feel safe"

"... yeah, that's how"

Nell laughed and held the hand connected to me, cuddly and strong.

- Then, after often remaining attached to each other, she gave her face, which was on my chest, and laughed nicely.

"Sa, you can't do this forever! I just want to stick around all the time, but I need to work."

"As far as I'm concerned, I don't care if you stay like this, do I?

"No, no, work first"

I return the word "heck" to Nell, who jokingly says so with his neck shaking left and right.

"Copy that, boss. Just say it."

"Great. So... I know what you want to do. But so easily, the demon king of enemies tells you what you want to know?

"No, I can't. Just bump it and say, 'Hey, can you tell me what you know? I thought I'd talk to you friendly."

"Wow... what you do is with the chimps, ooh."

"It's okay, I'm the one who can't settle."

You're going to kill him anyway.

Honestly, I think there's about a 20% chance that the dialogue will even be established... because it won't be too early to storm other Demon King dungeons and listen.

I'm sure it's a good opportunity, so I asked everyone but Nell to disperse so I could talk to the enemy demon king without worrying.

"Well, Nell, if you want to go in across the door and there seems to be someone other than the Demon King, ask for an exposure. Other than that, it's a battle."

"Huff, I mean, you're always right. Mm, okay."

"All right... let's go"

And we opened the door in front of us and stepped inside.

Unlike the cemetery you were in earlier, it looks like a room on a boat, and the whole place is wooden.

Bigger than any room I've ever been through - on the throne set in the far back, Soitz, sat down.

Looks like some skinned skeletons wrapped around worn robes.

But naturally, it's not just a skeleton, the magic that resides in it is enormous as far as the magic eye is concerned, and a blue and white light peeks behind the orbit, sending an eye here that makes you feel intense hatred.

- He is the Immortal King.