From Mightiest Hero to Demon King (WN)

The end of the journey towards the walls was idle.

It is divided into flourishing and lonely places, although it has not yet reached the slums, either because it is a new city but it has not been planned.

Shadows are sparse in brand new collective homes as well. Gallius was guided to one of the rooms. It's just a landscape room with a table and a work desk.

"For God's sake, it's called the Manos of the Elves. Best wishes, Mr. Gallius."

"Ah, oh. Greetings."

To its appearance, which took the hood, Gallius responded with confusion to the handshake.

Big scratch on the cheek. That too, but there was nothing that was supposed to be out of the long blonde hair. Long, pointy ears, a testament to elves.

"Do you care? This is why I have been able to reside and operate in the people's city for a long time..."

He used to be held captive and enslaved by people. Elves are often turned by men, even men, because of their beauty, but when they were caught, they were scratched on their cheeks and engaged in manual labor in the mines, he said.

"At one point," Elf's ear becomes a magic drug material, "the demma spread. It depends on the miner hearing it and trying my ears."

Manos then escaped the mine. Intelligence agents who were accidentally on their way to the group of urban states helped them where they were about to do their best on their way to the end of the forest.

From the burden of putting his people away and escaping, he said he was determined to become an intelligence agent.

"Let's get down to business. First, I will give you all the information I currently have."

"Before that, I stumbled into contact with the Adventurer Party today. After that, I was able to talk to the representatives of the slave traders, so first, I want you to tell me the information I got and tell me what I'm missing. [M] That's more efficient."

"What? What is the representative of the slave trader... Mueto of the Luciola Chamber of Commerce? Meet him, talk to him?

"Oh. Well, that's the result of coincidences."

Gallius speaks the light of things. Instead of pinching his mouth, Manos was opening and spreading it open.

"In one day, that's all the information... Amazing."

When he finishes talking, Manos closes his eyes and then starts preparing tea.

While Gallius was rubbing his little unscented tea, he brought round papers and paperwork from a desk in the back of the room.

"So let's start with the current situation in this city and the situation in other urban states, and their replacement -"

Manos' explanation spanned two hours.

Gallius pours cold tea down his throat and indulges in the information he purchases.

In other cities, the difference in numbers was that so many sub-people were abused as slaves.

"All at once, it's hard..."

Greedy and damaging, there is no ex or child.

Earlier next week in the city of Frattas, almost all the suburbs who are imprisoned in the city for farming will be mobilized to operate off-site.

The period is about two weeks. In the meantime, the Submen will camp beside the farm.

This would not be such a great opportunity.

However, even if it succeeds, there is also a danger that the suburbs of other cities will be put in a predicament.

Still, I wanted to save those I could save now.

"What's wrong? You look scared though."

As Manos seems anxious, pour the re-brewed tea into the cup of Gallius.

"Oh, I was thinking of rescuing the subhumans in captivity"

"... Huh?

Tea flooded out of the cup.

"Shh, excuse me!

Manos, relieved, returned to me and rushed to wipe the liquid that fell to the floor with a cloth towel. Ask with your hands trembling.

"Rescue everyone... Is it really possible...?

"I have a plan. According to your story, there were four people, including you, residing in this city."

"Yes, sir"

Manos gets up. In his eyes, he was making tear beads with no anticipation and anxiety.

"I want to talk to them too. Can we collect them now?

Opportunities start early next week, for two weeks. I needed to move quickly.

Manos nods loudly. I jumped out of the room, as if I had been forced to cut off anxiety and stray -.

After the meeting, Gallius bought a barrel of liquor at the store.

The sun falls and the castle gate is closed, so wind together and cross the walls. I flew as I was near where I ran into the adventurers.

When I whistled, the flying dragon - Crow - descended to dissolve in the night darkness.

I shine my eyes in the barrel of liquor that Gallius holds.

"I'm sorry, but I want you to drink it when you get over there. I'll behave over there, please."

I never thought I'd get home the day I arrived.

But it's a waste of time.

It takes a lot of preparation to save thousands of subhumans. To that end, we must return to the capital of Limullesta and consult the jizzle.

Pounding the dissatisfied Crowe's neck, Gallius pulls the reins. That's how I tore the dark night apart and hurried to the capital...

Jizzle laughed, 'I'm a man who thinks impotently'. But there was no opposition.

Most of the preparation for rescue takes place in the End of the Forest.

You asked Jizzle for your work, and Gallius made many trips back and forth between Limullesta and the city of Flattas.

Thus, twelve days after the start of mobilisation for agricultural work, with two days remaining, all was ready -.

Late at night, Gallius was in a painting of the city of Frattas.

Front carriage in front of me. One by one, the sub-men are being transported to the carrier. They all had their hands and feet chained together. And he was injured, or he was sick and fluttering.

Number is seventeen. Are you fortunate to have been less than assumed?

Gallius lifted a slender, heavy leather bag and gave it to the man next to him.

"I packed it properly, so I don't know if I have five hundred. If it's not enough, I'll bring it sooner or later, okay?

Man - Mueto receives leather bags or checks the contents. There was so much gold in there that it seemed to overflow.

"No, no! Enough is enough. On the contrary, because you don't have to count here now?

"I'm in a hurry. If it's excess, keep it. It's yours."

Gallius answers without hesitation. Five hundred pieces of gold bought out the remaining suburbanites in the city.

Mueto chuckles inside.

If you do business for a long time, you can weigh more or less. Probably nearly six hundred.

I don't know what to use them for, but half of them are unusable slaves who were even thinking about disposing of them. Even five hundred pieces are broken, but they surpass them, so I was desperate to laugh.

