From Mightiest Hero to Demon King (WN)

The disturbed man looked around the conical floor.

Walt, sitting at the top, observes him crumbly.

Attention was paid to the dagger he holds.

(Definitely. That's Sylphide Dagger passed on to the royal family)

It is alleged that someone stole it and crossed it to whoever attacked Prince Jeredo at the triumphal presentation ceremony. Later, he was also told that someone handled similar weapons in the remnant hunt of the Devil's Land.

(But you were a half-oak or a man close to it)

At the time Walt was commanding an army stationed in the Land of Demons. I have heard reports that he was fleeing with only twenty elves.

The land of demons is vast. It wasn't as good as the kingdom, but I guess the demons have been hiding and expanding their forces for three years.

(But his appearance... you're infinitely close to people)

On the pork side, but not so much trace of the Oak tribe. I also have hair and my ears are attached to the sides of my face.

(Is it an individual born as a result of generations of interaction with people? You grabbed my daughter from the crowd and got her pregnant. How barbaric......)

There is one opponent. During the proceedings, however, it became a vendetta that weapons were not allowed to be carried.

Some people can use some magic, but they are killed when the chant is distracted. It would also be difficult for the former Baron of Constol, who asked for it, to fight his opponent from the front with a national treasure weapon without a sword or spear.

I had eyes for a man.

"Not everyone seems to be around, but okay. Guys, let's get you downstairs."

Now we have to obey. Walt gets up and slowly goes down the steps. When I saw that, Constol also lifted his hips. The other senators head to the place where they were instructed to go.

Walt walked slowly in his heart, paying attention to the man, while turning a blind eye to Constol.

As he nods, he shrinks and approaches the man, trying to hide from the senators.

I can't do it from the front, but if it's an ambush.

Walt plotted to draw the man's attention. Get down to the bottom of the floor and speak to the man.

"Speaking of which, you're late to say hello. I'm Yom Walt. He chairs this Parliament. Who are you?

"I have no name for you. Call me whatever you want."

"Hmm. Do you even refuse a name? That's the Demon Clan. That's rude."

Obvious provocation. But those who don't deserve a minute don't like to be called the 'Demons'.

The man moved his eyebrows and stared at the walts.

Attention was drawn.

If you're gonna do it, now's the time!

As Walt thought, Constol struck from the man's blind spot, playing and flying the senators.

At speeds beyond the ordinary man, Constol looms.

His favor, Gifts, is [Muscle Enhancing]. It strengthens and stiffens the muscles.

Though inferior to General Gotte, once regarded as the strongest in the kingdom, it was a grace "gift" perfectly embedded in the forged flesh.

Even without weapons, you won't be safe if you eat the march properly.

The man notices Constol, but the movement is dull.

Walt has crossed many battlefields, although force is not as high. From that experience, it can be seen that a man's fighting power is in itself moderate.

You can't wave Sylphide Dagger in time.

Constol's advance cannot be stopped.

Finished.

So sure, the next moment.

A man kicked the floor lightly.

That was all the movement, and the man's body retreated like a gust of wind, flaunting Constol's advance.

A landed man snaps a dagger.

For each arm of Constol, which the wind blade turned to defense, a thick chest plate was torn open.

Constol, who fell from his back, stripped his eyes and died.

"What... are you..."

Walt breaks his knee.

Just there, from behind the man, came a demon tribe, rushing to the floor. On the head of the bird, both hands winged. Harpy tribe.

"Gali - it wasn't. Your head is calm outside. It's just a reconnaissance report that an armed gateway soldier is on his way."

Walt gets angry that they're fussy. But the problem is that it was clear that the crime was committed by one man and that the Demons were organizing and doing it.

(Head, you said, now. So this man is the leader? I didn't know you were going to poke your enemies deep...)

I don't have enough information yet. In the first place, what are they up to? Trying to find it, but the man is talking to Harpy.

"What's the damage?

"A lot of people don't let go of their weapons... they've killed quite a few..."

The man returns a bitter laugh to the demon clan who seems sorry.

"Not that way. This is the damage."

"What, oh. There are no dead. Because the attack over there didn't arrive at all thanks to The Hip Roll of Avoidance of Arrows. To the extent that someone has suffered a slight scratch with a spear. And then there's the one who doesn't feel well..."

