Chapter 3

Seated on the imperial throne was Demon Lord Natasha Erigal with a dejected expression .

It was a figure of a beautiful girl who seemed ill-suited to hold the title of Demon Lord .

If you were to go by human standards, her appearance would be in the mid-teens .

Brown silk skin, deep double eyelids, and long silver hair that reached to her waist engraved a hint of childishness .

There’s no man who wouldn’t look back if they were passed by her in a city .

But again, she floated a sad expression today as well .

—–Just about everything was boring .

If she thought about it, her life had gone far too well .

From birth, the growth speed of her magic could only be described as pure natural talent .

Current Age: 200 yrs . old .

At the age of 13, she had already reached the top of the demon lord army as the commander-in-chief . 100 years later, the previous demon lord yielded to her talent and stepped down from the throne .

For the following 100 years, war with the humans was victory after victory . Although large countries sometimes sent heroes—It had fallen so low that it would have been better to call it a sport rather than a war .

If you thought about it, what would happen if, instead of a large army, just one party of heroes stormed through the demon world? They would be enveloped by a large crowd and tortured to death .

One that has the power to capture the Demon Lord Castle alone, in the long history of both Humans and Demons, would only be oneself .

So, everything had gone too well . The road she walked had no obstacles .

Therefore, it was dull .

Well, it wasn’t all bad . The problem was–what that human king was thinking . Why do you let a group of heroes who are identified as waste leave for the Demon Lord’s Castle?

The Demon Lord thought that point was suspicious, but anyways, oneself is the strongest . It’s easy to shatter such tricks with one’s own power if they ever arise .

Then, she raised a smile . The door opened and four young people entered to take part in a decisive battle .

Now was the start of today’s entertainment .

Four heroes stood before the eyes of the demon lord .

Soldier, Martial Artist, Sage, and Magician–a very orthodox party .

However, the expressions and the atmosphere of the party were strange .

The Soldier’s hair was falling off, and the Martial Artist’s face was blank and drooling . The gray hair of the Sage was dyed pure white, and as for the Magician, she seemed to be muttering to herself delusionally .

Their minds were broken with the shock of reviving 1000 times .

Revival from death .

To reduce that pain, a drug was used which had the adverse side effect of mental degeneration . To reduce the effects of dope-induced hallucinations during combat, a mental medicine of the anti-illusion system was used together .

In a complete state of over usage, the side effects on health began with the person’s hair .

It was a state that was closer to that of a disabled person than that of an ordinary man . However, for the sake of a single hope, they arrived at the Demon Lord’s castle while enduring great pains .

[We will defeat you and return to our original world!]

When the Soldier cried so, the medicine and Demon Lord laughed .

[Were you persuaded so by that King? …Did you seriously think that it was possible to return?]

The female Sage voiced a scream . In truth, they actually noticed it too: that there was no guarantee they could return to their original world . Who they exchanged that verbal promise with was the one who gave the medicine to the girl, that scum king . The reason why she obeyed the king’s order was simple, because the only method to return to the original world was known by that scum king .

The Martial Artist then opened his mouth .

[It doesn’t matter anymore……it doesn’t change what I came here to do . I’ll kill you and return to the kingdom, and if I’m not able to return to my former world…… . I’ll kill that scum king too . ]

The muttering of the female Magician did not stop . She then burst out laughing on the spot .

The drug seemed to be working too well .

While in such a state, the Soldier then began to pull the out the sword from her waist .

[……Can you kill me?… . . well, reasons aside, you bastard heroes have surely reached the Demon Lord’s throne . Certainly, it is the {Strongest class in the human world} . So, it isn’t strange to misunderstand . ]

The Soldier interrupted the Demon Lord words .

[I cannot help but wonder how you are able to stay calm after we have made it this far . Certainly, regular damage doesn’t work on a high class entity spirit such as the King of Demons, and humans don’t have a technique to hurt you…]

The Soldier then raised the katana in her right hand proudly .

[Godkiller: Hi No Kagutsuchi . In our world, it is a treasured sword that killed the god who built our nation]

I see, the Demon Lord thought .

That Kamigu (godly tool/weapon/divine or ritual objects) was the type to deal damage directly to the astral body .

When one became a high-ranking demon of the Demon Lord class, physical damage from normal weapons became ineffective .

