A dragon that is said to have powers close to God, the Wicked Dragon.
Itâs mighty roar can shake the heaven, and trees and grass shake at the sound of it, and any living creatures trembles before it.
Those who knows the existence of the Wicked Dragon are but a few from the previous generation.
Because there are many who fear such a being, not many records were left behind, and even fewer are passed down verbally from the older generations. Though what remains are only depictions of such a fearless monster who was slain by the previous hero.
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However, that person knows it well.
The one who has been sealed off for hundreds of years, and finally reawaken into the present dayââ-The Demon King.
As the roar of the Wicked Dragon resounded its surroundings, he who sits in his throne perceives the Wicked Dragonâs presence much earlier than anyone else.
The maid who is constantly standing beside him noticed the subtle abnormalities and asked.
The Demon King placed his hands close to his forehead and his smile tightens, then turns to the maid in a delighted mood.Â
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âAh, it has been awhile since I felt the nostalgic resurgence of an old dragon.â
âThe resurgence of, a dragon? Is there such a thingâŠâŠ. As a dragon now?â
âIsnât there one living right now? Wait Iâm wrong, there are currently two that are alive. Now this is going to be entertaining. I wonder if itâs the workings of âthemâ.â
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The Demon King mumbled to himself.
The maid quietly listens to his story, even if it sounded dubious.
Ever since the maid took on the important role as the Demon Kingâs maid, she found out that the Demon King surprisingly loves to interact with others. And she is captivated by the words spoken from him.
Only a few would want to take on such an awkward role, a role of the Demon Kingâs maid. However, she voluntarily appointed to be one.
Though, she cannot hide the confusion over the words of the Demon King who went beyond her expectations.
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âBefore I was sealed away, it shouldâve been killed just like me. And body parts left unturned.â
âHahâŠâŠâ
âItâs power is currently unstable. I wonder who couldâve awaken it? There seems to be a mixture of impure magic imbued in it. Either way, one can only call it an incomplete state. As to whoever awaken it, it has greatly weakened it.âÂ
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The Demon King closed his eyes, and speaks as though he enjoys this moment.
Whether one can really feel the presence of the dragon somewhere, the maid has only one word in mind, dragon.
That is because there is practically no one who can confirm the existence of a dragon.
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âForgive me if what I am about to say is shallow. But I do not quite understand what Demon King-sama is sayingâŠ..âÂ
âThe Wicked Dragon. A being that is said to be born with pure power.â
âWicked DragonâŠ..â
âItâs a troublesome monster. One who doesnât listen, nor thinks, and it only follows only its instincts. It is a creature that has abandoned all intelligence despite being born with wisdom.â
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âââOne cannot imagine it.
An existence that has never been heard until today, and such a creature has awaken, causing a somewhat unrealistic havoc.
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âThe only thing going through itâs mind is destruction and hatred. Someone tried to use it once, but in one night, three nations have been burnt to the ground. Since then, no one dared using it ever again.â
ââŠâŠâŠ.That is terrifying no matter how you put it.â
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Destroying three nations is no ordinary matter.
The maid herself knew about the invasion that was done by the Demon King before he was sealed, but it wasnât to the point of bringing down nations to the brink of extinction in one night.
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âIt is easy to use, because you only need to provide a place for it to destroy. However, if you go too far, it will immediately bite you back. The one called the Dragon God truly possesses the power of God, which even I have a hard time killing.â
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The fact that he did not say that he canât do it, makes me realize that this person is someone out of this worldâs standards.
Though he might claim that this Wicked Dragon would be a painful existence to him, would it not be harmful not only to humans, but also to the demons ourselves?
 \nâThen, wouldnât it be dangerous if left uncheckedâŠâŠ.?â
âDo not worry. As I have said, it is drastically weakened. Even weaker than itâs heyday. The dragon will decay eventually without my interference.â
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Though it has been weakened, it is still a considerable foe, the Demon King cried out with exaggerated movements.
One can tell from his expression that he is not a speck worried about it, and places his hands on his chin.
