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

- Five days have passed since the battle began.

Those in the Alliance of Demons regain control of the Temporary Demons, but continue to be flirted with by the measures of the Demon King, who changes hands and is rolled out, and the Demon Squad is almost destroyed.

Other than demons, the coalition had already lost 10% of its soldiers in this short period of time.

Those of the Allies without Race were also devastated because it was such a fierce battle, but when they saw their enemies shredding funny enough, they let the war roll, still retaining their enthusiasm at the beginning of the war.

Until now, the Allies are at war on their advantage - but their commander-in-chief, the Demon King, had a harrowing look in his headquarters tent when he saw the battle details.

- Something's wrong.

Originally this war, which is often inexplicable, is still, strange.

For some reason, there is a verse where the enemy is looking out for (...) damage.

It may be that this measure is working well, but the enemy is very popular.

It's too brittle to be a ready enemy that didn't let us feel any signs of ourselves until we were close to declaring war.

Somehow, there's a disgust like being danced on the flat of the enemy's hand.

I thought you were aiming to buy some time, and you're releasing scouts to the surrounding area, but so far there's nothing to hook up to the vigilance net.

There are no signs of enemy reinforcements coming from somewhere, no fine dust, and no sign of a separate enemy movement.

This feeling of uncertainty, which usually stops once until we have all the information - Renault Gill, also known as the silent assassin, his own right arm that he released for it, has not yet returned.

Renault Gill's strength as a snitch was considered by the Demon King to be one of the best in the demonic world.

So it wouldn't make any more sense to let go of other secret detectives than he wouldn't come home, you know?

If so, while vigilance continues, we have no choice but to push forward with faith in our own measures.

The race has already been thrown.

Huh, and exhaling, the Demon King rises his chair and leaves the tent.

Already at night, the smell of blood and burning that can stand in does not disappear, but the book of night shade covers the masses of wreckage that roll into the earth.

However, because there are many soldiers on the night shift, the vibrancy has not disappeared, and we proceed inside the simplified position, saluted by them, to the entrance and exit portions of the position, which were destinations in less than a few minutes.

There I waited for the king of the Beastmen - Valdroy.

"You're here, Mr. Valdroy. Your turn."

"I'll take care of it. Let's play this great role."

To the words of the Demon King, the Beast King grins furiously and nods cocklessly.

What stands behind him is a mixed unit consisting of neatly lined beasts and demons.

I had fast legs and a night's eye that didn't take the darkness of the night as a thing - that is, those who specialize in night raids (...) are brought together and wrapped up in intense fighting and killing.

The face was camouflaged with some paint to reduce the reflection of light, and both the armor worn and the sword at the waist were painted to become dull colors.

"... and are you sure you're on the front line too? Sure, I asked for their command..."

"If I stay here, there's nothing to do. Don't be dramatic, I'll try not to fight myself. Even if I die, I've already finished this one about my successor. Until this war is over, our Beasts will no longer cease."

"... ok. Sounds like a precaution, but some traps still remain, although they were almost disabled by demonic attacks. I'm asking you to take the safe route that Mr. Erdogaria indicated beforehand."

"Oh, I'm not going to imitate going all the way into a trap I know it's installed -"

And in the middle of what they're talking about, an elf conductor rushes over early enough to raise his voice.

"Report! An artificial undead appears in the right formation! Night Soldiers are currently engaged!

"Hmm, here you are. How many?"

"It's roughly thirty!

"Okay. Send reinforcements immediately. But you can't just look at me there. Perhaps you're moving, possibly ambushing me from somewhere else. Keep the surveillance grid tight. The enemy seems to be able to send soldiers from certain coordinates using metamagic."

"Ha!"

Final instructions are instantly passed down to the edge of the formation by the magic 'Whisper' held by the elf soldiers, and allied factions begin to make noise in Russia.

"Mm, Final, can we keep the operation going?

"Oh, don't worry about this one. They're taking the flow over here, so I guess they want that back. Stopping the operation here will be good for the enemy. This is Dooda. I'll work with you on this."

"Whoa, leave the defense to the beasts!

Gah, the undead of the example, or it's worth the slaughter! and saw Dodda, king of Dwarves, laughing luxuriously, and the king of beasts overflows with a hoot of laughter.

"Got it. When you have a comrade, it's reliable. Yeah, I got it, of the mountains."

Shaking hands with Gatchilli and King Dwarf, the Beast King turned his back and went out in the shade of night with the troops he had refrained from.

"Mr. Dooda, I asked you to deal with the artificial undead. It's still possible to come out, be prepared for a long night"

"Hey, sometimes it's time to do a blacksmith. Oh, sometimes you keep waving the hammer through a day or two. Compared to that, you can just spin the axe. This one's still easier!

Niyally laughing, King Dwarf lifted the axe beside him to his shoulder and said, "Wow, it's time for work!!" He hung a blast on his men's dwarves and headed to cover the right wing, which had been ambushed.

That's how they begin to act, and the Demon King gives instructions to his men.

All right, give the airship unit a signal to start the operation.

Pic, and react physically, and an elf soldier raises his voice.

"Lord Captain! Now the signal is here. Operation's on!

