From Mightiest Hero to Demon King (WN)

It was a sunny morning.

Unlike usual in the city of Frattas, the gate soldiers open only two of the four castle gates. Today is the Sabbath once a week. Except for some soldiers and special professions, have a peaceful day, it should have been -.

East Gate.

The critical gear turns, and the bouncing bridge tied with chains descends. Gatan, and just got off making a loud noise, Ston.

In the middle of the bouncing bridge. An arrow pierced him. Straight, vertical to the bouncing bridge.

One of the gate soldiers notices and looks around.

There's a farm in front of you, and there's no place for people to hide. Did someone on the wall accidentally drop an arrow?

I approached him as he twisted his neck and pulled out an arrow. At its tip, the letter appears to be enclosed.

It was still like a letter if you spread the paper, but only two sentences were spelled out.

"Disarm all soldiers and turn the city over within two hours. Otherwise, burn down all the farmland and the city '

What is this? Make it real. Make it a prank, it's too easy and too much blackmail. But the gate soldier felt a chill on his back that he could not even tell.

The city was under attack a few months ago. By the enemies of mankind, the demons.

Take your gaze off the paper and explore your surroundings again. Again, no one. No, the arrows were sticking vertically in the first place. Then again, on the walls?

The gate soldiers looked back and looked up at the walls. No one is embarking on it. But there was a bird swirling far above the walls.

(No, that's...)

Eye gazing. It's not a bird. Long neck and long tail silhouette no way......

"Flying Dragon!?"

I was screaming unexpectedly. That's how the gate soldiers rushed out to report to their superiors...

The city of Frattas has various arrangements made by the council. Members of parliament were elected, including the general public, but in practice it was a mechanism through which the predetermined ones were elected.

It is Yom Walt, the former frontier uncle of the kingdom, who is the current chairman who essentially dominates the city.

He's an old, small, blind man.

He is a steep vanguard in attacking the former 'Land of Demons' and has been an ambitious man since that time.

After attacking the Demon King's Castle, he enters the task of developing his own new territory and ravages the realm of demons. And as the king pulled, and the city developed while the country declined, it further strengthened its power.

He is now one of the most powerful rulers in a group of eleven urban states.

The Sabbath is always attended to worship in the church before being invited to parties of senators and merchants day and night.

When I finished dressing, one of the butlers jumped into the room in a hurry.

"Dear Walt, take this one..."

Receive a single piece of paper with many folds, read the contents and make your face blue. To the description of the butler that followed, I couldn't stop trembling.

I don't think it's a prank.

(Now they used to paint mud on my face...)

When Walt grips the paper with the scraps,

"I will convene Parliament immediately. All of you, wake up whoever's sleeping!

"Yes, sir"

"Then all the castle gates shall be closed, and the soldiers shall be put on alert."

Sending detailed instructions with a specific name, he jumped out of the mansion and sent the boxcarriage that had been prepared to the capitol, not the church.

Outside the mansion, people who go on the road twist their necks even though Walt usually went out earlier.

Only one, the one with the hood in his sight, was tightening his mouth. Its cheeks, with a slight peek, were engraved with great scratches -.

Nearly two hours had passed since Walt called the convocation.

The large conference hall of the Capitol in the heart of the city is crawling with assembled senators.

"I don't go down. It's a prank."

"A soldier with a daily grievance would be glorious."

"We should identify and capture the killer immediately."

The senators summoned on the Sabbath do not even try to hide their displeasure.

Some of them complained of anxiety.

"But a soldier saw a flying dragon, right?

"You must have mistaken me for a bird."

"Assuming it's a flying dragon, there's only one, right?

"Sometimes they fly."

But it is denied by many senators.

The floor was conical and the circular table was staged. The bottom part is wide, a place for tongue fighting face-to-face, but now no one.

Walt sat alone on the top floor, overlooking the senators.

"Have you forgotten that once the demons took your slaves?

When the walts say off low, the place quietly returns.

"Of course, I remember."

"But, Lord Walt. Things were too different."

"Where a few people have been ambushed, this city will not be frightened."

Plus, one of the senators says.

"The blackmail text said 'disarm all soldiers within two hours', but that's impossible. Besides, I'm running out of time for my appointment. Shouldn't it still be considered a prank?

"Indeed, the conditions described are unrealistic. but it can also be said to be just the right time to rush us"

Here stands a man of great importance. It's the Baron Construct of the former kingdom. He put up many martial arts medals as he left the civilian population, a man who became a one-generation nobleman. The liver is resting.

"Does Master Walt think that the Demons are confusing us and plotting something?