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âHowever, as you have said, if left unchecked, many will die. Having its body sealed and deteriorating for hundreds of years have simplified its thoughts. The impulse of destroying might further spurred, and the hatred from being sealed would worsen. The heroes of this generationââ Their children, their relatives. The two heroes who were summoned from the same world as it. No, precisely those who have a similar âsmellâ as it would be a target of its hatred.â
âItâs as thoughâŠâŠâŠâ
âA beast? That is right, a beast. No creature is as faithful to its instincts, fearlessness, arrogance, and meaningless in the world as it is. Conversely, no creature is as pure as it. Though I scorn the hero from the bottom of my heart, but I have confirmed thatââIt shouldâve died by the hands of the hero.â
âIs it the hero who sealed it? So the hero couldnât beat it as well?â
âDo not be stupid. There is no way the hero would not be able to defeat the Wicked Dragon. Listen, itâs not that the hero couldnât defeat it, but he didnât.â
âHaahâŠ..?â
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She could not comprehend.
The maid was a little confused. In summary, the Wicked Dragon from the Demon Kingâs story is annoying, even more so for humans.
Nevertheless, why did the hero seal the Wicked Dragon even though he could defeat it?
Seeing the maid with her head tilted slightly, he points to himself and continued.
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âIâm the same as well. He left me and the dragon alive, though in different ways.â
âHe let Demon King-sama lived? The hero didâŠ..?â
âIndeed. That must have been why I was sealed alive.â
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This might be disrespectful to the Demon King, but it seems that the hero is stronger than him.
The hero punished the Wicked Dragon and the Demon King with fondness and compassion in the form of a seal.
It might be normal to think so.
If that is the caseââ
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âThe hero sounds like a very sweet person.â
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She chose her words carefully.
If given a more straightforward answer, it would be rude to the Demon King to say such words to the enemy.
However, as if expecting her response, the Demon King bit his lips while smiling.
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âKukuku, sweetâŠ.. I see now, sweetâŠâŠ.â
âDemon King-samaâŠâŠ?â
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The maid was confused by the Demon Kingâs shaking shoulders.
He chuckled loudly, entrusting his back behind the seat, and happily asks the maid standing beside him.
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âYou, what is your name?â
âEehâŠâŠ. M-My name is Ciel.â
âNow Ciel. You shall be my exclusive maid starting today.â
ââŠâŠâŠ..Huh?â
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A sudden declaration has been made.
Whatâs more, it was the Demon King, the top of all demons.
The maid, stiffened by the sudden news that is too heavy even for herself, but the Demon King on the other hand was brimming with happiness.
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âBeing a Demon King, weâre bound to have lots of free time. Thereâs nothing to do, and nobody to talk to. In that respect, you have an interesting reaction. For me, the people here are too pure.â
âIt is as though Demon King-sama is saying that Iâm not pureâŠ.â
âThatâs what Iâm saying.â
 \nThough she couldnât accept it, but still she was honoured, as she bowed deeply with some slight uncomfortableness. The Demon King knew that the maid was far more thoughtful and devastating than she couldâve ever imagined.
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âAlright, should we run.â
âYeap, letâs do that.â
âGuoo.â
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Our decision was quickly made as we saw Neah awakened the Wicked Dragon as a zombie.
Amako was riding behind Bluerin, while I carried the unconscious Ark-san behind my back.
As if Iâll be defeated by that monster.
Itâs a waste of time to fight it, so escaping equals win.
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âHahaha Neah!! I know youâve done your best to make that Wicked Dragon a zombie, but youâve failed!! You think that huge thing would be able to catch up to us, what idiocy!! You shut-in otaku! !â
âWhaaââ!??â
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Iâve exacted my revenge on her for now.
The moment we saved Ark-san, my purpose has been fulfilled. Since the villagers are under her control, and precisely the case, theyâre considered safe as well.
Which means, itâs time to leave this village.
When we went back to the village to pick up the horses, I noticed a strange wind around me.
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ââââ-!! The windâs coming from behindâŠâŠ?â
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I was drawn by it.
Having a bad feeling about this, I looked back, and we have a Wicked Dragon taking a huge breath.
