âKkyahk! S-stop! Kuk! W-wait! Why- kek⊠What do you⊠want from⊠kuk!â
Just one strike and that was it.
The thing I requested the dwarves during the designing process of the metal bat was demonstrating its effectiveness right now.
-Master, should I hit her some more?
-Sheâs still talking, isnât she? Keep hitting her until she can only say yes, no, or uh.
-Roger that!
âUheeheeheet! Someone still wants to see you get hit some more~!â
âW-what an evil existence!â
The metal batâs provocative words caused the demon kingâs daughter to cry out in shock, and my two disciples on either side of me began nodding rather energetically.
âThatâs right. The evilest person in this whole world wants me to beat you up, so letâs get to it, older sis!â
âN-no, I donât wanna!â
The terrified demon kingâs daughter tried to move her body but, by then, her mind was no longer capable of controlling her own body.
All she could do was crawl on the ground, which made the metal bat go âUheeheehee!â loudly.
âIt doesnât matter whether you want it or not, ya know!â
âKkuuuueeeeehk!â
The metal batâs assault resumed once more.
When the demon raceâs princess began screaming loudly, my disciples on either side of me began trembling as if they were the ones being assaulted right now.
And so, after about five minutes laterâŠ
After that beautiful face became a slobbering mess of drool dripping down her chin, I slowly made my way towards her, squatted down, and stared deep into her eyes.
-Master, what will you do if this girl turns out to be not the demon race princess~?
-She probably wonât accept my apology even if I make one, and judging from her appearance, she must have her own circumstances.
-Wha, you wanna help her?
-Nope. Iâll eliminate her while leaving behind not one single piece of evidence.
-As expected of the villain class!
Uh-huh! This would be an obvious thing to do here.
Since time immemorial, humans and demons have been enemies!
The heroes in the novels that good-naturedly accept the demon king/queen or the demon princess just because of their circumstances? Now those fellas are the weird ones here!
-But, what about Alice, master?
-My daughter is an angel, so she doesnât count.
-Discrimination!
It was impossible to live without discriminating against something. Being nice to someone you despise was an act of lunacy.
If there was something tasty, I should be giving it to my pretty little daughter, no? Itâd be stupid and crazy to give something like that to the metal bat that ate food despite being just a pile of metal.
-Hey, master? Why does it feel like you swore at me just now?
She could be so annoying with how observant she was in this sort of thing.
ââŠIâm going to ask you a question. All you have to do is answer me yes or no.â
âWhat⊠do youâŠâ
Itâd get doubly annoying if the metal bat got peeved here, so I promptly decided to change the topic.
If this was any other place, I wouldnât have cared, but this was the demon continent, and that made things dicey.
âYouâre the demon kingâs daughter, correct?â
âB-but, howâŠâ
bbuh-ggeum, bbuh-ggeumâŠÂ [1]
Seeing her shocked expression and how her lips opened and closed like that, I was right about this punk being the demon kingâs daughter.
âSeriously?!â
âI-it has to be a lieâŠâ
Uh-huh?! Looks like these punks calling themselves my disciples didnât believe me!
To think that they lack faith in their instructor to this degree!
âC-could it be⊠Youâre AggreahrtâsâŠ!â
The princessâs dazed eyes began regaining their focus.
No, hang on. Those eyes were getting ready to burn even more fiercely compared to when she first showed up.
-Beat her up.
âKkwuek!â
And then, those fierce flames were rapidly suppressed.
âKuwaaaahk! You, you evil⊠Kah-hak!â
âSis, you sure know how to make pretty funny screams, donât cha! Itâs gonna be fun beating you up!â
Yup, it was wise to kill the fire as soon as possible. A dying cigarette carelessly thrown away during Autumn could burn down several mountains, after all.
âWhether youâre awake or asleep, you better watch out for fires! So, letâs re-examine the dying personâs last surge, shall we!â
Since ancient times, main characters and villains would always get defeated after letting their guards down.
âKku-uuuuhkâŠâ
âOkay, so. After making a rough guess, there was a rebellion in the demon race, and you think Iâm one of the rebels. But hereâs the deal. Youâre wrong.â
âYou⊠lieâŠâ
She was looking up at me from the ground with a pair of empty eyes, but even so, she still looked like a piece of art.
Her eyes, sparkling like jewels despite being pitch-black; her hair, as soft as silk yet as black as abyss trying to explain nothingness itself; and the horn in her head, a clear proof that she wasnât a human. Even then, her horns only added to her overall unexplainable charm.
Thatâs right, this daughter of the demon king was a stunner even in my book, and I was already an old and cranky bastard! But my life experience had taught me this.
âŠThat not a single beautiful woman I met in this world was sane in their head!
âBeat her up.â
âYesss!â
âW-wai⊠Kkuweck!â
Since ancient times, it was incredibly difficult to trust someone you didnât believe in the first place. Just think about all the religious people or con men from my past life, for instance!
