Hero without Blood or Tear

Despite recent victories, the Demon Lord Pezamut felt uneasy. I feel like I was cut off in the middle of pooping.

“Hmmm... ”

The results on the map were satisfactory. He has been promoted to the Battle of Harfheim, occupying most of the west of the Rhine upstream.

Humans and the Demon King are currently on the edge of the Rhine. The west became the Demon Prince, and the east was still human soil. It was a great performance.

But it wasn't finished yet. I felt overwhelmed by anxiety. So I didn't know that Pezamut's eyes would open.

“Your Grace.”

A horse officer enters the palace of Pezamut.

“Oh, Valentine. Welcome."

An officer with a nice beard has goat horns on his head. His name is Albrecht von Valentine. A promising horseman officer who was rumored to gain the throne of the Demon King in the future. It is currently being used in the Devil King Pezamut's gin.

“Valentine, did you find the water that killed Hexax? ”

“I tried as a backpack, but I couldn't find out. ”

In response, Pezamut's complexion changed, and he was furious as if he was seizing.

“Damn…. Some guy did it! He took action! He helped Philip escape and killed Hezags! We need to find out who they are! ”

Once Philipp is secured, Pezamut will move on to the next operation. It was to sponsor Philip, who had been deprived of his power, to lead Pfalz to civil war. He would hold a grudge against himself, but he was also very persuasive.

Pezamut had a magical contract with Philip's aunt Friedrich, so the blackout had to last for three years. So during that time, Pezamut was determined to induce civil war and cook Pfalz well.

“If it had gone as planned, I would have enjoyed watching Pfalz self-destruct! And how simple it would be if the power outage went out and swallowed it up in one mouth. ”

“Do you have any idea who intervened? ”

Suggesting Valentine's Calm Wine, Pezamut takes it in at once and frowns.

“That's right. It's probably that whore. ”

“You mean the Demon King Roelin of Roses? ”

“Yes."

The rose in 6th place, Roelin, is the Demon King, situated beyond the southern border of the Empire. For political reasons, she had a nasty relationship with the Blood and Death Demon King Pezamut. The two collided not once or twice, so Pezamut's suspicions were reasonable.

But it was also a big hoax. Pezamut knew nothing of the blood, nor of the tearless.

“I have some useful news for the tenants dispatched to Roseland, her reckless territory. She's been backing Philip for years. ”

“So I see. Of course, from his point of view, it is natural to support your enemies to deter you. ”

Pezamut was convinced that Roelin had stolen Philipp after preemptive steel. If it wasn't for her, how could she have disappeared like a ghost through her siege?

“Bitch... ”

It was a Pezamut, but his expression was pale. He will, because Pezamut was genuinely afraid of Roelin.

Roelin, the Demon King of Roses, has been working with an incredible amount of power among the Demon Kings. Roelin outranks Pezamut, as well as power. I'm afraid he's gonna have to put up a fight about it. Even though Pezamut wanted the fertile southwest of the empire, he didn't want to be pushed by Roelin's forces.

“Your Grace, I'm sure you're uncomfortable, but I have one more bad news. ”

“What?"

Pezamut distorts his face as if it were something else. Whatever. Valentine's just being dumb. Valentine's attitude was unusual considering that he had been humiliated endlessly in front of the Demon King. He only exerted his abilities, but he never seemed to be able to match the wrath of the Demon King.

Pezamut regards Valentine as arrogant, even in his majesty, but he doesn't blame him. It was because of his military capabilities. This battle of Harfheim was also Valentine's ball.

“What is it?”

Valentine replied, giving up on Pezamut's temper and asking nicely.

“Valpur, who was lying on the bed, has recovered from the Abbot of the convent. ”

“What!”

Pezamut rises to his senses in surprise, throwing out a glass of wine.

“Well, that can't be right! I'm sure it won't come back to life! ”

Pezamut knows best how powerful the trap he sent to Margareta was. Even though it was a coveted force, I couldn't handle it and wrote it as a trap.

Margareta cheers when she says she's been set up. I'm pretty sure she's already dead. And come back to life?

“I'm sure she knows what the King has done.... ”

Pezamut's face grew blue with fear of retaliation.

“Well, I'll tell you one more thing. She resigned her position as high abbot. ”

“What? What! ”

Pezamut's whole body trembled. That was the sound of Margareta moving on for a long time.

“Damn... that crazy bitch... ”

Watching the horrified appearance of Pezamut, Valentine stuffed his insides into the suit. This Demon King, whom he needed to serve for a while, was a coward, unlike what he seemed to be. Ballenstein thought he was more of a rat than a Demon King.

“Is it that dangerous? ”

“You don't know Margareta. She has no common sense. He's just a Demon King. He slices up everything he touches. Do you know why the Demon King in 13th place is vacant? Because she killed him in the past. ”

“Really? I heard you were chipping. ”

“I only made it public. There was also a king when his brother, who was 13th in rank, died. ”

Pezamut was serving under the Demon King Auf, 13th place, not the Demon King as he is now.

“Do you know what that crazy bitch said about killing him? The Demon King had to cut it up pretty good in the shape of a star." ”

“Yes?”

Valentine seems to have heard something strange. But Pezamut is a serious face.