This dragon sure is inhaling a lot, which can only meanâŠâŠ!?
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âBluerin, turn around!!â
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I shouted at Bluerin to stop, and at the same time watch the Wicked Dragonâs incoming attack. The throat of the Wicked Dragon, which has sucked the air around it, has swelled greatly, and purplish smoke came leaking out of its mouth and the wounds of the throat.
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âIf you want to vomit, then do itâŠâŠ..!â
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While shaking off my tattered uniform and thinking of means to cover myself, the Wicked Dragon who stopped breathing air raised its head greatlyââ-
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ââââââ-!â
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It exhaled a large purple mass into the sky with a soundless roar.
In a hurry, Bluerin and I rushed to the ground. The exhaled gas barely passed over our heads and approached into the forest behind, splashing and scattering a sludge like substance with an intense odour.
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âI-Itâs not surprising that a Dragon would use a breathing moveâŠ. Iâm a little touched âŠâ
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That breath must be avoided at all cost. Then, once again carrying Ark-san behind my back, I hurried onto the place where the breath landed, which canât be missed.
The trees that have grown around here witheredââOr did they turn rotten? Oh and this smellâŠâŠ! ! !
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âShit, itâs poison!!â
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When I felt a slight dizziness and nausea, I immediately hold down my mouth and used healing magic.
Turning beside me was Amako whose face is turning pale blue. Bluerin still looks fine, but he might be in danger if he gets closer to that sludge. Ark-san who has fainted would be in more danger.
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âDonât worry Amako, Iâll cure you now.â\n\nHowever, because of the tremendous wind pressure, no matter how much I can withstand, getting a direct hit is just too much.
Rather, I think it might be better to consider this attack almost deadly to normal human beings.
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âUuugigigigi!!â
âWhat a creepy voiceâŠ..â
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Itâs gut-wrenching sound resembles that of someone cutting off an insectâs stomach.
It sounds as though he was laughingâŠ.. Which is odd considering it is being manipulated as a zombie.
The next swing wasnât from the side, but a giant swing from above.
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âUo!?â
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Even with a swift retreat, avoiding the attack, it does not stop itâs huge claws from digging into the ground.
The worst part is that it doesnât just end there. It began swinging its nails down at me like a kid whining for itâs toy.
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âUoooooo!?â
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You think youâre playing whack-a-mole or something!? I continued rolling over and over again while also trying to slowly approach it. However, I wasnât getting anywhere close to it due to the strong wind that occurs when it swings down.
This is badââ With that thought in mind, I got far away, and shouted at Neah who was flying in the sky.
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âOi!â
âHmm~ Do you feel like giving up now?â
âOver my dead body!! Anyways, are you sure youâre controlling that thing!!â
âIsnât that obvious? Iâm controlling a corpse without a soul, canât you tell? Also, my zombies will never go against my orders!!â
âI seeâŠ. I see, I see, got it.â
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Which means, I can safely say that âthatâ thing is being driven by Neahâs will?
Hmmmm, I can see clearly now.
I threw a healing magic orb at Neah without hesitation.
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âEat my healing bullet!!â
âGuee!? Whaâ, my eyes!?â
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There was a problem with my aim, but it hit surprisingly accurately. Unlike just now with Ark-san, my enemy is a zombie. So if she stops moving, the zombie stops moving. A win win situation.
She screamed like a proper girl, and fell down on top of the roof of the mansion, like a mosquito falling down after using a repellent stick. Then, I stared at the Wicked Dragon that had abruptly stopped, and I harden my fist as hard as I can.
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âA motionless enemy is no different from a sandbag.â
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No healing magic needed.
I seriously punched it.
Squeezing my right fist as if pulling onto a bow, I thrust straight into the dragon.
Right before my eyes were the black scales, which also reminds me of the snakeâs scales from before, but slightly different.
Iâve trained, and I have grown.
Soââ
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âEat this!!â
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The punch with my entire weight placed on it, protruded the dragonâs chest without any inconsistency. This might probably be the first time in this world that someone has pierced a dragon with a punch.