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Holy Demonic Holiness

I possessed a great force capable of rivaling any existing hero, in fact I was once called the Great Hero, once by the inhabitants of this beautiful, wonderful and incredible world. Now I have returned as one of the 100 Demon Lords. Like the 99th Demon Lord Gremory... The weakest of all Demon Lords. In order to be able to live comfortably in this world, I will make everyone fall below my feet!

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The Awakening of a Demon Lord (3)

"But my friends here don't have as much patience as I do."

"... How can I help you?"

"Your Honor. We do not wish to use unnecessary violence. "

I am a deity from another world.

"Instead of getting tired, let's negotiate. Tell us where the treasure is and we won't kill you right away. We will not rip off your arms or legs, and, of course, we will not cut your precious horn either. Think carefully. In fact, we who are losing with this exchange. "

"Yes, losing a lot!"

They burst out laughing.

It was the laugh of people born in misery.

I waited for them to calm down before speaking again. Always courteous, making sure not to irritate them.

I asked a question.

"Forgive me, but what do you mean by horn?"

"There is? What stupid question is that? "

He put his hand on the back of my head.

"This, I'm talking about this."

The brute grabbed something in my head. Obviously there should only be hair on my head. But there was something stuck deep in my skull.

I felt it behind my head.

There was definitely something hard there.

The shape, as he said, was of a horn.

"... ..."

This.

What exactly does that mean.

I looked ahead with empty eyes.

Do not tell me…

Before I was kidnapped, no, before my vision got dark. I was getting into my 'other self' in Y.E.F.A.

When I opened my eyes in this cave I heard a very low voice ... I'm sure she whispered something like; 'The tutorial will start now' I ignored it because I thought it was a sleep rave.

This man called me the Demon Lord. There's something like a horn stuck behind my head ...

Game…. Tutorial… .. Demon Lord….

Fortunately, or unfortunately, I quickly came to a conclusion.

"So. Your Excellency, Demon Lord Gremory. We will ask you one last time. "

I couldn't accept the answer I got.

The common sense, experience and knowledge that I have gained over my entire life strongly denied this conclusion. However, as if I was mocking my attempt to escape reality, an alarm went off in my mind.

—Ding-dong

White block letters appeared in the air.

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[1. Accept Captain Adventurer Bruno's offer.]

[2. Decline Captain Adventurer Bruno's offer. ]

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"... .."

I was speechless.

An irrefutable proof appeared in front of me.

"Are you going to accept our offer or are you going to die here? Wow .. Wow ... You don't usually find such easy choices. "

The man gave a sullen laugh. He certainly couldn't see the words floating around.

So that's how it is ...

So that's how it is ...

… So it's like that.

My monologue continued to echo in my scattered mind.

Like an actor who forgot his line on stage and kept repeating the last sentence.

I bit my lip. The taste of blood spread through my mouth. The vivid raw taste brought me back to reality. In front of me was a barbarian man with a big smile on his face.

Wanting it or not….

Now I am a Demon Lord in the world of ‹Holy Demonic Holiness›.

My head went cold.

As if time was passing very slowly.

"Lord Demon Lord, it is taking too long to answer."

I stared at the man who just spoke.

It wasn't just him who hadn't shaved, the others around him were also bearded. Shaving was probably not normal for them.

'Their clothes are old.'

'Very old. '

'To be precise, I would say approximately 400 years.'

Close to the time that the Royal Rats of the Plague Bite fought against the forces of the Church of the Holy Templars, perhaps. The clothes were similar to those worn by people during the religious wars of the Templar Continent. They are garments that should go straight to a museum, but no matter how you look at these men, they didn't seem to work in a museum.

"Aren't you really going to answer me?"

Situations that didn't make sense started to be explained by assumptions. As if a mysterious phenomenon was finally explained by physics.

"Hey, Your Excellency Gremory."

Demon Lord Gremory.

These people were calling me Gremory.

This is the name of a Demon Lord that appears in the game known as ‹Holy Demonic Holiness›.

Altogether there were a total of 100 Demon Lords in the game. Among them, Demon Lord Gremory was ranked 99th. He was close to the last place. Concomitantly, its level was miserably low. For a start, it was a generic mob made for beginners.

