The Immortal Demon King and the Impaired Hero

The day after the defensive junction was defeated by the evil of the brave giving up. The Demon King waited without a single sleep for the girl to sleep in peace on the bed to wake up. It's not that I'm worried, it's that I just don't need to sleep.

After the girl lost her mind, he quickly completed the girl's first aid and brought her into his room wondering if it would be bad to roll her onto the floor. I hadn't even used a bed in the last hundred years or so so so there was dust everywhere, but there I blew it up with magic. It is a waste of sorcery.

Then put the girl to bed for the night. It still seemed pretty worn out, and the girl never woke up even though she occasionally leaked her bedtime remarks.

More than a dozen hours of watching the state of affairs with confidence on the wall. By the time the sun crossed directly over, the Sleeping Princess finally woke up.

"Huh... Huh"

A girl wakes up physically as she divulges her absences. Are you still falling asleep or staring into the void is pretty dumb.

"This place..."

The girl started wandering her gaze here and there, finally turning her head, and her eyes met with the demon king who could be trusted by the wall.

I blink repeatedly, rubbing my eyelids a few times, then turn to him again to make sure. So the girl turned her face bright red and wolfed at once, recognizing that the appearance of the demon king, who was capable of the wall, was undoubtedly authentic.

"Hey, why are you here?"

"Anything. Nothing. This is my living room."

"Become!? Bring an unconscious girl into the room or something, Cythet!"

The demon king leaks out his sigh at the girl who is somehow greatly mistaken for the generosity of others.

"I don't want to have sex with a little girl who's not even old enough."

"Ha!? You're not so different from me."

"This still lives for hundreds of years"

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The girl is flabbergasted by the bomb statement dropped like nothing. That won't do either. Everyone would be surprised to find out that a looking boy who is not so different from himself actually lives hundreds of years longer than himself.

"... not a scam"

This was the first complaint the girl whined back to sanity. I'm not generally wrong, so the Demon King stopped saying it anyway.

"How are you feeling?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah. It's sloppy and my right hand hurts, but it's okay."

The Demon King fainted lightly at the girl's words that she had no problems except the malaise on her right hand.

The way I saw it when I allotted it, I shouldn't have been able to move properly for a week. Is it dull or is it also an unusual ability to recover? Either way, I realized once again that there was no common sense in this world.

"... you handled it...?"

"Oh, I guess."

"... thanks"

Boosh and the girl muttered a word of gratitude. The Demon King was not illuminated against it,

"What do you do when a brave man thanks the Demon King..."

I put it up on the shelf that I had handled the brave man and said so.

"Ugh! That's more than that, that's it! Don't let me tell you what it means!"

I try to change the story by the outspoken. Apparently the girl isn't used to honestly saying thank you. The demon king passed because he didn't have to take the fried legs.

More than that, teach or not. It was troubling, no, troublesome.

"Tell me what happened."

"I don't have the skills to teach"

"That's not good, Kechi. You broke the line, so give me my reward."

"Shut up, persevere, trouble"

"I told you!? I told you the truth!?"

Girl indignant at the unwittingly spoken demon king.

"Hey, don't look away, Demon King. Look at me!"

On the bed, the demon king wonders how far he can go to talk as he shifts his eyes away from the girl who summons him. The choice not to teach was soon gone, considering the evil of a girl's giving up. I can't laugh at the evil of giving up like a holy sword.

I just had to ask this before I could teach.

Are you ready to know?

Gently intimidating, the demon king asks in a slightly threatening tone.

I don't know what kind of will the girl has come this far, but I'm pretty sure the fact that I'm about to tell you will shock the girl. Whether it can be fulfilled and accepted.

The girl quickly turned back on him with firm will, even if she was pressured for a moment by intimidation.

"I can't say enough about having... I may not be able to take it. But I'm sure you'll regret not knowing. So tell me."

"... right"

Understanding from his attitude that the will of the girl remains unchanged, the Demon King gently leaks his sigh.

"... what I'm about to tell you is only the facts and speculations I know. So don't peddle everything."

After first pressing caution, the Demon King began to speak quietly.

Status Open and Item Box Presence.

That the magic power is overwhelmingly less than that of any brave man ever.

That the Holy Sword cannot be handled.

That some deficiency would have arisen from these things at the time of the summons and that he would not have been given the ability to be a brave man.

That he would therefore be limited as a brave man.

The limited ones are the speculation of the Demon King, but he thought it would be almost certain. Otherwise they can't be sent out with such crude gear.

The rough part is, I'd have finished talking about everything. Separate stories together.

But the demon king lay down most of what was concerning himself. I don't need to talk, and I just wouldn't be able to afford it, because I cared that I couldn't put an extra burden on her.

The girl had always listened silently to the words of the Demon King. I was surprised a few times along the way, but nothing panicked me.

Still, it didn't seem like there was any shock, and when I smiled darkly all the time,

"I mean, I'm a brave man who can't make it..."

The look of the girl laughing masochistically was too painful.

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The Demon King just pierced his silence.

Better than his ex, he wasn't willing to pity the girl, let alone comfort her. It was his mood to be beaten, desperate or unsolicited.

"... hey"

A girl can speak. That was a terribly weak, and still a fine voice that seemed to disappear.

"Let me be alone for a moment..."

When told to do so unilaterally, the girl sank herself into the bed and quietly closed her lid.

After the demon king saw how it was, he took her will and left the room behind. In doing so, he said, "There is a bathing area behind the hallway on the ground floor. If you want to use it, use it" is probably his concern.

The girl's outfit hasn't changed. That is, whole body coal coating. I was tempted to let the boulder stay in that state.

A startling voice rises from the room, but the Demon King ignored it. He was the demon king who unintentionally destroys seriousness.

Look out through the hole in the big broken wall. The sun is still shimmering in the sky.

I wonder what to do. I usually spend time on the throne without doing anything, but I didn't really feel that way.

- You want to go over there?

Leaving himself to the mundane thought, the Demon King proceeded to walk into the basement of the castle.