Maou Gun Saikyou no Majutsushi wa Ningen datta

The castle of the Demon King, Dbolberg, is on the eastern edge of the continent.

Built on a wall, to control this castle, you will need a considerable number of soldiers and a siege weapon.

That number is only speculative, but so are the hundreds of thousands of soldiers and the hundreds of siege weapons, as well as the good commanders who bind them.

However, that guess is only a guess, too.

Because no human country has attacked this Dbolberg since history.

There are kings who have approached the bottom of the castle and have succeeded in forging harmony, but there is still not a single king who has succeeded in expelling the Demons.

"... well, if there was, Grandpa would have been dead, and I wouldn't have been here either"

Maybe he was raised as a child of man, not a demonic child, and lived a normal life.

Thinking about it made me feel odd, but that feeling soon disappeared, too.

Because we arrived during the summons in the palace of Dbolberg.

The palace of Dbolberg is stretched with strong ties, which does not mean that it can be transferred anywhere.

If you can move freely, you can easily go between demon kings, and the demon kings may be assassinated as they are.

It's a natural procedure, but I was surprised by the severity of the security.

"What's up? Were you struck by the evil spirit of King's Castle? For once, you're human. Though you're wearing the robe of the Immortal King, let's hold on."

"No, that's not what I'm saying..."

And I deceived the presence of the demonic sorcerer in the back of the summons.

"Captain, maybe you're checking out that magician, the human entering the castle of the Demon King?

When I point, she turns to you and affirms it lightly.

"Isn't that right? You didn't think I'd put any checks in without seeing the Demon King?

I thought so.

I'm with the Legion Leader, number two in the Demon King's Army after the Demon King, so I thought it would be easier to accommodate around there, but it seems to be well checked.

"It's not good, Captain. You'll lose who I am."

"Why are you so afraid to be a coward who can't touch the milk of a beautiful woman?"

"... no. I'm a human being. I wouldn't be able to wear this robe and mask, but it looks like it. They're gonna rip off my robe and my mask."

"It would be about taking off the mask in public"

"We will use the magic of change then. A low-level demon would delude you, but I don't think it would work for such a high-ranking magician."

"What, you know what? Don't worry, I can't do it with your magic, but it's easy with your concubine's magic."

That's what she said.

"Do it."

and do magic to me without chanting the spell.

A witch like her probably doesn't need a chant of a spell or anything, but this one is more anxious if it's not a little more dignified hanging.

But, ruthlessly, the order of checks came around.

Evidence, the robe and mask are removed.

I'm thrilled to see the mirror and what they call reflecting the truth.

There he was, a splendid demon tribe who had begotten fangs and also horns.

Oh, apparently, Sephiro's magic was perfect.

However, that seems to be not only a simple check by Demon King's Castle, Mirror, but also a direct check by the Mage.

The man, supposedly a middle-aged demon, has bewitched with no expression.

It's not unchanging like Cephiro, it's proper magic that also chanted spells about the verses that go.

I got that magic on my nervous face.

There was also the fear that the magic that Cephiro had put on easily, and possibly could be sprayed.

I was desperate to keep my heart rate down, and screamed at the look of a middle-aged demon tribe.

He is:

"Hmm..."

And when I leaked just one word, this is how I went on

"That's right, it's just called the Scarf of the Demon King Army. Brilliant magic. Very unlikely to be the strength of the Brigade Leader class"

Apparently, not only was he checking to see if he was a Demon, but his talent was also being measured.

"No, it's brilliant, Ike. You'll always be the Legion Leader one day."

I relieved myself of the words, but one question arose.

"Is that it? Do you know my name?

"I've known that for a long time. Besides, I know your grandfather a little."

Oh, does this guy know my grandfather?

The boulder is my grandfather.

Grandpa had given his name as the great magician of the Demon King's Army, but it's been quite a while since the rest of the world.

He's the one who left behind numerous legends, so there must be a lot of demons you know, but I didn't expect to meet my grandfather's acquaintance here.

I wanted to listen to my grandfather, but I couldn't.

"What are you talking about," Sephiro shoves me in the back.

"Don't eat roadgrass here. We're going to the Demon King. Now the Demon King is generous, but loud in time."

When I heard the words, I bowed my head slightly to the sorcerer and headed all the way between the demon kings.