Demon King of Phantom Thief – a Betrayed Thief Stole the Stats and Skills of the Hero Party Then Reigned Over the World

Keith accompanied Deanna to the field hospital in the town of Caleb.

Everyone's gaze gathered on Keith.

It is also known amongst the folk grass to say to the two tunos, the monoculars, the black cape - that it is the figure of the Thief Demon King.

But no one screamed or ran away.

That's all they were tired of fighting.

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Many wounded lie beneath a tent that extends around the church.

wounded Tristram kingdom soldiers, but more than that there were also numerous residents of the town.

This is one of those operations by the Astran Imperial Army.

If we kill and injure as many residents as we can, that's all the more manpower we have to devote to treatment.

In short, let's punk the field hospital.

This operation, tragically, was extremely effective.

The nursing magicians are desperately nursing the wounded as they sweat from their foreheads.

In the church yard, there was a vomiting magic nurse.

The MP potion that restores magic has been consumed to such an extent that the body can no longer accept it.

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When I entered the church, the inside was full of beds from end to end.

Feeling the gaze of gathering, Keith walked into the church.

Crying voices, groans, vices to the Imperial Army - the church is filled with such things.

Keith noticed a mixture of faint thin cries in it.

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It was a young girl who was crying.

Lined up in bed would be those parents.

His father had already taken his breath, and his mother had seeped black blood into a bandage wrapped around his torso, dripping it to the bed.

They tore my belly wide open.

I sweat from all over my face - but I'm desperately groaning to keep my daughter from worrying.

"Father... Mother..."

Lost a lot of blood, bright white cheeks.

The chills are purple by waking up the thianose.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look helpful.

It would no longer be useless to use [heels].

The magic of [regeneration], which also works in this state, exists, but it is something that can only be used by the great priests in the Holy City.

"Deanna, I have the“ strength ”I stole from the Imperial Army. Giving it..."

"In awe. If you give only strength without physical repair, you will have a living corpse. I wonder if that's where the Demon King wants it."

Living corpses - corpses (ghouls) are monsters who attack irrational people.

We can no longer save - that's what happened.

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Keith stroked the girl's head softly.

And so he put his hand upon one of his mothers.

A bright red light is drawn into Keith's palm.

- Keith stole the girl's mother's pain.

"Yes... thank you... Lily... thank you..."

The mother closed her eyes with a calm face.

Tears flow down from the familiarity.

As far as her life was concerned, she kept calling her daughter's name.

"Lily... my Lily... dear... my..."

Some lives prolong the pain.

But it's so cruel raw.

Keith slowly stepped away from the bed where the girl sobbed.

"... Mr. Keith?

Marie was the one who's been pumping water into the bucket.

The two eyes met.

"Why are you here..."

Keith answered nothing.

No way, there's nothing I can say to her.

In this hell created by the staggering of thoughts of the rulers - there was nothing I could say to her or anything else.

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Keith turned his cloak away from Marie and left the church.

Once heard in a dream, the voice of the Demon King came behind Keith's brain.

(I can't run away from the demon king. Not to mention the Demon King himself... who can escape... should...)

"... Demon King?

"What's up?"

Deanna is staring at Keith's complexion.

It was about not being his usual girlfriend.

"No...... nothing. My apologies."

There is no more human Keith here.

It was one demon king who decided to be prepared to eliminate all threats.

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Early in the morning, running horses in two groups was the scourge of the Imperial Army.

Before the battle begins, it is their job to grasp the opponent's formation.

Nothing impossible happens.

record the possible range of things.

That's what scouts do.

But - only this morning was different.

"... did you get the wrong map?

There was a suspicious view of the eye.

- It's a giant mountain.

Where there should be a half-baked town of Caleb, there was a giant black mountain.

And a stone fortress stood in the midst of the mist.

"There's a fort over there!? Where the hell are we!?

"This whole area should be flat ground, this can't be happening!

Unidentified fortress - if you get close enough, one of the arrows could come down.

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The two scouts returned to the main unit while checking the map.

After all, I'm not going the wrong way.

"... I'll have to report it."

The two scouts turned to the commander's tent, wondering what he had said.

"Are you back? How was it, the enemy formation?"

"That's right... I don't see any enemies... instead the..."

Where there was a town this morning, at best a mountain appeared.

If you make such a report, you'll think you're out of your mind.

That's why you can't lie.

"Are you sure you can get to the enemy?

"Oh, you're right!

Hearing that, Commander Dussel twisted his moustache.

"You were well trained as scouts, and it was only with that power that you actually won some battles. What makes you think you'll make it to the enemy?

The two scouts stretch their spines perfectly.

There is no longer anything else to tell the truth.

