If It’s for My Daughter, I’d Even Defeat a Demon Lord (WN)

"Long time no see, Gregor. Your fiancée, would you introduce me?

"Hmm. Okay, Dale. May I slaughter you?"

That's how my conversation with my 'friend', whom I haven't seen in a long time in Wang Du, began.

Dale came all the way from Kreutz, where he usually bases, to Aosbrik, the king's capital, because he was requested by this friend's father, the Duke of Erdystedt.

The Duke is a descendant of the Founding Kings and a family member with origins in the Larband. Still the king's confidence as prime minister, his power was mighty.

Nevertheless, Gregor is the last three men of the Duke. Sometimes the mother, who was the posterior wife, is an exotic from an eastern border country, and the domestic hindsight is weak. Sometimes a child was born to his eldest son, his brother, and he had early discerned the possibility of succeeding the Duke's family.

Gregor, whose mother's blood was intense and with strong exotic signs on her face, was a tough looking young man with straight dark hair bound behind her. He is about half a head longer than Dale and wraps his skinny body in noble, superior clothes today.

Gregor, who sharpened the sword moves of the Eastern Border National Stream and also drilled in his country, is not very attached to his status as a nobleman. The path to becoming an adventurer in the future is also in one perspective.

Being close to Dale, a one-time adventurer, was also due to those circumstances. It would also be significant that they were of the same age.

The woman, known as Gregor's 'fiancé', was not about it with a formal promise, but about a girl who was a childhood friend and didn't hate each other.

They say that there are subtle issues in each other's positions and that it is difficult to get officially engaged. At the same time, it is one reason why Gregor cannot abandon his position of nobility.

"I'm buying souvenirs and going home, but I want you to look out for something that little girls are going to love..."

"Come on, I'll be home soon."

"Seriously, go home now."

"Who's the little girl? Did you have a baby where you owe it?

"No. My boy"

Dale didn't realize Gregor had solidified.

"He's already such a good kid, he's cute, he's cute, he's cute. True. He's so healthy, he's still answering my messages... ahhh... get home soon. What if I cry?... I wonder if there's more I can do while I'm away, growing up. I don't know what to do, what kind of torture to miss growth. Yeah, let's go home. Let's go home immediately. Hey, Gregor. What's this job? If you leave right now and destroy me immediately, you can go home, okay?

"What the hell happened to you?"

Maybe Gregor's reaction is right.

"I took over the toddler of a one-horned demon tribe... you?

Speaking to Dale in Gregor's private room at the Duke's house, Gregor looked distracted when asked how he had taken Latina.

"Oh. That's so cute."

And Dale, who is satisfied to speak of Latina's cuteness, is Deledere. Who, you. Who would blame Gregor for wanting to say.

"I looked it up on the Message Board of the Green God (Akdal), but there was no information that matched Latina. There is also the possibility of a completely closed demonic settlement out or a lifelong solitude with no one to look for. I don't have a clue, so I can't look for him in town.... one corner, but I guess that's why there's nothing we can do about such a child's 'sin'. I'm the reason why I neglect Latina."

Dale's words are understandable to Gregor.

What I don't understand is Dale's transformation. How much of the devil's son touched his harp line?

"Just because you're a demon, doesn't mean everything's hostile. I'm sure there's nothing wrong with living with Latina."

"If there is a problem, isn't it for the child to know that you may slaughter a 'fellow countryman (...)"

To Gregor's quiet voice, Dale silences for a while.

"... according to the job description, 'Human race (please)', slash. We're not just talking about demons."

"Well, yeah."

Hold the sword, that's what I mean. Warcraft and others are not the only evil to one. It is not uncommon for a 'human race' state to be hostile to 'other races'.

And The Demon Nation is deeply related to The Demon King.

Seven beings in the world, The Demon King, are represented by numbers crowned in each. Like "One Demon King," "Two Demon Kings."

Its abilities and ways of being differ from one another, but some are common to everything.

Demon King has horns. Just like the 'Demon Nation'.

And each Demon King obeys the Demons as a family.

There is no birth 'demon tribe'. By following the Demon King, the Demons have gained power far beyond their original species.

They are not limited to one. It even includes what is called a 'phantom beast' that is a beast figure but has a high intelligence. But in proportion, there are overwhelmingly many 'demons'.

From these things, it is also said that the 'demon king' is the king of the 'demon people'.

"The Seven Demon Kings' subordinate things have been confirmed"

"The Demon Clan? You're just a servant?

"It's not clear yet. I guess that's why I called you."

That's what Gregor said, he saw Dale.

"I will accompany you, too."

"Would you be okay..."

Dale answers the sighing mix and wakes up his body.

Time is approaching for an interview with His Excellency the Duke. I'm not feeling well with the leather coat equipment as usual. It took a lot of shaping up.

That's why I visited the Duke's residence before heading to the Duke's office in the Royal Palace. Not to waste time with friends.

"In the meantime, in front of your father, be a little tighter"

"I know."

Waving flirtatiously, Dale went toward the room to which he was addressed.

The young man, who got out of the carriage with the crest of the Duke of Erdystedt's house, was dressed in black based clothing.

That young man with wild signs not found in the aristocracy can even feel his style as a warrior of war unsuitable for his age.

The guards of the royal palace stretched their spines when they saw who he was.

The glimpse he gave to the soldier who stood by to show him was also of a gruesome, calm look.

First-rate warrior who excels in witchcraft and swordsmanship, harsh and ruthless.

That's what they say about 'him'. The impression would not be overbearing.

Walking side by side with Dale, Gregor looks like such a 'as usual' Dale, relieved, not so. I had a complicated mood.

Yes. This is the guy named Dale Leki who always (...)

A warrior to the point where he shows the gentle face he loves while he is close, but on the battlefield, he does not condone anything hostile.

I would also say that he was still young and had to do so in order to get to work.

Walking with his spine straight in the royal palace, he shows his face as that warrior.

For him, the Royal Palace is another battlefield.