"There are a lot of people in the first place. I don't have a choice. Are you done with the scratch allowance?

"Yes. Treated with restorative medicine"

The man nodded, ordering the demons who came later to restrain the senators in their backhand. And turn back to Waldo.

"You come with me. Have the soldiers disarmed."

"Don't be impotent. Who do you think would listen to an order like that in a situation where the floor was occupied by terrorists? No matter how much I can't do."

"It's your job to put that impossibility through. If you say you can't do it, will you take my place?

A man can't wait to twist his dagger around.

"... What's the purpose? Money? Land? Take us hostages, what do you want!

"You're not the only ones taking hostage. This city and all the farms around it."

"Hey...?

The man tells pity somewhere.

"There is no need for money or land to be graced by you. All we want is to rescue our fellow citizens who are still imprisoned in other cities."

"Brothers...? Just to free the slaves...? Ha ha. Not all of them are your family."

The man said quietly, so intimidating as to blow a dry laugh.

"Family. For us, every person who falls under the category of" subhuman, "whether he knows it directly or not."

"Stupid...... Who told such a ridiculous story..."

"You guys don't understand. Once we release our captive compatriots, we will leave this land immediately. Fight in the same race at best."

The man set up a dagger and said low, "Stand up".

Now, I don't want you to follow me. If you defy me here, relentlessly this man will kill himself and command someone else.

(All of you... always, always show it to your eyes!

When Walt stood up burning the flame of obsession, he was walked in front of the man, leaving the floor behind -.

Outside the capitol, explain the situation to the soldiers gathered.

Fighting throughout the city lined up the most plausible reasons for causing great damage to the general public, and somehow caused weapons to be collected in the square in front of the capitol.

Next the man opened the East Gate and ordered the army of demons to be welcomed in.

It also obeyed honestly, staring bitterly at the various races riding into the city in the evening.

Orga to the orc, and other demons with excellent fighting power keep coming. That number exceeds a thousand. People are overwhelmed in numbers, but if they break out, the city could be half-destructed.

Besides...

(Are you even a Dragon Nation!?)

An old man with a robe and a dragon tribe came to the side of the man.

"It's a brilliant trick. No, I'm impressed."

"How's your tail?

"We captured all the early horses heading to the other cities. The castle gate is closed, so we won't be hearing from you any time soon. But the farm folks stayed put, right?

"I don't mind. Otherwise, the movement of other urban states would be dull."

I am talking more than reciprocal with the Dragon Nation, the symbolic presence of the Demon Nation.

(This man is still the leader)

There was no longer any doubt. He leads this many demonic tribes and quickly shivers in the arms that occupied the city.

(Somehow, if you don't... My status, as well as my life...)

Even though he desperately thinks about opening measures, the man instructs one after the other as if to bruise and laugh.

He used disarmed soldiers and touched the whole city.

That this city was occupied by demons.

that the aim is the liberation of the subpeople imprisoned in other cities.

That you may continue your normal life if you do not resist.

Collect anything that can serve as a weapon in front of the capitol.

The city shall be liberated as soon as its purpose is fulfilled.

The whole city was sinking in fear and anxiety.

But...

A musketeer. In stores that sell weapons and protective equipment to adventurers.

(Damn, you take all your stuff...)

The store owner stared bitterly as the Lizardmans tied their swords and spears with strings and stuffed them into the carriage.

I just wondered at the strange sight.

They tied the name of the store to the bundled weapons and protective equipment.

"Is that...?" I heard a voice unexpectedly.

"What is it?" and the working Lizardman responds.

"Hino!? No, the... the bill, I wonder what it is"

"Oh, is this it? When I give it back to you later, I make sure you know exactly where it belongs."

"Give it back, will you...?

"Of course it is. Rest assured."

The shopkeeper felt his shoulders lighten, although he smiled on his face as he did.

(I thought Demons were more horrible...)

Previously, this store was visited by a slave Lizardman who was taken by adventurers. He was also showing the adventurer an obedient gesture, but the shopkeeper was impressed that the slave trader had taught him well.