"Have you talked to the Gate Soldier?

"I'm letting you through. Show me this deed and you'll open the castle gate."

Gallius received a piece of paper with Mueto's signature on it, and jumped on your stand.

"Then I'll have everything (...)"

"Be careful on the road"

I bowed my head respectfully, and my expression finally breaks. I made sure the carriage turned the corner and laughed holding the bag.

"Hey, we're going back, too"

Ride a boxcarriage or open a leather bag and count gold coins.

Even after returning to the Chamber of Commerce, he counted gold coins many times and made small leaps whenever he confirmed that there were six hundred and three.

After finally being satisfied and telling the secretary woman to put it in the safe, she enjoys fine liquor alone.

That, in the middle of...

"Dear Mueto! Oh, my God!"

The secretary's woman changed her blood phase and jumped.

"What the hell is going on?

I was disturbed by one liquor and messed with a little mustache dissatisfied, but I was pulled by her and headed ahead - stunned in front of the safe.

The vault was broken and the gold coins inside were scattered.

"Bandits, you got in... why? The locks should have been perfect...... Huh! How much? Damage!

"More than half from a large bag of a thousand sheets... probably about six hundred sheets..."

"Six hundred, sheets...?

Coincidence, it can't be.

- I packed it properly, so I don't know if there are five hundred.

Such a voice blurred the back of my brain.

"That pig-faced guy!

In fact, it was Gallius who broke the safe.

That moment when Mueto leaves for the subhuman settlement, which is where he meets.

The secretary's women and private soldiers broke into the gap that dropped him off through the windows on the upper floor of the building, entering a room with a safe for fun.

They were all locked, but no hardware or his [item master] would make more than the 'key' itself is an item.

The same was true of the stubborn vault.

By the way, this isn't the first time we've broken in. I was stealing the roster of the sub-men who were driven out to the farm last night. Put a fake roster instead.

"All of you!

Mueto jumped out of the building and scattered a call for horses to be prepared.

The stolen gold coins are back, but even if we don't consider the unusable slaves, we can't be kept quiet by being cocked so far.

The castle gate will have already been crossed. But it's a front carriage carrying nearly twenty people. You can tell the Gate Soldier what's going on and chase him in time enough.

But when it spanned the horses.

"Dear Mueto! Oh, my God!"

A young man appeared on a horse. This one's changing his blood phase, too. It looked familiar. An employee of the Chamber of Commerce who managed the slaves on the farm.

"Now what!

"The slaves have all escaped."

"What...?

Blood draws from Mueto's face.

"You just said 'everything'...?

"Yes. Sixty-eight, all in the camp of the district of Lomos, which was under my jurisdiction…"

"Gee, council would have sent a guard, right? What were they doing?

"Demons have done it. They came at me all of a sudden, distracted by darkness, almost resisting... That was a trained soldier's move. I also used the top magic..."

Were there still demonic tribes left in this land that could be organized and acted upon?

No, more than that.

(That pig-faced guy... wasn't that guy a human? Or did you help the Demons even though they were human...?

Another man came running on a horse as the suspicious demon swirled.

No way...... The anxiety is disproportionate.

"An armed group of demons attacked us and the slaves under our jurisdiction were taken away!

Then comes the exact same report, from next to next, and with little or no time between them.

The camp is fifteen in all. Currently, ten were crushed.

- I'll take everything.

(That man, are you really going to take away all a thousand demons!

Stupid, and Mueto spills a dry laugh.

Even if you took everything away, the number is a thousand. Escape with all the demons in common cannot succeed.

And where do you think you're going?

The End of the Forest?

Were they so handsome that they jumped into the demonic nest?

You'll find yourself wandering sometime.

In the middle of the report here, everyone at the gate had been informed. The people in Congress will rush to form a pursuit force.

(Oh, I did. I need to tell them not to kill the slaves as much as possible...)

How many will be reduced? I can't even do business until the slaves return. I had a headache considering the damage.

Hmm, he exhaled and looked up to heaven.

(Hmm? What, is that...?

In the night sky, something big is floating around. If you stare closely, something like a box......

"Dear Mueto!

The eleventh report arrived. No more surprises, Mueto was optimistic.

To that word, I slipped off the horse.

- The slaves flew (...) and fled!

Gallius trembles in the cold night breeze.

With such speed, I was worried that it would be easier to be shaken down.

Here, in a huge box.

It's like a carriage carriage without wheels, made of trees picked out of a sturdy and light endless forest. There is no roof because we pursued only the combination of sturdiness and lightness through the piercing, only hope it doesn't rain.

He's flying in the sky now.

The giant box was accompanied by a number of ropes of chain-lined strength, the tip of which was tied to the Feilongs.

Apparently Jizzle had a pretty hard time getting their help. For the other three years, the troops in charge of the mop had to go to service on a regular basis.

Cost spent, effort to come. All would be burdensome for poor countries.

Still, he saved thousands of his battered countrymen.

No one regretted it.

(But there are still prisoners)

next to which Gallius devises the next measure,

"Wouldn't the bottom fall out?

Lippi was tapping the floor with a cone.

"... I'm relieved. Tested many times. The work of the artisans in Limullesta is perfect. How are the people who came with me doing?

"That's what I want you to feel safe about. It's an advanced healing drug formulated by the Elves. Well, one of the weights is still going to suffer, so you want to get to the entrance town soon."

Lilianea strained her chest well, but softly.

"I mean, right... Why are you guys here?

The two of you volunteered to take part in the fight. But I didn't tell you about it,

"" Of course - "

With a full smile,

"" Pick up Gallius!

Wow, I hugged Gallius...