The Legendary Rebuilding of a World by a Realist Demon King

Wyvern's corpse rolling down the street. Jeanne, who knew that Wyvern was bad, was blind. Jeanne asks.

"Demon King, don't you need to collect Wyvern's guts?"

It means that you don't need to make the material. Answer about it.

"Wyvern's liver is valuable, but I'm going to Izmaria. It's bulky."

Certainly, if Jeanne was convinced, the farmers would speak as if she had seen it.

"Thank you, the magician there, for saving us this time."

A human youth, a person who seems to be the representative of this group, spoke. Reply because there is no reason to respond casually.

"From when I happened to when I broke the broth. Is anyone injured?"

The villagers shake their heads.

"It was good. I was unlucky to encounter Wyvern, but fortunately fortunate. I hope there is no such misfortune in the future."

I concluded that I wanted to calm down this one, but that was not the case.

He noticed that the faces of the villagers were sinking. You should see that something happened. ask.

"Do you have any trouble?"

The young man nods to that question.

"Actually, such damage has been occurring one after another. Even though Wyvern should not have appeared in this area, the damage of Wyvern has not stopped ending up recently. I organized a squad, but the result was like this ... "

In front of the young man's gaze was a hungry horse corpse.

"While organizing a vigilante this is the damage. I can't let go of this ..."

"Eh, magician, can you help me?"

"The people can't leave it."

A young man with a strange face. Speaking of which, I did not explain that I was a demon king.

Jeanne warns, saying she's wondering if she should give her position.

"The villagers there are tall, I know who this devil is. This is the king of this Ashtaroth castle, the devil king Ashtaroth."

The villagers who heard it expressed a startling expression.

He wouldn't have expected to meet his lord in such a place. I am more surprised than surprised.

Old humans rub their foreheads on the ground.

He asked me to raise his head because he couldn't stay anymore, and the young man spoke on his behalf.

"We don't know the Demon King like Ashtaroth. The Demon King I heard from my father and grandfather is only thinking about exploiting the people, especially for human peasants like us. "

"It's the story of the Demon King of the past, there are no humans or demons in my reign. Everyone treats equally. Help if you are in trouble. That is my politics."

"Amazing. I can't imagine it in the time of the former Demon King Azazel ..."

The old man mutters as if losing his past.

"The past is the past, so I'll help you. Find out why Wyvern is appearing and cut off its roots."

When he declared, the villagers were even more sorry but rejoiced.

"If you are such a strong demon, you may be able to defeat even the Sky Dragon."

They are whispering. Apparently we know why Wyvern is coming

Then the story is easy, so to sum it up, I decided to ask the young people and take them to their village.

On the way, once, Jeanne squeezes his mouth.

"While listening to the wishes of the villagers, is it late to go to the Count of Ismalia?

"Well, let's make Count Ismalia wait a few weeks now, and nothing will change, so I want to save my people as soon as possible."

When Jeanne heard the words, she expressed her delighted expression.

"It's really a demon king."

The smile was so pure and beautiful that she could only be described as a saint.