The devil tribe is an evil that hath no enemies against men. Solving a human language is no different from a beast.

Is that the truth that has been taught?

In the process of getting the merchandise taken up just like that and dropping off the carriage,

"You'll be home soon."

Soon I realized that my anxiety was icing me...

It was night.

Walt and the senators are still under house arrest in the capitol. However, as there were no restrictions on his actions inside, Walt turned vigorously to share information.

The leader of the enemy is a pig-faced man.

I have bound the subpeople for three years now and have been lurking in this realm.

The first thing you need to defeat is that man.

Eventually Walt was in a room in the capitol, relative to three leading senators who were also imprisoned.

"I'm going to negotiate with other cities."

The conclusion I came up with was a prompt escape from the city.

Together the forces of ten cities, the demons who occupied this city can be wiped out.

If you try to take the city back by force, the damage will be enormous, but you can get the rest of the processing money out of the other cities.

Anyway, this is a food bank for a group of urban countries. I won't let you say no.

At worst, I was going to get myself into other cities and try to get back on track.

"If I speak directly, I promise I'll carry things smoothly."

It's not what the city's remaining senators and residents found out.

It's a shame about my family, but I'm not old enough to wither, so I can make another heir.

I was proud to say that I had made this city, no, this much bigger than a group of urban states.

This is the only life that cannot be lost right now.

"Lord Walt, it is!

"You're going to run away by yourself!

"How shallow..."

Other senators expose their anger.

"We're not running away. This Yom Walt is the right place to ask for help from other cities. I suggested it for everyone. In the first place, are you responsible for this?

"Yes, you can."

"I had relatives in Glausta, didn't I? If you count on that handover."

"Then so will I."

"Shut up! Is it you who are thinking of escaping to our own cuteness? Which one is shallow?"

"Hey, what the hell!?"

"Don't listen to me."

"You fool us!

Nearly speaking, Gachari and the door to the room were opened.

"Were you taking it in?

Then it was the pig-faced man who came in.

Though I saw a dagger in my hand and was wary that they'd heard the conversation.

"I don't mind if you keep going. Yeah, if I'm in the way, let's get out of here."

Now that the man seemed uninterested, he somehow threw a dagger in the middle of the four. It's a ready-made iron knife, not a Sylphide Dagger.

"I won't stop you. Discuss it until you feel better."

I said, I left the room.

Silence flows. Signal that your rice cake and someone have spit it down.

The four arrived at the knife.

Walt was a step behind and couldn't reach the knife. But kick up the nose tip of the senator holding the knife. The fallen senator let go of the knife and quickly took it away.

Civilians who have no experience in warfare. I am not my own enemy.

Walt attacked the three of them one after the other with blood on his head...

"Ha, ha. Idiot, it's enough for me to help..."

He returned to me when he saw the councillors falling down.

Didn't I ever kill you?

But I won't cover what I've done.

(Shall I say that I cut off those who planned to disobey the Demons?)

Walt opened the door first to leave the room as he missed the knife.

"... huh?

In the hallway, the Demons deviate, including the pig-faced man.

That's not all.

"Dear Walt...... No, Yom Walt. Are you…"

A (...) soldier of a man who burns his eyes with anger. He was a deputy commander in the army defending the city of Flattas.

Four other commanders guard the four castle gates.

Behind them, says the pig-faced man.

"But in this city, senators are treated like civilians, but the chancellor was positioned with the army's chief commander. Now, in the armies of the people, what are we going to do with the military men who planned to flee before the enemy?

Walt tries to say it, but he shakes and doesn't have a voice.

Instead, the deputy commander tangled his anger in his voice.

"Stabbing on the spot. Or a summary trial after capture."

"This is a matter for you people. We don't talk. Do it on your own. I don't mind discussing it with you later."

"Ma, wait! I negotiate with other cities. 'Cause I'm gonna free your slaves!

The man looked back and told him with no expression.

"It's not necessary. Your role is over. If you're begging for your life, do it to them, not me."

The man walks out with the demons.

"Yom Walt. You have been charged with the escape of an enemy and the murder of three senators. Let's start with the latter test."

"Hehe, hehe, hehe..."

Walt fell down with his white eyes peeled off on the spot, as if something had broken up.