A Lonely Demon King

Part 1

A Lonely Demon King

Ten years ago, in the final battle between the Demon Kingdom of Wetonia and the Allied Forces, the demon king and his eldest son were defeated in battle. Leaving only a desolate kingdom with a half-human son. A prince of impure blood was forced by his sages to marry a demonic general in order to justify the throne and take vengeance.

However, that prince's choice was the beginning of a story that turned the sky upside down. The Demon Prince deceived his own husband, escaping in a mysterious illusion jungle with a man suspected of being his lover. He used his own life to trade for the unsealing of the legendary cursed weapon and came out again with the king's weapon.

After challenging the throne of the King, in the end, he was victorious and reigned as the Human King in the midst of a cruel demon realm.

The new king fought hard against the Allied forces. Chasing opponents until they were defeated, and leading to an armistice. This half-human king transformed his territory to the new era.

Release what should be released. Change what should be changed. Choose from various ethnic being his sages and warriors, regardless of their bloodline. Transcending the madness of the demon bloodline and leading to the most prosperous era of the kingdom.

There were wise stewards and strong generals. And there was a viceroy of the throne who was known to be his real husband. The former lover behind the throne.

This man was the king's side. From the days and nights of nothing to the most glorious time in life. They held each other's hands, built the city according to the promise This was the King and his Viceroy, his beloved husband.

But peace could not last. Ten years later, one night, a large number of evil sorcerers sneaked into the metropolis. There was chaos that the viceroy had to take action to suppress himself. And that night, that man... disappeared.

To put it simply...he was dead.

The King's husband, who had always been by his side, was nowhere else in this world.

"What cheaters. Aren't we going to be together until the end of the day? You are the most deceitful."

The golden-haired king looked down at the dust of his lover that had disintegrated, leaving not a single body left. This was an empty coffin. The funeral ceremonies were like none, just for the honor of the viceroy. What was required must continue to exist.

"Don't you want to write my story until the end? This's only halfway. It's not over yet. Or are you tired of my stories? Don't you want to write it anymore?" ruby eyes looked at the empty coffin again.

Many memories flooded with tears streaming down his cheeks showing the pain. It was the deepest regret of the loss. Even when his father or brother died or when he was humiliated. He had never had to shed tears like this.

Because there was this person by your side, no matter what, he could go through it.

"You hypocrite liar wizard, I hate, hate you," his mouth said, but the falling tears couldn't lie. The close people saw the king in such a state, they turned their heads away. They who saw this person forming an empire with the King

That Viceroy... didn't exist anymore.

The last of the last, the lost king mourned and sat beside the empty coffin for seven days and seven nights. Until the day the coffin was buried, he was still standing in front of the grave. He stood there staring like that for hours until he fell over.

This was what had happened a year ago.

It was a year since that day. The time of mourning was over. Now a new challenge arrived when many countries sent royal letters to invite the king to a new marriage.

"What's this? after mourning, does his highness have to find a new husband immediately?"

The golden-haired, green-eyed grandmaster held the staff in his hand, grumbling in frustration. His comrade died only for a year. Now, they already asked their master to find a new husband. It seemed marriage was only a political issue.

He thought like this, but the black-haired, black-eyed, light-faced youth who was sitting and choosing the pile of letters, had a different view.

"Sir Lauriet, I think they've been very kind to your majesty. They've been patiently waiting for a year. How good is it that they haven't been here since the day after the viceroy's death?"

"If they had been since then, they were too sassy and inhuman!" complained Lauriet.

"Can't help this. Our viceroy was really someone who deserved to be cursed to death. Who would have thought that such a person had such a short lifespan? I doubt that he was cursed too much," replied the other as he sat down to select the letter.

He only selected letters of kings who were famous. Of course, if it was just mere kings, they had no right to propose to their master. Before that, they must have died ten lives.

"Sir, our viceroy was not that dear."

"It was…" at this point, Lauriet felt that he couldn't argue. It was true that the deceased had a very annoying personality. The kind that even acquaintances wonder if such a person really was dead or not.

Didn't he pretend to be dead and show up as ghosts, mock them for years of mourning?

Even if it was a letter that was not peculiar but these were all the things that the lords of other countries sent. They won't be allowed to be burned immediately.

"Your Majesty probably won't look at it," replied the young man, as the royal secretary. All the paperwork belonged to him. "I guess people wouldn't want to see the marriage proposals from the suspects who killed their husbands, right?"

Of course, because the killer they've been looking for for a year might be one of these people. The foreign kings wished to claim the position of the Demon King's husband. The killing of the viceroy was clearly evident that although it could not shake the structure of the country, it was sure to break the heart of the king.

Maybe now they were thinking to themselves that the demon king might be lonely with no one to warm his bed, so, they would like to present themselves as a new bolster.