He is a samurai at one end and at the same time has the strength to take in to the powerful. Now he's in the number two position in the city.

"I don't know what you're up to, though. At least not when the remnants of the vagabonds burn down the city and farmland. Once the enemy shows up, you just have to deal with it solemnly"

"You're right, sir"

Constol nodded loudly and dropped his hips dodgily.

It was in a setting that was restoring calm, but my anxiety would not be wiped off completely.

"But if you close the castle gate, it won't keep you loaded with supplies either. Slaves are gone and farm work tends to be delayed..."

"Preparations are underway to rent slaves from other cities. We hold their stomachs. I'm not gonna say no."

"Well, you did. Ha..."

Dry laughter floods the floor.

The group of urban states is interdependent but had implicit ratings due to the importance of the main industries. It is no exaggeration to say that Frattas here, an agricultural city, is in the highest position.

"Instead, we should set up a complete attitude and capture and enslave the demons who have attacked us"

Walt laughs.

"The walls here are the tallest and most robust in the city."

"We have to tell the soldiers not to kill them."

"We have to make sure they don't get away next time."

"You can even keep your eyes closed. You don't have to till you plow the fields."

"Do you want even children to make it?"

"It's a name. I'll be a hostage, and I'll be a future workforce."

"It's somewhat costly."

You've got room, you can say whatever you want.

In the meantime, Blur and one of the senators snapped.

"But they flew out of the sky before, didn't they? Then..."

No one picked up his crush.

Just in those days, outside the capitol...

There was a minor anomaly.

A thin smoke rose from the back alley near the front.

When a few guards rushed, the fire was burning in the middle of the alley. I'm away from the house for arson. There wasn't enough firepower at all to burn a stone house.

"Damn, whose prank is that?

The guard kicked the fire with his leg, exactly then.

At the front entrance to the Capitol,

One man fell...

A gust of wind rippled and some of the guards were blown away.

At its center, a fluttering shadow descends.

He was a sloppy man, weaving a black cape.

One of the up soldiers runs over with a spear.

"Who is it! Where the hell is...?

While we were talking, my neck flew.

Five other guards, who were in the vicinity, split their heads and bodies as soon as the man snorted one hand to the side.

"Drop your weapons and kneel on the spot. Failure to comply shall be regarded as willingness to resist and dealt with"

The man tells you, he kicked the ground lightly with a ton. Another gust of wind broke the front door and jumped inside the capitol.

"Oh, go after him! Never let them get away with it!

Someone yells back at me.

He who plucks the sword, he who holds the spear, all of it, was chopped (...) from above.

Buckwheat, buckwheat and feathers sound.

"Hey, what!?"

"Hino!?"

"A demon clan!

It was the sub-men with wings on their hands, the warriors of the Harpy tribe, who were in the air.

"Let those who abandon their weapons miss it. But think of it as a slight respite. Spirit of the wind, hear my voice!

The chant begins.

Some of the guards abandoned their weapons and nodded on the spot.

The harpies flap their wings together. A number of wind blades were still attacked by guards with weapons -.

I heard a far screaming sound in Walt's ear that was on the floor. It also sounds like a shock.

(What? What's happening?

The capitol is protected by many guards, both outside and inside.

Outside are junior soldiers, but to the extent of the mobbed inhabitants, they had as many as they could push back.

On the other hand, it is the selected soldiers who guard the premises. He had just enough fighting power to fight the Demons even one-on-one in a narrow hallway.

Even though it is...

"Hey, what's going on?

"Chi, they're getting closer, right?

"Hey, what's going on!

Angry, screaming, destructive sounds.

They were clear, bigger.

Bang, and.

Walt slammed the table hard. I endure numbness in my hands and raise my voice.

"Quiet! There is no panic. Guards there, see how it goes."

That moment I tried to order the guards who were in front of the entrance and exit doors.

The door was broken with the roar, and the guards were blown away. It slips through the bottom of the conical floor and eventually stops moving with Pickle as well.

Someone showed up through the broken door.

"Everybody, don't move off the spot. At the moment, this place is under my control."

ugly, fat pig-like man tells.

"Well, don't worry. You are hostages. And hostages are worth it because they have lives. I'm not gonna do anything to hurt you if you keep me company."

The man said, waving the dagger in his hand.

In the meantime, the senator who was heading for the opposite exit cried out, "Guh." I hold my belly down and I'm stuffy.

"Didn't I tell you not to move? Next time, there will be no life."

One of the senators spilled in a trembling voice.

"You're not going to kill the hostages...?

The man answers faceless.

"That's all I have. It's slightly diminished, and it doesn't change its value."

To chill things out, the floor just froze...