Maou Gun Saikyou no Majutsushi wa Ningen datta

When he finished exterminating the soldiers in the square, he rushed to his men later,

"Don't kill irresistible people. It's a military order. And give him what he surrenders."

And when I toughly said it, I headed to the lord's quarters.

In front of the hall, a few soldiers refrained, but when they saw me,

"Uh-oh!

I raised the word and ran away.

You're rude people.

I don't know what it feels like.

There came a man in the mask, like a dark robe, an evil wand, and a 'monster' who sent blood back to them.

The screams heard from the square would also have played a part in sharpening their courage.

It was more unscrupulous to ask the lord to dedicate his loyalty to the end.

I entered the Lords' Hall without a gatekeeper.

Not as a guest, but as a conqueror.

In the office, the lord refrained.

He's an old man and he stores a fine jawbeard.

He wrapped his whole body in armor, placed a long sword and kite shield, and sat in the office chair.

I don't show a bare gesture of upset when you look at me for intruding.

I saw it from a distance several times in the field, but its command was brave and resolute, and its strength was quite considerable.

If this man had not been a commander, the damage on both sides would have been less.

When the lord looked at me,

"I see you with the Commander of the Demon King's Army, how"

And I said in a samurai tone.

I'll respond to that, too.

"Exactly."

And for once, ask with courtesy as a samurai.

"You have three options left.

One, the path of surrender and captivity of the demon king's army,

Two, the path of cleanliness, self-harm, and fulfillment,

Mitsuzu, as soon as I'm watching the view from this window, the secret escape path,

Pick the one you like. "

The recommendation is the third.

And I wished in my heart, but I thought, maybe, this man would choose the fourth option.

In fact, when the lord slowly shook his head to the side, he seemed to have chosen that option.

I opened my mouth like this when I took the long sword and kite shield that was standing up.

"I can feel free to sign up after the battle trend (sorry) has been set, but I want to end up like a samurai if possible. Apply for a duel with the good general of the Demon King's Army!

I knew it would happen.

Well, that's what I expected from the beginning, so I'm not surprised.

How can a guy named Noble be so prized?

When I leaked it in my heart, I put my strength into the wand of the Circular Snake (Uroboros).

I wouldn't have had the option, but I felt rude about this brave man.

This man is also a famous samurai.

Sometimes, just in case.

He died once, but I'm sorry for his second death.

I have decided to do everything in my power to accept this noble offer.

That means putting a piece on it with one blow.

I grant magic to my specialty, the Circular Snake (Uroboros) wand, and unleash it on the Kasagi.

The lord sidelined the longsword to snap my neck off.

Together it was a special blow, and if the skill were the same, both sides, would have died instantly, but unfortunately the difference in "power" was historical.

My power, wrapped in the armor of the Immortal King, could not be countered by the likeness of man.

Instead, for a few seconds, when the lord received my slaughter properly, he fell as-is.

The lord is blowing bubbles and falling.

I'm pretty sure you're seriously injured.

At least the bones will be crushed and the gut damaged.

For once, when I did healing magic, I ordered my men to take care of me as a prisoner.

And I wanted to be alone for a while, and when I lowered my men, I sat down to the chair where the lord had sat until earlier.

"... ugh"

Unexpectedly leaks a sigh.

I'm not guilty of hurting people, when it comes to lying.

My last life was just Japanese.

I can't be such a bloody battlefield.

"No, that's not true..."

Poop, argue like a soliloquy.

I know a few demons with memories of previous life, but they were gone a long time ago, such as the human heart.

I'm the only one who's still dragging my mind from my past life.

With that in mind, a large mirror placed in the corner of the room catches my eye.

What was shown there was a pitch-black sorcerer with blood all over his body.

A typical demonic sorcerer was there.

It's just...

I take off the immortal king's mask and robe.

It was an indisputable man who was there.

Black eyes on black hair, not a beautiful man, he was a human being everywhere.

No horns, no fangs if not grown.

There was a real human being there.

Yeah, me, Ike, not some demon tribe with a Japanese past life.

He is a man of the previous life of a Japanese.

Only three people know about it, including me.

One is a dead grandfather, so essentially, only one person in this world will know this secret.

If that secret were revealed, it would be a fuss.

A man called the Scarf of the Demon King's Army was actually a human being.

