The Immortal Demon King and the Impaired Hero

I stepped through the wilderness, through the woods, and walked for a few more hours to finally see the whole city.

"Finally arrived..."

"You don't look well, Yuka."

Words are sunset incense with a superior complexion on the back. Anxiety has reached its limits by coming here. It can also be seen from the unusual cold sweat.

Isaiyoi calmly observes the city with such evening incense elsewhere.

Thelmus, a city that puts the boundaries between man and the devil at the end of its eyes and nose.

The inhabitants are less obsolete because they are constantly exposed to the crisis of the demonic invasion - there is no such thing.

Rather, the city is flourishing greatly with many adventurers gathered for the demonic aim of the border forest and the demonic material they hunted has become a specialty. That is the word of Evening Incense, which is the borderline city of Thermus.

And above all - it is one of the cities that Isaiyoi crushed.

Laughing at the appearance of Evening Incense walking out of tension with both hands and legs at the same time, Isaiyoi sees a fence surrounding the city no less than the Demon King's Castle.

In a robust construction that can be seen from a distance, baristas are installed as anti-aircraft weapons in the lookout towers everywhere.

I don't exactly remember how much time has passed since then, but if I can show you a barrier that seems so tough, it makes me feel the flow of time even if I don't like it. No, you should be impressed with human success in this case.

"Hey, what are you doing? I'll be there soon."

"... oh"

As Seika rushed him, Isaiyoi headed to the city entrance.

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I was able to get inside the city.

There was a soldier in front of the gate with a spear, but that was only against demonic personnel. Basic humans were able to pass without identification.

However, this is unique to the city on the border, and the gentle gatekeeper kindly told Isaiyoi that he had to prepare something that could prove his identity because when it became a city or city on the Wang capital side, it would change its story.

When Isaiyoi asked Evening Incense why he didn't explain the area first, he said, "I forgot, I'm sorry!?" Sometimes there was an act that was cut backwards. Whatever Isaiyoi's heart was, just calm down.

and well, all kinds of stuffy but the two of them were able to get into the city safely.

"That's strangely noisy."

"Really. Is it a festival?"

It felt like the whole city was standing. As a result, Yuka is slightly calm and leaning her neck.

The expressions of the people going out were uniformly full of joy, the roads were filled with open air selling food, etc., and the city was wrapped in some sort of festive mode.

"Do you want to hear it"

Leaving Evening Incense on the spot, Isaiyoi approached the skewer barn, which was just so well vacated, dressed as a guest.

"Whoa, there you go, lady! How about skewers?"

"Well, I'll take one."

"Maido! One skewer, two copper coins."

I take two pieces of copper from my nostalgia and give them to the store owner, who receives the skewers instead. I don't know what skewers are, but the fragrant smell is appetizing.

"But, well, that sounds very busy. Is something wrong?"

The shopkeeper looked surprised when he even asked to talk to the public.

"Oh, come on, honey, you don't know?"

"Hate how long you've been diving in the frontier forest. I just got back."

Isaiyoi glances lightly at his shoulder. Evening incense muttered "White ~" etc. behind him, but he silenced him.

"Ho, I don't know what else to do."

The shopkeeper snorts just to say he's convinced.

"So what's all this fuss about?"

"Oh, it seems the Demon King has been defeated. It's a festival to celebrate."

".................. ho"

Isaiyoi summed up the power of the will to have a look that was going to attract him. You look horribly serious because of that.

"No, now you can live in peace every day without being frightened by the Shadows of the Demons."

"Right."

Unfortunately, the Demon King is still alive and well. In other words, it is the man in conversation with the shopkeeper who is the demon king.

When he had a couple of conversations with the shopkeeper, Isaiyoi cut up and returned to Evening Incense.

"So, what do you know?"

"Oh...... sort of"

In the meantime, Isaiyoi handed Sunset a skewer in his hand. Evening incense seemed to wonder what skewer it was, but I lost the scent of aromatic appetite and stuck with it.

"Yeah, yummy!"

Evening incense cheeks the skewers with a satisfying look.

"So, what do you know?"

"Anything, it seems the Demon King has been defeated"

"Muggle!?"

Surprised by the unexpected response, Yuka slapped her chest whether she had stuck meat in her throat. Isaiyoi rubs her back in fright, too.

Eventually, when I drank it, I gained momentum with my slightly bluer face.

"What an approximate dema. He's not really alive."

"Right."

"Then how the hell did such a dem... ah"

I raised my voice as Seika noticed something.

"Maybe because the castle collapsed...?"

"Well, that would be more likely"

I don't know how anyone checked, but I guess they mistakenly assumed that the demon king was defeated by the brave men when the castle collapsed. It is only natural to assume that if the castle falls, the castle owner, the Demon King, has also fallen. You would never dream of being on board with a brave man, etc.

But there was something about Isaiyoi that didn't really fall.

Having a festival or raising a festival is a lot better. Rather, these events are recommended events that also lead to prosperity in cities and countries.

But it lacks an absolutely necessary presence there.

A useful actor who would have defeated the Demon King - the presence of a brave man.

In common sense, the celebration of this hand would be a stone to begin with the triumph of the brave, so why hold the celebration without it?

Has the brave man been found dead because he hasn't returned? No, it's too soon for that.

Why didn't you wait?

Even though I had limited myself to Evening Incense, I should have to acknowledge some merit if I did the feat of the Demon King Crusade.

And yet, why?

One behind Isaiyoi's brain, the worst possibility ever.

Evening incense innocently cheeks the skewers next door.

"Mm-hmm. Yum. No."

Isaiyoi leaks a smile when she sees Evening Incense squeezing her eyes happily with her hands on her cheeks.

Possibility is only a possibility. It is too early to make a decision without a basis.

Isaiyoi concluded so, putting a lid on one possibility past the back of his brain.

But there is still an overwhelming lack of information. I want to gather information somehow, but when I know and ask for the natural facts, I get suspicious like the shopkeeper I was earlier.

That's right, it's not something that can be deluded again and again.

When Isaiyoi is devising a means of gathering information,

"Why do you look so hard?"

Evening incense flattened the skewer peeked into his face.

"No, it's nothing. What more do we do now than that?"

"Wouldn't you rather sign up for Adventurers in the Adventurers Guild? If I had an adventurer card, I wouldn't have a problem ID."

Indeed, it is essential for both of us to be able to identify ourselves on our way to the Wang Capital of provisional final destination. It's not just that, it's not troublesome.

Furthermore, if you become an adventurer, you may be able to access the adventurer's own information network. That's something I wouldn't even wish for for a lack of information Isaiyoi.

Accepting Yuka's suggestion, Isaiyoi went to the Adventurer's Alliance.