An Unemployed Small-Town Girl Pulled Out The Enchanted Sword: She Can’t Become The Hero, So She’ll Become the Demon King Instead

Dorothy felt the same way about being a different statue of bravery.

A reality where the Demon Nation is spreading and the Demon King is reinforcing his rule. I thought Eliza was weakening her hands on the Demons, even though the rush would increase if she had to put a toothpick on them.

The appearance of a fellow not following a rushing heart was not teething for Dorothy.

- Then I'll have to do it myself.

Defeat even one demon clan and eventually defeat the demon king and eradicate the demon clan.

That is the responsibility and duty as a brave man.

The brave are the righteous, and the devil tribe that threatens men is evil.

Become a brave man to defeat the Demon King, who has been told from generation to generation. Must be.

Defeat the Demon Nation and the Demon King and the people will surely wake up. Dorothy can't watch very much, such as the appearance of a people who are happy to be ruled by the Demon King.

I remember when I called for the Demon King crusade in the tavern. All of those things I've volunteered for, when I say 'Demon King Crusade', I say why I have to defeat them and why I do that, and I even threw them up saying that the world today is better.

It was as if the Demon King was righteous and the brave had been made the bad guy, and Dorothy couldn't help but be angry.

The brave are the righteous, and the demon king is evil. That was the ideal, the reality, the foundation that created Dorothy.

Sacubas and the Demon King, who hung themselves in their underwear, remained traumatized forever.

Once torn by the Demon King, Dorothy was stripped of her figure by Sacubas, she was left hanging only in her underwear.

The brave pride of defeat has been hurt, and such a degrading experience as a woman has become rusty and entwined in my heart.

Animals, animals, animals.

I made the brave me look like that, laughed and cocked.

That's why I swore I wouldn't lose next time. He took a vow to have the power to fight the Demons, to have an equally powerful and aspiring companion, and necessarily to give them victory.

But that party is making a ditch now.

I'm not even going to lose my people here. We have to force them to join the fight in order to win.

If it's to win, I can't choose the means anymore.

The reign is strengthened, the people are led, and as it is, the brave truly are no longer seen as brave.

I definitely wanted to avoid that.

Confirming that the incineration had gone out and he had fallen asleep, Dorothy got up and rode on the back of the dragon.

"Hey, wait, where are you going?

Hawkins' voice came from behind me as if I had targeted him.

Hawkins didn't dislike it, even as he saw Dorothy's anomaly.

Rather out of haste, Hawkins felt something glowing at the swine rushing for purpose.

Hawkins, who felt Dorothy would do something, was already ready, geared up, carrying a proud axe on his back, and niggered as if he knew.

"Collect dragons and attack the capital. declare war and go pull the trigger of our battle"

"That's what I thought, I'm coming too."

"You weren't cowardly."

"You're better than that brave guy over there. Come on, brave man, let the battle for justice begin."

The battle for justice.

Yes, this is a just battle for the brave to defeat the Demon King.

Hawkins' words held his back as he became a courageous substitute for nothing for Dorothy.

"Yes, I have justice. This is a battle of justice for the brave men who defeat the Demon King."

Dorothy and Hawkins flew quietly off the spot as they rode on the back of each dragon.

The goal is a capital ruled by the Demon King. Dorothy was making a fuss of blood about a battle that could prove justice, a battle that cleared the cause.

***

That started tomorrow morning when the night was about to dawn.

The old man walking in the squares of the metropolitan city saw countless wings in the sky that gradually brightened.

Several black dots dancing in the sky grow slightly larger.

The old man stared blurredly at the sky wondering if the flock of birds would patrol the morning's territorial route or even pick it up at breakfast.

"That's a good number."

Floating flocks in the sky gradually increase in numbers. They eventually represented form and were found to be dragons.

He looks like a lizard on a black giant. He is approaching the capital with a magnificent wave of wings grown on his back.

Eventually the dragon wings that reached the capital rose the old man's hat into the sky.

Reaching out to grab the hat, the private house in front of him was engulfed in fire as it sounded an explosion.

In an instant, the fresh air in the morning replaces the smell of smoke. When the fragments splashed and the firepowder rose, the old man recognized that something unusual was finally happening.

"It's tough, Demon King, we have to let the Demon King know!

"What happened to the Demon King?

The rushing old man suddenly fell with his butt on the spot when he hit the shadow that appeared.

If you mop your ass and look up as you fix your deviant glasses, a big blonde woman with a saw sword in her hand is standing up.

Although he looked like a knight, the old man at first glance thought the cause of this anomaly was coincidence.

Eyes are filled with evil things like intent to kill, and a sharp, stabbing gaze at the target is like a hunting beast.

"Who is it?"

"- Brave man. Brave man Dorothy."

A number of firehands went up behind Dorothy.

With the sword in his hand, the flame behind him looks more like the demon king himself in the story than a brave man.

When the dragons who were dancing in the sky accumulate flames in their mouths again, they make fireballs and punch them all over the city.

When the firehand rises all over the capital, screaming and sobbing sounds at the same time.

Dorothy's battle for justice is like a hell of a painting going on. But now Dorothy sounds like a praise where justice has begun, both flames and screams.

"Here we go. The legend of the brave begins again now"

A burning capital was illuminating the sky before dawn.