The Legendary Rebuilding of a World by a Realist Demon King

As expected, the people of Danke Village held a grand feast. She crushed some of the sheep she had in the village and roasted the meat. He collected mushrooms in the forest and behaved. He gave me his treasured old sake.

The village specialty vegetables are also very delicious. The young daughter of the village acts on them, so you feel as if you are in heaven.

To be honest, Toshizo said:

"Is Heaven Good for the Demon King?"

"Well, I don't know, but if I die, it's probably hell."

"I'm guilty of lies, falsehood, deceit, scams, plots, scales, plots, all kinds of deadly sins."

"That's what I want. I hope at least there is such a dish in hell."

Put the baked sheep meat in your mouth. There was no smell and the fruity sauce was very delicious.

"I heard that she stayed for a few days, but did she find her favorite village girl?"

"Not at all, are you at age three?"

"It's stupid."

He says, turning his gaze to the waiter's daughter. She dyes her cheeks red. "It's a great thing"

"Husband is still worthless."

I laughed at each other.

The feast lasted until midnight, but because he was tired, he left early and stayed at a guest at the village mayor's house.

When I enter the bed, Jeanne comes in, but sleeps without doing anything special. It was a pity to wake me up, so I closed my eyes.

The next morning, the chicken wakes up at a time when it doesn't. The area was wrapped in fog at night, but I went to the place where I met the old man yesterday without hesitation.

Just arrive at the stump when the sun rises. There was an old man in the morning fog. Sleeping on a tree stump. Almost at the same time as the sunrise, the old man seems to have come earlier.

It's a shame that I will be late for my teacher when I ask for teaching. The misty old man said he was shameful.

"I'm regretful, not to be late, so let's go on time tomorrow," he left.

When I returned to Danke Village, I spent time playing Go with Toshizo and playing Frisbee with Jeanne, receiving the hospitality of the villagers.

I sleep early that day. I woke up at midnight. Head to the stump before sunset.

It was hard to walk on the night road in the dark, but I didn't want anyone to be pretentious.

When the old man smiles at him,

"I'm too late."

And laughed. Of course, we cannot ask for teaching. When I turned back to the village, I slept earlier and got up in the evening.

With proper excuses for Toshizo and Jeanne, they head to the stump from where the sun is.

As expected, the old man had not come. This time I succeed in coming first, waiting for the old man in the dark.

At midnight, check the sound of stepping on fallen leaves. It belonged to an old man. I am surprised to find me who came earlier.

"Hey, come before me. That humble mind is important. I will give you the king's martial law as promised."

I took a book out of my pocket. It was a fine book with leather binding. Thank you for receiving it, but I'd like you to actually give it a law.

"It's not bad, but I feel like Buddha is preaching to you now about military law."

"No way. The fog old man's law surpasses me."

"Well, how about that. In less than a year, the king who transformed from the weakest demon king to the strongest demon king in the surroundings. He is a king who stabs and kills a dragon with a quick wit. Maybe good. ''

"Everything is a product of coincidence."

"It's military law to put that chance on your side and make the most of it."

"I see, there is an implied word."

"I often talk about history, but if that hero was born in a different place, if he was born a little earlier, his history would have changed, but he said," If it's barren. `` It was fate and inevitable that was born in that place. ''

"Is it fate that I met you?"

"Yes, this is also fate. You will be born as a demon king Ashtaroth, you will meet me, and you will receive my written spellbook."

"Can I meet your expectations?"

"You don't have to respond. Live as you are. You were born under an invading star in the world. If you leave it alone, it will expand its power and go along with other mighty demon kings. It's not clear if you can defeat the mighty Demon King and become a Great Demon King, but there's one thing I can say. ''

"What can I say? What is it?"

"It means I'm hungry. I'm trying to arrive earlier than you, so I'm not eating breakfast."

The old man laughed laughingly. I offer a sandwich that my village girl made.

"What a clever man. I prepared two."

"I have this too."

Also present distilled spirits in small bottles.

"Perfect attention. That attention is also a prerequisite for a great general. If you can read your opponent's heart, it will be useful on the battlefield."

Said the old man lied to the liquor with a sandwich.

It was a drink that I could not imagine as an old man. Later, from an old man who became tipsy, I heard about the tactics, the tactics, and the tactics.

All had implications and depth, and the more they heard, the more they learned.

I eagerly listened to the old man's words, but on the way I was curious. I remembered again that I hadn't heard the name of the old man in front of me.

The old man called himself a foggy old man, but of course, it was determined to be a strange name.

I've talked about strategies so far, so I'd like to know as much as the name.

"Once and again, ancient times. There was a man, Hannibal, in the different Mediterranean world. At the age of 26, he became Commander of the Carthage Army, quickly swept the Iberian Peninsula, and crossed the Pyrenees into Gallia. Has entered"

Overwhelmed by the words of the old man.

"He smoked the Roman army he pursued, crossing the Alps and storming the enemy Rome. Just under 30,000."

I don't say that only 30,000 people can't beat Rome. I had some idea of who the old man was.

"The man, called Hannibal, then fought alone in enemy territory, triumphing against mighty Roman opponents. In the battle of Tichinus, the battle of Trebia, the battle on the shores of Lake Trasimenes, and in the battle of Kannae, the Romans Defeated most of his commanders. ''

Hannibal, the child of war. I know the name. His strategy is top notch, and his tactics are divine. All soldiers yearn for him and learned of his greatness and shook. I was like that. Tell that honestly.

The old man laughed and said, "After that, I lost to a young man, Scipio."

"General Hannibal won in strategy and overwhelmed with tactics, but he was indifferent to politics. He could not cooperate with his homeland. If so, Rome would have been a Carthage by this time."

"As I said, there's nothing in history. Hannibal's strategy and tactics were far north, but politics was poor. That's it."

Just continue.

"It doesn't seem to change in this different world. Politics is still poor, so I sent a book to make a disciple a demon king who can do both politics and plotting."

"Do you admit you are General Hannibal?"

"Oh, not hiding."

Said the old man, so look at the cover of the book I received earlier.

There was written "Hannibal Senki". The author, of course, is Hannibal Barca, the old man in front of me.

"The name is as good as Caesar's Record of Gaul. There is only one book in this world. I hope you read, understand and use it in the future."

I declared my back and showed me my back.

Is it too luxurious to serve me and use that genius strategy?

I realized that Hannibal did not want to serve, so I didn't say it, but I regret it later.

He wanted to hear more of the words of the great general Hannibal Barca and see his life closer, but his wish never came true.

It became a remorse for the Demon King Ashtaroto. Later, a historian who wrote my biography wrote so.