Even Posing as a Hero is Easy–Why? Cause I’m a God–

A bright, large reception room in the castle.

We sat side by side on the couch, with the Marquis of Hell sitting opposite us.

At the wall stands the deacon demon.

Juice and fruit liquor are placed on the table.

The taste was wonderful.

Celica praised as she looked over at the condiments.

"I've never seen it before. It's just a wonderful dish."

"Huh, you know what I mean!? It was made here in the workshop. The unbroken glow of those squeezed to talent as well as blood will be beautiful! Huh."

He seemed happy to exploit it it, but when he visited earlier, the craftsmen said, "I'll make something for the Marquis' glasses!" and was gaining momentum. Apparently, being decorated in the castle is an honor for the craftsmen. I don't know what to say anymore.

I said take a sip of juice.

"Marquis, by the way. Why don't we negotiate?

"What? Nothing matches an egg. Try your best to take it."

I said, staring into the red eyes of the Marquis of Hell.

"I do. It's information to make your safety, your food supply, and a more horrible hell."

The Marquis quickened up only the right eyebrow.

"More... horrible, you say?

- Did you eat it that way?

"Oh, I noticed it when I looked around your hell. Said he was still hand-watered."

"Hey, what the hell! You think you can create more hell than me! Say it!

"If you promise to give me an egg - I'd say, let's talk about it first. The Marquis will decide if it's worth it. - Bet on your pride."

"Fine...... if you admit you've exceeded my age, let's do an egg - or I'll give you a life"

The Marquis of Hell grinned nibbly, staring at the edge of his mouth. Sharp dog teeth gleam.

- I won!

I said with a smile.

"I don't mind on that condition.... First of all, yeah"

"What! 'First'!? Isn't it one!

"There are a few of them. The first is the pension system."

"Nenkin? What's that?

"You deduct a certain amount from your salary and set it aside, I'll make sure to give you about half of your salary every month after you retire. It depends on the race, but if you're a person, you're about 65."

"Mm... is that hell? Don't you just give old age peace of mind to what you work for"

"You're shallow, Marquis! Everyone who works thinks they can live to how old!

"Ha, right!! From even a small salary, I sweetly invite you to say it's for the future, and it's even more painful! And I don't know if I can get it!

"Yes, people are weak when they get older! How many years can you pay from the age of 65 and receive"

"I will knock you into despair while giving you hope! What a horrible idea!

I laughed at the look on my face.

"That's not all. Build a nursing home."

"Nursing home? By the word, you're letting the old men live here? That's not just what gives you a place to live in..."

"This must be hell, right? Doesn't everyone want to get out of hell?

"I guess it's natural. But no one can escape because they're surrounded by poisonous swamps, come on."

"So you know what the hardest thing is for someone who could get away with it?

"That would naturally be caught by a chaser and brought back, wouldn't it?

Shit, I shook my stood up finger.

"Sweet, Marquis. That's second, the hardest part is when you understand that you could escape but you have no choice but to go back to hell on your own feet. That despair is immeasurable! Yes, when retired and thrown out old people have no choice but to get lost and enter nursing homes. A quote that has been exploited all over my life, and finally comes back to being exploited again!

The Marquis of Hell turned his back with his eyes open.

"Nooo! What a terrible thing to think of! If you do think you fit the same eye, it breaks my heart more than being brought back! No more humiliation and powerlessness!

"The cost of residential accommodation in a nursing home should be high. That's enough to pay all the retirement money."

"That's desperate... just hell in the world!

The Marquis of Hell was shivering himself with his eyes shining.

I say.

"And then there's a long vacation. About ten days."

"You still have it!... Long vacation? I guess that's deep again."

"Naturally. What do people do when they get a long break?

"Aren't you happy? I would play and travel.... I see, then back to life in hell, making you suffer from falling apart,"

"It fits more or less. - But! People are creatures they forget if they don't keep practicing. For example, a swordsman says if he fails to train for three days, it will take him a week to get it back. If the craftsman takes ten days off, how many months will it take to get his reckoning back! What I was able to do before the holidays will be another study from 1 at the end of the holidays!