Even someone who never used a computer could beat him in the first run.

If it were to compare with another game, it would be like the rabbit on the starter field. As long as you knew how to click with the mouse you would be able to beat it.

... It is worth noting that ... After the first run, he no longer appears in the game. It was removed so that players would not be irritated.

Imagine saying to a level 30 warrior 'Go to the starter camp and hunt a rabbit'. It would be tedious. He was a rabbit you didn't want to struggle with again.

And if I am correct, I am currently this Demon Lord Gremory.

"...…"

My mouth tasted bitter.

How to escape the hands of these adventurers?

At that time, I had been captured by humans, if that continued I would probably be cut off or dragged into a city and executed. No matter how hard it forced my brain, I could only think of bad endings.

Even if I declared 'I'm not Gremory!', I would have to be grateful if I received at least one tease in return.

I couldn't count on Demon Lord Gremory's ability.

Let me rephrase that

I could only count on my ability to overcome this.

"You are testing my patience ..."

"The treasure is in Krontigling."

I decided.

 

Adventurer, Cowardly Spoiler, Bruno de Ramos. Star Zodiac Calendar: Year of the Lion 9/17/537. Demon Lord Gremory's castle.

 

Bruno Spoiler.

This is my nickname.

Despite being an adventurer, I don't hunt demons, in fact, I plunder other adventurers. That's how I got that nickname. Well, you can call me whatever you want.

People who honestly hunt demons are stupid, don't you think?

People who live skillfully are those who get along.

Using common sense, people who fight orcs or goblins are idiots. I am serious, honestly.

Between not being sincere and dying, or being honest with myself and becoming a cowardly looter. If I had to choose between the two, I would definitely choose the second. Would I make the same choice if I died and reincarnated? I will never die.

Kekekekekeje.

Regardless, luck finally started to smile at my plunderer career.

Half a month ago I got a map of Demon Lord Gremory's castle. I was lucky, I found a girl too beautiful to rot in a village. I would abuse it a little bit and then sell it to some disgusting nobleman, but, she gave me this map and begged: 'I'll give you this, so please leave me!'

Hmm? Of course, raping a virgin is wrong.

What kind of hero would I be if I did something like raping a pure maiden?

Even though I like to do bad things.

I told you.

I am a looter.

I plunder not only the pockets of dead adventurers, but also the virginity of all the girls in the world. Personally, I would prefer to be called 'Virgo Raider'. Something like "The Virgin Plunderer" sounds like a legal title. It's because it sounds romantic.

Thanks to the map that saved that girl, I managed to gather a lot of random adventurers. Demon Lord Gremory is one of the weakest Demon Lords, and almost certainly had no monsters in his castle. As long as we knew where to find him, it would be easy to capture him.

We use an artifact that detects magical energy to search the cave. We wandered in the dark for almost twelve hours, but our efforts were not in vain. We managed to capture the Demon Lord Gremory! The map was real!

"Look at this Demon Lord, he looks like a caterpillar."

My companions were giggling as they held him on the floor.

"He even looks good with his face on the floor. We will kill him soon. "

"What are you saying? I still have to ask him a few things. "

I looked angrily at the person who spoke. You can earn a bigger reward if you capture a living Demon Lord. In addition, there is something we have not yet asked, where is the treasure.

Get all possible information. This is common sense.

Priorities, first we beat him up and ask where the treasure is.

But his reaction was strange.

He would suddenly face the emptiness and then frown as if he were thinking seriously. What is it? Is he an idiot? I thought the Demon Lords were tyrants, sinister and terrible, but what about this little shit?

Well, since he was a dick, someone like me managed to capture him. I have no complaints. I love people like him. I would happily refuse to deal with Demon Lords like Tiamat, Odin and Buddha.

"Aren't you really going to answer me?"

"Hey, Your Excellency Gremory."

That was when it happened.

"...… .."

It was a mere instant, but he had a terrifying, chilling look.

I blinked a few times and, after a while, the same shit was back in front of me.

Huh?

The atmosphere changed for a moment.

... I was seeing things?

Oh well. Treasure. The treasure is more important.

We will continue to pressure this Demon Lord Gremory.