Either they are slaughtered with the Demon Nation, or they die instantly from the Demon King, one way or the other.

So my dead grandfather,

"Look, it's Ike. Don't take off that mask and robe at any time."

And he told me from a very young age.

So I only take this gear off when I'm definitely alone.

That's thorough for my men, too, and when it comes to "I want to be alone," no dumb goblin ever comes near my side.

The education around it was thorough.

I have severely punished my men for breaking that promise before, and if they were my men, I would never stop by this room.

No, even if the other Demon King Army guys come, it's the same.

Now there is a strong bond in this room. You won't be able to stop by this room without my men.

Therefore, this is how I can breathe a sigh of breath, but I was oblivious to something.

They didn't consider a possibility at all.

The possibility was that someone was lurking in this room from the beginning.

Not only did I remove the mask, but even the robe, I notice a certain sound.

From the costume dance that was placed in the corner of the room, I heard the sound of, or.

The costume dance is slightly open.

I slowly approach the tans, basically opening the tans, assuming the worst.

- There was one girl there.

It's a human girl.

Would it be 14-5 when I was a year old?

A girl with thin pigmented eyes, hair and ceramic skin, wearing made-up clothes.

A servant of the lord of this hall, a woman, something like that.

The girl was shaking like a newborn deer.

Those eyes,

"Oh, please. Please, don't kill me."

That's what he said.

The girl was crying in her eyes, but it was this one who wanted to cry.

In the wake of this other world, I have exposed the secrets that I have kept for nearly 20 years.

Besides, if that opponent is not a demonic mighty, he is not a human brave, he is just a girl.

"Do you want me to kill you in this place?

If I were a Demon, I would have floated that option, but unfortunately I was human.

He had not lost a man's heart enough to kill a weak girl without any blame.

When I recreated my stern expression, I turned my back on the girl and wore a mask and robe silently.

And when he regained his freaking appearance, he said, making a very low voice.

"Look, you didn't see anything."

The girl seems to be shuddering at the words.

He's not so dumb that he doesn't know what that means.

But he doesn't seem brave enough to utter a word.

I nod gently, kokun, as I scold my trembling body.

"That's right. That's fine, you're the only person in this room. You know that, right?

Did you have some room in your mind?

Now with a mosquito-like fine voice,

"... is, yes, there is only 'I' in this room"

And I replied.

It was a satisfactory answer.

It was enough to miss this girl like this and decide there was nothing, but unfortunately I had a cautious personality.

"Well, just fine. I just wanted someone to take care of me."

Until now, I had let a goblin little man follow me, but the man lacked agility and consideration, even if he was faithful to his orders.

After all, in demons, you can't be as meticulous as a human being.

About one, it's not a bad idea to leave your human daughter as a woman.

I thought so. I asked the girl.

"From today on, you're my maid. By the way, I have no right of veto. There are only two people in this world who know I'm human. One of us will never break his mouth. I mean, if my secret gets to the public, it's your job."

The girl denied it in a stronger tone than earlier.

"Wow, I will never tell anyone about this. I swore an oath to my dead mother. The promise you made once is kept no matter what, even if it's a demon."

I'm not a monster, though.

I accidentally laughed bitterly, but I was willing to believe this girl's words.

She is a weak daughter, but the core of her heart is firm.

As the word goes, I guess I'm the type of daughter who won't break the promise I made once I exchanged.

I was so sure I asked her her name.

"... I'm Sarteen (13th)"

"Sarteen? That's a different name."

"... My mother's name is Too (2nd). Your lord was not one to name slaves. That's why they called me by number."

I see.

Well, that's a common story in different worlds.

As far as the character of the earlier lord was concerned, he did not look like the type who abused slavery, but vice versa, nor did he look like the type who was interested in slavery.

I guess it was simply a hassle to give it a name.

"But you and Sarteen are terrible. Hard to call it that."

The girl said I'd leak it like that.

"... your mother called me Satti"

"Right, Satie? That's easy to understand and helpful."

Let's just say I'll call you that from today on.

When I tied it that way, I ordered you to wait there.

I had to explain to the brigade demons that I would put my human daughter around as a small-time user, and there is still post-war post-processing.

Both were cumbersome tasks, but as brigade commanders of the Demon King's Army, they could not possibly be done.