The Immortal Demon King's Castle

I didn't get it but the moment said thoe words I raised up a flag.

"You can't be serious right?"

Slowly but surely, Atofe's head regenerated. She had a fire in her eyes that look ferocious. Even with her body is torn from limb to limb her spirit is still burning bright. Seriously I could see why she would be named as the most terrifying Demon King.

"Get him!" Realizing that she on her own individual power couldn't make me submit, Atofe ordered her personal guards to attack me.

Everyone jumped at me all at once. It seems she really took a liking at me too much huh. I didn't have any problems with fighting, I also need a bit of exercise my ass off, I wouldn't mind doing a bit more work for these small fries.

The captain of her personal guards took the lead with two of his men following his side. Another two enemies at my back and at my flank. They're really trying to corner me with numbers.

"Now resorting to throwing a tantrum just because you can't win now?" I muttered under my breathe making sure no one hears me.

"Ruiweld Superdia, we would like to invite you to the castle." When I thought that we're gonna have a no holds barred fight to death, it seems they just need any to invite me.

"I promise we wouldn't do you any harm. Lady Atofe just genuinely wanted to get to know with the Superd warrior infamous nowadays." The captain of the personal guards said. "And besides Lady Atofe would follow anyone who beats her in combat. The only people that were able to do so is Lady Atofe's master Demon God Laplace, and Lady Atofe's husband North God Kalman. Now that you defeated her in a straight up fight, I doubt Lady Atofe would remain insistent on keeping you."

I looked at the slowly regenerating Atofe in the hands of a personal guard. Reluctantly I accepted their invitation.

...

The castle is black made of an incredibly tough material similar to the personal guard's armor. It was grand and tall, it really screams that this place is a Demon King's Castle where the stage of the final fight is about to happen. An arena where a band of great heroes and his comrades came to stop the Demon King.

Though right now everything is the complete opposite.

"This is a joyous day! We shall drink! We shall sing! And we shall fight!" Despite her defeat, Atofe was in high spirits. She was having a great time making her servants do battle in the central arena.

The place had a lovely atmosphere and everyone is having a great time. Delicious food and alcohol were distributed to everyone and they merrily celebrated. Some personal guards are performing magic tricks like in a circus to entertain the crowd. There's also an attraction of the personal guards having a bout with bare hands with their upper body removed of their armors.

It was a great banquet.

"Demon King Atofe. Why would you come and do something like this?"

"Hmph! It was the peasants! The peasants asked me for help!"

She gave the reason to me. What happened is that the kid adventurers I helped the other day return to the nearby town. Likely some people misunderstand him that I was attacking those children, and even though they feared the Demon King, they relied on her, so they appealed to her directly. "Do something about that Dead End."

So that was how the story goes. Atofe remembered our last skrimish during the war and was excited to fight me again. She wanted to test herself after she gotten stronger learning swordsmanship from her husband and get some payback.

And even if I were to lose, she would spare me and turn me into one of her men.

The Superds were also tough warriors in the demon forces during the war. Atofe would love to recruit me because of it.

"But Ruiweld, your people are strong. What happened to your kind?" Atofe asked.

In the middle of the war, Demon King Atofe let her guard down and was sealed away by the Armored Dragon King Perugius that time, so she wouldn't know about our warriors receiving the devil spears from the Demon God Laplace.

"They all died." I answered.

Any warrior that would survive that war is already considered as legends in the current generation.

"Come to think of it, I don't see Superd on the Demon Continent anymore."

Even with my years of training as a warrior, I could only find a few traces of them in the continent. The Superds are taught how to cover their tracks and we specializing on detecting them because of our unique trait of the third eye. I was confident I could see the slightest bit of traces no matter how much they covered it up clear as day.

However the problem is that I couldn't find any. I found some small traces of them and try to follow it, only to realize that I'm only walking in circles. So I just wrote it off that everyone is dead and I'm the only one who survived.

There's still a big possibility that they're already settling down in the eastern forest of Biheiril Kingdom.

"Hehehe. Ruiweld Superdia... I think highly of you. If you will become my servant, I would gladly teach my husband's style to you."

"It's my honor to receive such praise from you, Demon King Atofe. But I'm not interested." I answered.

"Heh heh, be that as it may. Ruiweld Superdia, I am glad that we share some alcohol. I even went and have this the very drink Ulpen gave Carl whe we got married. The fables secret spirits of the Dragon Race!" Atofe bragged.

"It's name: Nile Ale, the Dragon God's jewel!"

"Now you're really catching my interest." I said.

Honestly I hadn't had much of a sip on any alcohol in this world before. All though I'm way past drinking age, I hadn't drank alcohol. So I become interested.

If what Atofe is saying was true, then this alcohol is made by the Dragon Rae's people. I'm the age of the Old Gods where they still walk the land, they are the leaders of each of their races and develop themselves. I'm interested on what kind of alcohol those long lived legendary Dragons could produce.

I took a small sip to taste test it. Then suddenly a numbing sweet and hot sensation spreads through my mouth. It jolted me up I even reflexively used Mana.

"Delicious."

"Right?! Heh, eheheh… Be not afraid. We are allies this time. A demon king clashes with the other strong warriors on the same side, but deep down she acknowledges their strength. Yes, that's right, I acknowledge your skill! I wasn't lying when I said I think highly of you. The Superd warriors were mighty, after all."

Atofe began telling me that my strength now. currently possess is unbelievable. Even she was shocked by it.

"If you want, you could try and reign as a Demon King too!"

Demon Kings in this world in general are rulers of parts of the Demon's territory. A Demon King won't need any intellect and cunning as long as they have incredible strength. The perfect example is the Demon King I shared a drink with.

"I'm now just a wandering warrior. I don't have plans to rule."

In the end we all partied so hard it turned extremely violent.

Everyone's upper body is bare and it turned to be an all out brawl. Because of the influence in alcohol everyone's movements are sluggish and are slamming their bare knuckles into each other's faces with brute forces. Of course I also joined in the fray.

Atofe with her viciousness even decapitated or punch a hole on their torso in some of her personal guards. She also had her upper body bare, but everyone treated it as something normal.

In the end only Atofe and remained in the brawl. We passed out after there's no alcohol left.

We drank alcohol and shared our stories together. Honestly celebrating and letting loose like this made me relax after decades worth of stress. My hundred old bones were barely holding up all this time(well I'm still considered very young for a member of a long lived race).

It was nice to finally get to talk with other people without them getting scared or persecution.