“Auf's corpse arrived later at the Demon Kings Winter Feast. She cut him with a knife and sewed him up with a needle and made him into a star. Do you know what it said in the letter we sent together? In winter, we humans make fir trees and decorate them. And they put stars on top. I hope you'll give it a try to the Demon King and send a star here." ”

“ ……. ”

A man as tall as Valentine shut up about Visa. Now, the Demon Kings were resting and talking about the unknown.

“What do you think she got out of being Abbot? Dammit! I should have sent him into that trap. Why is this so twisted? Who saved her life! Aaaaah!”

Pezamut was having panic attacks.

“Your Majesty, let's calm down. ”

“Shut up! I'm issuing a class 1 alert to the army right now. All hands on deck! Defend the King! ”

“Haona, Your Majesty! It's hard to defend around the occupied area.... ”

“Shut up! Are you trying to teach me?" If you give me money, I want you to do your job! A mercenary officer. ”

“… Got it. Your Majesty.”

Valentine couldn't hide his confusion in his heart. The subsequent operation to stabilize the occupation was a mess because of a figure named Margareta.

He had to take a deep sigh as he left the barracks to deliver the army.

‘The Duke is happening in a place we don't know. Someone has taken Philip and rescued Margareta. It's like sprinkling ash on finished rice. ’

Unlike Pezamut, Valentine didn't think any of this was the work of the Demon King Roelin. His brilliant brain was also concealed by the possibility of an invisible veil.

‘Did the person who did all this do it? ’

A quick thought flashes through Valentine's mind, shaking his head with a mouth-breathing smile.

‘Nonsense. If anyone can do such a thing without leaving a trace, he will be the loser of the Empire. This Valentine will always be second in command. ’

No way..., Valentine denies his intuition. No matter what, he was a man at the top of the empire. However, I did not want such enemies to appear in one corner of my heart.

All the world looked like fools to him. The Demon King class was no more or less than the fools who believed in the power of the whole world.

But I thought, if the person he assumed was real, he could bet on the Empire and make a tough battle.

“Hehehehe... Isn't this a funny fantasy? ”

* * *

“Huh? Who's talking about me? Suddenly it itches.”

I scrape my ears, leaving only 35 vampires behind and dismantling the undead.

“Well done. Rest well."

It was because I was overwhelmed by the summoning. I thanked those who were disappearing and ordered the vampires.

“Search for the ones you've killed and find something useful. ”

I left the work to them and sat down in the right place. To check the stats window. On the other hand, you're a level up because you killed Philipp after preemptive steel.

[Bloodless and tearless person level 2- > 3]

[Monster Hunter Level 32]

HP: 1,564- > 1,690 (Cursed Birth +654)

Magic Power: 2,150- > 2,250 (Magic Enchanted Bone of Karka +50)

Darkness: 542- > 572 (Born Cursed +122, Magic Rod of Magic Carca +70)

Strength 286- > 291 (Cursed Born +32)

Intelligence159- > 189

Agility 259- > 264

Health 245- > 255

Charisma 232- > 272 (Magic Stick of Magic Magic Magic Bone of Mahjong Karka +13)

The stats jumped a lot. It also has a new skill. It's an S grade skill called "Undead Recovery." This skill is a powerful skill that not only heals when skilled, but also buffs.

“Lord, the collection is over. ”

“Oh, yeah? ”

Suddenly, the pieces of equipment that the vampires had recovered were laying around like they were being held hostage. Philip's wizards were nobles, so there were a lot of pretty good magic armor. This is Grade A. This is Grade B, but it works pretty well. I nodded and looked.

In addition to armor, there are several communication crystal spheres. It looked like something Philipp had in his possession to get in touch with the shamans. I found 5 other healing potions.

Thinking about what to do with these, I decided to keep the healing potions and hand out the armor to the vampires.

“Except for Philip, I give it to you. ”

They say they receive precious equipment they've never seen before, and their mouths are wide open.

“Thank you for your kindness! ”

“All Hearts! I will serve the Lord! ”

“Thank you! Lord! ”

Each one of them took their armor in a hearty voice, and they loved the new gods like children. I was satisfied that I had greatly strengthened the fighting power of the loyalists as well.

“Well, then this is... ”

I thought about looking at Philip's equipment. It was a luxurious piece of equipment, but the problem was it was so luxurious. This was not something to hide or cover up.

These pieces of armor decorated with gold were being said to be from Pfalz. When I opened my eyes to Philip's whereabouts, it was suicide for me to wear these armor myself.

“I'll just give it to Philippe. ”

Simply concluded, it is difficult because of the lack of skills at the moment, but if you become skilled at summoning the undead later, you are determined to undead Philipp. We'll let him write it down then.

Undead Philipp could be very useful politically. It is best to keep the armor as present as the age of proof of identity.

Moreover, the undead Philip will be one of my most powerful heroes, so I need you to keep your equipment well equipped. So I left Philip with a whole bunch of S grade extravagant equipment.

“Put this back on Philipp. ”

“Yes, Lord. ”

The vampires put their armor back on Philip's corpse and make him wear their swords. When it was done, I put Philip in the magic zip.

“Lord. I've been scouring every inch of the steel primordial. There's something unusual about it. ”

Papenheim gives you something politely.

“A magic zipper.”

“Yes, but it won't open because of powerful magic. ”

“Well, it really won't open. ”

What's with all the powerful security magic in the magic zipper? I tried to break the zipper itself, but it didn't work at all.

I've seen a lot of security, but I've never seen anything like it. This magical zipper was even greater than the class S magic armor Philipp was wearing.

What is it? What the hell's in there?