At this point, unless you have a Kamigu similar to what the soldier had, large-scale magic capable of destroying the whole astral body would then be necessary .

But, the Demon Lord laughed fearlessly .

[What’s so funny Demon Lord!?]

[Really, human beings are such fragile creatures]

[Fragile you say? We overcame many numerous devils and are standing before your very eyes!]

The Demon Lord started laughing while holding her stomach .

[Why do you think you bastards were able to arrive here? Because the path was already cleared . The high ranking devils I sent out that you encountered didn’t even put in any serious effort]

[What ……is the meaning of that?]

[Since being a Demon Lord gives me a lot of spare time, I let heroes advance easily for sport]

[In other words… . . ?]

[I have watched the whole journey of you bastards . Sometimes hanging on by a spider’s thread and occasionally running into hardships…… . . it was a very enjoyable way to kill time]

And, it continued .

[Let me reward you . It is not possible to revive if you are killed in this room . The spiritual body and even the ashes of the soul disappears . So, you should be able to sleep peacefully . ]

In response to those words, life surged in the eyes of the sorceress who was continually laughing since a little while ago .

[You also… . . that scum king too… . . other parties who also joked about us everywhere…… . even the people of this world…… . . everyone underestimates us!]

It was a signal fire of war .

The top level flame incantation which the Sorceress used surrounded the Demon Lord .

Although an explosion with a radius of about 30 meters occured, the flames disappeared with only a snapping sound from the Demon Lord’s fingers .

Then, the Martial Artist charged the Demon Lord, but with a wave of her right hand, the Martial Artist slanted to the right and was knocked off his feet .

–The difference in combat ability was in an entirely different dimension .

The female Sage who felt that began to run towards the Demon Lord while chanting the key incantation to the strongest firepower she owned .

‘If the Demon Lord’s words were true, I cannot revive anymore . However, that would be fine .

The important bonds that I gained on this trip . If it’s possible to protect my 3 friends, I am fine with it . ’

Now, at a distance only three meters from the Demon Lord, the magic was triggered .

–Suicide bomb

A kamikaze suicide attack that let collected magic within your heart rampage and detonate from within your body as an explosion .

When the smoke of the explosion cleared, an undamaged Demon Lord stood there .

[Whatever you were trying to do was useless…… . . How foolish . ]

But, her last attack was successful in diverting the Demon Lord’s attention for a moment . In other words, approaching the back of the Demon Lord was the Soldier with the only effective weapon .

[This is the end ~~Daaaaaaaaa~~!]

In a flash, the sword was swung towards the shoulder .

The edge of the Hi No Kagutsuchi tore into the Demon Lord’s flesh . The depth of that wound… was about 3 millimeters .

Looking at the wound on her shoulder, the Demon Lord wore a blank expression .

[To hurt me… . . I see . With only a human body, to have come this far… In respect for you, I’ll give you bastards the rest you deserve . Demon Eye of Ignition: Darkness flare . ]

Just in case, the Demon Lord bathed the entire room in light(a barrier) . (TL Note:Not sure about this line>>> 魔王が念を込めると、部屋全体が一面の光に包まれる . )

And, once the light faded, the heroes’ figures have vanished completely .

400 million degrees Celsius in the temperature, the light used by the Demon Lord was equal to the core temperature of a large-sized hydrogen bomb . It didn’t even leave their ashes behind .

With the decisive battle over, the Demon Lord looked around her surroundings .

Although the room itself had no traces of being destroyed thanks to the magic barrier……all of the furniture in the room had vanished .

[It seems I must make it a little more sturdy . … . ]

And then suddenly, the Demon Lord’s body broke out in cold sweat .

The Demon Lord’s five senses and possibly her sixth sense were all sounding an alarm .

8,400 kilos to the west… . . in the country governed by that scum king… . of an unknown nature… . . something… . was born .

‘Even though one was the absolute strongest, for something to be able to threaten oneself…… . ’ something that could not be understood was born .

The Demon Lord turned around and threw open the window in the room .

Jet black wings emerged from her back .

She faced the direction of that scum’s country, her destination . It was necessary to confirm right now what occurred .

In her mind, what floated there was the figure of one man .

—-It was a black haired boy in a pair of underwear .

Mankind’s strongest and Demonkind’s strongest—The decisive battle was about to begin .