Waiting around for hours in the middle of some streets in Winter and stopping any passersby for no good reason, or climbing up five storeys of an apartment building with no elevators just to buzz the bell and ask for a glass of water! But I wasnât even talking about that.
No, take your time and think about that from a different perspective!
There was no freaking way they would ask only you for a glass of water! They mustâve stopped by on every floor, starting from the ground floor! Imagine how many countless houses they mustâve gone around, climbing the stairs up and down and whatever!
But thatâs not all! Now imagine around ten per cent of those houses would really offer glasses of water. That would be a serious problem, wouldnât you say?
If they went to one hundred houses, then with that odds, didnât it mean that they had to drink at least ten glasses of water?
Even they couldnât tell you how many hundreds of houses they would visit in a day. Just from that, you could probably suspect that the quantity of water they drink in a day must be enormous.
So, if they plead with you to use your bathroom, then it might not be a mere trick to gain access to your home but a case of a real emergency.
Thatâs why any kind-hearted people should pretend to not have any and donât give them glasses of water. Thatâs was the best outcome for those people, you see!
Well, uh⊠In any case, thatâs how difficult it was to trust someone.
As such, I should order the metal bat to beat the demon race princess some more so that she could start trusting me.
âMaster, this older sis is starting to drool nonstop from her mouth!â
âItâs fine. To people, drooling like that is a natural thing.â
ââŠMaster, youâre looking away.â
âWell, eyes are spherical in shape, you see. And spheres are easy to roll around.â
âI said, itâs fine. A person can sometimes say weird or nonsensical stuff, you know.â
âUh? She died.â
âNo, sheâs fine. Since itâs you, she wonât die.â
From either side of me, familiar voices were muttering things like âHeâs the devilâ and âI donât wanna⊠I donât wannaâŠâ constantly, but I cleanly ignored them all.
They werenât bad sounds to my ears, after all.
I was preparing for the possibilities of these two either trying to escape or attack me since the metal bat was some distance away. But now, the hero and No.17 both lost any will to fight here, so it was all great news for me!
âWell, then. Letâs seeâŠâ
I unsheathed my sword, the blade making a shwiiiing noise. As expected of a high-quality weapon upholding the reputation of Ruibella the City Alliance, the frontline against the demon threat!
It cost a fair whack for a sword purchased from a regular blacksmith, but considering its quality, I knew I had got myself a bargain. It was not for nothing that mercenaries often travelled all the way to Ruibella specifically to get weapons.
âAlright, time to wake up.â
Poke, poke, pokeâŠ
The ultra-sharp edge of the blade began inflicting flesh wounds on the demon race princess. Crimson blood trickled down her snow-white skin!
-Youâre so cruel, master!
-Doesnât matter, since youâre going to heal her, anyway.
Indeed, the princess looked even better than back when she first appeared here full of injuries. Since we healed to full health in such a short time, surely sheâd not get mad at me for cutting her up ever so slightly.
âAlright, now beat her up.â
âNg!â
Slap!
âKkyaaaahk!â
The flesh wounds might have been minor, but they were still stab and cut wounds inflicted by a blade. Even so, the princess remained unconscious throughout the process.
A single slap from the metal bat later, however, and she was right back up to her feet while screaming her head off.
âSit down.â
âKuh-hukâŠ! It hurts⊠it hurts so muchâŠâ
The moment she got up, the metal batâs low kick landed splendidly on her, causing the princess to plop down on her butt again.
âAlright, then. Are you ready to listen to me now?â
âY-yes, sir!â
The demon race princess instantly went on her knees to sit straight. I stared at her in satisfaction.
Yup, a stick was the best tool for education, indeed. It was not for nothing that the concept of âtough loveâ existed, wouldnât you say!
-Master, if you showed any more of your love, this whole world might get destroyed.
-A teacherâs grace is as high as the heavens and as deep as the oceans, you know.
-Sheâs not even your disciple, tho?
-In the ancient past, a wise man once said that everyone he meets on a stroll can become his teacher.
-âŠIf we go by that logic, master, isnât this the same as you beating up the teacher the moment you ran into one?
-Just say âI seeâ and nod along, will ya! Youâve gotten awfully talkative lately, havenât you?!
Thanks to the metal bat that had gotten sassy with time, it felt like I couldnât even say everything I wanted to these days.
âIâm not involved with this individual you called Aggre-whatever, princess.â
âAre you⊠telling the truth?â
The demon race princessâs expression initially said she didnât believe me, but she quickly revised that to an âI believe you!â face thanks to the metal bat standing next to her.
âYes, I am.â
âBut, how did you know I was the demon raceâs princess in that case?â
âJust my intuition.â
âOh⊠I seeâŠâ
Now her expression said I shouldnât lie to her face, but her lips were saying something else.
This was good. She was talented in quickly assessing the situation.
âIâm being truthful to you. As I said earlier, we have nothing to do with Aggre-whatever becauseâŠâ
ââŠHeuph!â
I slowly raised my hand and carefully caressed my hair, causing the horns stuck up there to fall off.