"Um, okay. - You heard me, you guys. The time has finally come to show off the performance of our airship. My home country tells me to sell them out in full. I'll show them to the abominable empires!!

"Respond!!

"Deactivate all ships, move forward!!

"Let's move on!

"Let's move on!

After the captain's order, the sailors began to operate simultaneously, and our airship, which was waiting over the sky, began to advance.

They say these explosions have not leaked outside, as the engine roars and a roaring noise shakes the core of the body, but the sorcerer troops aboard are activating the magic of the effect of blocking the sound.

In addition, the entire hull is also unified in black monochrome, and the illusion put up on this ship by Leila's master, who seems to be called the Illusion Master, makes it invisible from the outside because it integrates with the sky - that is, because of the effect of optical camouflage.

However, if you are an enemy who would be able to use the function of the 'map' of the dungeon, you will realize that the intruder is in motion - the Demon Realm King took the map function backwards and put in place one measure.

The position of the enemy as seen on the map is displayed in a plane.

I mean, I don't know up or down (...) Translation.

And the arrival of a signal from the Demon King means that the Night Assault Squad is supposed to be on the ground, and our airship, hidden above it, will be flying.

Even if the enemy notices this movement, it is the ground unit that is alert. In the meantime, the unit aboard the airship descends airborne and enters the Imperial capital, and then ambushes the enemy hub as it is, or goes to cover the ground night assault unit.

- Looking at the Allied soldiers, it turns out that the Demon King is successfully using his race-to-race traits to move the army.

For example, the Elves, like the Elf soldiers who gave this ship the signal to start the operation.

Elves seem to be one step inferior to other races in terms of physical toughness, but instead they have sophisticated magic skills in the long raw, so they are ripe for the role of magician troops called 'forensic shooters' and communicators using magic, and you can see how they are handled quite conveniently.

Conversely, the Beasts and Dwarves participate in the formation as the main force ripening the tension slashed on the front lines, although their magical skills are normal but their physical toughness is high.

It was painful inside to see the demons drawn in by the measures of the Demon King as well as being cut off by their blow.

And the Demons and Humans feel almost all-mighty ripe for work.

The Demons take advantage of the fact that there are diverse races, each assigned to a formation according to what they specialize in, whereas human beings, after all, seem to contribute to the army with their physical and magical abilities weaker than other races, but instead with the fine skills and high command abilities they possess.

The creation of simplified positions and the installation of traps are all the roles of humans, and we can say that humans are strong even in situations where they need numbers and control, such as the simulation of bows.

By the way, everyone in the descent ambush force but me is a winged demon clan.

I knew you were strong enough to fly in front of yourself.

"Three minutes before descent!!

And, thinking about it, the sailor opens the door of the airship with his voice up.

"Lord Yuki, get ready."

"Mm, okay."

Nodding at the words of the demonic soldier, I give instructions to the pets who had activated the 'Far Tale' function and kept them waiting.

"It's time. Orochi, Lil, you guys are avant-garde, Byak and Seimi are avant-garde cover. Yata, you're the enemy scout from the top. If you can break through, join me, if you can't, help your allies. - Well, in short, it's not the same thing as doing with a demonic forest. Compared to there, the enemy is overwhelmingly weak. Kill them all. You're not gonna die here."

One nod to the pets' temperamental reply, and then I look back and speak to the captain of the airship who was coming to drop off the descending ambush unit.

"Captain, speaking of which, we haven't exactly named each other yet."

"Mm... you sure did"

"Start descending!! Start descending!!

"Let's go!! Victory to us!!

As the demonic soldiers jump one after the other, the captain smiles in front of him, giving a military-like kick-ass salute.

"I belong to the Erlane Consultative Union and I am Colonel Genaus-Laurain, First Air Brigade Commander. Good luck."

"I'm Yuki the Demon King. I joined this army because of a reason. This is where you will survive this war safely. I want to show my boys the airship you built."

"Oh, my God, Lord Yuki had children. Hoops, that's good. Let's get him on board and give him a tourist tour."

At the end of the day I shook hands, I jumped all the way down to the night sky from the door of the airship, grabbing En with one hand.

In the midst of a free fall that slashes and rips the atmosphere (or so), activate a covert skill to hide the figure and make two pairs of wings appear to control the posture.

The speed hardly slows down, looking at the nearby streets of Teito, spreading his thoughtful wings a few moments before reaching the ground, hanging a steep brake, minimizing the sound and landing on the cobblestone floor.

Cushioned and recirculated the heavy impact of rushing through his knees, he instantly opens a tear in the void and releases a dozen ebill eyes removed from inside.

Clarifying his ears, he seemed to have already found those troops who were proceeding on the ground, hearing the noise from those on the fence surrounding the imperial capital.

I guess the battle has already begun.

"Lord Yuki! We're gonna keep going from the inside to cover the rest of the force. I need your help!

Other than me, the descending troops seem to have successfully landed, and those who seem to be their commanders will be calling out as they prepare their troops.

"Whoa, let it be! Let's go, En. Let's join the pets first."

'...... Mmm!

- This is how En and I successfully broke into the capital.