"Even though the king doesn't want to marry again, other people will try to force him to get married. Anyway...he's a human," said Lauriet, while Demetriet listened intently.

He was the strong demon king; however, both the heart and the body were still human.

While they were talking, someone ran into the reception hall. Lauriet and Demetriet looked up. It turns out that it was one of the messengers.

"Sirs! Sorry for the bad manners! But the governor lets me hurry and deliver the news that right now, an ambassador of the Santana has come to your majesty!"

"People of Santana?" said Lauriet.

Santana was one of the demon clans, it was one of the countries that flight for the influence among the demonic people. Years ago, the crown prince of this country had tried to send a letter to ask their monarch to marry. Of course, the king recklessly refused and even cursed back.

By then, he was already de facto married to his own viceroy. People know it all. So, how did he marry someone else?

After replying politely, the other party said he already knew the extraordinary relationship between the king and his viceroy. But what he wants was

'Legal husband position'

That guy even wrote P.S. at the end of the letter saying 'I don't mind sharing a bed with three people.'

The second their king finished reading it, he almost burned the letter to pieces. Indirectly speaking, it meant another one didn't mind adultery. Just ask the king to marry and make him his registered 'husband'.

"That bastard dares to show his face again," Lauriet murmured as he reflected on the past. At the same time, Demetriet's face was very warped. Even if their king really had to remarry, it wouldn't be good to marry such immoral trash.

"He must have thought that the road's convenient now. No, there're no moral problems anymore," Demetriet thought.

Of course, this time the other's husband was already dead. The king had been a widow for a year now. Plus, he didn't have children with his ex-husband. Therefore, this Santana King would not see the problem of proposing once again.

"He already sent an ambassador, then we've to welcome them," Lauriet scratched his head.

"They came at the right time, but…" Demetriet pretended to think hard.

Now, their problem was the beloved king, this guy was not in the palace anymore.

Around the same time, the Santanas were allowed to wait in the palace. However, some took advantage of this opportunity to explore the city of 'Attaric', the capital of Wetonia. Even in the kingdom of demons, this place was famous for being strange beyond any other country in the four continents.

People of various races live together as friends. Prosperous trade, wealth finances, agriculture, and livestock, all had the highest level of technology. There were educational institutions that exchanged knowledge of the scholars. Everything indicated a unique identity that other cities did not have. This was the proud land of the Half-Human King.

It was just that these Santana people were demons, and they still continued to adopt their own barbaric culture. As they walked into a restaurant for a drink, their eyes suddenly found someone.

That was a young man with golden hair. The golden color that was like the grains of sand, dazzled the eyes. The eyes were bright as red rubies. The face was flawless. The appearance from head to toe had no flaws at all. Looking at the rounded ears, they immediately understood that this was indeed a human young man.

"Hey young man, sitting alone for a long time, maybe you're bored. Can we be friends with you?" One of the Santana demon soldiers stormed behind him, grabbing his shoulder.

This man was dressed in light blue casual clothes like the desert inhabitants of the Attaric. Therefore, just getting close to this, they could already see the body surface that was dazzling to look at. The demon was thinking that if the courtship failed, he would use force. If it was Santana, this thin-skinned man, sitting all alone, had already been dragged into the alley for a long time.

It appeared that the young man was not shocked. He just looked up from the glass of water. His bright red eyes turned to look at the foreigner sweeping from head to toe. Before revealing a slight smile, the kind that people couldn't predict whether this was a gesture or a contemptuous smile.

"Sorry, guy. Has anyone ever told you that flirting like this is an ancient method? Who wrote the script for you? It's really sleazy."

After being puzzled, there was a sign of blood on the demon's face. Ever since he was born, the demon had not been insulted. In addition, the slanderer was only a small human being. This event, if he didn't drag this human to teach, it was a disgrace!.

"Silly human! Do you think you have bargaining power! Let your king marry our king. Once again, this kingdom will become the devils! Ah!" He was unable to utter a word. Suddenly, his hand fell to the ground. Something sharp cut it until the blood spurted.

The pain that spread rapidly caused the demon to collapse. When he looked up, it appeared that the young man was standing still with his arms crossed. His eyes stretched out, a sickening expression clearly shown through his eyes. At that moment, other demon soldiers immediately surrounded the young man. but he laughed.

"Won't you come and propose to me? You don't even know who you're going to meet."

"!"

"Hey! Didn't your rubbish king tell you what kind of person are you going to meet?" He said with a sneering smile, very beautiful, but also coldly angry and very evil.

Yeah, looks really evil.

At that moment, the mortal young man laughed, before vigorously kicking his feet in the face of the unassuming demon. The black flames suddenly rose around him, terrifying the other party. This was the Black Death Flame.

This was...

"R.. ag..."

"Bow down to me! you bastards!"

This was the Demon King Ragnes!