Nozomanu Fushi no Boukensha

Speaking of rulers, who?

Yes, the answer that people ask and give to their mouths is a thousand different.

The simple one is the king, I would say.

He who is full of greed answers that it is gold.

The knowledgeable may answer that it is the reason of the world.

Religious people answer that it is God and philosophers answer that it is within themselves that they should seek it.

Those who know reality well will answer that they are wives, and those who do not believe in anything will say that there is no such.

Except if all of them are told to break their knees in front of those they have spoken to themselves.

In fact, however, everyone knows very well that there are those who have to break their knees most of them if they are in front of them.

That is the ruler of the world.

Lord of this world.

I mean, that's... demon king.

It is said that there are only four bodies in this world, the culmination of those who belong to the devil.

A transcendent who can bend even the reason of this world with just that one foot at a time.

Not even a king ruling any great kingdom can sleep in fear before them.

Their anecdotes cannot be cited, their villages, their towns, their nations destroyed, their species wiped out, even their gods dealt with, and they continue to exist.

Would a decent human being be able to counter something like that?

Impossible.

But still...

Some people dare to complain about such a presence.

That is why there is a country in this world, a wide variety of races, and the Demon King has four bodies, not one...

Questioning that fact, recalling the end of those who asked him (...), Clicks, the lizard man Lizardman, trembled on Kelpy's back.

Because I don't know when I'm going to get a similar look.

This time he was on his way to the Labyrinth of the Daughters of the Sea God, which follows the life of his own Lord and exists off the coast of Lucalis, the city of the people.

I've been around that neighborhood many times since the other day, attacking people's adventurers, checking their belongings and throwing them into the sea, but unfortunately I couldn't find a purpose at all.

In the first place, it was a job in a rather painful position where it was already quite questionable whether we could really find what the Lord had said, and yet if we asked him about it, he would probably attribute it to ashes.

For once, I am pretty sure that I am expected to have a family similar to myself, among the lizards Lizardman, a sea serpent who has a reputation for activities in the sea, given a team of Kelpies to manipulate as a horseman and told me to work as a captain.

However, there was something mentally harsh about telling me to look for something I wasn't sure I would find, and to say that I honestly understood how much weak and strong food was the demon at the foundation of society and keep looking for it extended.

Still, it doesn't mean I won't look, and it's been another month without results.

It was time for my boss, and even more so the Lord on top... not only to have a seizure and not come to kill me, but it was routine for me to sigh imagining when that happened.

"... have you found it?

Around, Crick asks that of his men who were letting Lucalis look around for a ship headed to the Labyrinth of the Daughters of the Sea God, but he shook his neck sideways with a face where none of his three men would float.

While their expression is a mirror copy with their own, the clicks look up in the sky over their bodies that they can't say they're going home anymore.

'... right. Recently, the ship has barely arrived... I have no choice...'

It was a click that I said that I was disappointed, but one of my men raised his hand like I said it was a snack,

'... Um...'

I said.

It's not that I can't even use people's language, but what I'm talking about was a language that is shaped in a range that only leads to lizards.

It sounded clear on this broad ocean, even at considerable distances.

Especially our own, the Sea Serpents. It is extra good at such abilities than any other species, and that is why we were given this task immediately.

Clicks gaze at his subordinates, nodding and admitting to opening his mouth.

My men say.

'Until the other day, we didn't find a recurring ship for a large number of adventurers, but we saw only one medium-sized ship. I left early enough before I approached, so I couldn't confirm the crew... maybe I just came to scout...'

Reconnaissance.

That would mean saying the clicks went around here and came to confirm it because they were attacking the ship.

I know exactly how vigilant I am to do that because I have been repeating that act for a month.

Because it's only natural to click and sooner or later make the territory of our own race that way if people were roughing it up.

However, it is possible that he took the adventurer down to the labyrinth and left.

If so, it would fit our purpose as well.

Whatever it is, the purpose of the clicks is to take what is from those adventurers.

There's another purpose ahead, to be exact, but we're not going to talk about that unless we take something from you in the first place.

'... but a medium-sized ship? Not as many as you might have had an adventurer on board. Sometimes there are more than twenty people on board if it's a regular ship, and it was efficient...'

'Sure, that's true, but that regular ship isn't coming... at this point, why don't you also aim for that medium-sized ship? You'll come in the evening, and I'm not going to kill you...'

Originally, the demon king's army and the people are in conflict, and it is normal for them to start killing each other instantly if they meet.

This time, however, the purpose is the purpose.

It's pointless where I killed him all of a sudden, and it would have been better if more adventurers had survived and dived into the labyrinth as many times as they could until they got what they wanted.

In the first place, the Clicks were new among the demon kings' subordinates.

Until a few years ago, I lived quietly as the so-called "dragon man" of the subrace, but because the people around me had attacked people on a subhuman hunt that was harmful to them, I sought help from the nearest demon king to defend myself, and as a result, I was to serve as a family of the demon king's subordinate, the lizard man "Lizardman".

The then chief of the clan is a click, which is why he is occasionally asked to give up warriors for assignments.

I am very sorry for those of my own family, but there was nothing else to do at the time.

The Lord now... with the Demon King, he seems rather harsh, but he is also a warm and fair figure compared to the other Demon Kings.

It is not in strong conflict with the human race, and that is why it is also allowed to act in an attempt to achieve its aims by a way that does not harm the human race too much.

However, I still don't know where it will be beautiful......

Yeah, I'm just scared of that.

I don't mind if one click can handle it, but it doesn't stop when every family member is destroyed.

Because the Demon King clearly has as much power as he can.

Thinking that far, Crick sighed again, then replied to his men's words.

'... right... why don't we wait till evening? What, if you don't have what you need, after looking into it, just let it go...'

And where the other men snorted at the words,

"... I'd like you to stop because that's troublesome"

And a voice echoed in the ear of the click.