"Goto, what's the status of today's request?

"There are seven child escorts today, of which D has already been ordered by the joint Human and Demonic clan."

"Right. What's the problem so far?

"They say some of the superior demons robbed their children's herbs in the name of collecting them and were seized where they tried to sell them off to the Alliance."

"What are their origins?

"All from this city, perhaps, but the lords used to let their mistresses or something give birth to them."

Two weeks had already passed since I came to this city.

Daily requests and vigorously I myself moved and sometimes exaggerated my strength to obey, but still, little by little, my thoughts were pervading me.

That is to say, "Losing the upward and downward relationship between the races." It is part of this that I now have Mr. Goto, a human being, as my right arm, to manage the status of the request.

Hmm? That I must be making human beings obey after all? I'm fine, I'm fine.

Because...

"Good morning, Master Caivon!

"Good morning, my lord!

"Good morning, Demon King!

"Good morning, Master Kai!

Good afternoon, Demon King.

The adventurers who were near the guild's bulletin board all bowed their heads with greetings, regardless of race.

Right? I'm no longer sick of human beings, and everyone is like this. Rather, it is rare to have a goto that is normally conversational.

... I feel like I'm falling for something, is it because of you?

Hopefully, as soon as I'm gone, there won't be another normal or anything.

"Good morning, everyone. I hear there's been an increase in the number of cases of superior demons robbing children of medicinal herbs these days."

"What the hell!? Where and when!

"It would be the sons of the false kings again anyway. There are many fools who can't even tell..."

I'm kind of really aware that I'm the Demon King.

But I can't take that statement for a second.

The opponent is probably Arkham's blood muscle. But he didn't raise them.

If you ask me, it seems that humans who draw more or less Arkham's blood are not uncommon in this city.

And if the children born were demons, they would grow up in this distorted city, stronger than the other demons, with no strong fathers to praise.

Those children, to say the least, can be said to be the primary victims in this situation.

"Stop making derogatory remarks about them. More or less, everyone must have a heart. I will see you soon, I forbid any further derogatory remarks."

"Ha! Sorry!

Well, that's why I don't persuade you gently.

Facilities like dungeons also naturally exist within the guild, as there are also requests to impose sanctions on criminals for their captivity and for those who continue to break the rules.

I'm being taken by an official and headed to the place.

Beyond the counter, which is usually the territory of the staff, staircases to the basement at the deepest point of the place where ordinary people do not enter.

A heavy-looking, wonderful and fearful door of iron appeared in front of him in its lowest layer.

"Let me go alone from here on out."

"Yes, I did. Call me if you need anything."

This is not the first time anything has happened.

To date, similar situations have been tasted several times.

Those who vomit words similar to mouth.

'Why do we have to do this so well to the weak,' I thought it was no longer possible to correct in a windy mouthful that I really didn't understand.

And I already have a few opponents who have clearly turned me down as an 'enemy'.

What they have in common is' the people who worked close to Arkham '.

I don't know what will happen this time.

"How's the dungeon?"

corner of the dungeon, to the two figures kneeling there and calling it so.

"Why are you on Human's side?

"Are you not proud of the Demons! You dog who went down on people!

He was in prison with a blonde demonic daughter with a pair of wings and one eye glowing silver and a young man with a similar appearance.

The one who asks most calmly about the opening is probably my sister. And this energetic young man said he was my brother?

"Assuming that the Demons were being abused and treated like human slaves, I would destroy that human without getting lost. And even if it were the other way around, I'd do the same thing."

"Even in that case, will you destroy the human?

"Why would it... in that case, we're talking about destroying that demon clan"

Your idea is more than the Demons! Why does that happen? Why! Did I say it in a bad way?

"I don't know why! Sister, this guy's no good, he's not a demon, he's a human slave."

"For once, I'm turning off a few people who don't know too much about common sense, but you want me to do the same?

"... did you think I'd be scared of a guy with a mask to cover his eyes!?

Oh, by the way, no matter how many smiles you've had before, all the residents won't be 'pop' or 'nico', so only the demon eye can be disarmed.

I'm a little sorry, so why don't we answer your expectations?