"Oh! That's desperate! Besides, only after having fun on vacation, that fallout is immeasurable! Exactly, hell!

"Once every six months, you should do about summer and winter. Well, if the quality of the craft is going down, I'd rather not do it."

"No, I'm not doing it to make money, I'm doing it to inflict the pain of hell for a long time at the end. - Goddamn it, I'm looking forward to it."

A hell of a marquis who looks evil.

I smiled as the celica sitting next to me shrugged.

"That's Kaika. I can't believe you came up with that."

Well, you're a brave man.

"I'm jealous it's going to be better than Edelstein"

That's what I said and smiled a little sad.

I took her hand silently and stroked it. I'll grab my finger all the time.

The Marquis of Hell looked up with a brutal grin.

"Why don't we start next year"

I smile again.

"Oh. So my idea is adoption. Can I get you an egg?"

It's more Japanese knowledge than my idea. I'll stay down there.

The Marquis of Hell suddenly glanced at him.

"Sure, there's no way I won't... but I don't feel comfortable fighting the Demon King's Army"

"Even if I'm as strong as you? The Demon King can't move now, so he might win."

"Uh-huh. I know that. But it's Geadorf who's taking the general command, isn't it? It's not compatible."

"Compatibility?"

"He's a Necromancer. My bloodsucking and instant death don't work at all. Above that he has the ability to produce infinite amounts of ghost's men. It's hard to fight."

"I see. You had the ability to do that - then I'll introduce you to a safe place"

"Well, where?

"It's a dragon dungeon in the western mountains. I know the Dungeon Master dragon. It did have a huge hierarchy of ten kilometers, so we could all move and live together as long as we had the environment"

- Plus, if you could move in, you'd have gotten a hierarchical boss!

You'll be able to aim further up in the competition. Two birds a stone for me.

Even the dragons would have to work together for the eggs.

The Marquis of Hell put his hand on his chin and looked sinister.

"But you have 4,000 men, right? It takes a lot of work just to move out."

"Castles, dwellings, fields, livestock, etc. should be ready with the help of dungeons. I'm not abandoning this place. If I defeat the Demon King, I will return."

"I see. Is that the safe place and food you just said?"

I shook my head. Dark hair shakes.

"No, not the food"

"Mm-hmm? What do you mean?

"You, you're too skinny, but aren't you short of blood? I'll provide the blood. You just have to drain the blood and save it, right?

"Nothing's missing... but if you can have it, you can have a little... but can a brave man do that?

"I can because I'm a brave man. I have no complaints when it comes to checking my health. You started with my Kaika village. Then in villages all over the kingdom if there is no problem. Tell me about the technology."

The Marquis of Hell put his arms together and thought deeply. Think risk and return, or red eyes will have intelligent light.

"............ Is it possible for a dungeon made by the Creation God... it's unlikely that we can defeat the Demon King... but that dungeon won't even let a resurrected Demon King get his hands on it. Safer than here... then from now on, we'll have a relationship with the dragon... um, not bad."

"Can we consider this a negotiation?

"Oh, wait a minute - hey, Mulato. Get the eggs out of my bedroom."

"Yes, Marquis."

The butler demon, called Mulato, bowed carefully before leaving the reception room.

The Marquis of Hell looks at me and says:

"Brave man, you hadn't heard the name yet"

"I'm Kaika."

"Kaika. Ideas that could make a more awesome hell, thanks. It would have taken me decades to figure it out."

It doesn't matter.

The Marquis reached over the table with gloves on.

I grabbed that hand and shook it.

On the side, Celica was stroking down her big breasts.

Deacon came home with an egg. It's not just white and black, it's colored green and gold.

"Marquis, this way."

"Thank you. Give it to Kaika"

"Ha ha."

Give it to me as the butler offers it.

I received the egg and checked it out. Round as a ball of boring.

"... you have a lot of colors"

"I was the only one who told me to warm up. You usually think there's something there, don't you? I asked my men to warm it up and see if it would even explode. It's been tough."

"Oh, my God? Is something wrong?