"On the road we're supposed to reach the enemy... the..."

"What's up?"

"A huge mountain has appeared!!

Hearing that, Commander Dussel nodded.

"Did you see anything else?

"There was a fort... there was a fort on the mountain...!

"Hmm..."

It is the town of Caleb that is in that position, even if you check it on the map.

There is a town is a plain that spreads everywhere.

A mountain appears there, and besides, a fort can't be built in just one night.

"I see. The kingdom of Tristrum has formed with the Demon King, a nation that can no longer be said to be part of the kingdom of demons. You may have been planted with something like illusion..."

I was relieved to hear that.

Commander Dussel's statement is more realistic than what we've seen.

"Go home to your troops and take a break. But not until you've been tested by a nursing magician."

"Roger that, sir!

After returning the two, Commander Dussel thought as he looked at the map.

(Though the illusion of the devil, you can't possibly fool one battalion... illusions are often, illusions)

Above the map is the town of Caleb, which burned down a third yesterday.

Occupying by the end of the day is not an impossible story.

But that's - if the illusion is an illusion, it's a story.

It was only after the battle began that the Imperial Army would know who it was.

"All units, proceed!!

Gang-gang-gang-gang-gang-gang-gang-gang.

To match the commander's voice, the sound of the bell echoes into the plain.

The ensuing roar, which undoes the sound, is the sound of the Great Army beginning to travel together.

The actions of an army with an overwhelming power difference just advance, siege, and destroy.

Even if we know it's coming, there's no such thing as what to do.

- That was supposed to happen.

"... what is that!?

"It's a mountain... that thing yesterday...!

"There's a fort... what do you mean...!?

I see the same thing the two scouts saw, and the infantry's legs get messed up.

A decree immediately ran under the commander, informing him of the existence of a huge mountain and fortress.

(It's a sobering illusion... I didn't know it would work on all the battalions...)

But Commander Dussel immediately gave the order.

"Tell all units not to be confused by illusions and to keep the formation moving forward! The only way to break the illusion is to approach it until it disappears!

Whatever commander he was, he would have ordered it.

Without saying “it's my fault," etc., this is illusion, even though I led one answer, this commander may have been excellent.

(Fort on a mountain that suddenly appeared... I've never heard of an illusion with effects so far, but there's no other possibility... it's impossible...)

Overwhelming power difference, unannounced commander.

It was a battle that couldn't have been lost.

"It's an illusion the other mage shows you! Go, go, go, go!

The decree screams as far as his voice can as he runs his horse on the front line.

Hearing that voice, the battalion began to move again.

"He said it was an illusion..."

"Is there a magician in Tristram who can do that..."

"I've just worked with the Demon King..."

The “phantom" of a giant mountain, the "phantom" of a soaring fortress - the battalion moves on as each one tells himself so.

The front line is no longer close to the foot of the mountain.

The illusion still doesn't go away.

In the morning fog - I saw a shadow in the fort.

I'm not alone.

Shadows gather and align in the corridor, from within the fort.

"The illusion still doesn't go away!

"Proceed! Don't disturb the line!

- From that shadow, countless small shadows were ejected.

The little bunch of shadows fly through the sky like an arc.

"Hmm?"

- Eventually it poured down on the troops.

Südkakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakaka

"Guaaah!!

"Bye!!

"Ogu!!

It's not an illusion!

It wasn't an illusion!

Countless arrows fly from directly above the infantry.

A soldier with a pierced helmet collapses.

A soldier with an arrow on his shoulder screams.

"It's real! That fort is really there!!

"Scatter! Scatter! Be targeted!!

Shadows - I see enemy troops squeezing their bows again.

Arrows are released.

The troops scattered quickly.

But the Imperial Army is a well-trained and strong army.

I will not lose.

The scattered troops try to bypass the mountains from the west and attack the town of Caleb.

On the other hand.

"Commander!

The command lets him out of breath and jumps into the Commander's tent one after the other.

It was also told at last that the fort was authentic.

Commander Dussel stares at the map of the table, sweating.

(The mountains... the forts... are not illusions, etc...)

I can't believe the word of the decree that the infantry battalion was subjected to arrow fire.

But one damage report after another was truly complaining about the certainty of the existence of the fort.

Commander Dussel, whose theory is overshadowed and who is blue-faced, is informed of the following threats:

"The mountain... commander... the mountain...!

"Now what...!?

The decree shook and shouted.

"The mountain! It's working. Ah!!

"Why not!?

That's when I heard something trembling the earth from afar.

Not a soldier's footsteps, not a voice from time to time.

Nbo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o......

For the first time, Commander Dussel was terrified of the “mountain” sounds he heard.