Is he suspicious? I can't help it...... fine.

I slowly disengage my half mask and turn both eyes into demonic eyes.

"Come on, now you're satisfied or something. Any words left to say?

"I'm sorry, I don't think my brother heard me anymore"

"Mm."

When I noticed, a young man was bickering on the floor.

How did this happen?

The young man on the floor is elsewhere, and I will appraise this girl.

[NAME] Zinia

[Race] Superior Demon Race (Grand Demon)

[Occupation] Swordsman (18) Mage (10)

[Level] 37

[Title] Demon Swordsman of the Moon Eye

[Skills] Terrain Recognition Evil Road Running Flame Magic Thunder Magic One-Handed Swordsmanship Fighting Magic Costume

Wouldn't this kid be a lot stronger?

I just said the levels are not high or low, but the overall cohesion is great.

Plus, he even possesses skills I don't know.

Only the left eye is silver, but is this the devil's eye? It is in the title with the Moon Eye, but if you do say it, it doesn't even look like the Moon.

"Um, what are we going to do?

"If you're not willing to change your perception, it's probably going to be hard to live and go in this city from now on. Of course it's in the outside world."

"... it's still just this city"

"Were you feeling something thin? Then why defy this flow?"

From the beginning, this child reacted differently to previous demons trapped here.

Instead, I can say that my brother's youth is more normal in this place.

It just seemed to me like this kid came here on purpose.

My brother probably came here to tease me normally.

"I want to know. Parents are children. Asylum is affection. What are they? I'm... too ignorant."

"... what happened, talk to me"

That's how her monologue began.

"I could not be called my father until now, but I lived with my brother in the Lordship's Hall.

My mother was a housekeeper in the hall, standing on top of people for many years because she was a demon, and because of her superior appearance, helping to divide the housekeeper.

I remember the love of Arkham and the birth and eyes of our twins.

Eventually I was entrusted with the management of Master Arkham's private army, and my brother was my assistant, and I have spent so far.

But a few days ago, a woman showed up in the hall.

The person was very beautiful and strong.

Upon announcement of the engagement soon, we and my mother were chased to the same building where we had been living and were allowed to live in the same building as the other servants.

My mother was so mad that she eventually said this to us.

"If it weren't for you guys, leaving your kids by your side would get in the way of your marriage, that's why they chased you all the way to me."

That being said, my mother went back to the hall on the condition that Arkham would hang up and kick out our sister and brother.

What are parents? I am a Human Reserve and have seen many times before mothers and adults sheltering young children and desperately bowing their heads.

How do you get asylum, my dear? I want to know about this crime.

An Alliance is, will you protect me? My dear, is that what Master Caivon gives us?

Is punishment what guides me right? What does sin mean? What does this flow mean?

I'm sorry, I still don't seem to know anything. "

Whatever.

Ha, what a distortion. Isn't that your daughter like the incarnation of this city?

This is all I can do anymore, laugh. It's a giggle.

I'm sure there were a lot of kids, and they happened to have power, so I put them aside.

Hey...... I didn't think that was it.

This daughter, Ginia, must have really questioned it from the bottom of her heart and taken action.

In a way, my brother, totally city stained, you're still as good as ever.

I guess she's smart. Just the information in the city is enough to make us realize our distortions.

That's a tragedy. Abandoned without understanding, there is still salvation in anger.

Try to understand calmly, but still move out without knowing.

... you're too sad.

"Asylum and kindness are difficult to obtain unilaterally. Not yet, you don't have to know. Soon you will have the opportunity to know as much about it as you want"

"Is that true? If so, now for just a little while, I'll rest here. It's a lot more comfortable here than in the alley."

Yes, at the end of the day, she lay down to lean against her brother, who was losing her mind on the floor.

It's no exaggeration to say that you look like an adult woman. But the inside of it is what they are today.

Sleep close in with your sister and brother, just a child. Maybe that's what the Demons of this city are all about.

There's no way I'm letting you out in front of a child who was just damaged, in my presence.

Asked the guard to prepare a set of bedding and a warm meal, and I left the dungeon to do my job today.