"No, it was hard pressing all my men and residents to warm their eggs. He wanted to get out of hell and he wanted to die. But pointless! When they found out it was harmless, it was a sight to see! I got hit, I knelt, I wept! Huh."

Whatever you think, I just think you volunteered to replace the Marquis for when it was a bomb. I'm sure the tears I shed are also tears of relief and joy that the Marquis is safe.

- How admired are you, this guy?

Oh, well! This is all you admire, so you've earned your magical character!

But vampires with demons. That's where you're afraid you don't know how to fall ahead.

I laughed bitterly and had no choice but to praise.

"That's right, Marquis, that's prudent. You got something?

"Seems colored by race or attribute. When the Demons have it, it goes black, green for wind attributes, red for fire. The soil is yellow. When the light attributes warm up, they seem to turn golden."

"Hmm... Hmm? You have light attributes here!?

"It's not part of the Vernus blame system. Instead, some families have escaped to protect their children - and they won't be able to get out of hell, heh heh."

"- I want to celebrate the deal and send my bronze statue to this hell"

"That's no good. Don't you give hope"

"With statues of the brave, don't you think you can feel hope and despair every day?

"I see! Believing in brave men doesn't change hell's life in the end!... Kaika really don't come up with mind-blowing ideas. I don't think you're a brave man. You're a spiteful man!

"Huh, I'll think you've been praised"

I laughed invincibly. And I made an inner leap into the possibility of obtaining followers of light attributes.

However, it is still in the seeding phase.

Getting along with the Marquis seems important to grasp the hearts and minds of this hell dweller.

But how do we get along? True ancestral vampires and brave men. Water and oil.

He then handed Lapisia the egg.

"Don't drop it."

"Yeah, warm it up!

Lapisia nicked holding the egg in her thin arm.

"Well, I took care of you. I'm going to the peripheral continent, so I'll arrange for travel and more when I get back."

"This one takes preparation. I'll let you know. Where do I contact you?

"Kimmelik's Inn in Wangdu or Kaika Village north of Wangdu where I'm involved in operations"

"Hmm. Village?

"Honestly, I'm losing to the Marquis at this stage.... six months from now, it's beyond here, so watch it."

"Damn, you're looking forward to it. How many years did you run it, by the way?

"It's only been a few months."

"Huh! I spent 90 years building hell, didn't I? I don't think we can arrange it in just six months."

"Ninety years. - Huh! No, I can go. I can win."

"Will you tell me? Fine, let me show you sometime. So..."

The Marquis of Hell rose refreshed shaking his cloak.

Celica bows her head respectfully.

"Now, Marquis, if you'll excuse me. Thank you for taking pleasure in your sudden visit. The hell I've never seen before was shockingly scary."

"Yeah? - Huh, naturally! My heart is wide open! Come back, I'll show you hell!

"Yes, Marquis."

We get up, too.

Megna rocked her dark hair and squirted.

"Welcome"

"Eggs, thanks!

Lapisia said goodbye, too, and we left the castle.

Celica whines as she walks through the poisonous swamp.

"He was a devil, but he was very different."

"I really think he's doing something wrong, but I don't know what to do."

"Phew, good luck with Kaika,"

"Right. Kaika Village, you can't lose."

If we create an environment beyond hell, we will surely have a deeper relationship with the Marquis and be accepted as brave by the inhabitants here as well.

There were just so many national systems out of the way.

Says Meña, who walks behind.

"I was mixing that juice, three citrus varieties. Each flavor was flavorful and delicious"

"Hmm. Is that how sweetness and acidity were complicated"

"Try your best to make more than that"

"The development of a food culture is evidence of a rich life. That's the Marquis."

"Besides, there were beastmen who were supposed to be reduced in number. He was running away here."

"Right. Maybe it also served as a refuge for people and demons."

"One day, I will..."

Celica swallowed the rest. I must have tried to say 'the country too'.

"Leave it to me."

I stroked Celica's head.

While walking towards the Great River to the west that way, for some reason, the conversation didn't stop playing like an amusement park return.