The Betrayed Devil No Longer Hides His Power

28 – Beginning of Destruction 6

“But, I refuse.”

“B… yes?”

An unexpected declaration from the Demon King.

For a moment, Jormun couldn’t help but be seized with deep doubts.

“Uh… why… Are you Demon King? Why… “

Jormun asks a question in a trembling voice,

To this, the demon king replied with a calm smile.

“Did I tell you earlier? If you make a mistake, you have to take responsibility for it. I mean, that’s a duty.”

“B… yes. That… You did….!”

At that moment, one fact suddenly popped into Joremun’s head.

Recognizing that, Jormun’s face hardened as it was.

“No way… “

“Yes, even if there are circumstances that can be understood in their own way, this is a rebellion, and as the person who runs the organization, it cannot be overlooked. Until this is resolved, I will have no choice but to hold off on accepting you.”

Strict can be said to be strict, but on the other hand, it was a matter of course.

This wasn’t just a problem limited to the Demon King and Joremun.

In any case, it was a case of treason by shooting arrows and brandishing weapons at their overlord.

If this was overlooked, it would be difficult to punish it later when a similar situation occurred.

Rules once broken can be broken again.

In order to handle things smoothly in the future, it was necessary to tie a knot for this part.

Her responsibility is to say this.

At this, Yormun lowered his head and asked his master as it was.

“If it’s not… What would you like me to do? How to… Can you go back to being a servant loyal to your lord and help the cause?”

An earnest question.

About this, the Demon King told her with her calm smile.

She can perform.

The method of ‘Atonement’…

*

A pile of objects.

Looking at the huge amounts of food and munitions he had scraped up while shaking Sagunto the other day, Jormun frowned slightly.

“This is enough… It will take a week just to distribute it…”

– “It will take longer.”

“… What?”

-“This is just the beginning.”

“Start..Start? What do you mean?”

For a moment, Jormun expressed bewilderment at Crassus’ words.

Turning to her, Crassus spoke in a serious voice.

“The items captured elsewhere have not yet arrived. In addition, if the territory is expanded rapidly as it is now, a similar amount will be created by the time they are processed.”

“… Ah.. No way, not that far… As the army grows, more and more supplies will be needed… “

– “You don’t have to worry about that. Most of the troops are undead, so they don’t need food, and it’s enough to wield the weapons they were holding in life.”

“… Ah… “

– “You can use the captured materials to completely rebuild the Demon Kingdom. Wasn’t that the biggest reason in the first place? The fact that I rebelled against the lord.”

“… “

Jormun was speechless at Crassus’ words.

However, it was definitely something that someone had to do, and in order to handle a job of this scale, especially if it wasn’t her level as a high-ranking demon, there was bound to be an authoritatively crooked and problematic part.

Of course, in return, she wouldn’t even dream of going to the battlefield for a while.

A surprisingly small part… ‘

With that thought in mind, Joremun began to work.

This kind of work did not suit her well, for she was a warrior by nature.

However, this was a mission given as a punishment to welcome the demon king.

There was no other way but to do one’s best without complaining,

Also, Crassus’ horse, Matamai, was what she wanted to some extent.

Rebuilding the broken things and giving new life to the suffering people.

Through the fact that she has been entrusted with a task that allows her to fully devote herself to it,

Jormun could see that even though she was, her monarch had taken care of her in her own way.

However, the problem was that the scale was so filthy that she had to rebuild all the cities of her Demon Kingdom with her own hands, but she said.

*

“Okay, then you can feel at ease with this to some extent.”

“You will do well. Because of the nature of Jormun, she will do it with all her might until the end, even if it’s because of her pride.”

Originally, as a demon king, I should have taken care of my internal affairs, but now I couldn’t afford to do that.

There is still a lot of work to be done before the situation gets better enough that the strongest fighters are sitting in the boss room looking at documents.

So, putting aside my concerns about internal issues, I started to pay attention to the outside world again.

“Come to think of it, what happened to Fenrir? I honestly thought he would have finished the work while we were gone.”

“It seems to be taking more time than I thought. They said the resistance of the humans there was surprisingly strong.”

“That means… Are you saying that there are strong enough to not be easy even with Fenrir?”

Fenril, one of the top three warriors in the Demon Kingdom.

She was not a member of her hero’s party to fight her 1:1.

Holding on to such a Fenrir means that the opponent is not an ordinary bet.

Feeling a bit concerned and curious about that fact, I ordered to find out more details.

“And if necessary, send in more troops. Because there isn’t much room for the enemies to move in earnest.”

“Okay, Lord Maou.”

*

A city burning in flames.

Bodies piled up,

A scream rang out.

A place where undead are happening everywhere.

In the large plaza located in the center,

A group of people wielded their swords with the last of their strength.

“Damn it! Come! You ugly undead bastards!”

“People like you are powerless against the power of the gods!”

Paladins who wield swords while emitting holy power, and priests who purify the undead with spheres of light.

However,

As time passed, their strength was noticeably weakening.

Enormous number of enemies constantly rushing in.

Starting with the lower level Undead, whose human corpses only stood up.

Even large undead with many pieces of meat.

No matter how vulnerable the undead were to divine power, in this situation where they were pushed with overwhelming numbers, compatibility was almost meaningless.

Even at this moment, a colleague who died right next to him is becoming undead.

In such terrible despair, there was only one thing the paladins and priests could believe in.

“My God… please… Please save us!”

“O great heavenly god! Please respond to our request!!!”

“Please give me the strength to destroy this wicked evil!!!”

Paladins and priests praying almost screaming and seeking heaven’s help.

In a situation where colleagues die every moment and new undead arise,

As they wielded their weapons, their voices grew louder and louder.

A scene reminiscent of madness rather than sacredness or sublimity.

Then.

“!”

“What… what?”

The next moment, the offensive of the undead suddenly stopped right in front of their eyes.

In this incomprehensible situation, a thought suddenly came into the minds of the paladins.

“Seo… no way… Did God really do miracles?”

“Ooh… Did you save us? At las… Our prayers have been answered… !”

Paladins begin to smile at the corners of their mouths in the hope that blooms like that.

Then…

“Huh?”

“Ah… no… That!”

The next moment, the paladins erased the light of joy on their faces in an instant.

It’s…

It was due to an existence that slowly began to appear among the sea of undead.

At this moment, it is slowly advancing this way… The believer they so longed for.

He wasn’t even an angel in the sky.

Demons.

The root cause of this terrible situation and the seed of disaster.

Evil itself must be destroyed.

With its appearance, the paladins and priests began to rage.

“You dirty devil!”

“What did the evil whore come here for!”

Paladins screaming at the demons in front of them with anger.

In this situation where his life was at stake, there was no room for dialogue or negotiation.

All that was left of them was a burning rage and a clear hatred.

“Even if we die, we will take you!”

“You will be punished! I’ll slit your throat right here!”

“… Have you tried it?”

A demon who speaks in a cold voice to the paladins who express their boiling anger.

It has silver hair, brown skin, and blazing flames all over its body…

At this moment, he was approaching them with an expression full of cold anger.

“This is why it can’t be done… The human race… As the king said. These are things that must be killed and destroyed.”

With those words, Fenrir gripped the sword straight.

In her hands, which are blazing with flames…

A small necklace was lifted.