ââŠWeâre humans.â
The horn headband came loose and dropped to the ground.
This item was personally crafted by the dwarves that made the wearer look like demons and designed specifically not to come off that easily, as per my request!
When those horns landed on the ground, the demon race princess sucked in a deep breath, her disbelieving eyes glued to me now. âR-really⊠youâre humans?â
âCorrect.â
âH-how can humans be in this place? C-could it be that Iâve entered the human terri⊠No, if thatâs the case, you wouldnât have been wearing the horns in the first place!â
Her utterly confused eyes hurriedly scanned me and the others surrounding her.
âJ-just what is going on⊠Hah-wuk?!â
Pow!
A small fist landed next to her face.
ââŠYou talk too much, sis.â
âYes. I was wrong. Sorry.â
The moment that fist shook about, the demon race princess stared at the metal bat with nervous eyes while hurried nodding away, emphatically agreeing with what the ego weapon was saying.
I knew it, this girl was quick on the uptake.
âHmm. I think I can more or less figure out the situation here, but there might be some other aspects that Iâm not aware of. So, tell me the demon worldâs current affairs that you know of,â said I while picking up the horns from the ground to put them back on my head.
I told the dwarves to make the headband stick religiously to the wearerâs head no matter what, so they designed the dang thing to get entangled pretty tightly with the wearerâs hair. That caused a bit of pain on my scalp, but I needed to wear the headband to keep my head attached to my shoulders.
Still, this product demonstrated the ability to fool even the eyes of the demon kingâs daughter, so it passed with flying colours. As expected of the trusty dwarven products!
âW-well, that isâŠâ
The demon kingâs daughter, still deeply mindful of the metal batâs moods, eventually began telling us the current situation as she knew it.
The demon kingâs sudden passing. The establishment of three factions soon afterwards. But, in reality, it was a battle between the moderates and the radicals.
She also said that most of the moderatesâ executives were defeated during the radicalsâ sudden raid.
âHold on. Are you telling me that you didnât expect the group called the radicals to attack you out of the blue?â
âEven though Aggreahrt and I differed in our ideals, we both still did our best for the sake of the demon race. Thatâs why I never imagined someone like that starting a civil war.â
What kind of dog sh*t was this girl saying here?
Youâd be a fool to trust someone close to you in the imperial court where all sorts of insidious plots were afoot!
I mean, folks in the imperial court would smile and shake hands amicably, only to start plotting your demise as soon as turning around to leave. Thatâs what that place was like!
Youâd be signing your own death warrant by being that naĂŻve in the imperial court full of dastardly schemes and machinations, you know.
But to think that the demon race could be this benevolent!
âAnd what happened afterwards was thatâŠâ
She continued on with her story, revealing that the civil war started due to Aggreahrtâs misunderstanding over her subordinates searching for the descendent of the Succubus race, which led toâŠ
âŠMm?
âWhy does it feel like Iâve heard this story before somewhere?â
No, before all that. We did have the final remaining descendent of the Succubus race with us, didnât we?
âIf only that descendent was found⊠The demon race wouldnât have to experience the civil war, and everything would have been settled peacefully. But we still havenât found the descendent in the human continent yet, andâŠâ
I wordlessly looked down at the demon race princess still yapping on and on about her circumstances.
Obviously, you wouldnât find the Succubusâs descendent on the other side of the continent. Thatâs because my daughter was the descendent youâve been searching for, and she had accompanied me to the demon side of the continent, you see!
No, hang on a minute hereâŠ
There was an old saying about a crisis becoming an opportunity. And the demon side of the world was currently embroiled in a crisis called the civil war.
And what do you know, the most important existence in this situation happened to be my daughter.
In other words, my daughter had the power to choose who would become the next demon king between the demon race princess and this dude named Aggreahrt.
Not only that butâŠ
ââŠYou say that, as long as you can endure the demon godâs blessing, you can become the demon king acknowledged even by the demon god itself?â
âY-yes. HoweverâŠâ
âŠYou would definitely die after receiving that blessing.
In the history of the demon race, only five demons ever managed to survive the demon godâs blessing. And all of those five individuals came from legends of the past, too.
After the previous demon king passed away, several demons stepped forward to take up the challenge, but they all died during the process. Understandably, no one else felt brave enough to receive the blessing afterwards.
HoweverâŠ
âWho cares about your circumstances, anyway?â
The thing was, my daughter, with the power to cast the swing vote, was with me right now. And the unique existence that even the gods had to publicly acknowledge was standing right here, too.
After combining these two factors, creating the next demon king should be a cakewalk, no?
Thatâs whyâŠ
âHow about forming a contract with me and becoming the next demon king, princess?â
Itâs time to make some investments for the sake of peaceful demon world life.
[1]: Apologies, but uh, I couldnât think of an appropriate onomatopoeia for a personâs mouth silently opening and closing, and decided to go with the romanised version of the Korean SFX, âë»ëë»ëâ