The Legendary Rebuilding of a World by a Realist Demon King

In a quarrel-first system, such as this, the person who beats first wins, and when the opponent is careless, quickly blows.

I'm a realist and pacifist, but I knew that fighting and war would be better done first.

From Eve he is called a gentleman among gentlemen, but only in the study. At the time of such a storm, the original militant nature appears. A mercenary who becomes a fireman by the magic of my preemptive Fireball. A mercenary desperately trying to erase it. It looks like a friend. Then I thought I didn't have to kill it, so I deliberately slowed down the fire. I will loosen it, but the battle will continue. The other side seems to want to take my head by all means. A mercenary holding two euphemous daggers attacks.

I can prevent it with magic, but I have a wall that I can rely on more than the magic of Barrier.

The wall has golden hair. Have a holy sword. A warrior who was always hungry and smiled.

Birds of Prey She pulled the Holy Sword Nouvelle Joise out of her back, and jumped at me at such a speed.

Destroy one of the twin swords of a two-sword mercenary with a single shot and try to stab the enemy with a second sword.

His eyes were raptors themselves. Jeanne has a personality worthy of being called a saint, but when she stands on the battlefield, she changes people. When I get in trouble, I change my eye color.

He defeated many enemies instead of me, but I didn't want her to be killed if possible.

"Jeanne, don't kill them if you can."

Jeanne raises his sword and reacts momentarily, but swings his sword down. Jeanne only destroyed his other dagger, not his neck. He worked hard not to be fatal even if he confronted the enemy. I get a modest complaint when I'm lining up next to her and making sloppy blows.

"The Demon King is too kind. It's not enough to deal with the opponent who takes his life.

"I don't know these things yet, and what the Semitic deity, which Jeanne believes, says:-Thou shalt not kill."

Quoting the words of another world's religious leader who preached the immortal teaching, Jeanne seemed convinced.

"But only once. If I attack again, I'll kill you next. God said I shouldn't kill people, but he told me to protect the Demon King."

"Protect me who causes war, don't take my life."

"There is no contradiction. Why does the Demon King create a peaceful world? Will there be no war in that world?"

"Yes, I want to create such a world."

A world where girls like Jeanne can live peacefully. A world where maids like Eve pour tea with confidence. The dwarves just wave their hammer and pickaxe every day, and the elves pick mushrooms in the forest. There are no demons, no humans, no sub-humans. I wanted to create such a world.

"So don't worry about the details before the details, the details."

Jeanne affirms that he is a leader of mercenaries and swords himself at the neck of a man.

She says coldly.

"I'm glad you guys. The Demon King here is more benevolent than anyone. Now withdrawing will only save my life."

His cold expression and voice make me utterly surprised. A gap with the usual way to do so, she wielding a sword on the battlefield was as beautiful as a war goddess.

I could see it, but couldn't it? I overlooked the presence of the bower who was hiding behind me. He targets Jeanne, who fights with his chest exposed at the front line. Trying to bow a bow on her defenseless chest.

The moment I thought it was terrible, I tried to put up a Barrier, but it wasn't in time.

No, exactly, the arrow was not fired.

Instead,

Bakun!

There was a dry sound.

It is a roar. What was there? He turned to the person who heard the sound, and there was a person wearing a hood. Black hair is visible through the gap in the hood. Maybe this is an example merchant? When she looked at Eve, she nodded, saying, "Kokukuri."

There is no doubt that Eve actually did say, but there are more things to check.

It is a strange weapon he has in his hand. It probably killed the bower, but it was unknown what it was. A weapon not found in this world.

The man had a small black mass, a tubular object. He felt as if he was pushing from the back of the hood and raising his mouth. I hear a proud voice.

"This is a short tube called a handgun, a handgun."

Received the explanation. Handgun? Eve and Jeanne bow their heads. I will explain on his behalf.

"Pistols are weapons that make guns shorter and easier to carry."

"I don't know guns in the first place."

Says Jeanne.

"The artillery is a weapon that is smaller and smaller, and more personalized. It's a handgun that's even smaller."

"In other words, was the pistol on the cannon made by Dwarf Godleave?"

"Celebrity. Guns were not widespread in Jeanne's world. Speaking of which."

"It's the same with this world. I've never heard of guns."

Eve says.

"That's right, but there's gunpowder, there's nothing that can't be done with a gun.

"I brought it from where?"

"I'm from another world. I'm convinced by that handgun and how to talk. That man is a hero in another world."

When Jeanne and Eve heard the words, they were surprised, "What is it?", But the hero in question was sorry.

"Hey, it's really Demon King Ashtaroth. I'd like to say that I'm really from a different world, but that's half the answer."

A strangely shrill voice denies my reasoning. He removes the hood, laughing "cool". It was different from the person I had imagined. I thought Ryoma Sakamoto, the hero at the end of the Tokugawa period, would be out, but it was different. There was a black-haired elf that I saw earlier on the shores of a lake. She said her best, with a handgun.

"Thank you, I'm the Demon King of Ashtaroth Castle. My name is Ryoma, just Ryoma."

"Isn't it Ryoma Sakamoto?"

"You know Ryoma Sakamoto was a woman, was she an elf?"

"No way, it was quite a man, but not a woman."

"Yeah, unfortunately I'm not Ryoma Sakamoto. That's my daughter."

"Daughter!?"

――I am surprised at the unexpected answer.

I came to this different world and was puzzled by the differences from the original world, but the words of the black-haired beauty in front of me were full of the most surprises.

Can the summoned heroes make children in this world? When she asks Eve, she shakes her head.

I do not understand. Eve says sorry, because he doesn't have that detailed data.

A black-haired elf, who claims to be Ryoma, said he would look at it with fun.

"I'm surprised at the presence of the mysterious demon king, and it looks like a peach tree and a sansho tree.

She holds a leather bag on her waist. It seems that there is plenty of liquid in it. It is like sake. She looks like a drinker.

By the way, she seems to be a half elf, but is she really the daughter of the hero Ryoma Sakamoto of the late Tokugawa period?

I was most worried about it, but there is one more thing that I'm worried about.

What kind of liquor do you like for Japanese, foreigners, and her elf-blood mixed? How much sake is in that leather bag?

It doesn't matter, but I was a bit concerned.